Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

A leopard rolled on the ground in a daze: "..."

Then, from the sky descended a tiger cub, hitting it dazed again: "..."

Liu Qingyun shivered in fear: "Are you a horse or not—what a reckless tiger you are—"

Her inner strength had not recovered yet—

After running who knows how far, another "roadblock tiger" appeared ahead, and the white horse charged at it without hesitation.

"This one can't be hit! It's one of our own—"

Liu Qingyun used all her remaining strength to tightly grip the reins.

Too late, the white horse charged head-on.

Ji Feng pressed a palm on the horse's head, spun in the air, and gracefully landed on the horse's back.

Then he pulled the reins with both hands, stopping the furious white horse.

Liu Qingyun relaxed her expression, collapsing weakly back onto the horse's back.

Ji Feng dismounted and saluted Liu Qingyun: "Madam."

Liu Qingyun spoke feebly: "Just in time, quickly go save Miss Yan."

Ji Feng lowered his eyes and said: "My duty is to escort Madam back to the Crown Prince Mansion."

Liu Qingyun sat up in shock and stated firmly: "She is my future daughter-in-law, if anything happens to her, I won't live either!"

Ji Feng: "..."

Reluctantly, Ji Feng went to save her, but just as he turned, his ears twitched.

He drew his sword, slashing at an incoming concealed weapon.

It turned out to be a leaf.

Liu Qingyun looked at the sliced leaf on the ground: "Killing with a leaf, impressive inner strength indeed."

Another person wearing a bronze fang mask stepped out from the thick fog.

Unlike the previous assassins, he was not dressed as a villager but in a finely crafted silver robe.

"Ji Feng, long time no see."

He spoke faintly.

Liu Qingyun asked Ji Feng: "Do you know him?"

Before Ji Feng could reply, the man in the silver robe smiled: "We trained in the same sect, do you think we know each other?"

Liu Qingyun whispered: "Junior brother?"

That should be manageable.

Ji Feng was silent.

Liu Qingyun continued: "Senior brother?"

A masterful talent, defeating a senior brother is not impossible either.

Ji Feng opened his mouth: "Master."

Liu Qingyun: "..."

The man in the silver robe said with abandon: "Ji Feng, you are my most prized student, why do you serve that old Emperor Liang? Come back to my side, and join me in creating a grand empire, how about it?"

Ji Feng gripped his sword handle tightly, plunged it forcefully into the ground, lifted his hem, and bowed heavily to the man in the silver robe.

Liu Qingyun: "Ji Feng…"

The man in the silver robe laughed heartily: "Worthy of being my good student!"

Ji Feng bowed three more times, clenching his fingers, and gazing at the cold ground, said restrained: "Thanks to Master for years of guidance, but this disciple is unfilial."

"Hmm?"

The man in the silver robe frowned.

Ji Feng slowly stood up, drew his long sword, and said solemnly: "It seems I must become enemies with Master."

-

Meng Qianqian was besieged within the array of masked assassins.

This array was ever-changing, maximizing its power to the extreme.

Meng Qianqian's attacks were repeatedly blocked, like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

But soon, she realized something was amiss.

"This array… seems familiar, have I seen it somewhere?"

A scimitar swung towards her back.

As she sidestepped, a flash of inspiration appeared in her mind.

It was the book that Lady Yan had her copy!

At the time, she found the words extremely incoherent and nonsensical.

But if read backward…

It was exactly the array before her!

Meng Qianqian closed her eyes, quickly reciting the book she had copied in reverse.

She was suddenly enlightened, and as she looked again at the seamless array, flaws were everywhere.

Meng Qianqian shot a silver needle, breaking the deadlock of the array.

Once an opening was made, the attacks of the masked assassins began to reveal flaws.

Meng Qianqian wielded her heavy mace, taking down one after another in a blink.

But the enemies were numerous, and after dealing with the last assassin, she was exhausted and collapsed onto the ground.

At this moment, more than ten masked assassins emerged from the heavy fog.

"Will it never end?"

Meng Qianqian wiped the blood from her cheek.

Several rushed at her with blades.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

With a series of sounds tearing through the air, three cold arrows pierced through their chests.

Meng Qianqian turned to see Yu Zichuan, holding the Houyi Bow, landing on a large tree.

Occupying the high ground, he drew his bow again, aiming at the masked assassins poised to attack Meng Qianqian.

The assassins noticed him too, sacrificing themselves to rush at him.

In that instant, a sudden change occurred.

A spear, with the force of thunder, shot towards Meng Qianqian's heart.

In that critical moment, a shadow flickered through the fog.

In the next instant, a large hand with distinct knuckles caught the spear, and with a twist, hurled it back into the dense fog.

A muffled grunt was heard, and a masked assassin was pierced through the skull, nailed hard to the mountain rock.

Meng Qianqian was stunned at the god-like figure descending from the sky, standing in front of her: "Your Highness…"

Why is he here?

Wasn't he impersonating Lu Qi at Jin Prince Mansion?

Lu Yuan said coldly: "I thought fighting was much more fun than pretending."

Clap, clap, clap!

In the thick fog, a grandiose man appeared, walking in leisurely while clapping.

He wore a wide hat, and his face was also covered by a bronze fang mask.

"It's him!"

Meng Qianqian said to Lu Yuan, "Mother's mentioned Miaojiang traitor."

The voice behind the mask was taunting and hoarse: "I didn't expect the Princess's family to all be here, what a surprise."

Meng Qianqian asked: "Was your target from the beginning the Princess and Prince?"

The man replied: "What else? Finding you one by one is too troublesome and dangerous, only by luring you to this deserted place can we capture you all at once. Do you think I didn't kill Bai Zheng for no reason? It's naturally to use her to lure her own son in."

As he finished speaking, a dark mass emerged from the surrounding fog.

Each wore a bronze fang mask and held crossbows loaded with poisoned arrows.

A formidable killing intent was on the verge of erupting.

Meng Qianqian moved around to stand in front of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan immediately pulled her back behind him: "I've told you countless times, don't stand in front of me."

The man said: "No need to be polite, not one of you will leave here alive today."

Lu Yuan smirked: "Are you sure about that?"

The man lifted his gloved hand, pressing it down: "Release the arrows!"

"Let's see who dares!"

A thunderous shout!

Suddenly from the night emerged the long unseen Miao King, standing atop the hill.

With the sun and moon above, with the ground beneath, swallowing the heavens, mountains, and rivers trembling!