THE EVIL PRINCE AND HIS PRECIOUS WIFE
Chapter 14 – First Meeting with Mr. Ouyang
A white light flashed before his eyes and a sharp sword aura with boundless intent to kill mercilessly came towards him!
Ye Yichen narrowed his eyes and quickly turned to the side to avoid any killing moves. He raised his head only to see Murong Xue's mouth curl up into a cold smile. He held a long sword that emitted a cold light. He swung the sword into the stance of the horses and slid towards him again; the pale-colored ribbon on his waist moved following the wind like a butterfly dancing gracefully.
He knows martial arts!
Ye Yichen's eyes emitted a shocked expression and then disappeared. His mouth grinned - rumors were just what people spread and guessed and he really believed it. How amusing. The gentle person everyone was talking about was all nonsense and contrived. This character was his true self, hidden in the Mansion and not revealed to anyone else.
A strange feeling formed in his heart but was suppressed quickly.
He looked at Murong Xue, staring in – after long interacting with her, even with his good eyesight, he did not manage to find the soft sword hidden in his waist. Disguise astounding.
However, women like to wear accessories around the waist. Even if one were to see something abnormal in his waist, they would think that it was only a unique accessory and would not link his ailing constitution with a murder weapon.
"You want to kill me!" Ye Yichen flicked his finger to push the soft sword of Murong Xue, coldly staring at him.
“You deserve it. Who asked you to go too far in your bullying!” Murong Xue replied coldly, the long sword in his hand pierced towards Ye Yichen's chest.
Ye Yichen flicked his finger to wave his sword, a complicated gaze formed under these eyes. He was familiar with the streets near the Capital. Ever since Murong Xue ran over to the cliff, not only was she unfamiliar with the road, she had also forced her. He assumed that his resistance and rebellion against him was due to the position and ego of the Marquis Household Mistress. If he forced her into a dead end, she would give up and secretly return to Prince Jing's Palace as his concubine!
After all, everyone was afraid of death. Facing death, and being given the choice to become the concubine of the Prince Jing Household, enjoying the wealth and prosperity that everyone envied, living her life in peace would be such a beautiful and kind thing.
But when Murong Xue stood in front of the cliff, he did not, as he had imagined, surrender to her, and plead with her, but had unsheathed his sword and mercilessly attacked her…
She'd rather be a killer than her concubine.
"Desir, swish, swish!" Three cold lights lit up and Ye Yichen's red wedding robe only had three pieces. The edge of the robe had even been cut off and flew into the air, spinning casually before drifting to the ground. Red, brighter than blood, signifies a tremendous mockery.
Ye Yichen looked at the broken wedding robe, his face was extremely black. After learning martial arts, very few people could approach him, let alone injure him. He had just used half of his skill and was distracted by his thoughts, letting Murong Xue boldly cut off his clothes!
What a confident little girl, taking advantage of her modesty and becoming more and more courageous. He had to rudely teach her a lesson and tell her that his little life was always in her hands! If he let her live, then she lives, if he wants her dead, then he must die!
A lightly clenched hand suddenly opened and an inner strength accumulated to form an invisible blade, lashing fiercely towards Murong Xue.
A powerful and dense murderous aura swept towards him with all intents to destroy everything. Murong Xue's eyes formed a rare seriousness These – are inner strength? The power of his attack must have been incredible. However, killing him was not easy either!
Looking at the unharmed Murong Xue, Ye Yichen's sharp eyes narrowed. Without the help of inner strength, and using only the sword, he had spread his inner strength. What a move! Is this the Murong family's swordsmanship? It deserves this reputation! How rarely did Murong Xue reveal the outstanding swordsmanship of the Murong family. Then he would give his all and fight with her!
The fingers under the wedding robe opened and closed and a burst of masculine and powerful wind was thrown out from under the sleeves of the great suit with the most accurate technique and fastest speed, and came towards Murong Xue from all directions!
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows. When he used the sword against Ye Yichen, it was actually not to kill him, but to injure him so that he would not care to force him to marry her. After all, everyone knew that Ye Yichen went to the cemetery to 'welcome him'. But she didn't want to be Prince Jing's concubine. If Ye Yichen were to die, the killer would be him. He was not afraid of death but he did not want to involve the nine generations of the Murong clan to be beheaded!
Moreover, he had just come to Qingyan and was in such a weak body. He could not even expend half of the power he had in the modern era. But Ye Yichen was very skilled in martial arts and had deep inner strength. Even if he wanted to kill her, he would not be able to do so.
His sword movements had previously tore off Ye Yichen's wedding robe. It didn't hurt him but it made him angry. Throw away so much inner strength – he is ready to kill him!
She was a weak woman with no inner strength and without much strength. But if Ye Yichen wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be easy either!
Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a small smile and he jumped two meters away, swinging his sword quickly!
Standing from Ye Yichen's perspective, he could clearly see – Murong Xue had been standing at the center point of the attack from her inner strength. A burst of silver light flew around him, protecting him tightly and banging his inner strength towards the huge boulder beside him.
"Ping, ping, ping!" A loud sound rang out, and pieces of stone flew over and the ground flew into the air, suffocating Murong Xue until she continued to cough. He quickly took a few steps back and waved his hand to break up the ground clouds.
A gentle breeze blew and the top of the cliff was much clearer. Ye Yichen's tall and straight silhouette appeared 5-6 meters away!
Murong Xue held onto that soft sword, her entire body wary, only to see it staring straight ahead, "Ouyang Shaochen!" The low voice did not show any expression, not letting anyone guess what he was thinking.
Murong Xue was startled and followed his gaze only to see that a huge stone measuring 3-4 meters had been smashed to a height of only one meter, revealing an octagonal pavilion. The pavilion had a stone table and chair and a young man sat in front of the stone table, holding a white chess piece. His eyes slightly lowered toward the chessboard on the stone table.
The man was wearing a long robe as white as snow, the material was smooth as water, and his snow-white arms swept across the surface of the blue stone, without a speck of dirt. His black silk hair was tied into a white crown and spread across his back.
Handsome black eyes slanted to his periphery and that handsome face was like a dream of a painting. His cold aura was like a desolate moon, like ice, like snow, carrying admiration in the hearts of people!
Murong Xue's cold eyes emitted a surprised expression. He had seen many types of handsome men in modern times. After coming to the ancient times, he also had the handsome looks of Murong Ye and Ye Yichen and was somewhat immune to handsome men. Yet the appearance of this man was so handsome that he could barely look away.
He is the heir of Lord Freedom, Ouyang Shaochen! According to rumors, she left the house of God when she was eight years old and had a mysterious teacher. Without much effort, the policy paper he wrote became famous; without much effort, the flute he blew people intoxicated in music. The general who had been instructed by him became invincible in battle and war. He also had a god-like presence!
Over the past ten years, he had traveled to many countries but very rarely stepped into the land of Qingyan. Why did he suddenly return to the Capital?