Legend of the Orchid

In a cold Buddhist hall in Prince Jin's Mansion, a woman was tied to a chair by five flowers. Her head was drooping and her eyes were tightly closed. Even in a coma, her brows were tightly furrowed, which shows that she has endured great pain.

The woman's clothes were ragged, there were many marks of whipping, and her ten fingertips were bloody. It turned out that her ten fingernails were all stripped off, so the glistening blood refused to stop, dripping from the fingertips to the ground continuously. Dye the ground blood red.

King Zhao Guangyi of Jin stood aside and signaled his attendants to wake the woman up. Then the attendant took a ladle of water and poured it on the woman's face, only to hear the woman coughing hard, obviously awake.

Zhao Guangyi leisurely walked up to the woman, grabbed her hair and forced her chin to be raised high. The woman's expression was not afraid, but very melancholy.

"Die Xiang, you said that you are not good at martial arts, and you are not good at using poison. How did you become the ghost king's most proud disciple?" Zhao Guangyi smiled, and let go of Die Xiang's head heavily again.

Zhao Guangyi sneered again: "It seems that the ghost king only likes to use idiots. This king sees that the Shenzang Valley will be finished sooner or later."

He turned his head to look at Die Xiang who was silent, raised his beautiful eyebrows that grew into the clouds, and said meaningfully: "But you are very loyal, but it's a pity that you used the wrong place. For a man, you don't care about your sister's safety, As a sister, you really value love and righteousness!"

Die Xiang had a terrified look on her face, and tears welled up in her almond eyes. She choked up and said, "My lord, I was wrong. I beg you to be merciful and spare my sister!"

On the shrine in the center of the Buddhist hall, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva made a clean bottle by hand, watching the tragedy in front of him solemnly.

Zhao Guangyi sneered, took a few steps, and looked back at Die Xiang. Danfeng narrowed his eyes, and there were two beams of cold light in his eyes: "Die Xiang, your sister or Jin Yan, which one do you choose?"

Dioxin's lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a word for a long time. She thought why she couldn't exchange her life for the lives of these two people. She was really tired all these years, so she might as well die and give herself a happy.

Later on, Jin Yan, Zhao Tingjie's personal attendant, was on his way back to the mansion when he suddenly received a feathered arrow with a small note attached to the arrow, on which were written in blood: Prince Jin's mansion save me, Die Xiang.

Jin Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he rode listlessly. He almost fell off the horse, and when he returned to the house to report to His Highness, he was also absent-minded, and Zhao Tingjie immediately noticed something strange.

"Jinyan, you've been doing whatever you want recently. I asked you to kill that woman named Baochun, why did you let her go?" Although Zhao Tingjie blamed her, he spoke with sincerity.

The attendant, whose mind was full of bloody notes, suddenly heard His Royal Highness Zhao talking about heralding the Spring Festival, couldn't help but shuddered, and it took him a long time to realize what His Highness meant, and hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.

"You don't have a crush on that woman, do you?" His Highness Zhao's gaze was very poisonous.

Jin Yan has always been not good at words, seeing what was said to his heart, he couldn't help lowering his head even lower.

"It doesn't matter if you don't kill him." Zhao Tingjie took the initiative to find a step for his personal attendant, "She is the most beloved disciple of the ghost king. If she is killed, I am afraid that I will become an enemy of the ghost king. But she is doing things for the king of Jin. □□, which is extremely detrimental to us.”

Jin Yan was ashamed, he didn't expect His Royal Highness Zhao to have known the truth long ago, and it's not that he never persuaded Baochun to change hands, but the other party refused to obey, and now it seems that there is no other way but to force the other party to stop.

At midnight, Jin Yan wore night clothes and covered his face with a black cloth, and flew into Prince Jin's mansion to look for the Spring Festival.

The hard work paid off, and he finally found the woman whose hands and feet were tied up in a very deserted small house. His hanging heart finally fell, and he hurriedly took out his dagger to cut the rope on Baochun's body.

Baochun whimpered suddenly, and Jin Yan found that there was a rag stuffed in her mouth, so he quickly took out the rag, only to hear Baochun urging: "Go!"

Jin Yan didn't understand what he meant, so he went to cut the rope on Baochun's body, and comforted him in a low voice: "I'll take you away right away!"

In the blink of an eye, the lights outside suddenly brightened, accompanied by a loud male voice: "Catch the assassin!" A burst of messy footsteps pressed towards the door.

Jin Yan whispered that it was terrible, but still rushed out with Baochun with swollen hands and feet on his back. As soon as he went out, he found that they were surrounded by archers. Obviously King Jin had a plan long ago.

Baochun's two lines of tears flowed down, she pressed Jinyan's ear, and murmured: "I'm sorry!"

Jin Yan panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. Although he didn't talk much, he was absolutely smart, otherwise he wouldn't have become His Royal Highness Zhao's confidant. He knew that if King Jin only wanted to kill himself, there was no point in luring him into the palace. It must be to capture him alive, so he decided to take a gamble.

He told the woman on his back: "Hold on to me!" After saying that, he jumped into the air and was about to fly to the roof.

It was too late and then quickly, several feathered arrows shot at him in unison, there were not many arrows, they all avoided the vital points and rushed towards his hands and feet, it was really to keep him.

Jin Yan waved the long sword in his hand and blocked the arrow. Just when he stepped on the tile and thought he was about to escape, he didn't expect that there was a person behind him who was drawing the longbow, and his eyes shot out. The silver arrow came out of the string and pierced Jin Yan's calf with lightning speed, catching the latter off guard immediately, like a black bird with a broken wing, falling from the eaves.

All the attendants in the palace rushed up, wanting to capture Jinyan, but sooner or later, another man in black flew down, repelled the besieging attendants, and helped the injured Jinyan, trying to escape completely.

Zhao Guangyi's Danfeng eyes shot a cold light, he took two more arrows, but they went towards the face and heart of the man in black respectively, the silver arrow was extremely fast and powerful, even though the man in black separated the arrows, But the tiger's mouth was shattered, and the dark red blood flowed into the sword, drawing a short stream of blood.

Zhao Guangyi didn't show any mercy, he buckled his arrows and shot quickly, every arrow went straight to the vital point, with the intention of not giving up until he was killed.

The man in black didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he focused on blocking the arrows, he didn't care about a sneak attack by a servant on the left, he was slashed on the shoulder, and he let out a muffled groan in pain.

Jin Yan was in a hurry, and dragged his injured leg to help the man in black repel the attendants together. The two of them jumped on tiptoe and jumped onto the roof together, about to sprint towards the outside of the wall.

How could Zhao Guangyi let the two of them go so easily, he drew out his sword, flew up to the wall, and led his guards to hunt them down.

Seeing that the two people in front of them were injured and they were not fast enough to catch up, unexpectedly a large group of men in black clothes rushed out from all around, each holding sharp knives, blocking Zhao Guangyi's pursuit.

Zhao Guangyi ordered: "Keep alive!" He slashed at a man in black with his sword, trying to break up the crowd, but he found that there was an endless stream of men in black, and he could almost catch up with an army. The figure of the man in clothes suddenly understood most of it, and shouted: "Stop it!"

The attendants were at a loss, and stopped as instructed. After the fighting stopped, the man in black suddenly disappeared, and Jin Yan and the others had long since fled without a trace.

Zhao Guangyi looked to the north, put away his sword, gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "Go home!"

The author has something to say:

This chapter doesn’t write Xiaoshou, but it has something to do with Xiaoshou, so I still have to write it for the development of the plot.