The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1477: 721 Big Brother is Here (Part 1)_2

Chapter 1477: 721 Big Brother is Here (Part 1)_2

As the thought flashed through her mind, a whistling sound came from the woods behind her.

“Catch!”

Gu Jiao reached back and grabbed.

A long spear landed in her hand!

Gu Chengfeng used his lightness skill to descend from the sky.

Without waiting for him to land, Gu Jiao timely said to him, “Take him away!”

Gu Chengfeng nodded solemnly, spun around, grabbed Xiao Hen’s arm, and leaped over the heads of the two experts with Xiao Hen in tow.

One of the experts soared into the air, attempting to snatch Gu Chengfeng down but was shot down by Gu Jiao’s spear!

Gu Chengfeng wanted to be the one who stayed behind, but he knew very well this was the most suitable arrangement.

“Chase them!” Han Ye ordered to the two experts.

The injured expert clutched his chest and, along with his companion, pursued in the direction where Gu Chengfeng and Xiao Hen had escaped.

Han Ye glanced at the four people, looked at Gu Jiao, and snorted coldly, “I don’t care who you are, nor do I care how many experts you’ve gathered around you, but today, not a single one of you will leave the woods alive!”

“Is that so?” Gu Jiao gripped the long spear in her hand, her eyes turned sharp, and she took her stance.

“Very well, let me experience your spear technique,” Han Ye said with a cold smile, “or perhaps I’ll give you another chance—whom did you learn your spear technique from?”

The beautiful Monk, but how is that any of your business!

You’re not worthy to know!

None of you from the Han Family are!

Gu Jiao thrust with her spear, and Han Ye felt an incredibly fierce killing intent, this spear which clearly was not a regular long spear, yet why did it emit an infinite spear intent in the hands of this youngster?

Indeed, this was the silver spear used by Gu Chengfeng for his performances.

It was lighter than a normal long spear and far lighter than Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear.

Yet, even so, when Han Ye blocked the spear, his arm still tingled slightly from the shock.

This youngster… such terrifying strength!

He must be killed today, otherwise, he will surely become a great threat to my Han Family in the future!

Han Ye no longer wasted time, nor showed any mercy: “I only brought the long spear to experience your spear technique, but perhaps I didn’t tell you, what I’m most proficient in… is swordsmanship!”

With that said, he planted the long spear into the ground and drew the Treasure Sword from the saddle.

The sword light flashed past Gu Jiao’s eyebrows and eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the memory of Xiao Liulang being assassinated with a long sword flashed through Gu Jiao’s mind!

A speculation surged in her heart.

“The person that night was you!”

Master Han was just a scapegoat; the real murderer was Han Ye!

Han Ye was briefly stunned before he realized what Gu Jiao was referring to, no doubt the assassination of Xiao Liulang the other night.

Han Ye didn’t deny it, merely saying, “So you are indeed related to Xiao Liulang! Then all the more reason to kill you!”

He must not allow the Princess’s lineage to obtain such a formidable expert.

The two resumed their confrontation.

Rumors tend to exaggerate, often turning one’s true part of strength into nine parts hearsay.

But not for Han Ye, he had the full measure, yet the world only acknowledged a third of his skill.

Gu Jiao, now only having recovered four tenths of her past life’s strength, was no match for Han Ye.

Gu Jiao began to show signs of injury.

She used the Red-Tasseled Spear to support her increasingly weakened body and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

The number one expert of Shengdu’s younger generation was indeed as renowned as they claimed.

Han Ye looked at Gu Jiao with pride, “Show me all you’ve got.”

“I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve, I’m just worried you won’t live to see them all!” Gu Jiao retorted.

“Boastful words! Die!”

Han Ye swung his sword, thrusting it toward Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao tapped her spear on the ground, leaping up and hooking her toes onto the branch above her, using it to propel herself above Han Ye’s head.

Like a dragon soaring through the clouds and diving into the sea, she brandished her spear downward!

Han Ye’s move cut off her spear!

As she continued to fall, Han Ye’s sword was aimed straight for her heart.

She didn’t dodge.

Given the disparity in their strengths, her only choice was to kill a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of her own. The previous attack was all feints; she actually intended to take Han Ye’s sword with her body.

As the sword was about to penetrate, the distance closed enough for the dagger hidden in her left hand to slit his throat.

Han Ye realized what Gu Jiao was trying to do, and his brow twitched.

Madman!

This young man from Zhan Country was a madman!

To kill him, he was willing to sacrifice his own life!

Gu Jiao had only this one chance, but Han Ye was different. His skills were superior to Gu Jiao’s; he didn’t need to take this risk!

He intended to withdraw.

Yet, Gu Jiao reached out, intending to grasp his sword blade with her bare hands!

Did this lad want to ruin his own hands?

A chill flashed through Han Ye’s heart. The lad’s resolve was truly astonishing. He had seen ruthless people before but never someone this ruthless!

This Treasure Sword could slice through metal like mud; he was certain all four of the lad’s fingers would be severed!

Just as Gu Jiao was about to mutually perish with Han Ye, a powerful sword energy cleaved through the woods and forcefully knocked Han Ye’s Treasure Sword away from her hands.

Gu Jiao grasped at air.

She fell from the sky, but she did not land on Han Ye nor did she fall on the messy ground.

She found herself in a familiar embrace.

“Hm?”

She looked up, dazed, at the young, handsome face that had suddenly appeared before her, the little tuft of hair on his head flicking up.

Cradling her in a princess hold, he landed gracefully, set her gently down against a large tree, and pulled off his cloak to cushion the ground, letting her sit on it.

His cloak was clean and carried a cool fragrance, while she, in contrast, was already covered in dust and debris from the fight.

Her small face was filthy, making her look like a stray kitten.

She stared at him, confused, “Uh… how did you get here?”

He didn’t rush to answer, instead, he gently removed traces of grass and leaves from her hair, gazed at her tenderly, and lovingly stroked her head, saying, “Wait for me here.”

After speaking, like a worried parent making sure their child would stay put, he handed her the silk bag tied around his waist, “There’s food inside.”

Gu Jiao: “…”

Han Ye was greatly shaken by the sword energy from before, feeling numbness in half his arm. It took him a moment to circulate his energy before he could regain sensation.

He watched the young man who had appeared out of nowhere warily and asked coolly, “Who are you? What sect are you from?”

The man stood up, turned around, and looked at Han Ye.

The tenderness and fondness in his eyes were gone, replaced by the chilling aura of the battlefield.

He stood with his sword, and said in the language of Yan Country, emphasizing each word, “Martial Arts Arena, Gu Changqing!”

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