The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1529

Chapter 1529: 742 Pet Sister Maniac (Second Update)

The night was deep and quiet.

In the bamboo forest of the National Master Hall, a small bamboo house was lit with a dim oil lamp.

The National Master sat cross-legged on a round cushion.

"Master..." Ya He had just lifted the curtain to report on the progress of searching for the Little Princess to the National Master, and Senior Ye Qing hadn’t found any results yet. He wondered if they should send more people to assist.

But as the words reached his lips, he saw the National Master sitting motionless in front of a small desk, and his voice suddenly got choked off.

There were three teacups on the desk.

One in front of the National Master, one on the seat beside the National Master, and another opposite the National Master.

Was Master waiting for some friend?

But Master didn’t have any friends.

He had been in the National Master Hall for ten years and had never seen the Master in close contact with anyone, oh, except for Old Master Meng, with whom he played chess.

However, the friendship with Old Master Meng was limited to chess only.

The placement of the teacups was very strange too. Why would there be someone sitting beside the Master?

Shouldn’t they all be placed opposite him?

This wasn’t the first time Ya He had seen this scene, and he had never understood what his Master was really doing.

He had privately asked Senior Ye Qing, and all the Senior told him was not to ask too much and not to disturb the Master at such times.

Ya He carefully put down the curtain and silently retreated.

Thinking of his Master sitting there, unsure if he was waiting or reminiscing, Ya He’s expression paused momentarily.

The Master has two very important friends.

Ya He thought to himself.

...

In the woods, Qun Xuan was stupefied by the stab.

What happened to counting to three? Did you eat two and three?

The youth shows no respect for martial ethics!

Having lived more than thirty years, Qun Xuan had truly never met such a cunning and deceitful person; even the most underhanded tricks were nothing compared to this ruthlessness.

Qun Xuan was so shocked that his instincts were dulled for a second.

He stared blankly at Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao looked at him innocently and twisted the Red-Tasseled Spear in his thigh flesh!

"Damn it!"

Qun Xuan was in such pain that every hair on his body stood on end, and his features nearly fled his face!

If you stab, just stab; why twist it?

Do you think you’re mincing meat here!

Qun Xuan finally snapped back to reality, and he swung a palm toward Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had already anticipated this move and kicked his palm. Using the force of his swing, she propelled herself away, and the Red-Tasseled Spear was yanked out as well.

Qun Xuan’s thigh sprayed blood like a fountain!

I’ve never met someone so infuriating!

Qun Xuan gritted his teeth and pressed a major Acupoint on his leg to stem the gushing blood.

He then quickly tore off a piece of his hem and wrapped it around his wound.

His series of actions were fluid, showing that he had been injured many times during previous martial arts training.

Nobody is born a master; talent is indeed important, but if one does not go through repeated trials and tribulations, reaching a level unattainable by ordinary people is impossible.

Gu Jiao stabilized herself ten steps away from Qun Xuan.

The Red-Tasseled Spear really was a wonderful weapon, good for both attack and defense, suitable for both open combat and stealthy fight, and when necessary, sneak attacks were possible without being out of reach.

Gu Jiao provocatively looked at Qun Xuan, "Didn’t you agree to let me make three moves? Why go back on your word and cheat?"

Qun Xuan retorted angrily, "You said we would start after counting to three!"

Gu Jiao responded, "I never said I’d count all of them out loud; I counted two and three in my heart."

Qun Xuan’s mouth twitched: "..."

Qun Xuan decided not to waste words with Gu Jiao anymore; otherwise, he might die from anger before the fight even began.

Qun Xuan made his move without hesitation.

However, as soon as he lifted his hand, he sensed something was off.

What’s going on?

Why can’t he exert any strength in his arm?

Qun Xuan glared at Gu Jiao fiercely: "You little brat! What have you done to me!"

"Nothing much, just applied a little something on the spearhead." Gu Jiao had previously noticed someone in the forest; her intuition told her that it was a very powerful expert, so she tampered a bit with the spearhead.

She did it so discreetly that even Mu Qingchen and the guards by her side thought she was just cleaning the spear.

Qun Xuan checked the internal energy within his body, and the situation was terrible. He could barely feel it: "What exactly did you apply?"

Gu Jiao replied, "Neurotoxin."

Qun Xuan was puzzled: "What poison?"

Gu Jiao shrugged: "If you don’t understand, let’s leave it at that."

Damn, as a member of the Tang Sect, there was poison in the world he had never heard of!

Gu Jiao didn’t give Qun Xuan a chance to catch his breath, and with a backhanded grip on the Red-Tasseled Spear, she charged at Qun Xuan.

Strike while the enemy is sick, claim their life!

The amount of neurotoxin wasn’t large; she had to seize the opportunity quickly.

But just as Gu Jiao got close to Qun Xuan, a death soldier from the Han Family burst out from the forest!

The death soldier took a spear strike meant for Qun Xuan.

Mu Qingchen had passed small Qingchen to a guard, and the guard, holding one in each hand, stood bewildered looking at his Young Master.

"Leave him to me." Mu Qingchen drove the death soldier back several steps with a thrust of his sword.

Gu Jiao made another move towards Qun Xuan.

Qun Xuan grabbed hold of Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear, and with the little internal energy he had left, wrestled the spear from her and threw it deep into the woods.

The Red-Tasseled Spear wasn’t heavy, so he could still throw it.

If he had to deal with one of Xuanyuan Li’s divine weapons, he feared he wouldn’t even be able to lift it.

As expected of Tang Sect’s Qun Xuan, still able to fight in such a condition!

Gu Jiao’s foot rose again, mercilessly stomping down towards Qun Xuan’s head! _{freёwebnovel.com}