Chapter 102: I am really good at catching eyes!

"It's true that the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

"Hey, you are a blind man with a lot of words. If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck—"

The leading man didn't care at first, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the cold light in Ling's hand. A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped his whole body, "Wait a minute!"

"big……?"

The man watched the bright knife light pass across his man's neck. The next second, bright red blood splashed into the air, and under the refraction of the sunlight, it looked like delicate flowers blooming out of thin air.

However, before he could think about it, he felt a chill on his neck. As his vision rose, Ling's gentle voice also reached his ears -

"Although I know from your conversation that you are very troublesome, and I don't want to get into trouble, but please let me let go of those who want to kill me..."

As the bodies of the people fell to the ground, stirring up a little dust, Ling shook off the blood on his staff and knife with an indifferent expression, "Sorry, I don't have such a good temper."

The Yatagarasu on the tree tilted his head and looked at the bodies that fell to the ground. "Isn't this quite weak? And isn't the master still involved in trouble?"

"Yes, troubles always come in an endless stream." Ling put the cane knife back into the sheath and sighed, "But since we are involved, we must do it cleanly... Yata, thank you for your help."

"I understand."

After hearing the flapping sound of the wings, Ling fumbled for the powder to attract the wild beast and sprinkled it on the bodies of several people. Then, without staying for too long, he picked up the scattered luggage and ran in the direction where the Yatagarasu flew away.

……

pain.

It really hurts.

Whether it was the skin scratched by branches while running, the soles of her feet stepping on the rugged rocks, or the lungs feeling like they were being pricked by needles due to excessive breathing, all kinds of pain mixed together and made her feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

But she couldn't cry, because if she cried she wouldn't be able to see the way forward clearly, and she would be caught and killed by the assassins...but she didn't want to die.

She didn't understand why this happened to her. It was her father who wanted to take her and her mother home, and she just wanted to be with her parents, but why?

Why do those brothers and sisters hate me and my mother so much? My father has so many wives, why do I and my mother have to be treated like that? Is it because they are from humble backgrounds? If that's the case, just say it directly! They will leave, why do you have to kill them?

"Damn it, a bastard is a bastard, he can really run!"

"Really, Your Highness Zhenquan, can't you understand and let us stop struggling?"

"That's right. We will do it quickly. You will feel little pain, just like your mother."

Listening to those malicious voices, Zhenquan gritted her teeth and tried to move her legs, which had already begun to numb. The blind warrior could have saved her just now. He could have helped her...

But...she had no reason to let the other party take action.

But she doesn’t want to die, she really doesn’t want to die... So anyone, really anyone, please come and save her.

Although a person's strong will at a certain moment can stimulate the potential of the body, there is a limit to how much it can be stimulated. Zhenquan, who had been running for a whole morning, finally reached his limit. He lost his footing and his whole body tilted, rolling down the slope.

Zhenquan struggled to get up, lowered his head and looked at the wound on his hand that was stained by dirt and rocks, tears finally overflowed from his eyes, [I am so tired, really so tired... My whole body hurts, I don't want to run anymore, or how can I run away? Just like this, let it end like this, if I die, I won't have to suffer...]

"Oh my, your highness finally stopped running. From this morning till now—" The tall man cut off the branches and strode towards where Zhenquan was, "It's really easy for us to chase him."

"Okay, stop wasting time with this little bastard, kill him quickly and report back - my brother still has a blind man's body to deal with."

Looking at the malicious smile on the man's face, Zhenquan could not help but retreat in panic, but after several attempts he sobbed because of the pain on his body and could only watch in despair as the other party raised his long knife.

[Didn’t mom say that the gods would protect the world? Am I in this situation because I was abandoned by the gods? ]

But just as the long sword was about to fall, a swift black shadow quickly swept across the man's arm, leaving a string of blood, and the long sword in his hand fell because of the pain.

"Ah! This damn bird!"

Zhenquan couldn't help but open his eyes wide and chase the black shadow - was it a god? Did the god hear his prayer and send a messenger to save her?

"Okay, forget about that beast, kill this little bastard first."

Looking at the person approaching him, Zhenquan gritted his teeth and climbed up, trying his best to continue running away, but the distance between the two was too close. Zhenquan only took a few steps when the other party grabbed his hair and pulled him back.

But almost at the same time she was pulled up, the man cried out in pain. Zhenquan watched the crow fly away again, with a piece of rotten thing in each of its claws.

【what is that? 】

Zhenquan didn't even bother to struggle for a moment. He just looked up blankly at the man who was grabbing his hair. It was not until he saw the two bleeding holes on the man's face that he realized belatedly what the crow was holding in its claws.

Seeing the crow swooping down again, Zhenquan couldn't help but let out a small cry and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

She felt the man's hand that was holding her hair suddenly loosen, and he cursed the crow with obscenities, but the man stopped abruptly the next moment, replaced by the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Zhenquan carefully opened his fingers a little, wanting to see what was going on. But when he saw the person standing behind him, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, "You, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh my... I can't help it. Who told them to attack a harmless blind man like me?" Ling shook off the blood on his cane and knife, with a helpless smile on his lips, "In order to protect myself, I have to take action."