I became an NPC in Wuxia Paradise

Chapter 111 Shortness of Breath

Lian Po's sharp blade whipped up a gust of wind.

call!
The silver light flashed, the blood flowed, and the candle went out!

It was late at night, and the kitchen where the cellar was located was covered by the eaves, preventing the moonlight from entering.

This caused the cellar, without the candlelight, to immediately fall into darkness where one could not see even one's fingers.

"Tsk, I almost succeeded!"

In the dark, Lian Po was very annoyed.

He secretly charged up and drew his saber just now, the target wasn't Nightingale, but the bearded man!

He thought that as long as he could kill that person, a nightingale whose skill had not fully recovered, he could still capture him alive.

It's just that he didn't expect that his decisive blow would be seen through by the bearded man in advance, so that he failed to succeed and only hurt the opponent.

In the darkness, Lian Po held his breath and listened intently, wanting to determine where the two of them were, and thinking about what to do.

Everyone who practices martial arts has some ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions, but how accurate they can be is different from person to person.

The level of skill and the sensitivity of the feeling will all affect the accuracy of judgment.

Among them, listening to voices in the dark is particularly difficult and the most challenging.

Lian Po closed his eyes and judged the general position of a person from the sound of breathing and footsteps. It was not a problem, but he could do nothing more specific.

This is what he practiced when he was playing blindfolded hide-and-seek with the group of singers in the general's mansion.

After listening for a moment, the sounds that reached my ears were extremely subtle, and they were obviously holding their breath just like him, fearing to reveal their position.

This made Lian Po not to mention the location, but he couldn't tell which of the two voices was the nightingale and which was the bearded man.

"By the way, that person was hurt by me just now. I can't distinguish his voice. I can smell it. That's the one that smells of blood!"

Thinking of this, Lian Po hastily moved his nose.

Soon, he was disappointed.

The smell of blood was there, and it was very strong. The whole cellar was filled with this smell, and the most recent one was on him.

It was only then that he remembered that his own right arm had been scratched by the nightingale, and it was impossible to tell by smell.

Lian Po unconsciously became anxious, such a delay would be bad for him.

Now his right arm holding the knife is injured. Once Nightingale's physical condition has fully recovered, even if there is no bearded man to restrain her,
Not to mention capturing Nightingale alive, even being captured alive by the other party is possible.

He has to do it now!

After thinking about it, Lian Po felt that there was really no safer way but to take a risk.

What's more, as far as he was concerned, after Nightingale said so much, when he still swung his knife, there was no way out.

For repeated betrayals, no one will keep him!
With this in mind, Lian Po moved slowly, making no noise as much as possible, and slowly put the long knife back into its sheath.

He wasn't sure about the exact locations of Nightingale and the bearded man, but fortunately, for his sword drawing technique, he didn't need to see the enemy.

As long as you confirm the general direction, if you go down with a knife, unless someone with higher skill than him parries with weapons or dodges in advance, he will definitely die!

And of these two, one has a sword in his hand but has not recovered his skills, and the other has not weak skills but is unarmed, so it is impossible for him to resist the master with this knife!

The only question is who will die.

If you choose the right one, you can live; if you choose the wrong one, you will die.

Ever since he was carelessly poisoned by Ye Huang's brain-eating pill, Lian Po felt for the first time that his fate was in his own hands.

Shifting his steps softly, he leaned his back against the wall to at least ensure that enemies would only come from in front of him.

And he is in the sheath right now, as long as he can grasp the timing of the knife, the 180-degree range in front of me is the land of death!
Ready, Lian Po clenched the handle of the knife tightly and said, "Nightingale, do you wonder why I made a sudden move?"

When he spoke, he lowered his voice as much as possible, and at the same time submerged his inner strength to make his voice appear erratic, so that no one could easily lock his position.

At the same time, he was also listening to those two small voices, trying to judge who was who from the changes inside.

If someone's breathing changed during his words, it meant that that person should be Nightingale, and the other one was the bearded man he wanted to kill!

After listening, there was no change, Lian Po was not in a hurry, and continued: "Nightingale, in fact, you have already convinced me just now."

"It's just that your words that you also betrayed Ye Huang and were forced by the brain-eroding pill made me feel... No, it made me believe in one thing."

"The relationship between you and Ye Huang is definitely not simple, either brother or sister, or husband and wife!"

He wasn't talking nonsense when he said this.

In the past, he only speculated about the relationship between Nightingale and Night Phoenix.

I feel that these two people trust each other so much in this paradise, no matter what, they are related. Using Nightingale should be able to threaten Yehuang.

Because of that sentence, he is now convinced of the conjecture.

This also explained how, when he forced Nightingale earlier, the other party kept silent and refused to give in and write a letter according to his request.

Logically speaking, if the two of them have nothing to do with each other, wouldn't it be better if you write it down and you can suffer less, or tell him it's useless?
Only those people who have a close relationship will not let their other half be involved after they fall into the hands of the enemy!

Just as the last sentence was finished, what he expected happened.

The originally subtle voice has changed!

But Lian Po was not happy about it, because he found that his voice had changed, but both changed together!
"How is this going?!"

Lian Po was puzzled.

This is different from what he expected, where only Nightingale would react violently, causing a burst of shortness of breath.

Before he could figure out the reason, one of the voices suddenly disappeared completely!
Lian Po was startled at first, and then he was shocked.

He knew that the other party must have found his position, and he wanted to lean over and attack him!
He had already dealt with this situation, and he wasn't worried about it.

But the problem is that he still hasn't figured out who is Nightingale and who is the bearded man he can kill.

What if it was Nightingale who came?
He was killed with a knife. Isn't that a waste of opportunity?
He finally became convinced of the relationship between the two, and he was thinking of using her in exchange for an antidote.

If Nightingale was killed, it would be very difficult to capture him alive after he was resurrected.

Time waits for no one. Lian Po can feel that someone is approaching him. If he doesn't take action, he will be the one who dies!

"No matter, take a gamble!"

If it wasn't Nightingale, then he won!

Thinking so, the long knife in Lian Po's hand immediately unsheathed, and swept away in front of him!

At the same time, a faint chill wafted along with the smell of blood.

"It's that person!"

Lian Po was overjoyed, he bet right, it was the bearded man who came!

That cold nightingale won't do it!

"Death to me!"

Lian Po was so excited that he shouted these words directly.

The three-point strength that was originally hidden in the hand was released without reservation.

This was originally for him to be on guard, if it was Nightingale who came, he would have to hold back a little bit, now there is no need for that, he has to use all his strength to cut this person under the knife!
brush!
There is no light, but the wind pressure is more powerful than the previous knife!

It's just that the feeling of no resistance in his hand told Lian Po that there was nothing in front of him, and the knife was cut in the air!
"what?!"

Lian Po's face suddenly changed.

Missed?
How can it be? !
In the darkness, who can avoid him drawing his sword as fast as lightning? !

Lian Po couldn't see it, so he didn't know whether Wang Wei had crouched down to avoid the sword, but now he was slapping him with his palm.

Wang Wei's original target was Lian Po's heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that doing so was a bit too much. It seemed that he could see it, so he changed the place.

Snapped!
"what!"

Lian Po let out a pitiful scream, and with a palm on his right shoulder, the icy cold air penetrated his body instantly, making his entire arm almost stiff.

The knife in his hand could no longer be held, as if it was his life, and he could no longer control it.

(End of this chapter)