C19 High Monsoon

A black shadow quietly stuck to the wall of the courtyard, gradually approaching Zhang Yan's resting room.

"Whiz!" The shadow passed through the window, moving swiftly and gracefully.

Shen Jianxin, who was hiding in the shadows of the eaves, was so shocked that he immediately covered his mouth, afraid of making even the slightest sound.

"Holy sh * t!" Were his eyes playing tricks on him just now? Someone got there first? Who was it!? "Stealing business!" Shen Jianxin silently cursed in his heart as he carefully approached the wall.

Actually, he regretted it the moment he left the room, because he felt that the empress wouldn't have given him something as important as the [Leakless True Scripture]. It would be too shameful to steal it.

If he stole the scripture and escaped, wouldn't his father be embarrassed to face them here?

Therefore, although Shen Jianxin wanted to share her father's worries, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she shouldn't be reckless.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone had already snuck into the empress's room. How could this not infuriate him?

"You little thief, you dare to steal from my house, see if I don't deal with you!" Shen Jianxin regained her bearings and immediately regained her spirits as she leaned against the window and peeked inside the house.

Inside the room, there was a peerless beauty lying on her side on the bed. Her curves were so beautiful that they were captivating. At this moment, all of Shen Jianxin's attention was on the black figure that had barged into the house.

After this person entered the room, he did not panic at all. He first looked around the room before starting to flip the desk.

"As expected, he is here for the [Leakless True Scripture]!" Shen Jianxin saw the man's actions and singled out Scroll. She knew what he was planning.

Borrowing the moonlight outside the window, Shen Jian Xin looked over with rapt attention, and his heart could not help but thump twice.

This was because he had clearly seen the bandit's appearance. He was actually the direct disciple of Yan Chengfeng, the hero of Liaodong University, and that fellow called Huang Yan.

During the day, this person practiced martial arts in the courtyard. His kung fu was extremely powerful, and even hero Liaodong was full of praises. Who would have thought that this Huang Yan would come to steal books at night!

"Could he be like me, wanting to send Master to Wu Shuang City?" Shen Jianxin's heart was still kind and did not think too badly of the other party. At most, he would just treat him as a comrade that tried to steal his chance.

Huang Yan was randomly rummaging through the room, but he could not find anything that looked like the 'Seamless Truth Scripture'. He became anxious for a moment, and his heated gaze involuntarily landed on Zhang Yan's back.

With Zhang Yan's vigilance, how could she not know that someone had entered the house?

However, Zhang Yan's internal injuries were indeed too severe, and her entire body was weak and powerless. Let alone fighting with others, even talking to her for a bit as she did during the day was already quite tiring.

Hearing the long and powerful breathing of the person behind her, Zhang Yan's heart tensed up. She knew that this person's martial arts were not bad, but they were not very good either. Normally, even if there were ten of them, Zhang Yan would not be afraid. It was just that she did not have the strength to fight now, so she could only use her wits.

Huang Yan quietly approached the bedside and looked at the beautiful woman's elegant back. He could not help but feel somewhat apprehensive.

This was because the woman on the bed was no ordinary person. Her identity as a country's descendant had imperceptibly added a bit of a mysterious radiance to her beauty.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan, who was on the bed, curled her body. The thin blanket that was originally covering her shoulders, slipped away, revealing a portion of her tender white shoulders.

Huang Yan had never seen such a sexy scene before. Even his eyes had become a little blurry.

With courage, he quietly walked to Zhang Yan's bedside and could not help but reach out his hand to touch it.

Just as Huang Yan's finger was about to touch Zhang Yan's shoulder, Zhang Yan suddenly moaned.

This soft moan sounded like the weeping of a lover. When these words entered one's ears, they sounded like the whispers of a lover, making one's desire burn within. With a peng sound, it was as if one's chest was ignited.

Huang Yan felt his lips dry and tongue-tied, and even his breathing became a little heavier. He had almost completely forgotten the purpose of his visit.

