Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 170 Death is not a pity
Yan Ciwan reacted quickly.

She twisted her waist to avoid the stabbing knife, and at the same time drew out the Ning Dao. The soft and thin blade split the oncoming hay and ice and snow, and hit the scimitar in front of her.

The blades collided, making a crisp clanging sound.

The opponent didn't expect her to be so strong. His palms were numb and his scimitar almost flew out of his hand.

Snow and hay clattered to the ground.

Yan Ciwan looked closely and saw that the other person was wearing a black cloak, with most of his face hidden under the wide hood. She could only see his lips and jaw.

But she still recognized him at a glance and directly pointed out his identity.

"Ulan Thirteen!"

The other person raised his head, revealing his full face, blue eyes, hooked nose, bronze complexion, and fluffy dark brown curly hair braided into a braid hanging in front of his chest. It was indeed Ulan Shisan who had not been seen for a long time!

He raised his left hand and swung it hard. A short knife flew out from his sleeve and stabbed into Yan Ci Wan's heart.

Yan Ciwan swung his knife to block and knocked the dagger away.

Wulan Shisan took this opportunity to step back, distance himself from her, and whistled loudly.

Fifteen, sixteen, and twenty-two appeared at the same time. They drew their bows and aimed their arrows at Yan Ciwan.

Wulan Thirteen said coldly: "Princess, it was because we underestimated you before that twenty-four people died at your hands. I will not make the same mistake twice."

All the Ulanqi have undergone rigorous training. Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, but they are also proficient in riding and shooting, with archery skills enough to hit the target from a hundred paces away.

At this moment, Yan Ci Wan was about a hundred steps away from them. If they just released the bowstring, they could shoot her into a sieve.

Yan Ciwan sighed as if he had accepted his fate: "It seems that I can't escape death tonight. After all, we have known each other for many years. For the sake of our past friendship, can you let me die with peace of mind? Why did you obey Yan Tingyu? What benefits did she promise you?"

In response to her question, Ulan Shisan only gave a two-word answer.

"Fire arrows!"

Fifteen, sixteen, and twenty-two released their fingers at the same time, the taut bowstring suddenly loosened, making a buzzing sound, and arrows shot out, flying towards Yan Ciwan from three different directions.

Yan Ciwan had nowhere to hide, so he simply gave up.

She spun around and swung her sword, sweeping it across. All three arrows hit the blade and were knocked away without missing a single one.

Wulan Shisan: "Let it go again!"

So the three of them drew their bows and arrows again. This time, each of them held three arrows in their hands at the same time, and nine arrows were shot out at the same time!
The Ning Dao in Yan Ciwan's hand was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping away all the arrows.

She didn't like passive defense. After the opponent finished shooting a round of arrows, she seized this moment of opportunity to perform Qinggong. Her figure flew out like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye she appeared in front of Ulan Shisan, slashing at the opponent's knee with the Ning Dao in her hand.

Wulan Thirteen retreated and dodged repeatedly, Yan Ciwan chased closely, and after the Ning Dao turned a circle, she chopped it forward with her backhand. Fifteen, Sixteen, and Twenty-Two still raised their bows and arrows, but because Yan Ciwan and Wulan Thirteen were moving at high speed, the three of them could not guarantee that they could accurately shoot Yan Ciwan. In order to avoid accidentally hurting their companions, the three of them did not dare to act rashly.

Wulan Shisan raised his scimitar and held it horizontally in front of him to block the Ning Dao that was coming towards him.

The two knives collided, and Ulan Shisan's entire arm was numb and sore. He gritted his teeth and held on with all his strength, but his knuckles were torn due to excessive force and blood oozed out.

Yan Ciwan looked at him and said, "Let me ask you one last time, why did you betray me and Aye?"

Wulan Shisan's eyes were red, as if he had made up his mind to risk his life at this moment. He roared at the top of his lungs.

"Fire arrows!"

Fifteen, Sixteen, and Twenty-Two hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to obey the order and loosened their fingers at the same time.

At the same time, Ulan Shisan suddenly let go of his hand.

The scimitar fell from his hand, and Yan Ciwan was unable to control his strength for a moment, and the Ningdao in his hand chopped down, the blade easily cut through his skin and sank into his body. However, he seemed to feel no pain, and tightly grasped Yan Ciwan's collar to prevent her from dodging the arrows.

The more critical the moment of life and death, the clearer Yan Ciwan's mind became.

She stretched out her left hand and grabbed Wulan Shisan's neck, and her feet quickly turned. Wulan Shisan wanted to resist, but he was no match for Yan Ciwan, so he was forced to exchange positions with her.

In this way, it became that Ulan Shisan stood in front of Yan Ciwan.

All the arrows hit Ulan Shisan's body without missing a single one.

His face was distorted by the severe pain, his body was twitching violently, and the hand that was holding Yan Ci Wan's collar slowly loosened.

Yan Ciwan looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "You should know what will happen if you betray me and Aye?"

Wulan Shisan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Ciwan reacted quickly, immediately let go of his hand and stepped back, but a little blood still splashed on his clothes on his chest.

She looked at Ulan Shisan lying in the snow. His eyes were wide open, his blue pupils were gradually losing their luster, blood was spreading rapidly under his body, and he was already dying.

Fifteen, Sixteen, and Twenty-Two, who were far away, saw this scene and all their expressions changed.

They still held their bows and arrows, but did not take the next step for a long time.

Yan Ci Wan looked at them. She originally wanted to ask them the reason why they betrayed her, but Wulan Shisan would rather die than tell the truth. She knew it was useless to ask, so she said.

"I think you have already informed Yan Tingyu that I am still alive. Then please send her a letter and tell her that I will go to Chang'an to find her and ask her to wash her neck and wait for me."

After saying that, she gripped the hilt tightly and pulled out the Ning Dao. Wulan Shisan's body twitched violently and more blood flowed out. The snow beneath her was dyed red.

He was completely out of breath.

Yan Ciwan really doesn't like killing people, but for a traitor like this who wants to take her life, death is not a pity!

When she looked into the distance again, the three Ulan Riders had disappeared.

Yan Ciwan didn't care. She sheathed the knife, turned around and left.

She returned to the guest room along the same route, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Xiao Wang sitting on the bamboo couch waiting for a long time.

In the dim room, the two looked at each other.

Xiao Wang's nose moved, he smelled blood, his expression changed slightly: "Are you injured?"

He immediately got out of bed and lit a lamp. He looked at Yan Ciwan carefully in the light and saw a little blood on her chest.

Yan Ciwan explained: "I am not injured, this blood belongs to someone else."

Xiao Wang asked what was going on?

Yan Ciwan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Some enemies were chasing me. I just realized they were nearby, so I went to meet them. Four of them surrounded me, but I killed one of them, and the other three ran away."

Xiao Wang immediately put on his clothes and said, "Take me to see it."

Yan Ciwan took him out of the inn through the back door and returned to the place where the fight had just taken place.

However, the snow was empty. Not only was Ulan Shisan's body missing, but even the bloodstains had disappeared completely.

　Happy New Year everyone, and a prosperous Year of the Snake!

　　(End of this chapter)