Song in the World

Chapter 8

He bowed to Zhao Guangyi calmly, and the man followed Zhao Guangyi's words and agreed with a "hmm". Zhao Guangyi turned and left with relief. Looking at Zhao Guangyi's back, the man sneered and turned into the back hall.

In the woods, Zhao Guangyi was carrying his sword with him. He walked in the woods at a high speed. This was the only way to return to the city. The camping camp was in the south of 15,miles away from Chengcheng. He rode over there. But today, his horse did not know how to lie on the ground and did not move. He had nothing important to do, so he simply walked back to the city and took it as a physical exercise. The journey of many years of marching and fighting was nothing for him.

Zhao Guangyi was walking in the woods when he suddenly stopped. With a cold flash in his eyes, he gripped his sword even tighter. It seemed that there was some movement in the woods. Just when Zhao Guangyi was trying to find the source of the sound, a cold light flashed on his right side and cut through the air with a sharp weapon. Zhao Guangyi quickly turned around and escaped the attacker's attack. As soon as he stood on the ground, several figures fell from his side, counting exactly eight people.

What's more, every one of them looked fierce, wearing a black night suit with a mask and holding a long sword in their hands. It was not difficult to see that these people were all top-notch martial artists. Zhao Guangyi sneered. That woman really thought highly of him. They were all first-class professional killers, so the price must be high. If they spent so much money to kill him, it seemed that they really hated him to the core and were determined not to let him go.

As he was thinking so, a man behind him seized the opportunity to attack Zhao Guangyi with a long sword. Zhao Guangyi assumed a stance and began to fight with him. For a moment, there were so many people that it was hard to see their fighting postures.

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When two masters fought, it was the same. Within a few movements, the winner could be determined. Although these eight men were top professional killers and climbed out of the dead, Zhao Guangyi did not have the slightest advantage. Because Zhao Guangyi's master was a contemporary martial arts master who had taught him since childhood. In addition, he was not a spoiled and pampered Royal Highness in many years in leading troops. There were countless dead souls under the sword. If his martial arts were willing to devote himself to Jianghu, he could easily be held in his arms instead of being the Host of the Martial Arts Union in the court. It was a pity that he was born in the royal family, so he would not enter Jianghu.

The fight was quite fierce. Was it possible that the trees beside him were all cut off? In less than a moment, the winner had been decided. Five out of eight killers had been hit down by Zhao Guangyi and had lost their fighting ability. The remaining three men were still pestering Zhao Guangyi to fight hard. Victory was imminent. However, Zhao Guangyi, who was fighting, suddenly felt his qi and blood stagnate. He stopped fighting slightly and his arm was slit. Blood gushed out immediately. Zhao Guangyi felt dizzy and extremely uncomfortable. The alarm in his mind rang. He knew that he must have eaten something poisonous, so he acted like this. It turned out that they had planned it for a long time. However, now it was not the time to blame whose question it was. The top priority was to quickly kill the three men. Otherwise, if he did not solve the problem and fainted, he would be doomed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guangyi's eyes were full of fierceness, and his whole body exuded a kind of horrible hostility. The sword in his hand was shining brilliantly, and his sword pierced through the body of the man in black in front of him, then he pulled it out quickly.

When the other man in black saw that Zhao Guangyi had suddenly launched an attack, he knew that Zhao Guangyi might have cut off all means of retreat because of the drug effect. He knew that the opportunity had come, so he tried his best.

Waving the broadsword in his hand, he hacked at Zhao Guangyi. At this time, Zhao Guangyi was busy dealing with another man in black who was not dead yet.

He looked at someone who was chopping at him, and he hacked off the arm of the person who was fighting against him with a fierce sword, trying to block the offensive of the person. However, the medicine in his body attacked violently at this time, which made Zhao Guangyi's movements become slow. He was stabbed in the chest accidentally. The blood immediately soaked his black robe and messed up his luxurious clothes. The intense pain made Zhao Guangyi, who was about to faint, sober. Zhao Guangyi held the sword in his hand and stabbed the person to death before the person on the other side. Finally, the sword fell to the ground due to exhaustion. Everything became blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to see a white figure. A man wearing embroidered shoes appeared in front of him. Zhao Guangyi reached out to grab the foot with his last strength. He cried out weakly and lost consciousness. Before losing consciousness, Zhao Guangyi faintly heard the woman's frightened scream. The voice was crisp, pleasing, and also a bit familiar. Who was it?

