The Ugly Woman's Country Life: The Mountain Man Loves His Wife to the Extreme <<< Chapter 2390: From a Light Start

Just as the Shenwu army was locked in fierce battle with the left-wing troops, another group of soldiers surged in from behind.

...is the right-wing army.

The right flank troops, after arriving, immediately joined the battle, but their blades were aimed at the Divine Martial Army.

The Shenwu Army was immediately thrown into disarray, "Quickly, escort Your Majesty out of here!"

Several princes, ministers, and guards saw that the situation was not good. They quickly carried the delirious Emperor Qi away from the scene.

Qi Xingming, as well as Qi Xingyun who had regained some of his strength, both chased after. The two brothers guarded Emperor Qi and the other concubines and princes and princesses as they left.

They fought their way back, a single line carving a bloody path. The barracks were out of the question, for pursuers closed in behind them. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Hurry, to those woods!"

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Qi Xingyun brandished his sword, bloodthirsty in his eyes.

He just swung his sword and cut down a general who had caught up behind him, then turned his head and shouted to Emperor Qi.

Qixingming took off the cloak from his shoulders and draped it over Qi Huang, "Father Emperor, Sixth Brother's martial arts are better than mine. He will hold back the rear, and I will carry you!"

Qixingming bent down, intending to carry Qi Huang, but his guards tried to stop him.

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“Your Highness, your body is not well. Perhaps I should carry you, Your Majesty?” said the guard.

Qixingmingdao: "My own father, I, as his son, should bear this burden. All of you, step aside."

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Qixingming bent down, allowing the crowd to help Qihou onto his back. Then, gritting his teeth, he lumbered forward with Qihou, staggering as they went.

Four dark figures appeared like ghosts at the entrance of the forest, blocking Qi Xingming's path.

The guards drew their swords to meet the challenge, and four dark figures scattered in all directions.

Then, like four black whirlwinds, it swept through the midst of those guards. When they returned to their original positions, Qi Huang's guards lay on the ground like harvested grain.

Qi Xingming stared at the guards sprawled on the ground at his feet, dumbfounded.

On the side, Elder Xu shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come here! Protect the convoy, protect the convoy...ah!"

One of the shadows raised their hand and slapped Xu Gonggong. Xu Gonggong rolled out and couldn't get up for a long time, lying on the ground.

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Here, all the officials and ministers were terrified and quickly gathered around the Qi Emperor, their faces pale with fear.

Now, all hope rests on Qixingyun.

I hope the God of War can turn the tide.

In fact, Qi Xingyun was indeed a worthy warrior god. Even though he was poisoned, after some treatment with the detoxification powder he carried with him and stimulating his acupuncture points with silver needles...

The power that erupted was truly astounding.

Generally, the pursuers were slain by his sword.

If it weren't for him holding back the enemy by himself, Qi Huang and the others wouldn't have been able to escape this far.

At this moment, upon hearing the cries for help, Qi Xingyun tapped his feet lightly and, accompanied by his two guards, charged towards this direction.

The blade in his hand pointed straight at the throat of one of the shadowy figures.

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That shadowy figure stood there motionless. But the moment Qixingyun's sword tip neared his throat, his figure suddenly moved.

Like a wisp of smoke, tinged with black, flashing past from the side.

Then, like a ghost, it appeared behind Qixingyun, brandishing a pair of short daggers shaped like scissors in its hand.

Moonlight bathed the blade of the dagger in a cold, shimmering light. It reflected in his blood-red eyes, visible behind the black mask he wore.

"King Yun, be careful behind you!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

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Qi Xingyun turned his body, launching a whirlwind kick towards the shadow figure behind him.

But that person was like a paper doll, easily dodging and vanishing without a trace, as if they had evaporated into thin air.

This ghostly skill left Qi Xingyun's heart pounding.

This is not the martial arts style of the State of Qi. There's nothing strange about it; it seems more like something from the Western Regions.

At the same time, three other dark figures leaped up and surrounded Qi Xingyun.

Qixingyun's those fierce punches and kicks, at this time, were like being performed in swirling masses of black mist.

And the four of them entangled Qixingyun in this way, as if they wanted to wear him down through physical exertion.

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Qi Xingyun's toxins hadn't been completely removed from his body. Now, due to the intense battles back-to-back, his blood circulation accelerated, and the toxins were constantly being transported throughout his body.

In a short while, he was drenched in sweat, his face flushed with an unusual redness, but his lips curled into a hint of blue.

One figure in the shadows flashed a cold light, Qi Xingyun let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward, landing before Qi Huang and Qi Xingming.

The sword in his hand fell to the side, and he lay on the ground spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Sixth brother!" Qi Xingming shouted.

Seeing Qi Xingyun still lying on the ground coughing up blood, looking utterly helpless, Qi Xingming hurriedly crawled over and picked up the sword that Qi Xingyun had dropped. Then, he held Qi Huang tightly in his arms.

"Who are you, and why do you seek to murder my father?"

"As long as I, Qi Xingming, still have a breath left, no one is allowed to touch my father even a single hair. Otherwise, step over my corpse!"

Qi Xingming held his sword before him and the Qi Emperor, shouting to the four shadowy figures who had once again stood motionless before them.

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"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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Three consecutive claps of applause rang out. The troops on both sides that had surrounded Qi Huang and his entourage parted like water, creating a path in the middle.

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A tall man in a black robe and hooded cloak walked over.

This figure, this way of walking, at first glance, is really seven points similar to Emperor Qi who was sitting on the ground.

"Quack quack quack, as the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son, this is truly not false."

“Your Highness, the Cloud King, truly lives up to his reputation as the war god of Great Qi. To fight a hundred with one, you are indeed a valiant warrior who stands firm at the pass, blocking thousands.”

The black-robed man's voice was a raspy whisper, like an owl crying in the night.

"It's a pity, you were poisoned and your skill is greatly reduced. Otherwise, if you were at your peak, having a match with me and my four subordinates would be quite a sight to see, gaga gaga..."

The visitor seemed to enjoy laughing a lot, giggling several times after just a few words.

But, his laughter was really too jarring, it sent shivers down one's spine.

"Who are you?"

Qi Xingyun struggled to sit up. He snatched the sword from Qi Xingming's hand and held Qi Huang tightly behind him.

"Were the revolts of the left and right armies your plan?" Qi Xingyun asked again, a trace of blood still visible on his lips that he hadn't bothered to wipe away.

The hooded man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his face obscured by shadow.

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But those pair of cold eyes could make everyone present feel like he was sizing them up.

“Treason?” he raised a finger to his nose, “Your Highness Prince Yun, are you speaking of me?”

Qi Xingyun frowned, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be!"

The hooded man raised his arms and laughed heartily at the sky.

This laughter was both shrill and unrestrained, with a touch of savagery, as well as something repressed and twisted.

"Who are you? Why do you want to murder my father?" Qi Xingyun asked in a deep voice. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

“If you admit your mistake now and dismiss the troops who were misled by you, my father, who rules with benevolence and righteousness, might show leniency towards you.” Qi Xingyun continued.

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