The carriage bumped along the road.
Outside, the sounds of the crowd were boisterous and lively.
Hearing the calls from outside, and with Bai Yu Feng no longer in his frenzy, Gu Qian Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Her body, which had been tense and rigid, finally relaxed.
She let out a sigh and leaned against the carriage curtain.
Watching the people coming and going outside.
Just then, a dark shadow shot up from high above in the distance, turning into an afterimage. Holding a flying dart, it sped towards Bai Yu Feng's carriage.
With a *whoosh*.
The flying dart traced an arc in the air.
With lightning speed, accompanied by a flash of fire, it cut through the sky and flew directly towards Gu Qian Ying.
Gu Qian Ying's dark eyes widened instantly.
Seeing the object barely a foot away.
With a thought, she channeled her spiritual energy, breaking the object in mid-air.
With a *crack*.
The object shattered into dust and dissipated into the air.
With a *thud*.
The carriage was forced to a halt. The driver was struck in the chest by a flying dart, spitting blood as he died.
A group of people wore chains on their hands.
Their fierce aura terrified the surrounding people, who fled in panic.
After a series of sharp cries.
The place was soon deserted.
Only their carriage remained, surrounded by the group of men in black.
Bai Yu Feng sat inside the carriage, his fingers lightly pressing the ring on his fingertip.
Gu Qian Ying frowned, looking back at Bai Yu Feng, her heart filled with confusion.
She did not know.
Whether this was a test or something else.
Bai Yu Feng's calmness was quite surprising.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Gu Qian Ying narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, speaking with surprise, "You don't seem afraid."
Bai Yu Feng smiled, his arm resting on Gu Qian Ying's waist. His gaze shifted, turning into an illusion.
The next moment, he was already amidst the crowd.
Gu Qian Ying instinctively clenched her fists.
Bai Yu Feng also asked Gu Qian Ying, "You don't seem afraid either, what does this mean?"
Gu Qian Ying quickly relaxed her hands.
Feigning panic, she said, "I'm just too scared, that's why. Young Master, you must protect me! I'm just afraid."
Bai Yu Feng let out a meaningful "Oh."
"You say you're scared?"
Gu Qian Ying blinked her innocent eyes, spread her palms, and smiled, "Yes! I'm very scared."
Bai Yu Feng snorted coldly.
"You say that very well!"
The two spoke as if no one else was around, enraging the group of men in black.
They drew their blades and immediately cursed.
"Do you two even take us seriously? Let me tell you! You will both die today."
Bai Yu Feng stood steadily, alone in the midst of the crowd.
He raised an eyebrow.
He said to someone in the shadows, "These people want to kill me, you deal with them."
"Yes!"
Instantly, from hidden spots nearby, several dark figures leaped out.
Their methods were extremely vicious.
With a single stroke of their blades, they slit the throats of the attackers.
The area was soon filled with a sinister aura, and the smell of blood hit Gu Qian Ying's nose.
Although the scene was bloody.
It was nothing new to Gu Qian Ying.
But to avoid revealing her identity to Bai Yu Feng, Gu Qian Ying could only feign a delicate demeanor, covering herself and coughing repeatedly.
Her eyes darted around as she said,
"Young Master, I'm not going to die, am I?"
Bai Yu Feng looked at her with amusement. "If you die! You will be buried with these people below. It should be your honor."
Gu Qian Ying almost rolled her eyes.
She could only take a deep breath and force a smile.
"Then I must truly thank you, Young Master."
As the two were speaking, one of the injured assassins, with a sudden surge of strength from nowhere.
Suddenly leaped up, shouting shrilly.
"I will surely kill you today."
His spiritual energy surged, and with his sharp blade, no one could stop him. He charged directly towards Gu Qian Ying's heart.
As the object drew closer.
Gu Qian Ying's eyes narrowed.
She could not expose her cultivation in front of Bai Yu Feng.
Otherwise, it would be a devastating blow to Gu Qian Ying.
Her body stiffened and she retreated, subtly dropping a silver needle from her sleeve.
She was gambling.
Whether Bai Yu Feng would save her!
Gu Qian Ying appeared panicked, her body trembling.
She felt her legs weaken and suddenly collapsed to the ground, frantically waving her hands, "Don't kill me."
Bai Yu Feng ignored her, standing in front of Gu Qian Ying.
He frowned.
Bai Yu Feng clearly remembered that on the day they first met.
Gu Qian Ying's skills were extraordinary.
How was it that now, facing these assassins, she had become afraid?
He was also waiting.
Waiting for the last moment.
But as the assassin's blade drew closer, only an inch away from Gu Qian Ying.
Bai Yu Feng's heart stirred.
He found himself completely unable to control his actions. With a sudden rush, his dark robe kicked up a cloud of dust.
With a blur of movement.
Another *crack*.
The assassin's bones were almost broken, and he was sent flying to the ground.
And in Bai Yu Feng's fingers.
A blade as thin as a cicada's wing was held.
He took a deep breath, finally throwing the blade to the ground in anger, cursing inwardly.
"Damn it, why did I save this woman?"
He looked at his palm with bewilderment.
But just now, it seemed he couldn't control himself?
Thinking of this, he found it ridiculous. She was just an ordinary woman, it was impossible.
Gu Qian Ying lay on the ground.
She blinked, the feigned panic she had put on instantly receding.
She looked at Bai Yu Feng with confusion.
He actually saved me?
The silver needle in Gu Qian Ying's fingertip had already begun to loosen. The previous distance was too dangerous. If it had truly pierced her heart.
Her years of cultivation would have been in vain.
So she wouldn't hold back.
She had to kill that assassin.
But circumstances changed, and Bai Yu Feng saved her.
As Gu Qian Ying was lost in thought, her hand supporting herself on the ground, she suddenly felt a sharp pain. The pain was so sudden that she gasped, trembling all over.
Bai Yu Feng came back to his senses.
He saw that Gu Qian Ying's arms and legs, due to the assassin's attack, were now all scraped and bloody, a gruesome sight.
He said,
"Coward."
Then he scooped Gu Qian Ying up by the waist and threw her into the carriage.
Gu Qian Ying cried out in pain, rubbing her sore spots.
"Young Master, could you be a little gentler?"
Bai Yu Feng didn't even look at her, turning and heading back out.
Gu Qian Ying pouted, looking enlightened. "I knew it, what good intentions could this person have?"