Lady Lin's First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 397 - Kill All Witnesses

Chapter 397 Kill All Witnesses

These villagers light fires all around. They are obviously thieves who know Mu Qingshan’s ident.i.ty. The Mu caravan has totally entered the den of thieves this time.

Lin Luoran has always been in the carriage. Thieves led by the fake village mayor do not expect that they leave out one person. Just like what Mu Qingshan says, healthcare in Penglai is not very advanced, so things like Bedazzle Powder are very rare, especially colorless and tasteless one.

The powder was sprinkled on the ground earlier. People of the Mu caravan inhaled a lot of powder when they walked around the village. Some of the powders were in food and drink while some are even in Mu Qingshan’s hot bathwater.

The people hiding in the carriage can’t still be fine.

The fake village mayor thinks this way and feels much more relaxed. He laughs and says, “Darling, you don’t have to bluff. Aren’t your arms and legs both weak now? Don’t be afraid and just relax… your big brother will take care of you.”

Villagers all laugh a lot. The fake village mayor takes off the wig; he is not old anymore. He is actually a st.u.r.dy middle-aged man. The mayor is rocking with laughter while Miss Mu is sobbing in the house. Those women who were cooking swiftly with smiles now become tough gangsters with powerful hands. They can both cook and tie up people quickly.

When little people get power, they usually become rampant. When most of the thieves are checking the arbalests escorted by the Mu caravan, the fake village mayor is suddenly slapped.

The carriage curtain flutters, but there is no wind. Did that woman do something?

A voice rings suddenly, and the fake village mayor’s face is swollen like big red steamed bread. He spits out blood together with two big teeth.

“f.u.c.ky… Go to get that b.i.t.c.h!” He covers his face and says with a vague voice to signal his men to surround the carriage.

A dozen people surround the carriage with arbalests robbed from the Mu caravan. With a single order, arrows are all shot out. This carriage where the martial arts master may hide becomes a hedgehog in an right away.

A woman boldly lifts the carriage curtain, and she finds arrows have pierced through the wooden board of the carriage. However, there is no one inside.

“Shoot the house!”

The fake village mayor points at the house where Mu Feiqiang is. Weak Mu Qingshan just builds up his hope, but soon he gets nervous again.

Mu Qingshanis in charge of transporting these weapons mostly made up of arbalests, so he certainly knows how powerful they are.

At such a short distance, arbalests can easily penetrate earth walls!

Mu Feiqiang is in danger. Even Warrior Lin may not be able to escape!

Tuk,Tuk,Tuk—this is the sound of arrows sending out continually; they go through the air. The fake village mayor finally smiles with a swollen face, looks extremely horrible.

…

“Well, the water has already been cold. How long are you going to stay in the bucket?”

In the dancing light of a lamp, Mu Feiqiang’s maid goes faint, and there are two disgusting men beside her. Lin Luoran kicked them, so they fell unconscious earlier.

Mu Feiqiang is crying. Fear makes the girl look less arrogant than usual.

Lin Luoran can never understand her complicated mood—In desperation, her savior is the woman who she has always been cursing. Miss Mu is spoiled by her families, so she is arrogant. In fact, she is a good girl. Now she feels very complex.

Lin Luoran asks her again, and she almost buries her face in the wooden barrel.

“I… I don’t have enough strength to get dressed.”

She is such a troublesome little girl. The air is full of medicinal powder smell that ordinary people can’t recognize. Even if Lin Luoran saves her, she will be poisoned again in no time.

Lin Luoran sighs and picks a kind of spirit herb from s.p.a.ce. She asks Mu Feiqiang to place it under her tongue but not to swallow it.

The cool and stimulating taste makes Mu Feiqiang shed streams of tears and snivel immediately. Miss Mu is so embarra.s.sed and thinks Lin Luoran is tricking her. However, she suddenly gets the strength to stand by the edge of the barrel.

She forgets to make threats against Lin Luoran and asks curiously, “What is this leaf?”

“Mint leaf!” Lin Luoran answers fiercely.

Some arrows have been shot down from the low roof outside. Snapping her fingers, Lin Luoran breaks arrows made of stainless steel from the middle. Arrows have all fallen to the ground.

Mu Feiqiang has tutored by warriors since her childhood, but she still feels very surprised now. Is this the legendary outbreak of the internal force?

Lin Luoran feels wordless that she can’t use spells or flying sword because they are both too eye-catching. Therefore, she can only imitate the Six Meridian Swords in legend… Even so, shooting down arrows one by one is still a troublesome job. Mu Feiqiang finally gets dressed in panic. Lin Luoran asks her to hide with the unconscious maid behind the pillar and not to come out. She kicks the wooden bucket full of water with one foot to prevent them from arrows from the other direction.