At that moment, a black steel hairpin quietly came out from the other side of the blanket. The tip of the hairpin was pressed against Huang Yan's throat.

"Young man, what are you thinking of by coming to my room in the middle of the night?" Zhang Yan opened her eyes and said with a smile.

Even if she lost all her martial arts, with her status as the Holy Maiden of the Holy Lotus Sect, it would still be easy for her to deal with a newcomer.

Being pressed by the steel hairpin against his throat, Huang Yan immediately understood that he had been harassed by the other party's demonic music and lost his vigilance. He had fallen into the other party's trap.

"Forget it. On the account of your master, I will let you go. Go!" Just pretend you didn't come tonight. I'm going to rest, ah! "I'm so sleepy!" Zhang Yan smiled faintly as her beautiful eyes flashed.

Huang Yan's face paled. He didn't think that he would fall at the hands of this severely injured woman. Moreover, he understood his master's temperament. If his master were to find out that he had snuck into the empress's room in the middle of the night, the only path would be death.

Thinking up to here, the young man's viciousness rushed into his brain. Huang Yan's anger rose up from the bottom of his heart, and with all his might, he threw a punch towards Zhang Yan's back.

Zhang Yan heard the sound of wind coming from behind her, and realized that things were not going well, so she could only try to bounce up. Unfortunately, her injuries were too severe, and she was only conscious, and her body could not help but get smashed into the wall by Huang Yan's Collapsing Fist.

"Haha!" So it's a paper tiger, you scared me! " Huang Yan's attack succeeded and he immediately laughed sinisterly.

Zhang Yan's Qi was thrown into disarray by the punch as her chest heaved up and down. She glared furiously at the opponent but was unable to say anything for the moment.

It was already the time for the painting to be revealed, and Huang Yan no longer had any illusions about beauties. He said with a gloomy face: "Where is the [Leakless Sutra]?" Quickly hand it over! "

Blood trickled out from the corner of Zhang Yan's mouth as she leaned on the side of the bed. She looked pitiful as she stared hatefully at the crude and greedy youth.

"You want the Seamless Truth Scripture? This child has so much guts that even your Master and the Divine Doctor Qingbao do not dare to covet it, yet you actually want to get your hands on it? " Zhang Yan sneered.

Huang Yan lowered his voice and laughed dryly, "Esteemed Empress is right, I want the 'True Illusionary Scripture'. As long as I get the scripture and hide in the mountains and lakes for a few years to train, who in the world can be my opponent? You don't have to count on stalling for time, no one will come and save you! "

"My master's martial arts are already crippled, and that Qingbao Divine Sword is even softer. The two drunkards drank until midnight, but were unable to hear anything. When they wake up tomorrow, I will already be far away. It's best if you hand over the Seamless Truth Scripture obediently, so as to avoid suffering! " Huang Yan was in high spirits as he spoke frankly with assurance.

Zhang Yan could only shake her head and smile bitterly, "This book concerns all the lives of the world, yet you took it away midway. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the heavens?"

"Heaven's wrath? What kind of game is the Thief Heaven?! As long as I get stronger, I can trample all of you under my feet! Smelly woman, cut the crap. If you don't hand over the < True Illusionary Scripture >, I will tear your face apart and bore hundreds of holes in your body! "

After saying that, Huang Yan picked up the steel hairpin beside the bed and aimed it at Zhang Yan's face.

Zhang Yan was so angry that she raised her head and stuck out her chest, tightly pressing her lips, not saying a word.

Seeing that Huang Yan was about to kill him, Shen Jianxin, who was by the side of the wall, became extremely anxious.

The small courtyard was filled with old and weak injuries. The only one who could defeat that brat was his father, Shen Yifeng. However, his father rarely drank so much. It was unknown whether he would wake up in time after drinking so much.

If he had cried out for help, he would have forced the kid in the room to kill his father before his father could do anything. If he had pretended to be innocent and sneaked back into his room, the 'True Illusion' would have flown far away and the queen would not have been able to escape!

In that instant, Shen Jianxin made a decision. Even if she died on the spot, she had to stop him.