Chapter 54: Oni's Cry (1)
Qing Lai carefully helped Xia Tong put on her last piece of clothing, and the door was once again pushed open with great force.
A gust of cool wind hit her face, and Xia Tong hadn't even had time to clearly see who the person was before she was strongly pulled into their arms.
It was as if he feared losing her, and he held her with such force that Xiaotong found it hard to breathe!
"It's fine as long as you're okay!" The voice that echoed in his ear seemed to be casual, but Xia Tong heard the tremble in the words, he was afraid.
At this moment, Xia Tong felt that her heart was filled with happiness, as if it was full and wanted to overflow from the corners of her eyes!
"Dust!"
Xia Tong softly called out, her hands wrapped around his waist, burying her head in the crook of his arm, savoring the happiness he brought to her. After a long while, she turned her face and saw Mu Beichen standing behind him, with a worried expression on his face!
Her face turned red, she pushed away the dust that was tightly embracing her, and walked up to him: "Sorry, I made you worry?"
Mu Beichuan's face turned red, and he coldly snorted: "Stupid woman, who's worried about you?"
Hehe, dead duck's hard mouth! Every time he is embarrassed, he always shouts at her rudely as "woman"! But the worry in his eyes cannot be ignored!
"That assassin, I'll find him no matter where he is and tear him to pieces!" Mu Beichen gritted his teeth and said, his dark eyes flashing with a gloomy light, an expression that Xia Tong had never seen before.
"Seize the assassin! Seize the assassin!"
A shrill cry rose from the west and merged with the noisy voices!
If I'm not mistaken, the west should be where Liu Ying lives!
"Stay in the room, no matter what happens, don't come out!" Mu Beichen's face changed as he pushed Xia Tong towards Qing Li: "Take good care of her, if anything happens, I'll ask you!"
"Yes!" Qing Li respectfully replied, supporting Xia Tong.
He turned his head again: "Cheng, you'd better stay here too, it's safer!"
Before Mu Bei Cheng could respond, he had already taken large strides out of the door and slammed it shut behind him.
Outside was in an uproar, with people continually walking back and forth, searching for assassins while holding torches.
Xia Tong paced back and forth in the room: Judging from the calmness of that masked assassin and his daring to sneak into the Northern King's mansion at night, he must have had some extraordinary abilities! Who was his target for assassination? Would he be in danger?
"No way, I'm going out. I've been waiting here for so long that I'm about to die of impatience!" Xia Tong stopped in her tracks and immediately walked towards the door.
"Are you sure that going out now won't drag down your brother?" Mu Beichuan's icy voice rang out, causing her to stop in her tracks.
She turned around and glared at him fiercely: This little brat, just a few days ago, now he's speaking in a mysterious and ambiguous tone again!
"Princess, it's very dangerous outside, and the assassin hasn't been caught yet!" Qing Li also spoke out to stop her.
"Quickly, quickly, over there, catch him!"
Outside was another shout, and soon a large number of guards rushed over.
There was a "bang" sound, followed by a faint rustling noise coming from the other side of the room. Qing Li immediately changed color and quickly ran towards that direction.
That side is a window, not closed! Immediately, Xia Tong also understood immediately!
Xiatong turned around and saw the man in black clothes from before, his mask had been pulled down. Xiatong looked at him and exclaimed with Murong Beichen in unison: "Gui Nu!"
His face was as wooden as ever, devoid of any emotion, but his complexion was pale and bloodless. Further down, in the darkness, what seemed to be black, eerie blood dripped drop by drop onto the ground, forming a puddle in an instant.
"You're hurt!" Xia Tong furrowed her brow and took a step forward, gazing at him.
"Princess, be careful!" Qing Li was startled and pulled Xia Tong behind him, taking a stance as if ready to pounce.
"Qing Li, don't worry! If he wanted to kill me, he wouldn't have spared my life from the start!" Xia Tong pulled Qing Li's hand and looked at her eyes steadily: "Even now you're not his match at all! I think you know this better than I do!"

