The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 04 part 8

He managed to tear the handkerchief with the tip of the twig, but he did not know that the handkerchief attack was just a mere lure because in the next second, he was not aware that the handkerchief attack was just a mere lure, Cui Im had slammed an object like a ball that had been hidden behind a handkerchief.

The ball let out an explosive sound and black smoke surrounded Keng Hong. The young man was shocked once and jumped up, but it was too late. He had sucked in a fishy-smelling black smoke, his head was dizzy, his eyes were twitching.

He staggered and in the darkness of the smoke the sword of Cui Im grabbed and pierced his hull. Keng Hong still had time to fend off while exerting energy.

“Tranggg...!" The red sword slipped out of Cui Im's hand.

However, at that time Keng Hong was toppled because a girl's kick hit her right knee. Keng Hong rolled down, his eyes darkened, his breathing gasping so much that more black smoke was sucked in by him!

Cui Im became excited. He had already charged forward after grabbing his red sword, thrust towards the neck of the already helpless young man.

"Singggg... tranggg...!"

Cui Im held back his screams as his sliding sword suddenly caught in mid-air, just inches away from Keng Hong's neck, and slipped out of his hand and flew upwards, seized by a roll of white light that came snatching away as fast as lightning.

"Holy (unclear women) what are you going to do about it?" There was a fine reprimand and it turned out that there was a girl who was at most eighteen years old, dressed in white silk with blue stripes, who had been standing there, holding a long white silk belt that was used amazingly to rob the sword in the hands of Cui Im.

"Sumoi (sister of women)...! You...??" shouted Cui Im with a voice of shock and terror.

It looks strange. Why is Cui Im a college brother afraid of his younger brother? But the truth is that.

"Now, I return your sword, Holy!" the white dress girl said.

Once it moved the wrist that held the white silk belt, the red sword slid towards Cui Im who quickly greeted him and kept it. The white-clothed girl then moved her belt that grabbed towards Keng Hong like a living snake, involved the body of the young man who was still dizzy and drunk, then once betot, he said, keng Hong's body floated near the girl.

Cui Im looked on with a curious red face as his sumoi took out a roll of black silk, then tied the two wrists of Keng Hong who was still lying on the back of confusion. After carefully tying the young man's two hands, the white-clothed girl re-worn her belt, engaged in her slender waist.

"Sumoi why did you take him prisoner? That he.. mine! I caught him, and I deserve him. She's my lover!" cui Im shouted in a curious and angry tone, yet he still did not dare to let out a rude remark towards this sumoi of his.

"Hemmm, I saw that you were about to kill her," said the white-clothed girl in a smooth and calm voice.

"Because he is mine, I have every right to do anything against him. I was about to kill him because he didn't fulfill my request to search for the relics of Sin-jiu Kiam-ong."

"I know all that, Holy. I'm just not happy to see you killing him. My own mother told me to catch up with you and watch your movements. And I have to say that what I saw last night and now is really disappointing. You are too indulgent with your lust, lust and anger. The one sought has not been obtained, why would it kill him? Mother told me to catch him and bring him to me."

"Already, Holy. Let's go face mom and you can talk to me."

"But subo (mother teacher)..."

"That's it!" The white-clothed girl snapped so her saint fell silent.

Then the white-clothed girl moved her lips flattened and heard a very loud shrill scream. Shortly afterwards, the sound of a wheelbarrow that was driven by a horse quickly headed to the place.

It turned out then that the wagon was pulled by four large horses, driven by a beautiful young woman, there were also on the back of the wagon there were still three beautiful and fierce half-old women. These four women who came were all wearing yellow clothes and on their backs appeared the handle of a sword.

"Put her into the carriage, I will myself guard her with the saint," said the girl giving orders to the three half-old women who had already jumped down from the horse.

Without saying anything, they lifted Keng Hong's body and put him in the carriage, sitting on a bench facing backwards. Keng Hong was still dizzy in his head, waking up and deepening his eyes, starting to gather magic air to repel the poisonous air that was dirtying his chest and head.

"The four of you go first to report to the mother that the one who is wanted has been taken captive. Let the saint take the place of being a coachman and I'm in control of this man. Go!"

The four men nodded. The young woman who had become a coachman was shaken by one of them and the three horses then drove to the front. Cui Im let out a long sigh of disappointment, but without much refuting he then moved to sit ahead and become a coachman. There was also the white-clothed girl now sitting opposite Keng Hong.

Cui Im crazily whipped the four horses that immediately banged up while making a loud neighing sound. The wheels of the carriage roared over the cobbled road, and these shocks made Keng Hong quickly regain consciousness.

Since then Keng Hong had not fainted, only dizzy and his eyes were twitching. But he was still able to clearly follow what had happened and could understand that his life was helped by the white-clothed girl who was holding him and was now sitting in front of him. If there was no girl, his neck would have been cut off and his life would have been lost to the red sword of Cui Im.

He was astonished at why this sumoi of Cui Im seemed far more shrewd than Cui Im himself and was greatly obeyed by his saint. But he knew all that mostly from the sharpness of his hearing because his eyes were still twitching and blurred.

Now, after he had driven away the remaining poisonous air, aided by the shock of the carriage which brought his eyes back to light, he opened his eyes to look at the lady sitting in front of him. The first thing that dazzled Keng Hong was those two eyes.

A pair of extremely beautiful eyes, reminiscent of Keng Hong of the stars in the sky, with a gentle warm glow like the morning sun, clear like a well, sharp beyond the heirloom sword, but behind all the beauty is clearly hidden cold nature that is very creepy!

The eye seemed to be able to catch his consciousness but just a glance swept across his face, then the eye looked again forward, as if it could penetrate everything in front of him.

Then look Keng Hong's eyes crept over that face and he became even more fascinated. This girl who was much younger than Cui Im, whose age was estimated to be no older than herself, had a very beautiful face.