Allure of a Country Maiden-Chapter 451 - 449

In the midst of wailing, Shangguan Xuanyi couldn’t help coughing violently.

"Brother Shangguan, are you okay?" Jingrui asked with concern.

Shangguan Xuanyi, who had finally caught his breath, shook his head and was about to say he was okay.

But he felt something was off again!

"Run!"

Zhao Yong and Yang Liu also felt it, and began running again with Jingrui.

Shangguan Xuanyi tried to escape using his Qinggong while carrying Xiao’er, but found that one of his legs was tightly held by an old man lying on the ground, preventing him from making a leap.

"Save me!" The old man begged without showing any fear on his face.

A chill flashed in Shangguan Xuanyi’s eyes, he forcefully shook his leg, and the old man was thrown away.

At this moment, everyone started running and screaming.

"Another avalanche, run!"

"Ah, wait for me, pull me up!"

...

The falling avalanche of snow and mud was now half-way down.

Small stones crashed onto people, intensifying their terrified screams.

Shangguan Xuanyi disregarded everything. He took a leap, stepping on people’s shoulders, and several jumps later, he landed a dozen or so meters away. Then, he kept on running. Despite his speed, he was hit by several stones. When he stopped, he stumbled involuntarily.

Zhao Yong quickly stepped forward to steady him.

"Capture that old man!" Shangguan Xuanyi ordered before he even regained his balance.

This avalanche was not as simple as it seemed, someone was trying to kill him with it!

Upon hearing those words, Yang Liu quickly went to catch the old man.

At this moment, twenty or so masked men in black suddenly emerged, and they started fighting with them.

"Brother Shangguan, be careful!"

"Master, be careful!" Both Zhao Yong and Jingrui drew their swords to fight by Shangguan Xuanyi’s side.

Yang Liu swiftly joined the fight after pressing the sleep acupoint of the old man.

Turning his head, he saw that the old man had been stabbed again by someone else and was now unmistakably dead.

Shangguan Xuanyi, holding Xiao’er in his arms and a sword in his other hand, didn’t move.

He knew that these men in black were here mainly to kill him; even if he didn’t move, they would come at him.

He was not fully healed, and he had developed a cold these past days. He needed to conserve his energy in order to save himself and protect Xiao’er.

Fleeing desperately twice had severely depleted his physical strength, making his legs weak and his body shaky.

He stood there quietly. Whenever a black-clothed man revealed a vital point within his reach, he would throw a dart at them.

His darts hit accurately every time, with each dart killing them instantly by hitting the vital point.

Even in the spatial realm, Xiao’er seemed able to sense the discomfort of Shangguan Xuanyi’s body. Being frozen by the soul-reviving grass and then tumbling down the hillside, an ordinary person would either die or be crippled. It was a huge piece of misfortune that his injuries were so severe.

Luckily, the beaver bit him; the cold and the heat offset each other somewhat, preventing him from freezing to death or getting a high fever that might turn him into a fool.

But this guy was just insane. As soon as he woke up, he insisted on hitting the road. After days of severe snowstorms, he got a cold and the subsided fever flared up again. Xiao’er thought he was lucky to not be taken away by death.

"Xiao Huang, in my soul status, can’t I really let you out to help him?"

"No." The golden python, lying by the pool, smelling the flowers and eating roasted chicken, responded indifferently.

After hearing these words, Xiao’er didn’t know what else to do. She walked into the kitchen, tore off a roasted chicken leg, and began to eat, all the while admiring the fight outside. "The man I have my eye on is impressive, isn’t he? Even when he’s so unwell, he can still kill those assassins!"

The golden python rolled its eyes upon hearing this. Is this what she thought was impressive?

With its current power level, it could send those humans to meet their maker with just a flick of its tail!

"So pathetic!" The golden python said with a tone full of disdain.

Xiao’er: "..."

Lacking taste and unable to appreciate greatness, she couldn’t blame a cold-blooded creature for it.

She didn’t know how many years she had to train after waking up to be able to brew a cup of warm tea with her Qinggong ability.

Shangguan Xuanyi, who was waiting for the perfect opportunity to kill while fiercely fighting with the assassins, had no idea that the woman he worried about was in another space, eating chicken leg and watching his fight.

More than twenty assassins quickly dropped to a dozen, then ten, and then seven...

Zhao Yong, upon seeing this, was about to relax when another dozen assassins leaped down from the mountain.

"Damn! Why didn’t you all come down at once? Raising people’s hopes then dashing them is very painful, don’t you know?"

Moreover, these ten or so people had superior martial arts skills.

An Shier sensed that something was wrong. He had no idea how many more ambushed men there were!

Seeing someone trying to escape on a surviving horse, he hurriedly jumped and blocked their way, "Brother, could I borrow your horse!"

Ignoring whether the man agreed or not, An Shier pulled him down from the horse, hopped on it himself, and headed towards Shangguan Xuanyi.

The man left horseless was so scared that he feigned fainting.

An Eleven and An Fourteen knew An Twelve’s intention of seizing the horse and both helped blocking assassins trying to kill the horse.

"My Lord, you go ahead with Missy!" An Twelve arrived by Shangguan Xuanyi’s side and dismounted.

Shangguan Xuanyi nodded, held Xiao’er, and mounted the horse. Urged by his commands, the horse galloped away with the protection of several others.

Zhao Yong took out a cylindrical object, yanked the bottom of it, and sent out a distress signal.

Shangguan Xuanjun had given him this signal tube knowing that Xiao’er would come to northwest to find Shangguan Xuanyi. As long as it was seen by his people, they would come to help. This region in the northwest had been garrisoned by the Third Prince for years, so there were more people here.

Shangguan Xuanyi and Xiao’er raced away, leaving behind the assassins. The heat enveloping him gradually made him feel lightheaded.

He didn’t know how far he had run.

Snowflakes were still falling from the sky, landing on his face, the cold against his feverish skin giving him a moment of clarity.

No, he couldn’t afford to sleep right now, or he and Xiao’er would be done for.

Shangguan Xuanyi remembered that there was a cave in the nearby mountain. Before he could pass out, he needed to take Xiao’er there to take refuge.

Nearing the cave, Shangguan Xuanyi worried that the assassins might trace their path here. He decided it would be best to dismount with Xiao’er in his arms. But he was so weak that he barely managed to stay standing.

Shangguan Xuanyi had to use his sword to prop himself up and prevent a collapse.

Once he had regained his balance, he put Xiao’er on his back and spooked the horse with his sword’s sheath, sending it galloping really far away.

Shangguan Xuanyi supported his weak legs with his sword, carrying Xiao’er on his back, he moved toward the cave, one step deep, the next step shallow.

The snow was getting heavier and a thin layer had formed on Xiao’er’s back.

The cave was halfway up the mountain. After a great deal of effort to climb up, Shangguan Xuanyi collapsed onto the ground.

Yet, Xiao’er still lay on his back, completely undisturbed.

After catching his breath, Shangguan Xuanyi gently set Xiao’er down on the ground. He needed to check the cave first for any poisonous creatures.

Entering the cave, he found a nest of venomous snakes in hibernation. A family of three, sleeping peacefully.

Shangguan Xuanyi collected them all into his magical space.