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No one is home.
The hand that was knocking paused slightly, and Han Feng silently turned around.
Turn to the next household.
However, on this turbulent night, how many households would dare to open their doors to strangers? He visited more than a dozen households in a row, but failed to get a single door open.
"If all else fails, we'll have no choice but to force our way in," Han Feng thought to himself.
He walked to the gate of a rather wealthy-looking courtyard, and gently tapped it with his right hand on the hilt of his sword: "Is anyone home? It's getting late, I'd like to ask for lodging for the night."
...
Deep within the courtyard, in a magnificent boudoir.
A stunningly beautiful young woman with purple hair and a purple dress was preparing to bathe and change when she suddenly heard a knocking sound from outside the courtyard, accompanied by a faint child's voice.
And the sound of a baby girl crying.
"What happened outside?" Zi Nu asked without turning around.
Soon, a young maid who had been secretly watching came to the window and reported: "There is a boy who looks to be under ten years old outside the door, holding a baby girl, and asking to stay the night."
"The boy was still leading a horse and wearing a sword."
"A boy not yet ten years old, holding a baby girl, is also a pitiful victim of war," Zi Nu murmured softly, then ordered, "Let them stay the night."
She walked to the window, slowly pushed it open, and gazed at the bright moonlight and twinkling stars outside.
"To fulfill my wish, I need many loyal subordinates."
"I wonder how many displaced young orphans I've taken in this trip to the Baiyue region? If they are to be rigorously trained from a young age, it will take more than ten years of careful nurturing."
"When the time is right, we will place them in brothels, where they can both gather intelligence and serve as special assassins."
As her thoughts raced, Zi Nu fell into deep thought.
"How about we name this soon-to-be-established organization: Zixiao Palace?"
Outside the courtyard, Han Feng held Xiao Yunji in one arm and waited for a moment, but there was no response from inside the courtyard, neither a reply nor a refusal.
"Could it be that this place in 3.2 is completely deserted?"
"Never mind that, the most important thing is to go inside and find some food to fill my little girl's stomach. If we encounter the master, we can compensate him with some gold and silver."
Unbeknownst to him, the people inside the courtyard were just communicating with the person behind the scenes, and it would take a little longer to get instructions.
They mistakenly believed that the hospital was abandoned and deserted.
Therefore, Han Feng acted without hesitation or second thought.
244. The Call of Death
He loosened the reins, held Xiao Yunji tightly in his left arm, gripped the Soul-Devouring Sword in his right hand, and with his feet firmly planted on the ground, he used the wall for leverage several times to leap over the high wall and enter the courtyard.
We chose a direction and prepared to explore where the kitchen was.
"Who is trespassing?"
Before they had taken more than a few steps, a clear and sweet shout suddenly rang out.
In the darkness, three cold sword beams flashed like lightning, striking his neck, chest, and brow, seemingly intent on taking his life in an instant.
"How could there be someone here?" Han Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Sensing the sudden tightening of his skin as a warning sign, he dared not be negligent in the slightest.
His right hand wielded the Soul-Devouring Sword, swiftly thrusting upwards and using its broad, sturdy blade to simultaneously block three iron swords aimed at his brow, heart, and throat.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
Like the clang of metal on metal, the sound reverberated instantly across the Soul-Devouring Sword.
The next instant,
Han Feng activated the Soul-Devouring Sword, and a violent sword aura suddenly erupted from its blade, like a ferocious beast that had been dormant for a long time suddenly awakening.
Strands of blood-red sword energy, like fine silk, coiled around the crystal-clear, jade-like blade of the Soul-Devouring Sword.
"laugh!"
With a flick of his right hand, the Soul-Devouring Sword moved at will.
The sword, which was originally positioned horizontally, was suddenly swung forward, and the blood-red sword energy burned like a raging fire and pounced like a monster, dancing wildly on the ferocious sword.
