The Ghost of Fog
Chapter 233. Fate Damn Miss Zhang
Zhang Qiaofeng walked leisurely as he entered the forest area outside the capital. He walked as if he was unaware that there were several pairs of eyes watching him with murderous gazes.
His feet walked one by one without horses or the slightest vigilance, his hands waving limply like a common man walking, not the way of a warrior walking. Seeing this, the scouts hiding behind the shadow were even more confused and vigilant.
Zhang Qiaofeng occasionally turned his head to the right and left, but his mouth still remained silent. Up to about an hour walk, he was finally impatient as well and heard his voice insinuating.
"Well, the atmosphere is very comfortable, not hot nor cold. But wonder, why are there so many mosquitoes?" he said, shaking his hands in all directions.
"Damn it....!" furious at someone from the supervisors.
Then he signaled to his comrades and the next second, ten black-clothed people snatched from behind a shrub of trees.
"End your history, beautiful lady!"
"Yahoo!!"
Swords, machetes and sticks rained down on Zhang Qiaofeng who was still calm. Someone who realized that Zhang Qiaofeng would dodge soon, immediately jumped up and thrust his spear from up there. Swooping down like a garuda finding prey.
"There's no escape Zhang Qiaofeng anymore!" shouted the spear-armed man from up there.
"I didn't say I was gonna run!"
The girl then lowered her body and rotated the kick to three hundred and eighty degrees. With her slender legs flattened her nine confinement ankles and made them tumble back and forth.
As fast as lightning he had already risen to his feet and pointed his palm upwards.
"I welcome you!"
The spear slid swiftly and precisely hit Zhang Qiaofeng's palm. But how shocked the attacker was when his hand felt as if it had pierced a soft cotton swab.
Before her shock dissipated, this Miss Zhang clutched the tip of the spear and slammed it down with her.
"Akhc!!" the man vomited blood and broke his spine.
"Who are you?!"
This cry of Zhang Qiaofeng had no answer but the snapping and shrieking sounds of the weapons that had returned crashing. This girl thumped her lips and moved her accomplices.
"Aahh-Uaahh-Aagghh!"
One by one they bounced for several meters as soon as Zhang Qiaofeng's attack landed on their bodies. But just like before, those people had already risen up and attacked.
"Devil No Appeal! How dare you bother our honored guest!"
The impact that came from a distant place but sounded very clear this managed to stop the initial intentions of the ten people. They stopped trying to see who was coming.
"Bugh-Bugh-Dess!"
Three people bounced around as seven black shadows flashed and were already present at the place. These three men died instantly in a blue chest.
"That's...the personal guard of the emperor!!"
"Well, now it's seven against seven. You guys don't run!"
One of the seven men in conversation turned to Zhang Qiaofeng and said respectfully, "Please strongly to Ms. Zhang to come home soon, outside is very dangerous. I'm sure your family will be worried."
"Thank you for your help, gentlemen." Zhang Qiaofeng courted and flashed away from there.
"The eyes of the emperor are very sharp, it seems that now I have earned his trust." whispered the girl inwardly with a feeling of excitement.
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"Yeahahh!"
"Dess-Dess!"
Two people bounced far away and struck the small tree that had also collapsed instantly. Two of these men died with their chest crushed.
"Interrogate him" said one of the emperor's bodyguards pointing to someone still alive.
Just as soon as one of them came over and stomped on his chest violently. He put his sword to his neck when he asked.
"Who was your spy in the palace?"
The person being asked was glaring full of anger. Then he made a gesture like biting something and shortly after that his body cornered.
"Bummmm!"
There was a small explosion from the body of the person who was about to be interrogated earlier. The seven looked wide-eyed, unexpectedly his sense of loyalty towards the No Appeal Devil was so great.
"Damn, we got nothing! Let's go!"
The seven personal guards of this emperor immediately left from there leaving nine corpses and countless human internal organs scattered. They do not care about it because they think there is no need to pay homage to the bodies of the enemy.
"Thus, Your Majesty, forgive us for not having any information. But clearly, Miss Zhang is fine."
Emperor Song nodded in understanding. He still had not moved from the hut behind his palace due to honestly worrying about Zhang Qiaofeng's safety.
"It seems I underestimated the girl too much." murmured the emperor.
"You guys, please call Xin Kiu. Bring it here as soon as possible!" the emperor's orders.
"Emh..sorry emperor, that butler? What's for?"
"To be sent as a spy in the headquarters of the Devil is No Appeal."
"Whataaaa!??"
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"Ohhhh!"
"Bruck!"
Zhang Qiaofeng fell flat on his back and his breathing frenzied. His mask had already slipped off in the grasp of his opponent who was currently standing grinning while turning his waist.
"Haha, sweet lady Zhang, why are you so hard to tame? I feel sorry for that Misty Ghost Swordsman, maybe he died because of your stubbornness.." The man shook his head slowly.
Hearing this, Zhang Qiaofeng's eyes widened and reddened. Quickly he got up and tightened his grip to his pair of weapon daggers.
"Never insult her!!"
As fast as lightning his body shot out like an arrow out of a god. The pair of daggers were directed forward towards the throat and chest. However, his enemy was easily able to rob Zhang Qiaofeng's right hand, which was pointing at his throat and poke his left hand.
"Slowly enough!"
"Sheep-tuk-tuk."
Very fast movement, suddenly his opponent's left hand has been punching the path of blood on the right and left shoulders. His hands are paralyzed and weak.
"Kneel!" this person exclaimed and twice his legs kicked, both of Zhang Qiaofeng's legs had already been spotted and forced to fall to their knees.
"What is this..true warrior? I don't remember him being this strong....!!!" zhang Qiaofeng's inner shrieked.
Still with a sharp gaze filled with anger, he raised his head slowly to look at the expression of his opponent. It turned out that he was putting on a demonic look with a terrible grin.
"What are you gonna do?" Zhang Qiaofeng asked furiously.
The man then kissed Zhang Qiaofeng's mask wildly, his eyes bringas like a wolf finding prey. Inhaling the scent of the mask deeply and managed to make Zhang Qiaofeng almost vomit in disgust.
"Of course, make you my wife."
Instantly Zhang Qiaofeng's face paled, his mouth opened and he curled, "You Jin! Don't you fear the anger of the Zhang family!! Your family can be destroyed!"
"Save your word for later!" the person who was none other than Kauw Jin threw away Zhang Qiaofeng's mask in all directions and began to smash into it.
"Tok-Tok-Tok!" three times the sound of bamboo sticks being knocked out loud once, Zhang Qiaofeng was able to hear this and somehow his gaze darkened instantly. While Kauw Jin who had been overcome by lust, he continued his actions. Unaware that there was a disturbance in his consciousness.
Three days and three nights Kauw Jin hooked Zhang Qiaofeng there unaware of the presence of someone standing not far from there. His eyes emitted a bright green flash of sign that his magic was continuously active.
This man was already as old as he was, wearing a wide caping and a simple yellow robe that was already shabby. Carrying a stick in his right hand and it had been three days that he was standing there looking at the two people.
"Two ghosts, one is inactive and the other is in action. The next task, this storyline will be more interesting. Hehe....Kauw Jin, ah or A Xin? Do not trust your own eyes too much." murmured the man chuckled.
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