C18 A man on a boat

Because of the masked man's appearance, the situation in front of him was quickly reversed.

Ban Xia had been completely passive before, but now she was safe.

Although she did not know who had helped her, she was willing to help him and not let him die. That would be her life's savior.

She was a person who clearly distinguished between gratitude and hatred. She would repay anyone who did.

"Who are you? Or was it her accomplice? " Du Zhong stared at the similarly masked man in black suspiciously.

The man did not even spare him a glance.

Du Zhong was not willing to admit defeat just like that. Even if he had to face the two people in front of him by himself, one of them was a woman. As long as he focused on dealing with her, he would only have to deal with the masked man in black who came out of nowhere.

He wouldn't let this person off easy if he dared to spoil his plans!

"Well, here comes another one who's looking to die!" Du Zhong made the first move and attacked first.

The black masked man was preparing to attack, but unexpectedly, Ban Xia was unconvinced, directly snatching the sword from his hands, and replied tyrannically: Thank you for saving my life just now, but this time, it's my turn!

Since she was her enemy, then she would personally go after her enemy to avenge her past self.

The black masked man was stunned when she rushed out. He had never seen a woman like this one before. Although she was a woman, she possessed a heroic spirit that was absolutely not inferior to a man's.

In a one on one battle, if Ban Xia faced Du Zhong in her previous life, she would have been able to fight him to a draw since both Ban Xia and Du Zhong came from Killer's Gate, and their strengths were at the same level.

But all of this, Ban Xia's weak and delicate body, gave her quite a bit of burden. Every single time she took the initiative to attack and defend, it was extremely strenuous and arduous.

Even still, she wasn't willing to give up. She didn't want to admit defeat.

She acted like she didn't care about her life.

This was the first time Du Zhong had met such a woman who did not care about her life.

It was difficult to end it in such a short period of time.

The black-clothed masked man coldly watched from the sidelines. Her gaze followed the nimble body of the girl and continuously turned around. A rare look of appreciation appeared in her eyes.

Among all the girls he knew, there were very few who were so valiant. Furthermore, their martial arts foundation was not bad. If they fought, they would be willing to risk their lives.

However, his way of doing things was to end the battle quickly!

If they continued to fight like this, there would be no clear victor. He was tired.

Ban Xia was secretly vexed, she shouldn't have boasted so impulsively. With her current abilities, she wouldn't be able to defeat Du Zhong so quickly, and if she continued to exhaust her strength like this, she would definitely be the first one to fall.

She was also secretly panicking, when she suddenly stood up. A black masked man who was observing coldly from the side kicked, directly kicking towards Du Zhong's chest.

Just then, the God's kick had subdued Du Zhong, causing him to lose his balance. He staggered backwards, losing the sword in his hand, and vomited blood at the same time.

That kick had landed on his internal organs, causing him to bleed internally.

Once he was thrown out, he was no longer able to get up.

Ban Xia was overjoyed in her heart, feeling even more grateful towards the savior.

However, she had the most important thing to do right now.

She picked up the sword in her hand, and used the tip of the sword to directly point at Du Zhong who was on the ground.

"Speak, who exactly is the young master of the Killer's Gate?"

The black masked man patted her clothes in disdain, as if he thought that Du Zhong's scent was already on her clothes.

Du Zhong's mouth moved, Ban Xia remembered that when they were halfway to the Imperial Palace in their carriage, they met with an assassination attempt. The three survivors that they had captured did not have enough time to interrogate them, as those killers committed suicide by swallowing poison themselves.

She thought that Du Zhong had also hidden the poison in his mouth beforehand. She bent her waist and was about to check on him, but she was already a step too late.

Du Zhong also spat out blood.

"Damn it!" Ban Xia was slower by half a beat again. She twisted open Du Zhong's bloody mouth and was shocked to discover that he did not hide the poison in his mouth beforehand. He chose to bite off his tongue to commit suicide.

As a professional assassin, he should know that his identity was revealed, his whereabouts were exposed, and he couldn't kill his way out of the group. In that case, the only one who would die today would be him.

Rather than being tortured and tortured in the hands of the other party, he might as well choose to end his own life here and then.

This was also a principle for the killers in Killer's Gate when they were out on missions.

"He actually died!" Ban Xia didn't sympathize with this damnable fellow sect member at all. She was only regretting that she didn't manage to ask anything.

"Damn it!" The masked man in black added coldly.

One could tell that he also loathed Du Zhong and thought that he deserved to die.

His voice made Ban Xia realize that there was still one more person here, and that her benefactor had not left.

"Thank you for helping out ?" "If you had not intervened in time, this battle might not have ended in a short period of time ?"

