Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 172 Young General: It's getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already winter

The candlelight on the bow was dim in the fog, like the fascinating will-o'-the-wisp in the legend. The strong smell of blood hung in the nostrils. Looking around, there was only a gray and bloody haze.

The young man's face was stained with blood as he stood among a group of corpses. The big knife in his hand flashed a cold light, his black hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were like cold stars splashing with blood, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, making people unable to help but tremble with fear.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking nonchalantly at Zhou Zhi and Li Dahua who were lying on the ground. When Zhou Si arrived, his big knife was heading towards Zhou Zhi's neck, but was stopped by Zhou Si. The knife deviated half an inch and landed on Zhou Zhi's shoulder.

Zhou Si's face looked a little ugly. They had guessed that the young man's martial arts skills were very high, but they never thought that it was so terrifying. Even in this foggy weather that they were very familiar with, the opponent was not at a disadvantage.

His brother's martial arts skills were already among the best, but even after joining forces with Li Dahua, they were still defeated.

"kill him."

Zhou Zhi put his hand over his shoulder and looked at the wound that was so deep that the bone was visible in shock. The scene of the bandit suppression campaign more than ten years ago appeared before his eyes again.

Just like today, the slogan is to suppress bandits.

At that time, his surname was still Shen. His father had worked for the court all his life, hiding from place to place and living a miserable life in Longhu Mountain. He did nothing, but in the end he became a bandit despised by everyone.

Zhou Zhi gradually developed a look of madness. The lantern on the bow of the boat slammed onto the deck with a thud and instantly caught fire, stained with blood. The flickering candlelight that was burning brightly reflected in his eyes, making him confused and crazy.

He whispered, "Kill him, Shen Yu, kill him."

Zhou Si was caught off guard when he heard this distant name, and his hand holding the machete trembled for no reason.

He took a deep breath, and his rough, broad hands grasped the hilt of the knife again. The faint candlelight illuminated his face, and his lips were tightly pursed, making people feel a little sad for no reason.

Thursday did not move until the lantern on the ground burned out completely and everything fell into darkness.

He was no match for Changqing. He just glanced in the direction of his elder brother and signaled Dahua to take his elder brother away. The big knife quickly split a boat in half, and the river water rushed up.

Chang Qing had no choice but to transfer to another boat. However, as soon as he got on board, he smelled an unusual smell. Before he had time to figure out what it was, Zhou Si came over again with a knife in hand.

But this time, the knife in Changqing's hand pierced Zhou Si's chest fiercely, and the blood in his heart gushed out instantly.

Chang Qing pulled out the knife with a cold face, leaving a bloody hole in Zhou Si's chest. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the wound on his chest, feeling his life force quickly slipping away, and then his body fell limply.

Finally, he picked up the kerosene lamp beside him and threw it not far away.

Thursday was lying on the deck, facing the hazy sky, but there was thick fog and the cold stars could not be seen above the fog. He felt a little regretful.

The next second, a huge explosion occurred on the ship. People around were blown away by the scorching waves, and the adjacent ship was also burning with flames.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu..." Zhou Zhi started crying as he looked at the exploded ship. Bewilderment was reflected in his cruel eyes. He cried miserably, and the blood from the wound on his shoulder had already formed a pool on the ground.

Chun Heming had just dealt with a bandit and was calmly putting his sword back into the scabbard when he heard a huge explosion behind him and turned around with a look of horror.

"Xu Jin Huan."

He only saw the flames rising into the sky, as if burning away the thick white fog around it.

On the river surface under Longhu Mountain, I could see the night scene in the sky for the first time. The crescent moon was like frost, and the stars were like the light of the sky pouring down. The strong smell of blood and the pungent kerosene were intertwined. The wooden board was still burning even though it was floating in the water, and the last bit of fire was slowly swallowed up by the river surface.

Chun Heming's face was pale, and his right hand was tightly holding his favorite fan, which was shaking constantly.

"Where's Xu Jinhuan?"

"Tell me where the hell Xu Jinhuan went?"

Shu Yijin was knocked unconscious by Zhou Si and hid away. He was awakened by the violent explosion. Seeing everyone staring blankly at the exploding ship, he stumbled over and grabbed Chun Heming's collar, his eyes bloodshot, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Didn't you say there were no accidents? Where the hell did Xu Jinhuan go..."

Shu Yijin was frantically looking for Chang Qing everywhere, crying as he searched.

"Xu Jinhuan, get out of here! Aren't you awesome? Aren't you powerful? Don't you like to meddle in other people's business? I'm telling you, if you don't come out, I'll ride my horse around the capital every day, robbing decent women on the streets."

"I, I'm going to piss you off to death..."

They searched for a whole day and night but could not find any trace of Chang Qing. The ship was full of kerosene, which was Longhu Mountain's last resort in case they could not get rid of Chang Qing.

The news of Changqing's death quickly spread to the capital. After hearing the news, Yihuan's body trembled violently, and she dared not tell Nangong Yunran the news.

Nangong Yunran heard some noise outside when she was in the Queen's Palace. She wanted to ask others what happened, but the palace servants avoided her when they saw her.

After returning to the palace, he saw Yihuan coming in with a pale face, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart: "Yihuan, what happened?"

"Princess." Yihuan hesitated to speak.

Nangong Yunran's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Yihuan's arm in panic, his tone suddenly becoming extremely stern: "What happened? I just heard General Xu's name faintly coming from outside, is it..."

Nangong Yunran's hands were shaking the whole time. The moment he saw Yihuan nod, he felt as if struck by lightning. The world was spinning, and everything in front of him was dark. He couldn't see clearly.

"Princess, there's news from Wancheng that General Xu was tricked by bandits. The bandits used a whole ship of kerosene, and General Xu happened to be on the ship."

Nangong Yunran suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his throat seemed to be held by someone's hand and he couldn't make any sound. His fingers were tightly grasping Yihuan, and when he wanted to say something, his body fell limply, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Princess, someone come, quickly call the imperial physician." Yihuan caught Nangong Yunran's fallen body and hurriedly called other palace maids to call the imperial physician.