EBE Chapter 363 Deng Chanyu's Escape
Chapter 363 Deng Chanyu's Escape
Tu Xingsun continued his pursuit of Deng Chanyu.
The horse suddenly appeared from the front, startling Deng Chanyu's horse, which raised its front hooves high, almost throwing her off.
Seeing Deng Chanyu's swaying figure, Tu Xingsun opened his arms and said:
"Don't be afraid, my beauty, your husband will catch you when you fall."
His short stature, coupled with the lewd smile on his face, made Deng Chanyu feel utterly disgusted!
She yanked the reins tight, steadying the frightened horse, then delivered a flying kick to the side. A splash of red flared from behind her battle robe. Deng Chanyu's face was solemn, her fighting spirit palpable as she declared:
“I, Deng Chanyu, am a female general! I am not your spoils of war, Tu Xingsun, nor a gift for the Shang Dynasty to win over Taoists.”
Tu Xingsun burrowed underground and emerged from the other side, smiling obsequiously as he said:
"That's the King's order, my beautiful Chanyu. Just obey. Do you intend to disobey the King's command?"
His skills surpassed Deng Chanyu's. With incredible speed, he changed position again to dodge Deng Chanyu's hand strike, slid under the horse's belly to the other side, and grabbed Deng Chanyu's ankle.
Then he slowly moved closer and began to sniff.
"Beautiful lady... Hmph!"
He quickly released his hand, and in front of him was a long spear that had sunk three-tenths of an inch into the ground, its end trembling.
Tu Xingsun looked over and saw Deng Xiu sitting on his horse, his face full of anger.
He called out again with a chuckle:
"What do you mean by this, brother-in-law?"
Deng Xiu said coldly:
"Keep your dirty hands away from my sister."
Tu Xingsun's expression changed, and he sneered:
"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. I only call you brother-in-law because you're my future wife. Since you two dare to disobey my orders, don't blame me for using force."
As soon as he finished speaking...
He took out the Immortal Binding Rope from his sleeve. The rope seemed to come alive as soon as it saw the wind, shooting towards Deng Xiu like a small snake. Before he could react, he was entangled and fell off his horse.
Deng Xiu fell to the ground, cursing angrily:
"Evil path! Demonic path! Don't touch my sister!"
After finishing his tirade, he looked up at Deng Chanyu again:
"Run! Run as far as you can, and never come back!"
"Run?" Tu Xingsun chuckled in a low voice, as if it were a ghost: "She can't run anywhere."
Having said that, he released another Immortal Binding Rope and aimed it at Deng Chanyu.
Tu Xingsun said coldly:
"Today, let's consummate our marriage!"
A whooshing sound.
He was looking up to see how Deng Chanyu was bound when a golden light appeared behind him, and then his body tightened—he was the one who was bound!
Tu Xingsun was greatly alarmed.
Just as it was about to turn around and burrow into the ground, its feet suddenly lifted off the ground.
Yang Jiao descended from the sky, holding a sack.
He quickly covered his head with the blanket and whispered to the Mosquito Taoist:
"As long as I don't die, it's fine."
The Immortal Binding Rope—back in the Ten Deadly Formations, Yang Jiao's first stolen item was this magic weapon from Ju Liusun. It's like everyone else has one.
The sack was tightly wrapped around Tu Xingsun's head, and he turned and shouted:
"Who? Who dares to ambush me?"
"Put me down! Put me down!"
One end of the Immortal Binding Rope was tied high to the treetop, suspending Tu Xingsun in mid-air. His feet could not touch the ground, so he could not use his earth-burrowing technique at all.
The little creature's short legs kept thrashing about anxiously.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Deng Chanyu's eyes lit up. She dared not utter Yang Jiao's name, but silently bowed.
“My benefactor, I am deeply grateful and will repay your kindness.”
Deng Xiu also knew this person's identity. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Deng Chanyu, saying:
"Go, don't come back. The country shouldn't be exchanged for a woman."
Deng Chanyu felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. The moment she rode out of the military camp, she regretted it. If she left, her father and brother would definitely be taken back to Chaoge. It was at this moment that Deng Chanyu developed a rebellious heart towards Chaoge.
She gripped the reins tightly, rode up to Deng Xiu, and suddenly said in a serious tone:
"Brother, should we continue to defend the kingdom for such a king?"
After a long silence, Deng Xiu said:
“My father once said that we are not guarding the city of Chaoge, but the people of the Shang Dynasty.”
"You can leave now. I will apologize to my father."
Tu Xingsun was still shouting from inside the sack:
"If Deng Chanyu leaves, I will definitely tell the Imperial Preceptor and report to Chaoge. Not a single member of your Deng family will live!"
Deng Chanyu's eyes turned cold.
He was about to shoot the spear in his hand.
"what!"
Tu Xingsun cried out in pain.
The gun pierced steadily through the palm of his left hand, which had just been holding Deng Chanyu, and blood dripped from the bloody hole like a thread.
Tick, tick, tick.
It smashed a small, bloody crater.
Yang Jiao looked at Deng Chanyu with admiration, wondering if she had met Yang Jian beforehand, as she was determined to die rather than marry Tu Xingsun.
That would be considered taking charge of one's own life.
It's much better than the original story, where after she married Tu Xingsun, a large section described how Tu Xingsun forced himself on her.
Deng Chanyu had vented her anger, but Yang Jiao hadn't.
She had just grasped the essence of Yuan Hong's staff technique and was ready to test it out.
He held the Thousand Machine Staff horizontally behind his back, his hands alternating between thrusting and chopping, the staff's shadows overlapping, the force landing swiftly on Tu Xingsun's shoulder.
Click.
"Ah! Who is it!?"
Yang Jiao didn't use even 30% of her strength, but she could clearly hear the sound of bones cracking amidst Tu Xingsun's wails.
He struggled, only to find that he had lost all feeling in his left shoulder, but the Immortal Binding Rope on his body was so familiar, it was a treasure from the Flying Cloud Cave.
Tu Xingsun suddenly felt flustered.
Then, Yang Jiao swung her staff, lifting Tu Xingsun into the air, then spun him around, sending him flying and disappearing instantly.
In that instant.
Her shimmering eyes trembled slightly.
The boundless darkness before them transformed into a battlefield, with warhorses galloping and soldiers clashing...
Yang Jiao blinked slightly. Here it comes again.
"All things are clear, and the future can be predicted."
On the battlefield, amidst the clash of swords, in a flash of cold light, Deng Chanyu, her clothes tattered and her face stained with blood, stood with a long spear held upright.
Tu Xingsun died at the hands of Deng Chanyu!
Changed again.
The direction has changed again.
Tu Xingsun should have died at Zhang Kui's hands, but in the premonition just now, he was killed by Deng Chanyu herself.
Startled, Yang Jiao rushed to see Deng Chanyu, but could no longer see the foreseen future.
There must be some trigger that touches upon the premonition.
She only felt that something was pushing her forward.
Yang Jiao turned around and strode towards Xiqi.
Behind her, the Deng siblings expressed their deepest gratitude, but Yang Jiao did not stop for a moment.
Mosquito Taoist silently followed behind her.
After a long while, when they arrived at the Xiqi military camp, Yang Jiao suddenly asked her:
"Mosquito, do you still remember what the primordial world was like?"