There were no lights in the carriage. The only source of light was the moonlight itself, seeping into the carriage through the swaying curtains from time to time.
The other man's warm lips pressed down, vaguely spoke a brief sentence to him, with a practically silent breath.
Cui Buqu was frozen in place by such an act.
Why couldn't Feng Xiao just whisper them in his ear, and it had to be the lips? They were already so close to each other, even if he simply muttered silently with his lips, Cui Buqu would have been able to read it.
However, he suddenly thought of a very important question.
Whoever was hiding beneath the car would definitely be someone who is incredibly skilled in martial arts, otherwise, he would have been discovered a long time ago.
There were differences between one top martial artist and another, for example, the number one fighter of Turk, Fo Er, although he was already a top martial artist, when faced before Feng Xiao, he still fell behind. Once Feng Xiao gave his all, Fo Er was even killed.
Now, even Feng Xiao needed to sneak into his carriage and feigned intimacy with him, just to give him a warning. Did this mean that the other person's martial arts surpassed even Fo Er? That even Feng Xiao himself was unable to attack?
In the darkness, the corner of Feng Xiao's lips curled upwards.
Without waiting for him to analyse further, the kiss grew heated, soft lips brushed across one another, crashing down with the entire weight of his head.
Cui Buqu's eyes widened.
He wanted to struggle, but his strength, compared to Feng Xiao's, was just like a mantis trying to stop a carriage with its hands, so he was very quickly held down once more.
Feng Xiao's breath brushed on the surface of his face. Cui Buqu firmly believed that he did not smell any scent of alcohol on the other man, and even if Feng Xiao drank, people like him would never lose their senses to alcohol.
Then why would Feng Xiao choose to do this? Was it really just to mislead the assassin beneath the carriage?
Watching Cui Buqu's lips sealed with his eyebrows furrowed, and the imaginary sight of the wheels spinning in his head, Feng Xiao practically laughed out loud.
It was difficult to believe that there would be anyone in this world who could foretell the future and be prepared for what's to come, but Cui Buqu was not considered to be among the mundane caste.
That time in Turk, in order to expose Yu Xiu's true face, this fella did not even rethink the idea of using himself as bait and putting himself in danger. That time, Feng Xiao already wanted to know what would have happened if he came late, or came in the last moment, maybe he would be able to see the color of Cui Buqu's face changing as if it was totally out of his expectations.
It was a pity that he had missed the chance. Because Yu Xiu's martial arts were too great, Feng Xiao needed to give him his all and he was unable to watch the ruckus.
After that, regardless of what situation, this person refused to move, sitting rigidly even when the wind blew. Just like tonight, after creating such a huge scene before the Crown Prince and Prince Jin plus making it difficult for Princess Leping, so that she had no back route for to back back onto. Feng Xiao dared to bet that after this, Princess Leping would not be thankful towards Cui Buqu for unraveling a criminal for her but instead, her hatred for him would grow.
Yet, he did not see Cui Buqu showing any sort of fear or worry.
Feng Xiao was dying to know when could he only see the other yield a look of shock or fear. If he could beg for mercy tearfully, that would have been even better.
However, it was a little difficult to want him to cry and beg for mercy. At this moment, when he could feel the other struggling, see the look of surprise in the other's expression, Feng Xiao knew that he did it right.
It was a pity that the light was a little dim, so he could not see him clearly. Feng Xiao felt a little regrettable and so, his mind spurred and all of sudden his tongue rolled into a mouth that filled with the fragrance of herbal medicine, breathing all the fragrance of mandarin he'd eaten that night into it.
"Mmf…"
It was a pity that Cui Buqu did not specifically enjoy the scent of mandarins, so he immediately aimed his knee at the spot between Feng Xiao's legs, but before he could hit it, he was once again held and pressed down by Feng Xiao.
There was a faint scent of herbal medicine on Cui Buqu's body, but that was only because he depended on medicine during most times of the year, so the more aggressively they fought, the stronger the scent of herbal medicine became, and even Feng Xiao felt that he himself was quickly turning into a ginseng.
Suddenly he has a strange thought. Since Master Taoist Cui has eaten so many expensive and luxurious medicine, if he ate the other up, then wouldn't that make him immortal?
No one knew who left a pebble sitting on the road; the driver missed it, and the carriage rolled over, immediately rocking side to side. It was as if Feng Xiao did not manage to withstand the force, so his body slumped with an arm around Cui Buqu's waist, he rolled them both to the side.
