readytorunbook Chapter 221 Betrayal
Chapter 221 Betrayal
When I heard this, my eyes became hot and I almost cried. I looked up at Changbao and asked, "Where is he now? I want to go find him!"
Changbao looked around, signaled me with his eyes not to panic, and whispered: "We are discussing things in the eldest young master's room. You are following us, don't worry. It is not convenient for us to rush in now, so why not go to the guest room and wait. Xiaohui is also there. The young master said he will come out after the discussion is over."
I thought Tu Shanjing probably had his own plans and I didn’t want to cause trouble for him, so I nodded and followed Changbao to the guest room.
Xiao Hui was indeed inside, looking restless. When he opened the door and saw it was me, he was delighted and asked, "Are you okay, girl?"
I secretly squeezed my painful wrist and replied, "It's okay."
Changbao closed the door behind him and came forward to invite him: "Please take a seat, young lady. What's the matter that's so urgent? First Xiaohui came back in a hurry and said you shouldn't go, and then you ran back like you were running for your life. What happened?"
I didn't bother to reply, so I waved my hand at him and asked Xiao Hui with a breath, "What did the young master say?"
Xiao Hui replied, "When I came back, I saw the young master and brother Changbao in the study, so I told the young master not to go. Just after I said a few words, the eldest young master came and told the young master that he knew the inside story and that only he knew how to save you. The young master hurried over with us. He just asked us to wait here and went in to talk to the eldest young master."
I said anxiously, "Oh, I'm even more worried when he's with the young master!"
As soon as I finished speaking, a streak of blood flew out in front of my eyes.
I saw a long sword sticking out of Xiao Hui's chest, like red plum blossoms falling on the bright ice in the twelfth lunar month. His blood first splashed all over my body and face, and then flowed down the sword in streams.
Everything seemed so unreal, passing by in front of my eyes in slow motion. The bloody smell in the air, the silver-white frost on the sword, and Xiao Hui's wide-open eyes.
"So you all knew it." Changbao's voice sounded sinisterly behind him.
Xiao Hui looked down in disbelief at the long sword sticking out of his chest, shuddered, and reached back to grab Chang Bao tightly.
"Sister, run away!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out these four words.
I raised my hand and six ice arrows flew towards Changbao.
Changbao pushed Xiaohui away and drew his sword, then swung it again, knocking back the ice arrow I shot out.
"Run!" Xiao Hui lay on the ground, grabbed his trouser legs and shouted loudly.
My heart was numb and my feet moved on their own. I stumbled to the door, opened it and ran out. The door was closed behind me by a huge suction force.
There was a bright light in the room, then it faded. Something hit the door with a thump.
"Hmph, you are overestimating yourself!" Changbao's voice rang out from inside the door again, "Lanxiang, you don't have to rush to escape. It's useless to escape. Considering our past friendship, I'll let him say a few last words."
Xiao Hui's barely audible voice rang out: "Sister, I'll try my best. I want to be a hero like Little White Mouse..."
I was crying through the door. I had seen life and death in just one hour. I had already lost Ruofeng. Now I couldn't leave Xiaohui alone.
"You are already a hero..." I choked.
He smiled through the door: "My sister is coaxing me again. And Xiaowei, talk to her for me. It's a pity that I can't see what she will look like when she grows up..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he let out a sigh.
"Lanxiang? You're back?!" Tu Shanjing's voice sounded from far behind me. My whole body was shocked and I quickly stood up and turned around.
Tu Shanjing was at the other end of the yard. Seeing me covered in blood, he frowned and asked anxiously, "Are you hurt?!"
I was just about to tell him to be careful when a spiritual force hit me from behind, and I suddenly became unable to speak or move.
At the same time, the door behind him opened, and Xiao Hui's body fell out limply, his eyes wide open. Then his human form disappeared, leaving only a gray-haired mouse covered in blood on the ground.
He stopped running and looked at me in surprise.
"Young master, be careful!" A deep voice came from the air.
But Tushan Hou and the others were waiting for him to be distracted at this moment.
In a flash, I saw Tushan Hou appear. When he raised his hand, a white mist dispersed and Tushan Jing's body softened.
Like a fallen tree, he fell to the ground. His spotless brocade robe was stained with dirt, just like a pearl covered with dust or the bright moon covered by clouds.
He stared at me with disbelief.
Tu Shan Hou squatted down and patted his face, saying with a smile: "If it weren't for you, Miss Lan Xiang, how could I bother you to come here?"
Tears welled up in his clear black and white eyes, flowing from his left eye to his right eye, and then into the mud beneath his body, being absorbed cleanly the moment they seeped into the mud.
I blinked away tears and yelled silently.
Tushan Hou grabbed his hair and lifted him up, saying, "Let's go, my good brother. You are used to being high and mighty, so come down to earth and taste the life of the mortal world!" After that, he chopped Tushan Jing on the back of his neck with a knife. Tushan Jing closed his eyes that stung me and fainted.
Maybe passing out would be a mercy for him now.
A person fell from the roof. It was You, who was covered in wounds. His eyes were tightly closed, and he looked like he was seriously injured and unconscious.
A white-haired old man jumped down with three men in tight clothes, all with their faces covered.
The old man stepped on You's face with one foot and was about to stab his neck with a long sword in one hand, but was stopped by Tu Shan Hou: "Wait, let him live. He has strong spiritual power, and it would be too conspicuous if he died. After all, there are not many people who can beat him. It would be bad if they found out about you."
The old man nodded and turned to pick the tendons of his hand: "Then I will cripple his hand and cut his tongue. Otherwise he will talk nonsense when he wakes up."
I recognize this voice. It's the voice of Gui Fangduan's third uncle.
Tu Shan Hou did not stop him: "That's fine. He doesn't talk much anyway, and his tongue is useless. When he wakes up and sees my behavior, he might go crazy. Fortunately, no one will believe a madman."
The old man nodded, lowered his body with the sword in his hand, and pinched You's chin with his other hand.
I closed my eyes, unable to bear the sight, and only felt a flash of white light before my eyes.
Tushan Hou walked towards me and said with a smile: "Don't close your eyes, you haven't seen the most exciting part yet." He pried open my eyelids and pinched my chin to force me to look in the direction of Tushan Jing.
He was being carried by two men into a large wooden box.
Tu Shanhou's voice rang in my ears: "Don't worry, your young master is much better off in my hands than in Xiyan's hands." He walked around in front of me and said with a smile: "They want him to die, but I can make him live. Not only do I want him to live, I want him to live a life worse than death!"
Changbao came over, bowed and said, "Young Master, where are the Fifth and Seventh Kings——"