usatvline Chapter 235 Don't Touch My Woman
Chapter 235 Don't Touch My Woman
under night.
Duan Zhengchun strolled through the deserted city streets with Xiaolongnu and his daughter, watching the passersby come and go in silence.
Ying'er is innocent by nature and seems to be full of curiosity about everything. Perhaps it is because she has lived in Qixia Mountain for a long time that she finds everything she sees novel.
While carefully instructing her daughter not to run around, Xiaolongnu observed Duan Zhengchun, whose expression was clearly somewhat solemn.
After a long while, Ying'er was attracted by a wonton stall by the roadside, so Duan Zhengchun and Xiaolongnu found a place to sit down and ordered three bowls of wontons.
"when are we leaving?"
After hesitating for a moment, Xiaolongnu turned to look at Duan Zhengchun, as if she had already seen through his thoughts.
"Tomorrow morning."
Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment as he picked up a wonton with his right hand, and casually replied.
Now that they knew who the person who made the move was, there was no need to delay any longer. Hong Lingbo had already led a group to infiltrate the Western Regions to investigate the news of the Persian branch of the religion.
"it is good."
Little Dragon Girl nodded gently and didn't say anything more.
She had already made up her mind. She decided to temporarily entrust her daughter to Lu Wushuang's care and then go to the Western Regions with Duan Zhengchun.
"You stay."
But Duan Zhengchun immediately followed up with another sentence.
"why?"
"If you're worried about Ying'er, I'll leave her with Wushuang. With her here, she'll be fine."
Xiaolongnu was stunned for a moment, looking at Duan Zhengchun with confusion.
"For the Persian religion, I alone am enough; you don't need to come along."
“Mo Chou is badly injured. Why don’t you stay and take care of her? It’s been years since you sisters have seen each other, so take this opportunity to catch up.”
"Moreover, I have other matters to attend to during my trip to the Western Regions."
Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said seriously.
"What else?"
Little Dragon Girl pressed for an answer, puzzled.
Duan Zhengchun smiled without saying a word, lowered his head and started eating, offering no reply.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been ten years since he came into this world. His ten-year agreement with the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai has also come to an end.
He said he would defeat the Sword Demon in ten years, but he is not entirely confident that he can do it now. Once they start fighting, he doesn't know what the outcome will be.
He didn't want Xiaolongnu to worry about him, so thankfully he didn't mention anything.
Seeing that Duan Zhengchun didn't speak, Xiaolongnu didn't ask any more questions or force the issue. She turned to take care of her daughter as she ate, but the worry in her heart did not lessen.
The next morning, Duan Zhengchun set off again alone on horseback, leaving the desolate city and entering the Western Regions once more.
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Three days later.
Moyuan City.
Duan Zhengchun, looking travel-worn, sat in a restaurant, wolfing down the delicious food on the table like a whirlwind.
Before committing the murder, he wanted to have a good meal. He had spent fifty taels of silver to find out which restaurant he wanted from five different people.
The five men weren't lying; the food here was indeed top-notch, and most importantly, the wine was excellent.
Perhaps because it was late, there were not many customers left in the building. Only a few scattered diners sat around, but they all looked quite drunk.
Just then, a figure slowly walked into the restaurant and went straight to the table where Duan Zhengchun was.
"I have traveled a long way to get here, and I have run out of money. I wonder if you could spare some food for me? Would you be so kind as to do me a favor?"
The visitor bowed to Duan Zhengchun, his face showing a request.
Duan Zhengchun turned his head and glanced at it, then gestured casually before continuing to eat.
"Thank you."
The man thanked him and sat down next to Duan Zhengchun.
The shopkeeper, who was dozing off behind the counter, glanced at the man sitting next to Duan Zhengchun, shook his head, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. He didn't see anything wrong with the man.
"Duan Lang, the location of the Persian branch altar has been found; it's in an inn in the north of the city."
The man glanced around furtively and said in a low voice.
This person was none other than Hong Lingbo in disguise.
Duan Zhengchun didn't reply, as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued to wolf down his food, his right hand, which was holding the wine glass, was already covered in oil stains.
