flstandardbreds Chapter 293 Who are you?
Chapter 293 Who are you?
In the courtyard, the old man stared in shock at the girl and the white wolf who had appeared out of nowhere, and staggered back half a step: "Who are you people?"
Yun Qingqing looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "The one who will take your life."
The old man felt a chill in his heart, but forced himself to remain calm and said, "I have never met you before, and we have no grudge against each other. Why are you making things difficult for me?"
Yun Qingqing said coldly, "You use this evil art to harm people, steal their power and fortune, and even sacrifice living people. Now that I have encountered you, I cannot tolerate you. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and kill you, this scourge..."
Upon hearing this, the old man hurriedly cried out, "Young lady, young lady, please wait! I am proficient in many secret arts and can help you fulfill any wish—power, wealth, beauty—as long as you spare me..."
"I don't need that." Yun Qingqing interrupted him, her tone completely flat. "I just need you to die."
The old man's pupils constricted as the fear of death gripped him.
He instinctively reached out to touch the cloth bag at his waist, wanting to run away...
However, he didn't have time to do anything.
The old locust tree in the courtyard moved swiftly without wind, its canopy rustling softly.
Immediately afterwards, several sharp-edged leaves suddenly detached from the branches, as if controlled by an invisible hand, and instantly attacked the old man.
Before he could even gasp, he felt a chill on his neck.
"Ho..."
A thin line of blood appeared on the old man's throat, and it quickly spread.
His eyes widened, and he futilely covered his neck with his hands, but blood gushed out from between his fingers.
He stared intently at Yun Qingqing, his eyes filled with resentment and horror. His body swayed, and he fell heavily to the ground, twitching twice before falling silent.
Almost at the same time, Wan Shan rushed in. He saw the destroyed formation and the dead old man, and his eyes widened in fury as he stared at Yun Qingqing.
"You brat, you destroyed my formation!" Wan Shan's face twisted in rage as he roared, "I'll kill you!"
He suddenly pulled out the pistol he had acquired that day from his waist, pointed the dark muzzle at Yun Qingqing, and pulled the trigger.
"boom."
A flash of light, and the bullet shot out, aiming straight for Yun Qingqing's chest.
However, something strange happened.
The bullet stopped less than a foot away from Yun Qingqing, as if it had hit an invisible wall.
The rage on Wan Shan's face froze instantly, turning into incredulous astonishment.
The next second, the bullet shot back at an even faster speed.
He didn't even have time to dodge; with a muffled "thud," the bullet pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy.
His body trembled violently, and he staggered backward, looking at Yun Qingqing with eyes filled with horror and resentment.
"Who...who exactly are you..." he asked hoarsely, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Yun Qingqing looked at him coldly: "You are not worthy to know."
Wan Shan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't make a sound. His pupils dilated, and he fell straight backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Just then, a large number of martial arts practitioners who were chasing Wan Shan rushed into the courtyard and witnessed the final scene of Wan Shan being shot and killed.
Someone stepped forward and checked Wan Shan's breathing, then said in a deep voice, "He's dead... Wan Shan is dead."
After a brief silence, the crowd began to stir.
"Wan Shan is dead, what about the poison in our bodies?"
"Where's the antidote?"
"And that treasure map, where exactly is the treasure map he's talking about?"
All eyes turned to Yun Qingqing, who had killed Wan Shan.
Looking at the agitated crowd, Yun Qingqing said calmly, "There is no treasure map. It's just a lie fabricated by Wan Shan to lure you to the manor and use this evil magic to steal your martial arts and fortune for his own use."
Upon hearing this, the crowd was first taken aback, then erupted into an even louder uproar and angry shouts.
"what?!"
"No treasure map?!"
"That damned Wanshan! How dare he play us like this!"
"This is outrageous! They set a trap for us to fall into!"
"A wolf in sheep's clothing! He deserves to die!"
"We even thought he was some kind of hero, bah!"
Curses and accusations filled the air, and everyone's faces were etched with anger at being fooled.
The thought that they had almost become sacrifices to the evil magic of Wanshan, losing all their power and even their lives, filled everyone with lingering fear.
"What about the poison in our bodies?" someone shouted anxiously amidst the cursing. This question immediately calmed the noise, and everyone looked at Yun Qingqing.
Just as Yun Qingqing was about to speak, Xu Ji stepped out from the crowd, holding two small porcelain bottles in his hand, and said, "These are the antidotes for the poison in your bodies. Share them and take them."
After saying that, he handed the porcelain bottle to the two men beside him who looked righteous.
The two men quickly accepted the medicine, thanked them profusely, and began to organize the group to distribute the medicine.
Taking advantage of the chaos as everyone was distributing medicine and expressing their gratitude, Yun Qingqing and her group quietly withdrew from the courtyard.
Once they reached a secluded spot, Yun Qingqing stopped and looked at Xu Ji: "Xu Ji, you can put away the things in Wanshan Manor. We'll wait for you in the woods outside the manor."
"Okay." Xu Ji nodded and hurriedly went to pack his things.
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In the woods, Gu Ye sat on the carriage shaft, craning his neck to look towards the villa from time to time, muttering, "Why hasn't Brother Xu arrived yet? Could something have happened? Should I go check on him..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure darted through the night, and it was Xu Ji.
He moved with light steps, and in a few leaps he reached the carriage. He nodded to the crowd and said, "Everything is taken care of. Let's go."
Without further delay, the group drove their carriage away from the Wan'an Manor area and returned to an inn in the city to rest.
The next morning, Yun Chenghao was quite surprised to see Yun Qingqing and the others returning from outside: "Huh? Didn't you go to Wan'an Manor to participate in today's martial arts tournament? Why are you back so early?"
Yun Chengying sighed and waved his hand: "Don't mention it. That wasn't a martial arts tournament at all. It was a conspiracy set up by Wan Shan."
"A conspiracy?" Yun Chenghao's expression turned serious. "Xiao Ba, tell me in detail, what happened?"
Yun Chengying then recounted everything that had happened the previous night.
Upon hearing this, the faces of the Yun family members all turned extremely ugly.
Yun Chenghao slammed his hand on the table: "Using evil magic to harm people, Wan Shan truly deserves to die."
Yun Chengying chimed in, "They really deserve to die. Luckily, Abao discovered Wanshan's conspiracy, otherwise everyone in the manor would have been killed by Wanshan."
Marshal Yun said in a deep voice, "There are many troubles here. Let's continue on our way today."
No one objected, so the group had breakfast at the inn and then boarded the carriage to continue their journey.