Chapter 75: Luo Tian's Calamity 5

  Looking at the black-clothed man flying towards himself in the distance, Nalan Xinnuo's heart sank.

  These people are incredibly fierce. They've been approaching her the whole time without making a single sound. And their lightness skills are so impressive. They don't have an ounce of fear or hesitation. They're all highly skilled warriors who view death as a return home.

  They stared at Nalan Xixi tightly and rushed over. It seems that someone wants to drive her out completely.

  Nalan Xixiao suddenly jumped up, pulled out a long whip from her waist and ran in the opposite direction of Dugu Han. The black-clothed people had a clear target and followed her as she ran away from the courtyard.

  The solitary figure of the cold and distant one stopped abruptly outside the pavilion.

  On the palace building, a white figure hid in the dark night. They came with Nalan Xinnuo and have been here ever since, never leaving.

  A moment of silence. Only a whooshing sound was heard. A figure flashed on the palace wall. Suddenly, the tiles on the top of the palace building shattered and splashed everywhere. The white figure dodged again and landed in front of Dugu Han.

  Dugu Han looked at the white figure kneeling in front of him, behind whom another person was hiding. However, the two were inseparable and almost merged into one entity. Their martial arts skills were impressive, and even though they were several meters away from him, he could still feel the oppressive aura emanating from their powerful internal energy.

  However, they knelt down in front of him with great respect, without any intention of making a move.

  Du Gu's eyes were coldly fixed on them, but his ears were focused on the sound of fighting not far away. Nalan Xianyu was gaining the upper hand.

  At this time, the white shadow opposite him reached into his bosom and pulled out a piece of white jade. Although the white jade was one entity, it could be divided into two pieces, emitting a faint white glow in the dark night.

  Dugu Cold's body trembled slightly.

  Double Dragon Jade Pendant

  Dugu Yan and Dugu Qiu's Double Dragon Jade Pendant.

  "The Crown Prince." White Shadow presented a jade pendant with both hands. A faintly audible voice carried a hint of excitement.

  He heard a voice as faint as autumn wind, seemingly there yet not quite there. Du Gu Han was taken aback.

  It's them.

  The former Saint Jin's number one killer, was the personal bodyguard of Saint Jin's master Dugu City. They had always been elusive and invisible, even he had only heard of them but never seen them. However, there was once when he unintentionally overheard them reporting intelligence to Dugu City.

  There is no sound at all. It's just a faint and eerie whisper, unique and one-of-a-kind.

  It was said that they had died in battle along with Dugu Qiu and others, but unexpectedly met here today.

  Dugu Han did not go to pick up the jade pendant. His cold face looked even more frigid under the moonlight. Suddenly, Nalan Xianyu let out a low hum from a distance away. Dugu Han's body trembled. He had originally intended to get up and go over, but only then realized that his right leg had long since lost all sensation.

  A faint gloom flashed across his eyes, and his face grew even colder.

  Nalan Xixiao counterattacked with a whip, but the person dodged it. They seemed to be familiar with Nalan Xixiao's moves, knowing his skills inside out. The eleven people coordinated seamlessly and moved extremely fast, constantly closing in on Nalan Xixiao and rendering his long whip useless.

  Nalan Xixiao watched as the black-clad men continued to chase after her, a cold smile spreading across her face. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks. The several black-clad men's expressions froze for a moment, but they showed no fear and charged forward head-on.

  There was only a "swish" sound. A short sword reflected a dazzling silver light under the moonlight. Several black-clad men's bodies stiffened slightly.

  Nalan Xixi turned around and swiftly passed through the crowd, with a few "cracking" sounds echoing in the silent palace corridor. Several severed arms fell to the ground, causing the black-clad people to stop in their tracks in shock.

  Nalan Xianuo stood still, gazing at the few people in front of her with a smile that was not quite a smile. Suddenly, the few people let out miserable cries and fell to the ground. They had lost their arms, and their shoulders were spurting hot blood.

  Under the mournful cry, several black-clad men retreated in shock again. In the middle of their team, a few people's heads suddenly tilted and fell to the ground with a terrifying thud. Their bodies still stood there, with blood gushing out of their headless necks, extremely frightening.

  Just now, the eleven-man team that was in perfect sync suddenly only had five people left. Those five people looked at the bizarre scene in front of them with terror, slowly backing away.

  They were fighting smoothly just now, but they didn't know that Nalan Xixi was pretending to retreat in order to lure them away.

  They had killed countless people in their lives and seen all sorts of masters, but such a cruel and bizarre swordsmanship was something they were seeing for the first time. They looked at each other in dismay, considering retreat.

  Nalan Xixi sneered coldly and calmly put away his long whip and short sword. "You want to leave."

  Under the icy tone was a thick murderous intent. Several people turned their heads to look back, all of them trembling heavily.

  Dark red light armor on top, a pair of cold eyes like a wolf in the dark night, sharp as a sword blade below, is the intention to slaughter and bloodthirsty. Moonlight sprinkles on her pale face, but at this moment it looks like a fierce and ruthless Asura. Cold, merciless.

  The five people who originally wanted to retreat were stiff all over at this moment and couldn't take a step forward.

  "Who sent you?" Like a grim reaper's voice of death, cold and unyielding.

  Five people subconsciously opened their mouths. However, the remaining sanity made them swear to guard their last loyalty with their lives.