Arrows are endless. She must defeat people outside first.

Lin Luoran kicks down a low wall. She is running like drifting smoke and then the sound of groans ring. Except for the fake village mayor, all archers are stunned by her hand.

The Mu family regards her as a savior, and even guards practicing martial arts also think the same way.

They have never seen anyone’s martial arts skills that can be that good. Warrior Lin has kept her low profile for more than a month, and now she earns herself a glorious moment!

How powerful is she?

This is the question in everyone’s mind. The fake village mayor retreats for many steps and yells at Lin Luoran not to come over.

Mu Qingshan feels emotions flas.h.i.+ng in his heart: admiration, nervousness, and inferiority… Finally, they all turn into happiness—he admires Mu Qinghua’s insight so much at this moment. Warrior Lin’s help is worth much more than five thousand taels of silver. Even if it costs fifty thousand taels, it is worthwhile because Mu Family gets the chance to have a mighty friend!

Lin Luoran reaches out and grabs the collar of the fake village mayor. She stuns him and other sentries hiding in the dark. Lin Luoran then says to Mu Qingshan, “Mr. Mu, this is still not a safe place, and the enemy may come here any minute. Let’s leave quickly. ”

Mu Qingshan has known that Lin Luoran’s “prophecy” is more authentic than real gold. He nods and asks his men to search carefully. They find the antidote to the Bedazzle Powder from thieves

They take the antidote respectively. A quarter of an hour later, they finally recover.

Collecting all arbalests, Mu Qingshan enters the house where Mu Feiqiang with red eyes is. He now doesn’t have the mood to revive his nephew. Mu Qingshan picks up a broken arrow and asks Mu Feiqiang what weapon Lin Luoran has used.

Mu Feiqiang tells him that she did it with her bare hand. Mu Qingshan knows more about the meaning of the breakout of internal force than his niece. Hearing that, he sighs deeply. The Mu family is really lucky this time. Lin Luoran should have a long history in Penglai. However, she did not choose to show her weapon in front of people. It seems that she really doesn’t want to be recognized.

Lin Luoran has no idea about what Mu Qingshan is thinking. She has got in the carriage very soon and put the fake village mayor on the shafts of the cart. Mu Qingshan wakes up the little maid and takes red-eyed Mu Feiqiang out. The team finally sets off again.

This time the Mu caravan dare not stop. They change the route and choose to cross the mountain and bypa.s.s the closed city gate. The urgent thing now is to leave here.

Less than a quarter of an hour after they leave, the tranquility of the night is gone because of a neat horseshoe sound.

A neatly dressed imperial army appears outside the village. The leading general is dressed in black. Most of his face is covered by a delicate silver mask, and only a pointed chin and thin lips are revealed.

After checking the situation of this village, his men awaken a woman with water and take her to the masked man.

The woman shudders to explain the situation. The man in the mask purses his lips tightly. His voice sounds attractive and low, “You mean, you guys didn’t get arbalests and vice versa, Mus caught your boss? Well, it’s all because of a woman who is unarmed but not afraid of arrows? ”

Hearings these rhetorical questions, the woman is trembling. She doesn’t even know how to explain it.

What she said is true, but she still feels what happened is like a dream. How can she convince this powerful person in front of her?

“I believe you.” The man in the mask lowers his head slightly.

The woman is stunned and very thrilled, “Thank you, Seven…”The woman spits out blood suddenly, and she doesn’t get the chance to speak out the word after “seven”.

The masked man has already cut off the woman’s head with a shot.

He wipes the blood on the knife-edge and says to himself as if nothing happens, “I believe in you. However, I can’t help you clean up the mess.”

A young and powerful female warrior? The man with the silver mask thinks about it for a long time. He can’t remember this character in the empire. He whispers a few words, and then a small team ride away to chase along the rut.

“You guys clean up this mess. Do not leave any traces.”

“Yes!”

In the middle of the night, this small village is soon ignited by a blazing fire. When thick smoke disperses, there are only some charred corpses left under collapsed houses in the village.

In the mountain more than forty miles away, Lin Luoran retracts her spiritual mind and opens her eyes suddenly.

What a ruthless means to kill witnesses! None of the thieves pretending to be villagers have survived.

—As the old saying goes, most people with pointed chins and thin lips have a firm temperament, but they are cold-hearted. It seems that they are also vicious.

She lifts the curtain of the carriage. The Mu caravan finally has a moment of relief after walking all night. Mu Qingshan is was.h.i.+ng his face near a crock.

Lin Luoran raises her voice slightly, “Mr. Mu.”