Chapter 5

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She has been afraid of her Master since she was a child. When she came to him, she even stuttered.

“Do you think you can run this way?” Shi Ying glanced at her with a cold expression. “Even if the great wizard can’t notice that this group of sand demons were summoned by you, even if they can’t see that the one being eaten is just a substitute… But, what about these?”

He paused and pointed to the scattered footprints on the snowy ground. Among them were the claw prints of the sand demons and the hoof prints of the horses, densely covered with the snow.

Zhu Yan felt guilty and asked: “This… what’s wrong with these?”

Shi Ying frowned and had to teach his apprentice patiently: “The footprints of these sand demons clearly emerged from the ground near the stables. But instead of attacking these horses close at hand, they went straight to your tent? And those horses, unexpectedly still stand unfrighten? Do you think everyone in the Huotu Clan is as stupid as you?”

“…” Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to speak. After a long while, she murmured: “Then… those horses, it was you to let them go?”

“Of course. If I didn’t let them go, the discerning eye will expose you at a glance. Moreover, the mounts of the royal family have all been branded. Are you going to turn yourself in when you get caught riding around the market on a stolen horse?” Shi Ying shook his head and took a glance at her. “Relying on your broken plan, do you still want to run away from marriage?”

Pierced by his last sentence, Zhu Yan couldn’t help being startled and lost her voice: “You … How did you know I was going to run away?”

“Heh.” Shi Ying was too lazy to reply, just said, “Come, follow me, let’s watch the excitement over there.”

“…” She was being held by the Master, and walked back reluctantly. She couldn’t help but muttered, “Master, you … Didn’t you practice behind closed doors in the Valley of Kings? How… Why are you here all of a sudden?”

“Can’t I come to drink your wedding wine?” Shi Ying said lightly.

“Master… You!” She knew that he was ridiculing her, she was so depressed. She stamped her foot, but didn’t dare to talk back; damn, did he come here only to make sarcastic remarks?

Shi Ying ignored her and went on. He didn’t know how to walk, so he fluttered forward against the wind and snow, and his speed was as fast as an arrow. Zhu Yan took a slow breath and immediately fell behind, hurriedly followed him back, shrunk her body under the umbrella and looked at her Master’s face, feeling uneasy.

As a great deity of Jiuyi temple, Shi Ying, though not very old, had a very high position in Kongsang, second only to the Great Commander on the White Pagoda of Jialan. Since she left Jiuyi, she hasn’t seen him for five years. Master is naturally arrogant and cold, and his whereabouts are erratic. He has always been so good at seeing the head but not the tail. Why does he suddenly appear in this Western Wilderness at this moment? Incomprehensible.

Could it be that… Is he really here for the wedding wine?

However, when she just thought of this, her eyes flashed, and a black shadow rushed forward, fierce as a knife.

Oh, crap! She didn’t had time to think about it, her fingers interlaced, and the seal was instantly closed. However, the body did not move, she only heard a dull sound, and a firelight shot from a distance made a “brush” sound through the head of that thing. With a loud roar, the thing fell straight to her feet, twitched a few times, and then lost its breath.

Zhu Yan looked down and her face changed color slightly: it was clearly the sand devil she had sent out earlier, with half a bloody body in his mouth, the body of the fake bride.

Shi Ying stood there holding the umbrella, motionless.

“The art of mirror and empty flowers? Is that your masterpiece?” He looked at the sleeve of the big red woven golden Phoenix Tail in the sand demon’s mouth, and spoke slowly: “This is the royal tribute silk, which was only given to the six royal families. The embroidery above is also from the Royal Embroidery Workshop, which is the dress she wore as a newlywed woman on the night on the bridal chamber.”

“Mm-hmm.” She glanced at him and had to admit it.

The whole upper body of the fake “Zhu Yan” has been swallowed into the mouth of the sand demon, with only half an arm hanging outside. Between the teeth of the demon, the half of her arm was as tender as a lotus root, and her long elastic fingers were dyed with Cardan. On one of the fingers, she also carried the gem ring she often wears.

“The doll did a good job.” Shi Ying finally praised her, “it’s a pity I can’t see the head.”

“I guess… I guess it has been eaten, right?” Zhu Yan imagined her bloody appearance, she couldn’t help but get cold behind her back, and shivered. She was really unlucky to have such a bad day, she was even forced to look at her miserable death, though her marriage escape plan was in a mess.

“It’s a pity,” Shi Ying shook his head. “I can’t see the head, and I don’t know if you really learned well in the end.”

“…” she got really angry and muttered: “so you’ve come here to test my homework…”

The master and apprentice had just said a few words, but a group of people had already run over here, shouting loudly. The torch shone brightly, like a fire dragon roaring over, encircling the dead sand demons on the other end.

Seeing the menacing crowd approaching, Zhu Yan subconsciously wanted to hide, but Shi Ying pressed down the umbrella, covering their heads and faces, and said: “it’s all right, just stand under the umbrella. They can’t see you.”

She got speechless for a moment, but soon calmed down; indeed, what she should be afraid of? According to Master’s cultivation, even if the whole wasteland would come to fight, he would still be unmatched. If he stepped in to protect her, then what the great Wizard of the Huotu Clan can do?

The two stood there holding their umbrella, watching the group of people rushing towards them.

“Here… the princess is here!” The leading archer jumped off his horse and shouted in ecstasy, but as soon as he walked over and glanced at the corpse between the teeth of the dead Sand Demon, his tone suddenly lowered, and his voice trembled. “She… the Princess… she…”

The horse’s hoofs rolled up like the wind, and someone asked in a loud voice. “What happened to her?”