When Zhao Guangyi woke up, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the roof made of logs. The strong light made him feel a little uncomfortable. He slightly squinted his eyes. When he got used to the light, Zhao Guangyi tried to sit up. The sharp pain in his chest made him frown slightly. He looked down at his body and found that his black robe had disappeared. He was only wearing a white inside coat.

The touch from his body told him that his chest injury had been wrapped up, and even the wound on his arm had been well wrapped up. He breathed a slight sigh of relief. Zhao Guangyi knew that he had been saved, so he looked up and began to observe the surroundings. The decoration in the house was very simple, and the place was not very large either. However, although the sparrow had a complete five internal organs, and there was a tiger skin and a bow and arrow hanging on the wall, it was not difficult to see that this was the hunter's home. The stove on one side was steaming hot and making a sound. The smell of food came through, making Zhao Guangyi, who had not eaten for a day and two nights, hungry. "Are you awake?"

A familiar voice sounded at the door. Zhao Guangyi looked up and asked, "Why is it you?"

What a coincidence! It turned out to be the woman who escaped the marriage. It was the third time they had seen each other, wasn't it?

"Yes. What a coincidence! If I remember correctly, this will be our third meeting," said Zhao Guangge, holding a steaming bowl of herbal medicine as she danced to the singer. She admitted that she was walking in the woods outside the city in a white coat in the middle of the night. Those who did not know would be scared to death upon seeing her, and she was also assuming that she was pretending to be a Huangfuzi. But she still wanted to say that she had not done it on purpose. Old Madam Wu had just passed away, and she wanted to serve her kind grandmother well. So she bought a white dress when she was still outside Mr. Wang's wedding dress and accessories. To her surprise, she did not frighten anyone, and instead, she was frightened by them. When Zhao Guangyi grabbed her foot, her heart nearly jumped out of her mouth. She screamed in shock, and only after yelling out loud did she see what was happening in front of her. She swore that it was the first time in her two lives that she had seen so many dead people.

This was a big blow to her, who had been taught so much life since she was a child. There were a total of nine people. Only the person in front of her was still alive, and the rest were all dead. In fact, Wu Zhaoge was very scared, but even if he was afraid, he couldn't just let her die. What's more, the person in front of him was the man who had saved her twice in succession.

So she helped the unconscious man, and finally dragged him here with great effort. Then she went into the city to find a doctor again and again. It had been a day after all this. It was the third morning. The man who had been in a coma for a day and two nights finally woke up. "It's the third time to meet you. Did you save me?"

When Zhao Guangyi saw Wu Zhaoge in a white dress, he was almost sure that it was Wu Zhaoge who had saved him, because he clearly remembered the white figure he had seen before he was in a coma. It was as eye-catching as it was in the dark night. But he still asked, "I am the only one here. It's not me who saved you. Do you still expect the gods to save you?"

Hearing Zhao Guangyi's question, Wu Zhaoge rolled his eyes and said grumpily. God knew how much effort she had put into saving him. Her arms were still sore and her legs were still weak!

She had never suffered like this since she was a child, and she had never done this for anyone else!

"Thank you." Zhao Guangyi looked at the face powderless in a plain white dress, as fresh and refined as the fairy's dance that was about to come to the world. He sincerely expressed his gratitude and did not care about the impoliteness between the words of the dance.

If someone else had spoken to him like this, he would have been dragged out and killed for disrespecting Prince Jin. How could he still be sitting in front of him, perfectly fine and sound?

"You don't have to be polite with me. You have saved me, so I saved you, which means that I have repaid you. We are even now. You drink this medicine quickly, and then I will take food for you. You have been in a coma for a day and two nights, and you should be very hungry." What Wu Zhaoge was unwilling to do all her life was to owe others, but the man in front of her owed him a lot. Originally, she wanted to find a chance to pay back, but she did not expect this opportunity to come so soon. It was also a good thing. "Is the wound on my body dressed by you?"

Zhao Guangyi did not know why, but he just trusted this woman who he had only met three times, so he drank the herbs she gave him without asking. But he was more interested in who bound the wounds on his body. If it were the woman in front of him, he would be very happy to see her. "You can rest assured. It is not me who bandaged the wound for you but the doctor. The doctor said that you were hurt badly, so you'd better not move and rest for a few days." He would not look at his body. Was she afraid of "the doctor"?