  A "whoosh" sound, like the sound of a sword slicing through the wind. They didn't even see Nalan Xixi's movement clearly. Suddenly, nothing was in front of them. The two people beside them froze. The sound of fabric tearing and skin splitting filled their ears. The two people crashed to the ground. The remaining three people turned pale and stood still, not moving.

  What's in front of me isn't human. Not even the Asura hell is enough to describe her cruelty. Once she kills and sees blood, she seems to no longer be herself. The evil spirit that can't be shaken off from her eyes makes her involuntarily cold-blooded and cruel.

  Nalan Xixi raised her eyes to look at the three people with pale faces and stiff bodies. As soon as their eyes met, the three of them thudded to the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. "It's Ling Wang, it's Ling Wang... please don't kill me, don't kill..."

  The last three people fell in a pool of blood.

  Nalan Xixi turned around, her body slightly trembling.

  In front, Dugu Han sat in his wheelchair, Suoming Wuchang standing beside him. Under the moonlight, his face was as calm and cold as ever, but those cold eyes trembled slightly when they met Nalan Xixi's gaze filled with intense killing intent.

  Nalan Xixi's face quickly dissipated the killing intent like a receding tide. Her fingers lightly curled up, and the few sword winds she had just released made her fingers slightly numb. The surrounding air was filled with a bloody aura.

  Looking at Du Guhan's slightly surprised eyes, Nalan Xianuo suddenly didn't want to look at him. He was like a spotless snow lotus, while she was a killer with bloodstained hands. A nameless unease and sadness made her turn away.

  "It's getting late. The prince should get some rest."

  Having said that, she turned around and was about to leave.

  "Shhh...". The dense and muffled footsteps suddenly sounded. Especially striking in the quiet of the night.

  Nalan Xixi slightly furrowed her brow. How dare Huangfu Ling be so presumptuous! He actually ordered the three hundred people who were originally prepared for the imperial ceremony to come and kill just one person, her. Humph, he was overestimating her importance.

  So unscrupulous, even afraid of Nan Gong Jin's discovery. It seems that he has made up his mind to take her life.

  Three hundred people are getting closer and closer. However, on the pitch-black palace path, there is still no one in sight.

  Nalan Xixi coldly ordered, "Escort the prince back to the palace."

  "Let's go together." Cold. Firm.

  "Please, Your Highness..." Nalan Xixi's expression slightly froze.

  "You still owe me a life, now take me away." Dugu Han knew that only this way would she have no reason to refuse. But after speaking, the desolation in her heart grew thicker. He could keep her by his side, but all that was left of her feelings for him was guilt.

  Nalan Xixi was silent for a moment. The footsteps in the distance were getting closer. Deep in the palace, a row of figures rushed out of the darkness.

  "Master, you go first." Xun Tian spoke up, a rare occurrence for him. With that said, he flew towards the group.

  Suddenly, the footsteps in the distance grew fainter. The people who were originally rushing towards them suddenly retreated in unison. Nalan Xian's heart sank, and he secretly cried out that something was amiss.

  No wonder they came so openly and loudly in this direction, completely disregarding whether they would be discovered or not, making such a commotion as if intentionally trying to let people know they were coming. This was their plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

  As expected, however, in an instant, several groups of black-clad men appeared on the palace walls again. They were silent and stealthy, like ghosts moving through the darkness. They leapt down from the palace walls, drew their long swords, and rushed forward.

  With a "whoosh" sound, a silver needle flew past Nalan Xianyu's ear and shot straight towards the black-clad man. Several black-clad men were caught off guard and didn't have time to dodge. One of them was pierced by the silver needle and fell to the ground. His body quickly rotted away under the toxin of the silver needle.

  Nalan Xinnuo's eyes widened slightly as she turned her head to look at Dugu Han. However, Nalan Xinnuo's body suddenly became light, and in the blink of an eye, she had already leaped onto the palace wall. Dugu Han tightly grasped her hand, his center of gravity unstable, relying on her for support.

  She felt a pang in her heart, wrapped her arms around his waist and supported his body.

  The black-clad men below saw that the two were about to escape and rushed over in pursuit. Dugu Han said softly, "Don't fight back."

  In the distance, another wave of experts came rushing towards them. Nalan Xianyu nodded and wrapped her arms around Dugu Han's waist, tightly grasping his hand as she flew off into the moonlight.

  He sprinted all the way. Dugu Hansheng's right leg was weak and he was slightly panting. Nalan Xinnuo slowed down his speed.

  In the palm of his hand, Du Guhan's palm was a bit cold. He gently grasped her hand, indicating that he was fine. Nalan Xianuo bit her lower lip and quickened her pace.

  Ran all the way to the palace gate. The guard at the Nalan Xianyu palace gate shouted loudly, "There's an assassin! Inform the Silver Armor Knights!"

  The guards saw the future empress holding hands with Dugu Taizi and running out of the palace. They hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to delay and immediately ran to inform the Silver Armor Knights. The leading guard shouted: "Follow me to protect the king."

  The guards were suddenly busy. Nalan Xianuo was taken aback, turned around, and saw a tall black figure standing on the palace building, gazing intently. Dugu Han lowered his eyes. "Don't mind me."

  Nalan Xixi didn't open her eyes, tightened the hand that was wrapped around Dugu Han's waist, mounted a horse and galloped towards the depths of the street. On the palace building, Nan Gongyin looked at their departing figures with an icy expression.