A woman in her forties from the Western Wilderness, tall and strong, dressed in gorgeous clothes and decorated with heavy gold, leaped down from the horse’s back with a loud sound of whiplash before the horse stopped. Her skill was even sharper than that of a man. She was the eldest Imperial Concubine of the old King of Huotu, and now the actual ruler of the tribe. Everyone looked at her and backed away.

Knowing that she could not see her, Zhu Yan subconsciously shrank under the umbrella.

“Is this your mother-in-law? She does look pretty powerful.” Shi Ying stared at the lofty lady of the Western Wilderness then looked at her again. “You won’t be able to defeat her,” he said.

“Hey!” Zhu Yan tugged at Master’s sleeve and almost broke his clothes. The matter became more and more serious, and she was feeling really embarrassed to continue to watch this farce directed by herself here, but the damn guy refused to leave.

Damn, why did you even worship this man as your teacher in the first place?

“Oh, my God!” The concubine jumped off the horse, walked over and took a look at the corpse on the beast mouth; her face turned white but she paused, settled herself quickly and shouted violently: “Don’t move anything yet!”

Huotu’s warriors had just gathered around, trying to pull the girl out of the dead demon’s mouth; as soon as they heard the shout, they immediately shook and retreated one the side.

The old concubine walked forward quickly, knelt down on the snowy ground, and shook the arm that was hanging outside, shaking her body and taking a silent breath.

She raised her head and ordered to the person next to her: “There is still salvation! Quickly, go and call the Great Wizard!”

“Your Highness, how is the princess? Oh, my God! This is…”

At this time, another man came down panting from the horse breathlessly; he was an emissary from Jialan Capital. When he saw the scene, his voice trembled. Sending the Princess of the Red Clan to Susa Haru to marry was originally a good plan, but he did not expect such a result in the end. If he returns to the Capital in front of the Emperor with such dereliction of duty, wouldn’t he just be executed on the spot?

The messenger was shocked and worried, coupled with the chilling wind penetrating to the bone, he suddenly fainted.

“Come, take the grown man back to the golden tent to have a rest!” The concubine was not frightened, she ordered the Huotu tribesmen around her to leave with the unconscious emissary, then glanced at the hanging arm, and said: “The Princess is seriously injured, so it is inconvenient to be exposed naked in front of others. Everyone step back ten feet from me, those who come near will have their heads chopped!”

“Yes!” the warriors of the Huotu Clan were used to have strict military orders, so they immediately stepped back. In such a roaring snowy night, ten feet away, basically cut off all curious eyes and ears.

Zhu Yan watched from the side covered by her invisibility and could not help muttering: “Bah, as soon as she takes her pulse, she will know that she’s dead. Why is this old witch still so pretentious? Make a fuss about nothing, it’s obvious is the demon’s job.”

“Old witch?” Shi Ying raised his eyebrows, “Is your mother-in-law, it is suitable to call her like that?”

“Who is my mother-in-law?” She snorted coldly and remembered the tragic plight of Yu Ji in the stables. She could not help but feeling disgust from the bottom of her heart, and her eyebrows stood up. “If it were not for fear of causing trouble to my father, I would quietly go over and strangle this vicious old witch right now!”

Shi Ying didn’t answer, he just looked at her thoughtfully then turned his head away.

When everyone stepped down, the Huotu’s old Concubine knelt on the snow and faced the dead giant. She rolled up her sleeves, pried open the sand devil’s mouth with her bare hands, and pulled out the daughter-in-law who had been half-swallowed. The incomplete body drooped out, her shoulders were covered with wounds and blood, and the whole head was gone.

“Sure enough, she can’t see the face.” Shi Ying murmured under the umbrella, gnawing at the scattered pieces.

“…” Zhu Yan stood aside, frowned and tugged at his clothes, let him understand that they should leave quickly. The scene was so bloody that she was going to throw up if she went on watching it.

However, at the same moment, another rider came out from the snow, and hurriedly dismounted.

“Here comes your husband, the new king Ke Erke.” Shi Ying smiled suddenly, and pointed to the beard-faced desert man. “It’s a hidden hero.”

“So ugly.” Zhu Yan skimmed her lips and snorted.

As the only daughter of the Red King, she grew up in the palace where the bells were ringing and the food was delicious. From childhood, she admired the peerless beauty of the abyss people, like Yuan.

Taking the beauty of the shark people as the standard of aesthetic enlightenment, she has an incomparably high regard on men when she grows up. Even Master, in her eyes, can only be regarded as handsome, straight and good-natured. So how can she take a fancy on this rude Western barbarian?

“Shallow” Shi Ying shook his head.

“Mother! What happened to the Princess?” The other man jumped off his horse and asked anxiously.

As soon as he saw the headless body on the ground, his throat moved and the strong odor of blood stung his nostrils. Suddenly he could not resist the smell, the wine into his stomach went upside down, he turned towards the saddle of the horse and vomited with a “wow” exclamation of disgust.

The bridegroom must have heard that Princess Zhu Yan of the Red Clan is a beautiful woman. He was full of expectations, but he didn’t expect that the bride would look like this before he even gets a chance to enter the golden tent to get married.

The bridegroom just looked at her and threw up the entire content of his stomach. Zhu Yan stood aside and felt humiliated. In a moth of anger, she wanted to jump in front of him to correct his wrong idea of herself. Don’t look at that pile of minced meat, it’s fake, it’s fake! I still look good! It’s more than enough for you, okay?

As if he knew what she was thinking, Shi Ying turned to look at her and said, “Do you regret it now?”

“What to regret? I just didn’t think my death would be so ugly.” She couldn’t help pulling off his sleeve again and muttering, “now can we run away please? What else is there to see? Are you going to watch me be coffined and buried?”

“Wait a minute.” Shi Ying was still unmoved: “if you want to run, run by yourself then.”

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