Perhaps due to a kind of intuition and instinct, although it didn’t sound especially threatening, and the tone was quite calm, Zhu Yu felt an inexplicable shiver down her spine upon hearing the Fake Castle Master say this, and a strong sense of unease suddenly rose within her.
Lu Qing shared this sentint.
Lu Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the Castle Master, her hand already placed on the hilt of the sword at her waist.
"What if it is, what if it’s not?" Lu Qing discreetly tightened her grip, ready to act at any mont.
"Hehe..." the Fake Castle Master let out a strange laugh, "since that’s the case, I’ll have to test it out myself!"
With that, he moved his body, flipping onto the wall. Although the movent seed effortless, it was full of montum, and the soldiers standing ready on the wall were instantly knocked down.
The dark figure flashed and disappeared by leaping down the tall wall.
Lu Qing hastily followed, jumping onto the wall and flipping inside, with Lu Yan right behind her.
Zhu Yu felt sowhat powerless at this mont; the wall was more than three ters high. Climbing over it wasn’t even within her strength, let alone jumping up and descending from the other side.
Fortunately, she wasn’t the only one who couldn’t jump over this wall.
"I know where the gate is, follow !" Yan Daoxin, who was standing beside her, tugged Zhu Yu’s sleeve, signaling her to stay close.
Although Lu Yan’s n couldn’t leap over in one go, stacking up and climbing over was still relatively easy for them.
But it was different for the villagers who stayed behind; even though they were quite young, they were ordinary people without any martial skills, and they were worried about how to follow. Seeing that Yan Daoxin knew where the gate was, they all decided to follow.
Fu Lu could have chosen to directly follow Lu Qing and climb over the wall, but he firmly rembered his responsibility was to protect Zhu Yu amidst the chaos, so he had to follow her along with Yan Daoxin, taking the route through the gate he knew.
The gate Yan Daoxin ntioned wasn’t far from here. As the group rushed and scrambled over, they entered a not-so-large courtyard where Lu Qing and Lu Yan were already engaged in combat with the Fake Castle Master.
Lu Yan’s style was broad and open, which was a bit challenging to execute in such a confined space, making him visibly anxious.
Lu Qing was much more agile than Lu Yan and was currently sparring with the Fake Castle Master, with runes assisting from the side.
Their attacks were fierce, forcing the Fake Castle Master into a defensive position with no room to counterattack.
The small courtyard was surrounded by Lu Yan’s subordinates and volunteered villagers, forming a scenario where the Fake Castle Master would have no chance of escaping unless he grew wings and flew away.
Watching Lu Qing and the runes gradually force the Fake Castle Master towards the depths of the courtyard, Lu Yan, who was anxiously unable to help much, couldn’t help but smile with relief.
But Zhu Yu, who stood behind, couldn’t help but frown.
Sothing’s wrong.
This is very wrong.
It appeared that the Fake Castle Master was solely intent on fleeing and, outnumbered, was forced to retreat step by step, seeming overly passive.
This kind of passive fighting and retreat had nothing to do with the question he had just asked.
However, nothing in this world is without reason; everything is caused by sothing.
The phrase "with so many people here now, they can’t all be brought by you, can they?" just now was definitely not said for nothing!
Zhu Yu felt that there was indeed deception involved, so without thinking much, she shouted, "Watch out, there’s a trick!"
Lu Qing imdiately heard Zhu Yu’s warning. She was already on high alert, guarding against everything. Unexpectedly, despite the Fake Castle Master appearing to be in retreating mode, his moves were tight and full of treachery, different from any opponent encountered before, making Lu Qing’s attacks seem fierce but actually being led by the nose and unable to focus on sothing else.
Being called back to rationality by Zhu Yu’s shout, Lu Qing quickly realized the problem, and with no hesitation, she pressed her feet on the ground, soared into the air, and thrust her sword forward, slicing through the night sky.
Seeing that Lu Qing had realized his true intent, the Fake Castle Master stopped pretending, swiftly turned, and charged towards a large tree in the courtyard.
His steps were fast, but Lu Qing’s attacks weren’t slow either, and the distance between them kept closing.
Finally, the tip of Lu Qing’s sword touched the Fake Castle Master’s rear shoulder, quickly tearing the fabric and embedding into the flesh, the sword tip erging from the front shoulder pit.
The force of this strike was great, making a muffled grunt escape the Fake Castle Master’s throat, but his pace didn’t slow down in the slightest, even speeding up a bit, charging straight under the big tree, grabbing a ball beneath the paw of a stone lion next to the tree, and twisting it before anyone could react.
In an instant, strands of blue smoke sprayed from under every eave.
"Hold your breath!" Lu Qing realizing the dire situation, shouted as she pulled out her sword, sealing her own breath.
The others, seeing the blue smoke, realized sothing was amiss, and quickly held their breath or instinctively stopped breathing.
The Fake Castle Master steadied himself, leaning half against the stone lion, one hand covering the injured shoulder. With his black clothes, nothing could be seen, but the blood seeping quickly through his fingers revealed his injury.
He was severely wounded by Lu Qing’s thrust.
However, at this mont, he appeared unhurried. Even though his face was completely covered by a curtain hat, revealing nothing, one could still sense his self-satisfaction.
Lu Qing and Lu Yan pointed their swords at the Fake Castle Master, needing to hold their breath, unable to make rash moves, but still fixed their eyes on him, not allowing any chance of escape.
Simultaneously, they had to be observant of those around, in fear of any sudden changes.
Seeing the smoke spreading more and more, the whole courtyard was enshrouded in a haze of blue smoke. For practitioners like Lu Qing, it was sowhat manageable, but for the ordinary soldiers and the willing villagers who stayed behind, it beca increasingly tough to hold their breath.
Soone soon couldn’t hold it any longer, exhaled the stale air from their chest with a puff, and instinctively took a deep breath, only to be choked by the blue smoke into coughing.
More and more people couldn’t hold their breath, even Zhu Yu was nearing her limit.
Finally, she couldn’t hold it anymore, and after exhausting the last bit of her breath, had to take a shallow inhale to avoid suffocating alive.
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