Love is deep but fate is shallow, this beautiful wife has waited for a thousand years

Chapter 198 Fate is hard to defy

Inside the villa, Ruan Haoyu was serving Concubine Rou medicine when he heard an explosion outside. His hands trembled and he stood up suddenly. The medicine in his hand spilled and dripped onto Concubine Rou's bed.

Concubine Rou frowned, "What's wrong? You look so flustered."

"Something happened to Xiao Qiao." Ruan Haoyu put the medicine bowl on the table and was about to go out.

"Stop." Concubine Rou shouted. Ruan Haoyu paused and heard Concubine Rou say, "Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, I think you really forgot your mother after marrying a wife. It's only been a short time since she left, and you're so distracted. What went wrong?"

Ruan Haoyu turned around and said, "Mother, I don't have time to explain to you. I will tell you slowly after I rescue Xiao Qiao."

"You... Ouch." Concubine Rou covered her chest and fell on the bed, her face full of pain. She stretched out her hand to Ruan Haoyu. At this time, the voice of the Phantom Guard sounded outside, "Sir, the commander sent an emergency signal for help."

Ruan Haoyu did not hesitate any longer and turned to leave. Concubine Rou called out weakly from behind him: "Yu'er..."

Ruan Haoyu didn't even turn his head. He only heard him quickly instruct the people outside, "Hurry up and ask the doctor to come and see the lady. Gather all the Phantom Guards to support Commander Mu immediately. Prepare the horses immediately..."

The sound faded further and further away. Concubine Rou pounded the bed fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "Mu Xiaoqiao, I will not be a human being if I don't kill you today!"

Mu Xiaoqiao and the Phantom Guards who arrived earlier had been fighting hard for more than half an hour, and both sides suffered heavy losses. If the Phantom Guards were hit by a hidden weapon and started bleeding, they would die of the poison within half an incense stick of time. So everyone tried their best to fight the enemy in close combat so that they could use the enemy as a shield. Unfortunately, their people were not afraid of hidden weapons, and even if they were accidentally injured, they would only have superficial injuries because they had taken the antidote in advance. The Phantom Guards suffered a great loss.

Fortunately, the Phantom Guards are well-trained and have stronger combat power than the people from the Qinghui Sect. Those people are no match for them in close combat. After they are dealt with, those members of the sect who were originally responsible for launching hidden weapons have to face the enemy head-on. As a result, there are casualties on both sides, but because the Qinghui Sect has more people than the Phantom Guards, they still have the upper hand for the time being.

Mu Xiaoqiao's white clothes were now splattered with a lot of blood, but it was all the enemy's blood. Except for her hair being a little messy, everything else was fine. She had killed many people from the Qinghui Sect and was now fighting with the leader.

Seeing that the leader of Qinghui Sect was gradually losing, Mu Xiaoqiao suddenly caught a glimpse of a hidden weapon heading straight for the back of Nichang who was not far away. Nichang was being tightly entangled by her opponent and had no way to dodge.

If hit by the hidden weapon, Nichang would surely die. At the critical moment, Mu Xiaoqiao didn't care about the opponent in front of her, and threw the long sword in her hand, just knocking down the hidden weapon when it was about to touch Nichang's back. At the same time, she felt a sharp pain in her leg, because she was hit on the leg by the jade flute in the hand of the leader.

Fortunately, he used a jade flute to summon people, and although it hit Mu Xiaoqiao, there was no wound, and the jade flute was not poisoned. Mu Xiaoqiao was not in danger of her life for the time being, but this person's internal strength was not weak, and the pain was so severe that Mu Xiaoqiao felt that her leg bone was broken.

Nichang heard the sound of weapons and hidden weapons falling to the ground behind her. She turned around and saw Mu Xiaoqiao kneeling on one knee. She shouted, "Commander," and solved the problem with one sword. She then flew over quickly and blocked another attack for Mu Xiaoqiao.

Nishang pulled Mu Xiaoqiao back. As soon as Mu Xiaoqiao stood up, she felt a sharp pain in her legs. Her feet went weak and she knelt down again. Nishang hurriedly supported her body. Mu Xiaoqiao forced the leader back with one hand and climbed onto Nishang's neck, finally steadying herself.

Seeing that they had gained the upper hand, how could the leader of the Qinghui Sect miss such a good opportunity? He held the jade flute across his lips and a burst of passionate flute sounds came out. In an instant, all the remaining members of the Qinghui Sect concentrated their strength and attacked Mu Xiaoqiao, and hidden weapons flew over like rain.

