628: Chapter 639: Mission Failure 628: Chapter 639: Mission Failure Touching the skin, the pain was even more excruciating than actual flas burning.
The crowd, clutching their knives, trembled with fear, retreated several steps, and dared not move forward any longer.
Yue Rujing, supporting the Taiji Eight Trigrams, grew increasingly weary, veins popping on his forehead.
The knife in his hand was gnawed at by those creatures, emitting a grating noise.
Huo Li sneered coldly and shouted loudly, “Let’s see how much longer you can hold out.
The sensation of being wounded by the Cold Light is far from pleasant.
You’d better think it through.
If you run now, I’ll only take their lives!”
There must be a price to pay for annihilating my n.
Yue Rujing spat out in disdain, “What other tricks do you have?
Do you think these pathetic things can scare ?”
Huo Li snorted coldly, “I’ll see how tough you can talk…”
Having said that, he grasped the hilt of the Cold Light Sword and gave it a light twist.
A strange fragrance then wafted from the hilt.
Monts later, the Taiji Eight Trigrams glowed brightly with cold light, and the broadsword in Yue Rujing’s hand shook so violently that it went numb and almost slipped out of his grip,
“I can’t hold on much longer…” Left with no choice, Yue Rujing shouted word by word towards the forest.
Before the echo of his voice faded, another masked person leapt out from behind the woods, and a bright red dagger flew out of the masked person’s hand, streaking straight toward Huo Li…
Huo Li was caught by surprise and hastily summoned the Cold Light Sword to block, but this move also happened to disrupt his formation.
The Taiji Eight Trigrams on the ground quickly retreated like a tide, shrinking back into the hilt of the Cold Light Sword.
After blocking the attack, Huo Li hastily retreated, his hand holding the Cold Light Sword trembling uncontrollably, the sword nearly slipping from his grip.
“You…
you’ve co too?” He faced the person in black, saying viciously.
Jin Zijin didn’t say a word but calmly sheathed the dagger, his eyes emitting a fierce glare that could scorch others.
Huo Li, unwilling to give in, wiped away the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, held the Cold Light Sword with a bowed hand, and said, “If that’s the case…
I shall take my leave.”
He actually turned back the way he ca.
Yue Rujing, carrying his broadsword, wanted to chase after him, furious, “You’re thinking of running just like that?
Watch break your leg.”
“Hey, no need to chase,” Jin Zijin reached out to stop him.
“Why?
Last ti he ambushed us, we both ended up injured.”
Jin Zijin said indifferently, “If he has failed his mission, soone will not spare him.
Today Youyou is entering the palace for the first ti, and we fear any mishaps; let’s head back quickly.”
Yue Rujing, although sowhat reluctant, ultimately nodded.
Suddenly, he rembered sothing and hurriedly said, “Right, elder brother, I have news about a puppet man.”
Jin Zijin, walking ahead, suddenly stopped.
“Where?”
Yue Rujing replied, “The exact location isn’t clear yet, but it’s not far from Beijing, at…
Jinxiu City.”
…
The Empress hosted the ladies who ca to the Jiaotai Hall to celebrate her birthday, and there were simply too many high-ranking won in the Imperial Palace.
Today, on this occasion, seeing them required performing grand rituals.
They waited for Madam Lin to lead them through all the necessary rituals until their legs were sore.
It was only at the appointed ti that they were able to sit down cheerfully to feast.
The Empress, a woman in her forties, was well-maintained and looked quite young.
Dressed in sumptuous and elegant clothes that complented her slightly plump figure, she carried a dignified and impressive air.
Throughout, she wore a warm and gentle smile.
No matter who ca to greet her, she always had pleasant words to say, touching people’s hearts with perfectly crafted phrases, making everyone feel she was a very approachable person.
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