The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1523 - 739 The God of Death is Coming! _3

The peddler’s eyes flashed with an intense killing intent.

He soared through the air, stretching out his demonic claws and twisting them mercilessly toward Little Jingkong’s neck!

The force of this move was not something a five-year-old child could dodge.

His demonic claw clamped onto Little Jingkong’s throat.

And just at that moment, something unexpected happened.

A sharp eagle’s cry suddenly rang out from the sky above, followed by the sound of something slicing through the air, masked by the eagle cry!

A silver, glittering Red-Tasseled Spear shot towards him with the speed of lightning and the force of splitting bamboo!

What a fast weapon!

He hurriedly dodged!

Unfortunately, it was too late. He was sent flying by the tremendous force, his entire arm severed by the Red-Tasseled Spear!

He crashed to the ground near the man in black, blood splattering everywhere!

After severing his arm, the Red-Tasseled Spear, undiminished in momentum, buried itself deeply in the trunk of a large tree behind them.

Cold sweat broke out all over the man in black.

He looked incredulously toward the other side of the woods, only to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy charging over on horseback.

The boy looked slim and his gaze was piercing, not as if he had walked out of the depths of the woods, but as if he had come from Purgatory to take revenge.

He was a god of death, and also an Asura!

The horse the boy was riding was not any exceptional steed, but as if sensing the boy’s fighting spirit, it became incredibly valiant, moving agile and sure-footed through the complex jungle.

As the horse galloped past the two little ones, Gu Jiao flicked her whip and scooped them up.

"Close your eyes,"

she said.

The two little ones raised their little hands and obediently covered their eyes.

Gu Jiao clenched her legs around the horse’s belly, hugging the two children with one arm and controlling the horse with the other as she leaped over the head of the man in black.

In the instant the horse hooves touched down, she coldly pulled out the Red-Tasseled Spear from the tree.

The Red-Tasseled Spear, which had almost penetrated the tree, was effortlessly pulled out by her.

She gripped the Red-Tasseled Spear tightly, swung it over her head, and flung it backward without looking.

The man in black and the peddler, who had just stood up attempting to sneak attack her, both fell to the ground.

...Their heads rolled away with a clatter.

...

Five guards, following the slightest of clues, arrived at the scene, all stunned by the bloody and brutal sight before them.

"What, what happened here? Who did this?"

They were all veterans of countless battles, but such grisly sights were still rare for them.

If this were on the Battlefield, it wouldn’t be too strange.

But this was just a patch of Shengdu’s woods!

A guard from the Dong Family recognized one of the men: "The man dressed as a peddler is a master recruited from the underground Martial Arts Arena by the Mu Family."

Everyone was even more astonished.

A guard from the Chen Family inspected the surroundings, his attention to detail was so sharp that he was the first to find the Little Princess.

He felt the hole in the tree and said, "The assailant used a long spear, and there are a child’s footprints on the ground. The Little Princess has been taken away."

A guard from the Yang Family asked, "Who exactly did this?"

A guard from the Dong Family replied, "It definitely wasn’t any of our five families. Although each of our families sent more than just us, none of us use a spear. We can all agree on that, right?"

The other four nodded.

Apart from their Dong, Yang, Chen, Geng, and Du families, that left the Wang, Han, Mu, Su, Geng families, as well as the National Master Hall and the Nangong Family.

The Nangong Family had just lost Nangong Li and were too busy with their own troubles to seriously join the search and rescue effort.

Since the incident involved the Mu Family, the Wang and Su families, who were aligned with the Mu Family, could also be ruled out.

That left the Han Family, Geng Family, and National Master Hall.

The suspicion against the National Master Hall could be dismissed; given their status, they simply wouldn’t deign to deal with any of the great families.

Moreover, this was not simply dealing with them; this brutal method was clearly fueled by a terrifying killing intent, as if it were an act of revenge.

The Geng Family couldn’t be responsible either, as Taoist priest Qingfeng doesn’t use a long spear.

A guard from the Dong Family frowned, "Could it be the Han Family?"

