Chapter 237 She Has a Fever (1)

Chapter 237 She Has a Fever (1)

Boom!

The solid courtyard door slammed against the wall, moaning in despair, and finally could only pull it down feebly.

"Huahua!" Rong Xia put down the hand holding the bow, and said sharply, "What are you doing here, get out!"

"Shut up!" Ban Hua yelled back.

The rain drenched her hair and whole body. She didn't take care of her flaws, but felt that the robe on her body was in the way, so she lifted the skirt and tied it around her waist. In a blink of an eye, she avoided two assassins sneak attack.

The assassins didn't expect a woman to rush over. After seeing the person clearly, they stopped Banhua, but they didn't kill him. Obviously these people knew Ban Hua's identity, and they were slightly scruples about her.

As soon as they were scrupulous, Ban Hua broke through their encirclement and came to Du Jiu's side.

"Injured?" Ban Hua wiped the water off his face, and with a flick of the sword, dark red blood flowed down the sword, mixed with the rain, and splashed onto the bluestone floor.

The sword Banhua used was very light and sharp, and every move and style was as silent as an afterimage, and it was so fast that it made people dazzled.

Du Jiu clutched his wound, still unable to react.

Just when he thought he was going to die for the night, Princess Fule rushed in with only two female guards. The posture of holding the sword and the neat movement of tying the corners of the skirt gave him a feeling of seeing the battlefield. heroism.

On this rainy night with lightning and thunder, Du Jiu believed for the first time the old Jing Tinggong's words.

Princess Fuller is indeed the one who resembles him the most, and even this martial art is amazing.

Laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. Many people in Daye practice swordsmanship, but most of them learn the way of strengthening their bodies, such as their Lord Hou. But Princess Fule is different. Her every move has a sharp edge, and even a chilling chill.

The only thing she lacks is the murderous aura that can only be tempered through the battlefield.

The moment the lightning flashed, a sleeve arrow flew out, and the target it wanted to attack was Rong Xia behind Ban Hua and Du Jiu. Rong Xia turned his head to avoid it, but the assassin obviously came prepared, and someone aimed at Rong Xia again.

"Master Hou!" Du Jiu's eyes were shattered, and in desperation, he could only throw the sword in his hand and plunge it into the assassin's chest. At this moment, Chao Rongxia, an assassin who was lying on the ground, raised his hand.

"Lord Hou!"

Du Jiu felt chills all over his body, trembling with endless fear from his bones.

"Ding!" The silver sword edge blocked the sleeve arrow, the sword edge trembled, and the sleeve arrow fell to the ground. Ban Hua stepped forward a few steps, and stepped on the assassin's chest. The assassin spat out foam, rolled his eyes and passed out.

At this moment, guards rushed over from outside the courtyard.

Banhua raised her sword and pointed at the six or seven assassins who were still standing in the yard. The rain rolled down her face, giving her an extremely pale and eerie beauty.

"withdraw."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin wanted to retreat.

"This is Lord Hou's mansion, not a place where little fish and shrimp live." Ban Hua quickly stopped in front of these assassins, "I'm just going to see who of you can walk out today."

Now in the yard, except for Banhua and her two guards who were intact, Du Jiu and several of her guards were seriously injured. As for Rong Xia who was still standing still, Banhua didn't count him in the combat power.

"The princess is a weak woman, why risk your life?" The leading assassin finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, which sounded very strange, "Although Cheng Anhou is a rare handsome man, as you, I want to What kind of man do you want? If he is dead, you can raise as many faces as possible, all kinds of charms, everything you need, why do you have to work hard for a man?"

"In front of a beauty, how can I lose my heroic appearance?" Ban Hua sneered, "It's just a shameful mosquito, fly and bug in the gutter, and it deserves to tell me the conditions?"

Banhua's swordsmanship is very good. She is best at swordsmanship and whipping. On the contrary, she is not so good at archery and boxing. When outsiders see that she is good at archery, they praise her for her grandfather's legacy, just because they didn't see it. Banhua's swordsmanship was nothing more than that.

The Ban family raised many soldiers who were wounded and disabled on the battlefield. These people had fought from the mountains of corpses and blood. In the past, the old Duke Jingting always took her to deal with these people. Later, when Duke Jingting passed away, the Ban family still supported these aging soldiers, but the court had already forgotten about these meritorious ministers and no longer cared about them.

Banhua learned all her skills from them. She loved beauty since she was a child, and felt that the sword and boxing skills were not beautiful enough, nor could she show her temperament, so she didn't like to learn them. Before she was fifteen, she had to practice martial arts every day. In the past two years, because she was getting older and spent more time going out, she had neglected to practice.

Back then, my grandfather once praised her for her martial arts skills, but unfortunately, few people in the capital believed her.

She deeply regrets this.

Seeing that Ban Hua was so aggressive, the assassin no longer had any scruples, and made all his moves ruthlessly.

But they didn't expect that Banhua's two female guards were more powerful in martial arts than Banhua, and their fierceness was like... dead soldiers?

The Ban family actually raised a dead soldier for a daughter?

The assassin who thought of this was secretly startled, but he didn't have a chance to express this thought.

Because he died, under the sword of Banhua's female guard.

The dead man learned the killer method of sneak attacking in the dark, but Banhua and the two guards learned the method of killing on the battlefield. The two people's killing methods collided with each other, and they competed immediately.

The two female guards moved very neatly, and there was no unnecessary movement between raising their hands and kicking their legs. Because on the battlefield, the enemy will not allow you to make unnecessary actions, they are fighting for their lives.

"puff."

This is the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

Rong Xia looked at the woman in front of her. In the night, she didn't seem to be as delicate and sweet as usual, but a little more cold and mysterious. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face look like deep winter white snow.

He felt that his heart was a little breathless, but his eyes seemed to have lost their minds, he could only look at her, and could only turn with her.

Ban Hua quickly drew out the sword, and blood spattered out, staining the upper of her shoe. She frowned, and instead of looking at the assassin lying on the ground, she turned her head to look at Rong Xia who had rushed into the rain at some point, "Don't come here, Du Jiu, drag your Lord Hou back, in case this What if someone inside is pretending to be dead?"