Who would have thought that this disheveled person would be the world-renowned Sword Demon Lingxiao?
Hong Lingbo ate a few bites of food, placed a note on the table, bowed in thanks, and turned to leave the restaurant.
After a long while, Duan Zhengchun, who was finally full and satisfied, threw down a silver ingot, picked up the sword box standing on the table, gave a satisfied smile to the drowsy shopkeeper behind the counter, and then swaggered out of the restaurant.
Chengbei Post Station.
Duan Zhengchun, with his sword case on his back, leaned quietly against the wall at the street corner, scrutinizing the Persian religious branch altar disguised as a post station, his eyes once again revealing a murderous intent.
Although it was late at night and all was quiet, a sense of oppressive chill permeated the air.
After a moment of contemplation, Duan Zhengchun raised his hand and waved it. Immediately, dozens of figures emerged from the darkness from all directions and surged into the post station!
In the blink of an eye, the sounds of clashing metal and shouts of battle filled the inn.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, the people from the Persian branch were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses as soon as they started fighting!
Duan Zhengchun slowly walked into the inn, watched the two sides fighting fiercely in the courtyard, casually took off his wine gourd, completely treating himself as a spectator, his face expressionless.
Due to the sudden attack by the Qingyi Guards, the Persian Christians had no time to react and soon found themselves outnumbered, unable to mount an effective resistance.
As time went on, more and more Persian followers fell in pools of blood, seemingly on the verge of being wiped out.
However, Duan Zhengchun did not relax because of this. Instead, he drank wine while paying close attention to every corner of the inn.
Since the enemy was able to severely injure Li Mochou, they must have been a master. Even if the attack was sudden, they would not have been so helpless.
So he was waiting, waiting for the person who would truly inflict serious injury on Li Mochou to appear!
Sure enough, just when it seemed the enemy was about to be wiped out, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed out of the darkness and injured several of the Blue-Clad Guards with a single move!
The person Duan Zhengchun had been waiting for has finally appeared!
Seeing that the opponent was highly skilled in martial arts, Hong Lingbo was the first to rush forward and directly engaged the middle-aged man in battle without any fear!
However, with Hong Lingbo's martial arts skills, she was no match for the middle-aged man at all, and was forced back in less than ten moves!
Just as the man lunged forward, aiming a palm strike at Hong Lingbo's face, Duan Zhengchun, who had been waiting in ambush, appeared like lightning. He pulled Hong Lingbo away with one hand and met the middle-aged man's palm strike directly with the other!
With a loud bang, two streams of true energy burst forth instantly!
Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man involuntarily took more than ten steps back before he could barely regain his balance!
The middle-aged man looked up in astonishment at Duan Zhengchun, who had suddenly made his move. His face was filled with shock, as his entire right arm was now almost completely immobile, as if the bones had been shattered!
"Who the hell are you?!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, staring intently at Duan Zhengchun, who exuded a gloomy aura, and couldn't help but ask a question.
Upon hearing this, Hong Lingbo, who had been rescued by Duan Zhengchun, immediately reached out and tore off the outer garment she had used to conceal her identity, revealing her Qingyiwei uniform.
"Does it look familiar?!"
Duan Zhengchun stared coldly at the middle-aged man, his eyes gradually filling with murderous intent.
Upon seeing Hong Lingbo's attire, the middle-aged man frowned, and his reaction revealed the answer to Duan Zhengchun.
"You dare touch my woman? You're really tired of living!"
Duan Zhengchun said coldly and walked straight toward the middle-aged man. A huge and invisible killing intent enveloped the middle-aged man as well.
"You...you are the Sword Demon Lingxiao?!"
When the middle-aged man saw the sword box with dragon and phoenix carvings on Duan Zhengchun's back, he finally realized Duan Zhengchun's identity, and his face turned ashen instantly.
They killed many of the Green-Clad Guards, so naturally they had to investigate the backgrounds of those killed. Therefore, they already knew that they had offended someone they shouldn't have.
But Duan Zhengchun had no intention of giving him any more chances. Without saying a word, he suddenly turned into a blur and flashed past the middle-aged man like a ghost!
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