C22 (1/2)

The black shadow jumped off the wall, borrowing the light from the fire, Jiang Shuo saw the other party dressed in night clothes, acting sneaky, and chased after him without saying a word.

Behind the walls of the courtyard was a network of complicated streets and alleys, and the black clothed man was nowhere to be seen. Behind him, the Dream Red Tower was in a state of chaos. Jiang Shuo held his breath and concentrated on the noise. Finally, he heard the sound of two feet running across the roof tiles.

”Found it.” Jiang Shuo did not know lightness skills. Looking left and right, he saw a family of firewood stacked against the wall, and immediately stepped onto the house.

The nearby houses were all low, and as soon as Jiang Shuo went up, he saw a shadow running across the rooftop. Without thinking, Jiang Shuo chased after him.

The man in black was light as a swallow, his speed was fast, and Jiang Shuo could only rely on his agility to chase. Not to mention getting close, it was extremely rare for one to not be able to escape even when being attacked.

He was in hot pursuit. The continuous stream of houses had come to an end. In front of him was a street. No matter how good the black-clothed man's qinggong was, it was impossible for him to jump over it in one jump. It was midnight, and the street was empty. The man in black jumped down, and Jiang Shuo caught up to him, only to see the man in black flash into the alley opposite. Afraid of losing him, Jiang Shuo followed closely behind.

The alleyway was extremely deep. The towering walls on all four sides prevented the moonlight from penetrating. It was impossible to see one's own fingers in front of the other. After chasing the man in black for two steps, Jiang Shuo stopped, feeling uneasy. Just as he thought this, a streak of cold light pierced through the darkness and headed straight for his chest.

”The dagger came fast and fierce, Jiang Shuo hastily raised his right arm to block.” Pah! The dagger cut through the wooden board tied around his wrist. The wooden board broke into two pieces. Jiang Shuo was lucky enough to escape, but he also broke out in a cold sweat.

The dagger missed, but the man in black was not discouraged. Instead, he took a step forward, his dagger dancing in the air like a white Qilin dragon, biting towards Jiang Shuo.

”So powerful!” Jiang Shuo was surprised.

The man in black had been running away, giving Jiang Shuo the illusion that he was weak. It was only now that Jiang Shuo realized that he was not afraid of him, but of being discovered by more people in the Dream Red Tower.

Even if the other party was not the murderer, he must have had a great deal to do with it. It was not easy to reach this point, so Jiang Shuo had to bite the bullet and go forward. With his martial arts skills, protecting himself would be very difficult. He could only hope that when he escaped earlier someone saw that he would be able to delay the time by one point.

Jiang Shuo shifted, surrounding the man in black and dealing with the enemy. This required a lot of attention and judgment. The man in black wanted nothing more than to kill Jiang Shuo, and the attacks became more and more fierce.

After going through many dangerous situations, Jiang Shuo suddenly realized that the man in black's movements were a little strange. Sometimes, if the knife was just half an inch forward, it could have taken his life, but it was just a little bit less. Judging from the other party's imposing manner, he didn't seem to be lenient at all. On the contrary, it seemed as though his weapon wasn't on his side at all.

Jiang Shuo imagined the dagger as a knife and saw the man in black's movements. He couldn't help but feel cold sweat running down his back. Some of the attacks were clearly more vicious, and the seemingly meaningless movements before had turned into an extremely dangerous killing move. If Jiang Shuo had his opponent's long blade, perhaps he would have nine lives and he would have all perished.

To the black-clothed man, the longer the battle dragged on, the more disadvantageous the situation became for him. After a long battle, the man in black became increasingly impatient. Finally, after a single attack, taking advantage of Jiang Shuo being forced to retreat, he turned around and left.

During the chase, Jiang Shuo found that the man in black was very familiar with the surrounding terrain. If he broke into the alley, it would be hard to find him.

”Stop right there!” Jiang Shuo stomped hard on the ground, extending his hand to grab the back of the man in black.

Suddenly, the man in black turned his head and took out his knife in one breath. In the next second, a cold light flashed and the blade was almost touching Jiang Shuo's skin.

The man in black pretended to run away.

”…!” Jiang Shuo turned pale with fright, and in that instant, he even stopped breathing.

Almost instinctively, Jiang Shuo retracted his hand, the blade was like a maggot attached to the bone, once again advancing. This time, it was aimed at Jiang Shuo's throat.

From the moment Jiang Shuo decided to give chase, he had been caught in a trap set up by the enemy.

The knife slashed back, the killing intent descended, the despair of death enveloped Jiang Shuo's heart. He didn't even have time to retreat, he was already dead.

In the nick of time, a ribbon fell from the sky and wrapped itself around the dagger. Although the dagger was sharp, it was unable to break through the cloth barrier, and it was also stopped in its advance.

Suddenly, the killing intent in the man in black's eyes disappeared. His reaction was decisive. He gave up on his dagger and turned around to leave.

”Where do you think you're going?!” The woman's shout was followed by more than ten ribbons shooting out, sealing off the black-clothed man's path.

The black-clothed man could not break out. In a moment of desperation, he made a palm into a blade and tried to force his way out.

At this moment, the ribbon was twisted into a hemp, as firm as a hemp rope, whipping the man in black like a whip.

Although the black clothed person's martial arts were not bad, he only had two fists and two legs. How could he block the simultaneous attacks of the ten ”long whips”? Not long later, he was riddled with wounds and could only defend without the strength to retaliate.

”Stop, keep him alive.” A pleasant sound rang, and Jiang Shuo, who had narrowly escaped death, looked back and saw Liu Ruyan slowly walk over.