The three beautiful women were stunned by the murderous aura of the Soul-Devouring Sword and were unable to react for a moment.
The iron sword he was holding tightly was easily cut in half.
Just as the vicious blade of the Soul-Devouring Sword was about to sever the bodies of the three women, the ground in front of Han Feng suddenly exploded, sending mud and rocks flying everywhere.
Immediately, a strange chain sword resembling a giant crimson python shot out from the ground.
At the critical moment of life and death, the sharp, red and white sword tip of his sword collided precisely with the flat, blood-red tip of the Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand.
They managed to avert this fatal blow.
"Dengdengdeng!"
A powerful force emanated from the Soul-Devouring Sword, causing Han Feng to involuntarily retreat three steps.
The owner of the strange red and white chain sword also flipped once in the air, dissipating the force, and leaned gracefully against the corridor railing.
"This young man is quite strong. Could he really be exceptionally talented?" Zi Nu's eyes flickered as she thought to herself, "And the aura of that sword is unbelievably fierce."
However on the surface
She smiled gently, brushing her purple veiled hair behind her ear, and said softly, "In the dead of night, sneaking into someone else's courtyard with a sword is probably not an act of goodwill."
"I just wanted to stay the night and find some food for my little sister, nothing more," Han Feng replied frankly, explaining simply, "I knocked on the door earlier, but no one answered."
"So you thought this place was uninhabited, so you climbed over the wall and broke in?" a young woman questioned from the side. "And after breaking in, you were attacked and they even tried to kill us sisters?"
The other young women, each holding a broken sword, looked at the menacing giant sword in the boy's hand with barely concealed fear in their eyes.
As that terrifying, deadly sword slashed down upon them...
They seemed to be in the underworld, facing the call of death.
Even now, after being rescued by his own leader, his heart is still pounding like a drum, and he will find it difficult to calm down in a short time.
Han Feng did not agree with the woman's accusations.
He immediately retorted and defended himself:
"They were the ones who launched the attack first; I was just defending myself."
"Moreover, no casualties have been reported so far."
"you!"
The young woman was so angry that her face turned red, and she wished she could break the sword in her hand and stab several holes in him.
245. Zi Nu: Her martial arts skills are quite good; she is a master!
"Judging from this, could it be that I've accidentally stumbled into the stronghold of some mysterious force?" Han Feng wondered to himself. "How could there be so many young and beautiful women with internal energy?"
"They wouldn't kill me to silence me just because I know the secret, would they?"
While exchanging words with the other party, Han Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
I felt like a wolf cub who had wandered into a wolf's den, always on guard, with the Soul-Devouring Sword in my hand always ready to strike.
His left hand unconsciously tightened its grip on Xiaoyunji.
"Wow wow wow!"
However, Xiao Yunji didn't care how critical the situation was; she just lay in his arms and cried incessantly.
She was hungry and only wanted her brother to feed her.
At this moment, Han Feng had no time to comfort the little girl. While keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings, his gaze quietly fell on the soft chain sword tightly gripped in the right hand of the beautiful woman in purple.
"It looks familiar; I feel like I've seen this sword somewhere before."
"It seems to be related to memories from a past life."
He tried hard to recall and think, but his memory gradually became blurred over time.
Zi Nu, who was observing him closely, noticed the change in Han Feng's eyes, which made her wonder.
"It seems that this boy knows something, but has forgotten it."
"His martial arts skills are remarkable, and his physical constitution is extraordinary; he is indeed a rough gem."
After some secret observation and thought,
Zi Nu already had a plan in mind. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she said, "So, what happened just now must have been a misunderstanding."
"That's right. If it weren't for a misunderstanding, you would all be dead by now." Han Feng, unaware of the other party's intentions, maintained his tough stance.
At the same time, he inadvertently swung the Soul-Devouring Sword in his right hand, causing its malevolent aura to spread out subtly.
This creates an invisible deterrent effect.