"The academy?"
Su Baiyi in the carriage heard the noise outside and glanced at the man in blue in front of him: "Why would someone from the academy come here..."
The man in green had a look of uneasiness in his eyes. He grabbed Su Baiyi's hand and uttered two words with great effort: "Take... me..."
"I'll take you away, of course. I've not only promised Master, but I've also promised that girl. Master said that we can disobey his words, but we must never lie to girls, especially pretty girls." Su Baiyi stepped forward and carried Qingyilang on his back, saying to him, "I'll take advantage of the chaos and rush out from the back in a while, so hold on tight."
"Okay." The man in blue breathed heavily.
Outside the carriage, the guard who fell to the ground climbed up and took off his raincoat. The remaining three guards also jumped off their horses, and the four of them stepped forward to surround Feng Zuojun.
"Four people coming together, not bad." Feng Zuojun was not panicked at all when faced with four people surrounding him, and was even a little... excited!
"Don't overdo it." The woman in the carriage warned.
"Don't worry, senior sister. The people from the four major families are all trash. Just look at that guy Xie Yuling and you will know. He is vulnerable." Feng Zuojun swung the bamboo sword in his hand and killed one of the guards.
Su Baiyi, who was in the carriage, heard the fighting sounds outside and said with a smile, "It's now." He kicked the wooden board at the back of the carriage away, and rushed into the rain curtain with the man in green on his back. However, he stopped after taking only two steps.
"I've long noticed that there is a breath in the carriage." A gentle voice sounded. Su Baiyi raised his head and saw a woman standing in front of them holding an oil-paper umbrella. The oil-paper umbrella drooped slightly, covering the woman's face.
"Senior Sister." Feng Zuojun shouted.
"You play your own games, leave this to me." The woman said lightly. She raised the umbrella slightly and was about to speak, but the person in white had already passed by her.
"Hold on to me, this guy's aura is very strong, I definitely can't beat him!" Su Baiyi said to the man in green behind him.
"Young man, your movements are very fast, but they still lack a little interest." Before Su Baiyi could finish his words, the woman appeared in front of him again.
"Damn it, then go faster!" Su Baiyi shouted, stepped back to the left, and passed by the woman again.
"This movement is..." The woman raised her oil-paper umbrella slightly, revealing a pair of clear eyes, "Walking a horse?"
"I'm using the Eightfold Horsemanship. I don't believe she can catch up with me!" Su Baiyi said proudly.
The man in green who had been leaning on Su Baiyi's back also breathed a sigh of relief, but then he widened his eyes and shouted in shock: "You! You! Who are you?"
"My name is Su Baiyi, and your name is Qingyilang. Do you think we are destined to be together?" Su Baiyi said with a smile as he ran.
When the man in green asked "Who are you", he naturally did not mean to ask Su Baiyi's name. He shouted in horror: "You are sucking my power!" He tried hard to take back his hands that were originally on Su Baiyi's shoulders, but his hands seemed to be sucked by Su Baiyi's body and he could not move at all. He could only let his internal power flow into Su Baiyi's body continuously.
"Yes, I am absorbing your power, but I am also saving you. Don't you realize that you had such difficulty in saying two words just now, but now you can scold me without even taking a breath?" Su Baiyi said helplessly.
"But... but this is me." The man in blue suddenly burst into tears, "This is my only chance."
"You still have many opportunities. All the opportunities you have in mind are to become famous and become the glory of the four major families, so that you can inherit the position of the head of the family in the future. But if you don't want to be the head of the family, but just want to have a wonderful life, then your opportunity is ahead." Su Baiyi stopped and looked at the woman standing under the eaves.
The woman's originally dim pupils finally brightened. She looked at the two people in front of her, feeling both pleasantly surprised and astonished, and was speechless for a moment.
"I promise you, I will bring him back." Su Baiyi proudly put the man in green off his back.
The man in green finally felt the force sucking him away, but he also had no internal strength left. He stood on the ground, staggered a few times and almost fell. The woman in plain clothes hurried forward to support him: "What's wrong with you?"
The man in green struggled to stand up with the help of the woman in plain clothes. He looked at Su Baiyi and said, "Only those who practice this martial art can absorb my inner strength. Otherwise, you would have died of internal energy. Alan, who is he?"
Before the woman could speak, Su Baiyi spoke first: "I am here on the orders of my master. My master's surname is Xie. The same as you - Xie!"