Mu Xiaoqiao had no weapons in his hands, only the sword in Nichang's hand dancing like a flower, but it could not stop the hidden weapons coming from all directions. Seeing that the two were about to be hit by the hidden weapons, the leader smiled. As long as the hidden weapons scratched his skin, he could ensure that Mu Xiaoqiao would not survive. In this way, Qinghui Sect would finally complete the mission and could retreat. The other Phantom Guards were not their targets, and there was no need for him to waste time on those people.

The Qinghui Sect suffered heavy losses in this mission, with more than half of their best fighters killed or injured. After returning, they will have to recuperate for a while.

As soon as the leader thought of this, he saw the hidden weapons that were about to shoot Mu Xiaoqiao and Nichang into sieves were knocked down one after another. His smile froze on his face. Before he could see what was going on, he felt a chill between his eyebrows. He reached out his hand to touch his forehead in surprise, and felt that a cold silver needle was inserted right in the middle, with only the tail of the needle sticking out. His vision gradually blurred, and the last scene he saw was another group of Phantom Guards appearing, harvesting the lives of the people from Qinghui Sect like harvesting wheat...

Mu Xiaoqiao was supported by Nishang as she retreated. Her legs were powerless and Nishang had to block the hidden weapon with one hand. She failed to support her properly and she stumbled and fell backwards.

"Commander!"

Nishang immediately turned around and pulled her, and saw that someone had already supported Mu Xiaoqiao before her. When she looked closely, she found that it was Ruan Haoyu.

"Sir," Nishang breathed a sigh of relief, "You are finally here."

Ruan Haoyu only had Mu Xiaoqiao in his eyes at this moment. He hugged her distressedly and whispered, "Xiaoqiao, I'm sorry, I'm late. How are you?"

Mu Xiaoqiao shook his head, smiled, and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm fine, I'm still alive. Fortunately you came, otherwise I might have to go back alone."

"You are not allowed to leave me alone." Ruan Haoyu scratched her nose. He had just rushed here in a panic, but now he finally felt relieved.

Mu Xiaoqiao looked back and saw that the Phantom Guards had ended the battle. With the death of the leader of the Qinghui Sect, the remaining members immediately lost their backbone. They panicked and became vulnerable, and were soon defeated.

"The Qinghui Sect has suffered a huge loss this time. They have a chance to earn money but not to spend it. They never consider right or wrong when accepting jobs. We can be regarded as getting rid of harm to the people this time."

Mu Xiaoqiao estimated that Qinghuimen must have suffered a heavy blow this time and might not be able to accept orders in the short term.

Ruan Haoyu picked up Mu Xiaoqiao and walked towards his horse while saying, "You still have the time to care about Qinghui Sect. Who wants to kill you this time? If we can't find the mastermind behind this, I'm afraid we have to be careful everywhere in the future."

Mu Xiaoqiao nestled in his arms and shook her head, "I don't know either. I don't seem to have offended anyone. Could it be my father's enemy?"

The two of them could not come to a conclusion, while on the other side, Nichang was directing everyone to clean up the battlefield and move the dead Phantom Guards together. These were comrades who had once fought side by side, but they had also long been prepared to face death. As secret guards, dying for their master was an honor for them.

Mu Xiaoqiao had a leg injury, so Ruan Haoyu put her on the horse. Looking at those sisters who died in battle to save her, Mu Xiaoqiao felt bad. The sacrifice of comrades on the battlefield is always sad.

"Nichang, take everyone back and bury them in the back hill of the villa. It is also our home there. We can go there to burn incense for them in the future. Also, dig a pit on the spot and burn all the bodies of Qinghuimen to prevent the spread of the plague."

Nichang agreed and took people to work. Ruan Haoyu and Mu Xiaoqiao rode side by side on their horses, preparing to go back to treat their injuries first.

Nichang looked around, trying to see where to dig a hole. At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed in her eyes. She closed her eyes abruptly, then opened them immediately. When she looked closely, she was immediately horrified and turned back to shout, "Commander, be careful~"

But it was too late. A small arrow accompanied by a strong wind flew towards Mu Xiaoqiao's back. From the direction of the arrow, it could be seen that the archer had extremely strong internal strength. The small arrow even contained a faint sound of a dragon's roar.

When Mu Xiaoqiao heard Ni Chang's shout, she was startled and turned back subconsciously, but she only heard the sound of a sharp blade entering flesh. Then, a warm body fell on her, and then slowly slid from the horse's back to the ground. She wanted to reach out to pull it, but found that her hands had no strength at all. A huge fear gripped her heart. She moved her eyes little by little, and saw Ruan Haoyu lying on the ground, coughing up blood.