The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1525

Chapter 1525: 740 God of War Makes a Move_2

"Jiaojiao?"

Xiaojiu felt her presence but remembered Gu Jiao’s words, not to look back.

Gu Jiao stared intently at the figure of Feng Lao San ahead of her, raised her hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Count the stars."

"Alright!" Xiaojiu sat cross-legged on the cloak, gazing into the vast, misty starry sky, "One, two, three..."

His tender, soft voice was the tranquility she was sworn to protect.

Gu Jiao stood up straight, holding the Red-Tasseled Spear, and walked step by step, bloodied, towards Feng Lao San.

Feng Lao San was bewildered.

What’s happening?

After getting kicked by him, she could still stand up, still walk towards him!

"Good, if you’re looking for death, then don’t blame this old man for being merciless!"

Feng Lao San swung his long saber, aiming a blow at Gu Jiao’s neck!

The expected severed head of Gu Jiao vanished in a flash!

Feng Lao San was startled.

Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear still stuck in the ground, but where was she?

The next second, Gu Jiao appeared behind Feng Lao San.

A chill ran down Feng Lao San’s spine as he realized something and just as he was about to turn around, Gu Jiao grabbed the hair at the back of his head.

Gu Jiao held him with one hand and with the other, clenched a dagger, slicing open his throat.

This was not the Xuanyuan Family’s Spear Technique but a lethal move from her past life, long unused, but she remembered.

Feng Lao San fell to the ground, eyes wide and mouth agape.

The air filled with a thick scent of blood; Gu Jiao’s internal savage instincts stirred but she remained in control for now.

She held the bloody dagger and looked indifferently at the remaining four.

There was no fierceness in her eyes, nor any trace of pride or satisfaction from defeating an opponent—she was utterly calm.

But that was precisely what made her the most terrifying.

Kid, did you just kill an important figure or what? It’s not like you’re chopping up a load of Chinese cabbage!

Gu Jiao raised her dagger, "I’m tired of this, all of you come at once."

...

Elsewhere, Mu Qingchen and a close-in guard had also entered the forest.

The guard looked up and said, "Young Master, look, that eagle is flying so high."

Mu Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced.

He had been observing that eagle for a while now, constantly circling in a certain area.

Mu Qingchen shifted his gaze, "Forget the eagle, finding the person is what’s important."

The guard acknowledged, "Yes, Young Master."

After walking a distance, the guard whispered, "It’s gotten dark, if we still haven’t found the Little Princess, chances are that things might not be looking too good for her."

Mu Qingchen frowned but didn’t respond.

He didn’t want to see such a thing happen, yet he had to admit, the longer it took, the slimmer the Little Princess’s chances of survival became.

They had entered the forest from another direction and didn’t come across the peddler’s corpse; therefore, they didn’t know the Little Princess had already been found and taken away. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

The guard spoke again, "Young Master, why didn’t you let Mu Chuan come along?"

Mu Qingchen replied, "He wouldn’t have been of any help."

He’s still a child himself.

As they talked, suddenly, a hawk’s cry pierced the sky, and the Hai Dongqing that had been circling above the forest dove down swiftly as if it had spotted prey.