The man in green was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "How can anyone from our Xie family come to help me now? These idiots must be avoiding me, just like they did to Uncle Seventh back then."
"Yes. Don't you have a seventh uncle?" Su Baiyi turned his head and looked at the end of the long street. The woman just now was very skilled and could arrive at any time.
"Everyone knows that my seventh uncle is dead! What do you mean!" The man in green shouted angrily, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to grab Su Baiyi's shoulder. Su Baiyi turned around and stretched out a finger, flicked the man in green's forehead lightly, and then lowered his voice, as if deliberately imitating the tone of another person: "I have warned you since you were a child, strange books can be used to express spring, and long swords should not be lent to people of the time. Xie Xing, why are you so anxious!"
“You…” The man in green was pushed back a few steps by the finger. His eyes widened and his expression changed drastically, but he could only barely utter this one word before falling backwards. The woman called Alan took a step forward and carried the man in green on her back.
"I'll stay here first. You guys hurry out of the city through the secret passage in the house." Su Baiyi spoke quickly, as if he didn't want to say any more.
"Thank you, young master!" Alan understood what he meant and carried the man in blue on her back and walked into the house. But after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, then took out a scroll wrapped in brown paper from her arms and threw it back.
Su Baiyi took it and said thoughtfully: "He might be very angry when he finds out, and he might even kill you."
"It's okay." Alan smiled bitterly and walked into the house with the man in blue on his back.
"It's a sad farewell." Suddenly a sigh sounded on the roof.
Su Baiyi hurriedly put the scroll into his arms and said, "I have never met these two before. This separation is only natural. How can I say that I am sad?"
"Who's talking about you? I'm talking about the ambitious man in green. His departure means bidding farewell to his ambition to revive the Xie family and to the world he wanted to dominate. Tell me, am I sad or not?" The voice on the roof was tinged with regret.
The rain or sweat dripped down Su Baiyi's forehead: "Girl, when did you get here?"
"Of course I came with you." The girl stood on the eaves holding an oil-paper umbrella, and seemed to have no intention of coming down.
"I thought I was fast enough to get rid of you." Su Baiyi swallowed his saliva, "Young lady, your martial arts skills are so high, why don't you come down to stop us?"
"Like you, I was also asked by a friend named Xie to come here to rescue the man in blue. Since you have already rescued him, then I naturally have no reason to take action." The girl's voice was somewhat gentle.
Su Baiyi took a deep breath, but he didn't dare to believe what the woman said, so he asked tentatively: "Then girl, shall we say goodbye here?"
"Before you leave, I have one more thing to confirm." The woman took a step forward.
"What's the matter?" Su Baiyi held the sword at his waist tightly, his hands trembling slightly.
"This matter does not require your answer." The woman raised her oil-paper umbrella and jumped down from the eaves.
"Draw the sword!" Su Baiyi shouted angrily, pretending to draw the long sword at his waist.
Only one style!
Only one chance!
Right now!
Su Baiyi looked up, but only saw a purple dress fluttering in the wind.
A soft hand suddenly pressed down Su Baiyi's hand, and then the hand gently pulled back with a swish sound - time seemed to stand still in an instant.
When Su Baiyi came to his senses, the woman was already standing in the heavy rain with her back to him, holding an umbrella. In her left hand, there was a sword.
Su Baiyi reached out and wiped the rain off his face, and finally muttered to himself: "This is terrible, this is terrible, this is terrible, I won't die here, will I?"
The woman raised the long sword in her hand and shook it lightly, shaking off the rain on the sword in an instant, and the two words on the sword finally became particularly clear and visible.
“Jun Yu,” the woman murmured in a low voice.
Su Baiyi looked at the empty scabbard and was about to cry. Even if he could return alive, he would be beaten to death if he lost the sword given by his master.
"We will meet again." The woman threw the sword in her hand into the air. The sword spun in the air and finally fell back into the scabbard in Su Baiyi's hand. Then the woman walked forward with an umbrella in her hand.
"Miss... are you acquainted with my master?" Su Baiyi asked courageously.
"My last name is Nangong." The woman didn't turn around, but just replied with an ambiguous sentence.
Su Baiyi stood in the rain for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion, angrily saying: "It must be another romantic debt!" He turned around to get the bookcase, but saw another figure flash past the corner.