The Han Family did have practitioners of Spear Technique.

A guard from the Chen Family speculated, "The Han Family and the Mu Family are on the worst terms; the likelihood of their involvement is quite high."

A guard from the Yang Family sighed, "If the Little Princess falls into Qun Xuan’s hands, I’m afraid we won’t have any chance to snatch her back."

That’s Qun Xuan of the Tang Sect, a top ten expert in the Dayan underground Martial Arts Arena.

A guard from the Dong Family revealed a cunning, chilling smile just like the Dong Family head, "Then we might as well join forces to take down Qun Xuan first, and then our five families can slowly test each other."

...

Gu Jiao arrived at the edge of a small stream with two little ones, with Xiaojiu circling in the sky.

Gu Jiao dismounted, holding the two.

When no adult was present, the two little ones had managed to hold on, but now that Gu Jiao had arrived, all their grievances surged, multiplied by many.

The Little Princess broke into tears, "Teacher... I’m so scared... They kept snatching me away, and I even fell over... whimper..."

Gu Jiao placed the Red-Tasseled Spear on the ground next to her, knelt on one knee like a knight guarding her, and gently wiped the tears from her face, comforting her, "Don’t be afraid, no one’s going to snatch you away again."

The Little Princess threw herself into Gu Jiao’s arms, crying bitterly.

Xiao Jingkong held back hard, his tears circling in his eyes.

Gu Jiao pulled him into her embrace as well.

She knelt on the ground, holding a child in each arm, a gesture of tenderness not commonly seen from her, somewhat stiff in her actions.

But this did not stop the two little ones from feeling a reassurance from her that set their hearts at ease.

It was a kind of faith.

Crying themselves out, the children soon grew tired.

The Little Princess, just four years old and a delicate little girl, felt safe and fell into a deep sleep in Gu Jiao’s arms.

Xiao Jingkong lowered his head with self-blame, "I made Jiaojiao worry, I couldn’t even drive away a bad guy."

Gu Jiao touched his little head, her lips curving slightly, "No, you did very well, you are the bravest little man, and I’m proud of you."

Xiao Jingkong’s nose tingled, "Jiaojiao..."

Both children had injuries on them, which Gu Jiao attended to.

Suddenly, the screech of a hawk came from overhead.

Gu Jiao’s gaze grew cold.

"Over there!"

People were coming through the woods.

Not just one person, but a group.

And it wasn’t the previous five guards, but rather five great family heads surrounded by several guards, pillars of the community.

From left to right, these were the Dong Family head, the Yang Family head, Feng the Official, Du the Official, and Chen the Official.

Gu Jiao had seen portraits of several of them in the Book Pavilion of the National Master Hall.

Gu Jiao gently laid the sleeping Little Princess on the ground padded with a cloak, and said to Xiao Jingkong, "Cover your ears, and don’t look back."

"Okay!" Xiao Jingkong obediently complied, sat down facing the stream, and covered his small ears with his hands.

Gu Jiao picked up the Red-Tasseled Spear and slowly walked towards them.

Xiaojiu spread its wings and circled above her head with high fighting spirit, as if waiting for her command to swoop down ferociously on the prey.

The people who watched the youth, imbued with killing intent and approaching under the moonlight, along with the hawk escorting him, felt an ominous premonition rise inexplicably within them.

A guard drew his sword and stepped forward, shouting fiercely, "Who are you! Hand over the Little Princess if you know what’s good for you, or there’ll be no place for you to be buried—"

Before he could finish, the youth speared him straight through!

The guard knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the youth.

The youth kicked him in the chest, coldly pulling out the Red-Tasseled Spear!

Blood splattered onto the youth’s face, one droplet landing on his forehead, resembling a cinnabar mole.

The Dong Family head’s eyes trembled fiercely, "Xuanyuan Sheng..."

The youth wiped the blood off his face nonchalantly, and with the Red-Tasseled Spear pointed at the crowd, his eyes full of murderous intent, he asked, "Next, who will it be?"