Ban Xia stuttered her thanks, but the man's body swayed, as if she suddenly lost her balance.

"What's the matter with you?"

Ban Xia hurried to support him, her skin made contact, and only then did she realise that his arms and body were shockingly hot!

Now that the danger was gone, the black masked man finally relaxed. However, the moment he relaxed, his body would become as useless as it could get.

"Are you sick?" Ban Xia asked with concern, her pair of small hands impatiently placed on her benefactor's chest. Unexpectedly, she only casually let it go, but it made him let out a stuffy groan.

"Is there a wound on your chest?" It was only then that Ban Xia noticed the abnormality.

She wanted to examine him, but he stubbornly refused to let her undress him.

"I'm not trying to molest you. I want to examine your wounds."

At the moment, Ban Xia couldn't care less about the differences between males and females.

"It's fine, I can still hold on!"

When the man opened his mouth, this low and slightly hoarse voice sounded extremely familiar. Ban Xia was so shocked that she stood still on the spot.

After a long while, she finally managed to digest the fact in front of her.

"You are Qian Yexun?"

This question was not a question, but a confirmation. Yes, she had already identified his true identity through his voice.

She cursed herself for being stupid. Why hadn't she thought of him in the beginning?

But wasn't he supposed to be so sick that he couldn't collapse? How could he still be standing here? Just now, he had even acted on her behalf and saved her?

A string of questions caused her head to be even bigger.

"First, we have to think of a way to hide Du Zhong's body. Also, we have to think of a way to return to the residence smoothly, so that no one can find us!" Qian Yexun, who was injured in the past, started to explain with a weak voice.

Just like that, the two of them slipped out of the Imperial Palace. If they could not return to the palace smoothly, then when dawn broke and the people of the palace discovered that they had disappeared, another storm might come.

"The first thing isn't hard to do, but the second thing is, are your injuries serious? Can you still use your Qing Gong when you are near the entrance of the palace?" Ban Xia was not worried about herself, the only thing she was worried about was Qian Yexun.

Qian Yexun's body was not feeling well, after throwing away Du Zhong's corpse, he had allowed half of Qian Yexun's body to rest on his side.

He had come out to take risks in order to save her, and she couldn't leave him behind.

Moreover, they were already husband and wife. If he was unable to return to the palace smoothly, he would be unable to conceal himself any longer. As his official wife, he would definitely be implicated.

Now they were tied up on the same boat, all of them prosperous and all of them dead.

"I'll try my best to conserve my physical strength. As for the rest, I'll leave it all to you!" If it was in the past, Qian Yexun would not dare to place her life in the hands of a woman this easily.

But tonight, after experiencing her boldness and her martial arts, he had a rough understanding of her true strength.

He was very glad, very glad that the Emperor had bestowed the marriage to him, bestowing such a wonderful person upon him.

He hated those well-dressed young mistresses who had to be careful even when walking. They were well-behaved in everything they did, and they pretended to be weak as well. This caused him to despise them very much.

However, the woman beside him seemed to be very compatible with his temperament.

He traversed the battlefield. He had always held himself in high regard for martial power, and he even had fists. He used evil to fight evil, and violence to suppress violence.

Ban Xia was speechless for a moment. Could she really bring such a person, and an ill person at that, back to the Palace without a hitch?

Since he couldn't do it, he had to think of a way to do it.

At this moment, there was no longer any possibility for her to retreat. Furthermore, the man beside her had already placed his life and his future fate in her hands.

She felt the weight on her shoulders, the weight.

But luckily her memory was not bad, as long as she walked on the road, even if it was at night, she would still be able to see her own memories. Following Du Zhong's original exit route, she brought the injured Qian Yexun to the palace gate without a hitch.

"Hey, what do we do next? Do you have any good way to enter the palace without anyone knowing? "

Qian Yexun's black eyes shone brightly under the cover of the night.

"Didn't you say earlier that you could use Qing Gong?" This King won't be able to fly. How about you carry This King and fly over? "

In any case, he was a patient now, so he might as well just push this problem away.

"I can barely manage it by myself, but if I were to carry you on my back, would I be able to fly so high?" She expressed her doubts about her own qinggong.

She's not a gecko, she doesn't know how to climb walls!

However, Qian Yexun weakly closed his eyes, showing that he was extremely tired and weak.

Ban Xia sighed, seeing that he had saved her life, she could not just throw him here. She clenched her teeth, and directly squatted down, allowing Qian Yexun to lean on her back.

"So heavy!" She exhaled heavily.

As a result, Qian Yexun laid on the woman's body and passed himself over to her without worry.

"What if he falls down while flying? If not, I'll have to tie him up first!" But where was the rope to be found? Ban Xia was dumbstruck again.