Chapter 1: The Treasure of Yi De, Crossing the Deep...

  "Enemy attack! Protect the Emperor!"

  At the moment when Liang Xin stretched out his hands and barely managed to clamp down on that steel knife, Yang Jia also shouted out loud.

  Liáng Xīn kicked the assassin disguised as a coachman out of the way with all his might, then pulled Emperor Zhao Ji and Yang Jia together to escape from the carriage.

  At the moment when Liang Xiao led Zhao Ji and Yang Jia out of the carriage, countless arrows shot into the carriage. The arrow bundles were tied with oil bags, and as soon as they touched the carriage, the carriage was set on fire. With the help of the blazing flames from the burning carriage, Liang Xiao saw that there were more than twenty black-clothed masked men rushing forward with steel knives in all directions on the street.

  At the same time, the top-notch imperial guards who escorted the emperor on his tour also drew their weapons and protected Zhao Jie, Yang Jia, and Liang Xin in the middle. Liang Xin quietly counted the number of people, and as soon as he did, his heart sank. There were only nine people on their side.

  At the same time, Yang Jian also shouted a sentence that showed his 2B personality: "Up! Get these people down for me!" What made Liang Xin lament even more was that after Yang Jian finished shouting this sentence, those stupid and lacking palace masters really went up.

  As soon as the fight started, two of the nine top experts in the palace were killed immediately. Liang Xin shook his head silently and rushed out to grab a black-clad man's steel knife, then shouted loudly: "Everyone protect the Emperor first and retreat, I'll cover the rear!"

  "Xin'er!" "Liang Xin!" Yang Jia and Zhao Ji exclaimed in unison, as Liang Xin swiftly snatched another steel knife, and with both knives flying in tandem, actually managed to block the black-clad masked man in front of him, and even took down two more people with a swift swing.

  "Your Majesty, adoptive father, run quickly!" Liang Xin shouted loudly. In his heart, he was secretly anxious: "Geez, you guys should really run fast. If you don't run, these black-clothed men will really gang up on me and I'll be beaten by twenty of them. But if you guys run, they'll have to chase after you, so won't that make me safe?"

  "We retreat!" Yang Jiajian saw Liang Xin blocking and shouting, and immediately ordered a withdrawal with a sad voice. Zhao Ji was deeply moved in his heart and shouted loudly: "Liang Xin, you must take care of yourself. I will definitely remember your great merit of saving my life."

  "Where's the Dog Emperor running off to!"

  Suddenly, two fast horses came galloping from the end of the street. Liang Xin kicked a black-clad man in front of him flying away, and that black-clad man knocked down several other black-clad men, allowing Liang Xin to escape.

  When he heard the sentence "Where is the dog emperor running!", Liang Xin slightly frowned, because he could tell that it was a female voice.

  At this moment, only the swift horses whinnied as they approached, two cold swords slanted towards the sky, ready to fall and behead Zhao Jie at any time. When had Zhao Jie ever seen such a formation? For a while, he was stunned.

  Just as the two long swords were about to slash down on Zhao Ji's body, Liang Xin suddenly threw out one of the steel knives in his hand, knocking away one of the long swords. At the same time, Liang Xin threw out a second steel knife. The knife did not fly towards the other person's sword, but instead struck Zhao Ji's right leg, causing him to crouch down to the ground and avoid the deadly slash by a hair's breadth.

  Liang Xinfei quickly ran over, and as his body crossed with one of the fine horses, Liang Xin grabbed the reins of the horse and kicked down the black-clothed masked man riding it.

  "Psst!" Liang Xuan tightened the reins with force, then pulled Zhao Jie up onto the horse. He dismounted and helped Yang Zhan up onto the horse, saying: "Your Majesty, Father, you two go first, I'll cover the rear."

  "Xin'er, don't!" Yang Jian shouted in surprise.

  Liang Xin ignored Yang Jia's shouting and shouted: "The emperor's adoptive father, sit tight!" "Slap!" Liang Xin slapped the horse's buttocks with force, and the horse rushed out like an arrow off the string.

  After sending away Zhao Jie and Yang Jian, Liang Xin was about to make a run for it. According to his plan, as long as he ran, the black-clad men would have to chase after Zhao Jie, which meant that in all likelihood, no one would be able to catch up to him, while at the same time, no one would be able to catch up to Zhao Jie and the others either.

  Unfortunately, reality often goes against plans. Another black-clad man, unable to catch up with Zhao Ji, suddenly became enraged and pointed his long sword at Liang Xiao: "Don't bother with that dog emperor anymore, kill this dog thief for me!"

  Twenty or so people surrounded Liang Xin, and at this moment, he had no possibility of running out. The black-clothed man who was kicked off the horse by Liang Xin suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Don't hurt him."

  Liang Xin was stunned after hearing the voice, turned around and looked at the man in black, his eyes filled with surprise.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, the black-clad man who had spoken out to ask his companions not to harm Liang Xiao slowly pulled down his mask, and that absolutely beautiful face was slightly flushed from the burning carriage. It wasn't Qin Qing, who else could it be?

  It's Tianxiang Building again, and it's Tingyu Residence. But the feeling of coming here to Liangxin is completely different now. It doesn't matter about deception, but there's a faint sense of loss.

  "I didn't expect it to be you. Hmm... all of you." Liang Xin looked at Qin Qing, whose mouth was curved into a faint smile. Qin Qing dared not meet Liang Xin's gaze, and the smile on his lips made her feel a sharp pain in her heart. It was a kind of smile that was neither cold nor warm, but a calm and emotionless one.

  Qin Qing was sitting next to a beautiful woman, although Liang Xin had never seen her before, but without guessing much, Liang Xin could also know that this woman was Wan Qiyun, the top courtesan of Tianxiang Building.

  Wan Qiyun stared at Liang Xin for a long time, and finally found that this little white face had nothing special except for being a bit whiter and more handsome. Then Wan Qiyun slightly frowned and said: "Junior sister, what's the point of keeping this little white face? Let's just kill him."

  "Sister, don't." Qin Qing hastily stopped Wan Qiu Yun. Wan Qiu Yun sheathed her sword and looked at Qin Qing with some annoyance, "You must have taken a liking to this pretty boy, huh?"

  Who is Xiao Bailian? Who is Xiao Bailian? You are the one who is Xiao Bailian, your whole family is Xiao Bailian. Liang Xin shouted indignantly in her heart, but on her face, she calmly opened her mouth to ask: "Who are you guys?"

  "We are..."

  "Sister-in-law, don't say that."

  "The people of Mingjiao."

  Wan Qiyun stopped her on one side, while Qin Qing revealed her own identity on the other.

  "Sister, you..." Wan Qiyun furrowed her brow and glared at Qin Qing before saying: "Forget it, I'll tell you. It doesn't matter anyway, since you won't survive today."

  "Plunder the wealth of the many and distribute it to gather a crowd. There are those who are extremely poor, and the crowd will contribute their wealth to help...". Liang Xin recited these two sentences with an enigmatic smile, then looked at Qin Qing and Wan Qiu Yun with a warm expression: "So you two are people of the Ming Cult. I wonder how the Thirteenth Master is doing now?"

  Qin Qing let out a low cry of surprise and pointed at Liang Xin, asking: "Could it be that you are also a member of the Ming Cult?"

  At the same time, Wan Qiyun also looked at Liang Xin with a suspicious face, and for a while, she couldn't make up her mind.