NFBE Chapter 144 (The last part is a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)
Chapter 144 (The last part is a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)
Mo You swiftly saw the clumsy green-clad maid off. She felt the maid's bulging eyes almost fall into her palm.
Every spasm of the other person's body, every feeble struggle, gave her a perverse pleasure.
She enjoys the feeling of killing!
She was particularly captivated by the feeling of her opponent's life force slowly draining away under her sword.
Once the green-clad maid's body had completely cooled, Mo You pulled off the blankets and wrapped it together with another corpse.
This person wasn't her target. It was just a coincidence that she was assigned to the same tent as her and the green-clad maid. To avoid trouble, Mo You sent the other person away early on.
Emerging from the tent, Mo You, dressed in a neat, wide blue robe, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust and triumph, slowly approached Yu Wanran's tent.
She needed to make sure that the fake heiress wouldn't become a problem for her master again!
Since the Duke's mansion was unwilling to punish its adopted daughter, she had no choice but to take the blame. The pre-arranged scheme and the contact with the bandits would make the Duke's mansion and outsiders believe that the fake daughter's death was the work of bandits who coveted the wealth!
The foolishness of the real heiress and the纨绔子弟 (spoiled young master) really helped her a lot!
Mo You walked to the vicinity of Yu Wanran's tent and listened intently to the sounds inside. Confirming that the tent was completely silent, without a single breath, she revealed a gleaming soft sword hidden in her sleeve.
The sword gleamed with a bluish-green light and was coated with a deadly poison!
"Granny Fan? What are you doing here!"
Just as Mo You was about to lift the tent flap, she heard footsteps behind her and froze. Too bad for her, it was Wu Jian leading two bodyguards on a night patrol.
This is also a tough one.
Wu Jian stared intently at Granny Fan's tightly tied hair bun at the back of her head.
Yu Wanran had warned him from the beginning that this Granny Fan was strange. She hadn't made a sound the entire way. He had almost let his guard down, but he never expected that in this most desolate and dangerous place, she would finally strike!
While waiting for the other party to react, Wu Jian placed his hand on the nine-section whip at his waist.
The instant Mo You's figure swayed, a lightning-fast sword light flew out from the tent, aiming straight for Mo You's face!
Mo You, on high alert, dodged the sword with a quick sidestep.
Yu Wanran rushed out of the tent and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with her opponent. Seeing this, Wu Jian and the two bodyguards behind him reacted quickly and joined the fight, surrounding Mo You.
"Watch out, her sword is poisoned!"
Yu Wanran shouted loudly.
Wu Jian and his bodyguards had dealt with this female assassin before and knew that she was extremely skilled, no less so than Yu Wanran. Furthermore, her weapon was poisoned, meaning instant death upon contact.
They only dared to hold the outer perimeter, trying to distract Mo You. In close combat, it would be up to Yu Wanran and Wu Jian.
The sounds of fighting alerted the others in the camp.
The coachman, maids, and nannies, rubbing their sleepy eyes, got up and saw this scene. They screamed in shock and panicked.
The head guard, Zhu Boda, led his guards over and roughly shoved away these people who were running around aimlessly and were not only useless but also a huge hindrance. He shouted angrily, "What are you running around for? Go and protect your masters!"
If any problems arise, at least human shields can temporarily mitigate the damage to their masters.
His plan was rosy. The next moment, the three coachmen who had just joined the group suddenly pulled out weapons from under the carriage and slashed down several guards around them.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the terrified maids and servants screamed and scattered in all directions. Zheng Peipei and the others who had come out to check the situation were swept back into the main tent by the crowd, where they huddled together, trembling.
Cheng Pei-pei shouted repeatedly.
"Where's Ranran? Where is Ranran! Quickly, bring her here—"
She was panicked and felt that only her adopted daughter, who was highly skilled in martial arts, could guarantee her safety at this time.