Cui Buqu used the chance to punch him in the stomach. And just as he was getting up himself to sit back up, he saw the edge of a sharp knife poking into the carriage. Shinning with coldness and chill, the glare of a sword was only centimeters away from where they stood!
The other party missed the chance, but not only did they refuse to retreat, they instead thrust their sword forward even more brutally, as if they could feel both of their presence behind the carriage's walls.
Feng Xiao grabbed Cui Buqu's waist and leaped onto the roof of the carriage.
Everything thundered, and the roof of the horse carriage was immediately ripped apart. The assassin pursued them mercilessly, and Feng Xiao also leaped into the air from the ground.
Midway, Feng Xiao tossed Cui Buqu to Qiao Xian before engaging in battle with the assassin in white. In midair, both of their palms and the glare of the sword flew everywhere, one was unable to tell whether they were quick or slow.
Normal assassins would wear something of dark color so that they could lend the darkness of the night to conceal themselves, but this person wore completely white, it could be seen that they were completely confident in themselves.
The other party was hiding his presence on purpose, so Qiao Xian realized their existence only just now, she could not help but feel shocked.
For someone who can fight a draw with Feng Xiao, rendering on-lookers unable to tell who was stronger and who was weaker, it was impossible for this top martial artist to not have a name for himself in the world of the Jianghu province.
Cui Buqu furrowed his brows.
He could not recognize the other person at all.
The sword technique of the mysterious assassin was extremely strange. Some of his sword techniques resembled the ones from the Southwest Jinchuan Fort, using swords like knives and knife techniques like sword techniques, moving like the currents of waters. And some of his sword techniques were like a family's from Mount Xuandou, quick and acute with an increased force of killing, bringing with it the aura of the outskirts and killing all spiritual beings that roamed the earth.
Every sect had its own style and techniques. No one could have learned all the sword techniques that existed in the world. If he tried to make himself look as if he knew everything, then either it was to show-off, or that he was purposely concealing his own background.
The person before him now was definitely the latter.
His martial arts stood out from the norm, yet his expression was no different than the rest. Once someone looked at him once, they would never look at him again. It was extremely easy for others to forget him.
But Qiao Xian also noticed that something was wrong, "Commander, from the way he looks and the style of his martial arts, it seems like the Zuoyue Bureau has never documented such a person. Could he have changed his looks once?"
"Perhaps." Cui Buqu neither agreed nor denied it.
Tonight, other than this assassin that came out of nowhere, everything else went according to plan, including arresting Ren Yue and gathering all the evidence that proved his treason. However, Cui Buqu could not help feeling that something was amiss, as if Ren Yue was not the true initiator of this scheme.
Could it be that once again, it was related to the Yunhai Thirteen Stories?
As he thought about it, Feng Xiao and the man in white fought even more aggressively. There was no need to say about the driver who stared blankly in shock at them, even Qiao Xian found it very difficult to interfere in their fight, so she could only wait for both these top martial artists to determine the victor and loser between themselves.
Only that, the more she watched, the more anxious she became.
Feng Xiao's martial arts had already reached top-tier, but if the assassin could fight a draw with him, he was already considered just as equally powerful.
However, who could command such a person to assassinate Cui Buqu?
Just now, if Feng Xiao was not in the horse carriage, Cui Buqu would have long died by his hands.
If, after this time, this person came to attempt an assassination on Cui Buqu time and time again until he succeeded, then how could Cui Buqu have escaped from his fate?
As these thoughts ran through her head, Qiao Xian could not help feeling her worry had suddenly become heavier.
She always disliked Feng Xiao from the start, but now she couldn't help wishing that Feng Xiao would just kill the fool with a single strike.
Even if Feng Xiao bounced out whenever in the future, Qiao Xian swore to herself that she would never give trouble to the Jiejian Bureau.
However, Qiao Xian has yet to know what happened in the horse carriage just now, otherwise if she knew, she would have hoped that Feng Xiao and the assassin would kill each other instead.
But it seems like the situation was not in their favor.
Sword glares whirled around them in circles, and the swords themselves have practically formed a whirlpool of their own, caging Feng Xiao within it.
The man in white was a man of many tricks up his sleeve and as shady as a ghost. Sometimes he appeared, then disappeared, it was obvious he was using the technique from the Higashi Ninjutsu, but usually, these techniques only make use of the flaws in the natural vision of humans, yet he managed to merge his illusion and sword style into one, creating an even greater potential of both techniques.
For a moment, Feng Xiao was trapped with no possibilities of escaping.
The man in white robes raised his sword, like the ray of light from the first dawn, before thrusting it at him!