Ink Blade Chapter 48 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Ambush (part 2)
A pair of beautiful hands supported his back from behind, Shui Miao’er in a purple skirt fluttered, standing by his side, “Young Hero Xu, be careful.”
Xu Fangchuan anxiously said, “That person can use the Xuyang Sword Technique… the murderer might be him!” As he said this, he pushed Shui Miao’er away and wanted to move forward.
But another steady hand reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.
The force was clearly not very strong, but Xu Fangchuan found himself unable to move, and couldn’t help but turn his head to look to the side—
He saw Chu Yan retract his hand and said lightly, “Young Hero Xu, don’t chase after a desperate enemy. We’ve already seen the thief’s bottom, are you still afraid we won’t catch him?”
In the blink of an eye, Qi Qian and the man in black had already left, and people from all walks of life ran in all directions.
And at some unknown time, the rain-like hidden weapons also stopped, the high platform was full of scattered small iron hooks, it was a complete mess.
Xu Fangchuan was stunned.
But he saw Qiu Jin and Mo Ren following behind Chu Yan, and Mo Ren was still carrying Bai Hua, who was unconscious, in his arms, not knowing when he had been knocked out in the chaos—the three of them from the Jiuzhong Palace were all neatly dressed, their expressions calm, as if this shocking change was all under control.
Xu Fangchuan looked at Shui Miao’er again, but found that the master of Shuijing Tower smiled at Chu Yan, everything was unspoken.
“…..” Xu Fangchuan suddenly felt complicated. Well, this farce was indeed planned by his own people, and he was the only one who didn’t know!
“Palace Master!”
Suddenly a young man’s shout rang out, and Ying Yu under the high platform only then rushed forward hurriedly. He first anxiously grabbed Mo Ren’s arm and looked up and down, “Elder brother, Sister Qiu Jin, you guys aren’t hurt, are you?”
He then glared at Shui Miao’er and shouted, “How could there be hidden weapons ambush here—Shui Miao’er! Isn’t Changqing City your territory, what’s going on!?”
Xu Fangchuan had a smile on his face.
…He suddenly felt balanced in his heart.
Mo Ren pulled Ying Yu off his arm, “Speak less, look more, think more.”
While they were talking, they all walked down from the high platform.
Xu Fangchuan and Shui Miao’er each comforted their own disciples, letting the people from the Xuyng Sword Sect and the Shuijing Tower retreat first.
When they turned back, they saw Ying Yu frowning, squatting on the ground picking up a hidden weapon, “This is…”
A light flashed in front of the young man, and he called out in a low voice with enlightenment, “Sister Ah Dian’s flying hook formation! Was that arranged by the Palace Master just now?”
Shui Miao’er smiled slightly, and said to Chu Yan with her eyebrows drooping, “I have already found out about 70-80% of the situation of the Wuxian Sect.”
“While the Alliance Leader Mansion is in disarray, I would like to invite Palace Master Chu to the Shuijing Tower for a discussion.”
Chu Yan nodded, “Qiu Jin, Ying Yu, you send Bai Hua back to the inn, take care of him. If he wakes up, tell him that he was injured by a hidden weapon and fell into a coma, and ask him to wait for this Master to come back in peace.”
After speaking, the palace master naturally pulled up Mo Ren’s hand, patted it twice in his own palm, “Hmm, Ah Ren, come with this Master.”
“Yes.” Mo Ren pursed his lips.
He always felt that these days when the master was with him, the intimate actions seemed to be getting more and more…and more and more handy.
On the other side, Ying Yu was still confused, pointing at Bai Hua and saying, “But Palace Master, he…he wasn’t hit by a hidden weapon, was he?”
As soon as the words came out, the young man’s forehead was hit by a scabbard. Ying Yu. “Ah! Elder brother…”
Mo Ren put away his sword with an expressionless face, and said lightly to the aggrieved young man in front of him, “Speak less, look more, think more.”
After speaking, Mo Ren pinched the flying hook in Ying Yu’s hand with his fingers—
Then, under the stunned gaze of the little guardian, he skillfully buried the hook tip into Bai Hua’s shoulder!
The hook was soaked with a sleeping drug, and Bai Hua convulsed in pain, quickly falling into a deeper slumber.
Mo Ren threw Bai Hua back to the stunned Ying Yu without changing his expression, “Now it’s in.”
Chu Yan couldn’t help but chuckle on the side.
It was at this moment that he suddenly felt that after the truth of the Drunken Life Dream Death was revealed, Mo Ren seemed to have let go of his temper a lot in front of him.
In fact, Ah Ren had always been cautious on the surface and bold inside, which had been the case since they first met when they were young.
Who would have thought that after so many years of ups and downs, Chu Yan now looked at the handsome guard who could be touched by stretching out his hand, and actually had a feeling of loss and recovery, both astringent and sweet.
In the previous life, when he was at odds with Ah Ren, the guard’s temper had made him feel headache and chest tightness countless times and couldn’t sleep.
But now his mentality had completely changed, and he felt… his Ah Ren was both chic and cute, making his heart itchy as if being scratched by feathers.
This person makes his heart and soul tremble, more than the poison incense that can make him yearn someone day and night. If it weren’t for so many concerns, he would have…
Chu Yan’s heart was sour, and he endured and endured, but still couldn’t help it, and beckoned Mo Ren to come over.
Mo Ren didn’t know why, thinking that the master had some brilliant and martial command, and obediently went over.
As a result, he was unprepared and was pulled into his arms by the palace master, rubbing his long hair and cheeks.
With a satisfied sigh, “Ah Ren is really good.”
Mo Ren: “…?”