However, Yu Wanran was currently engaged in a fierce battle with Mo You, both of them fighting with all their might to kill each other, so they had no time to care about her!
Wu Jian was ultimately outmatched and found himself at a disadvantage. Seeing Yu Wanran struggling to protect him, Wu Jian resolutely withdrew from the fight, clutching three small throwing knives, lurking menacingly nearby, looking for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
However, at this critical and chaotic moment, a large group of masked bandits in black, wielding various weapons, stormed into the camp, slashing people indiscriminately and looting any valuables they saw!
The already chaotic camp descended into even greater panic.
The older women were hacked to the ground, their necklaces, bracelets, and earrings stolen by the greedy bandits. In their haste, they even violently tore off pieces of flesh. Those who survived rolled on the ground screaming in agony.
The young and beautiful maid was seized by the burly bandits and dragged into the darkness without any explanation.
Zhu Boda, his eyes bloodshot with rage, led a group of guards and bodyguards in a desperate attempt to intercept them. He was too busy dealing with one to handle the other. In the chaos, a hundred or so ruthless thugs rushed into the camp to plunder!
Besides robbing jewelry and women, they also targeted the Duke's mansion's carriages, attempting to drive away the carts loaded with luggage and break out of the camp.
The guards and bodyguards were forced to fight on their own and had to spare some of their men to protect their masters.
Wei Baifeng managed to maintain his composure, standing outside the circle of people with his sword in hand, protecting the Duchess and her fiancée. Where was the usual arrogance and haughtiness of Xiao Yao and Xiao Baichen, the brother and sister?
He kept squeezing into the crowd, crouching in the middle with his head in his hands. His two concubines, sobbing, tried to burrow into Xiao Baichen's arms, but he impatiently kicked them away!
In a life-or-death situation, who cares about material possessions?
Yu Wanran was well aware that if she didn't seize the opportunity to capture this female assassin tonight, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain, with endless troubles to come!
She unleashed her most powerful skills, employing even more ruthless techniques than Mo You, determined to kill her opponent even at the cost of mutual destruction.
Mo You shared the same thoughts as her.
If this fake heiress cannot be eliminated here, she will not be able to return to the capital alive!
Her soft sword was coated with poison; if Yu Wanran drew even the slightest drop of blood, she would be beyond saving!
However, Yu Wanran's martial arts skills were superior to hers. Although she was being overwhelmed for a short time, she couldn't injure her opponent. Meanwhile, Wu Jian and two bodyguards were occasionally throwing hidden weapons to assist her.
The two were evenly matched, each on par with the other!
Until a large number of bandits surged into the camp like a tidal wave, the entire camp was instantly transformed into a fiery inferno. Wu Jian and the others subconsciously lost their focus.
Mo You believed the time was right!
He figured that no matter what his opponent was like, he would be distracted and worried about the safety of his adoptive mother.
As Yu Wanran wished, she shifted her gaze and tilted her head as if preparing to look behind her.
In a flash, Mo You leaped forward and lunged at Yu Wanran's chest, his sword aimed straight for her heart!
Witnessing this, Wu Jian's eyes widened in horror, and he blurted out, "Miss Yu, be careful!"
However, Yu Wanran deliberately exposed her vulnerability.
Mo You completely miscalculated!
As she lunged at Yu Wanran, Yu Wanran abruptly shifted her stance, using a teleportation technique to dodge her sword with incredible speed.
Mo Youren was suspended in mid-air, his posture too sluggish to shift. Yu Wanran swiftly raised her sword, its sharpness instantly severing Mo Youren's arm holding the poisoned sword!
Mo You fell to the ground.
A heart-wrenching pain swept through her body in an instant. Even for a suicide soldier, the pain of losing an arm was beyond what her mortal body could endure!
Facing Yu Wanran's second Thunderbolt Sword, which followed closely behind, Mo You, lying on the ground, had his eyes reflected a chilling, pale green by the cold light!