The Princess And The Lord

Somewhere outside the city of Sun Jan, Zhao Li Xin was sitting in the middle of a lush green field, the wind was blowing, and the grass was moving in steady waves. there was nothing around him except for the dense green grass that covered a large area. Zhao Li Xin placed Gu Qin in front of him slowly he plucked the strings and a melodious voice began to float in the air as if dancing with the breeze.

Zhao Li Xin's black robe fluttered and his long black silk hair flowed down his shoulders creating a contrast against his fair skin, his onyx eyes were hidden under his long eyelashes, he had thin lips that pressed together, with a strong jaw that made him look manly and alluring at the same time his awestricken appearance was surreal as if Zhao Li Xin emerged from a painting.

a faint smile bloomed on his beautiful face, Zhao Li Xin's expression turned gentle as he slowly drowned in his melody.

All of a sudden, dozens of men lunged with swords in their hands, their movements so fast that normal eyes couldn't keep up, they pointed their sharp blades at Zhao Li Xin. 

However, Zhao Li Xin only glanced as the enemy leaped closer towards him, the coldness in his eyes was evident he clenched her fists when the enemy was only half a meter away from him when Zhao Li Xin opened his palms hundreds of thorns made of flame burst from the ground and thrust them at the same time, their body hangs on the air with thorns pierce through their body, just like a chicken skewer, the enemy screamed and blood spurted and stained green grass.

The sudden death of their comrades took them by surprise and they stopped their movements, feeling threatened they all took a step back to keep a safe distance between themselves and the dangerous man in front of them.

They looked at each other with concern, even though they had heard rumors of how strong this man was, but they were too arrogant to believe it, they thought that since the man was from the Xin Fang continent he couldn't be stronger than them because there was a huge difference between people's strength who came from the Xin Fang continent with people from the Hwang Wu continent, thus they underestimated the man.

Fear squeezed the air within them, their hearts were beating wildly but the man who had killed their comrades calmly stowed Gu Qin into his spatial ring then he rose from his seat.

Sweat dripped down their foreheads, their bodies stiffened as they unconsciously tightening their grip on their swords until their fingers turned pale.

Zhao Li Xin's eyes flashed with malice, he looked like a devil from hell who came to collect their souls.

"Are you all just standing there or will you guys fight?" Zhao Li Xin smiled evilly, his body exuding blood lust, "Will you come to me or I come to you? your choice"

They knew they had to fight if they wanted to survive, there was no turning back!

They gritted their teeth while screaming loudly to release their nervousness, they lunged at Zhao Li Xin at the same time, at that moment Zhao Li Xin's eyes flashed with joy and he grinned widely, 'It's been a long time' he thought.

Zhao Li Xin moved at high speed then skillfully zigzagged between her enemies, Zhao Li Xin then grabbed one of his enemy's wrist then she twisted the man's wrist, as soon as the sound of bones cracking was heard Zhao Li Xin threw him at his friend nearby and they fall like a domino, they were surprised to see Zhao Li Xin easily destroy their formation as if it was nothing.

Restless and anxious they changed their formation then attacked Zhao Li Xin again, this time they give everything they got.

Like beasts, Zhao Li Xin broke their limbs, broke their bones, and tore their bodies apart without hesitation, they screamed, cursed, and scorned but Zhao Li Xin attacked them relentlessly, Zhao Li Xin was elated he didn't even bother to use fire immortal like she used to, this time brutality was what he was looking for.

His enemies screamed in pain, their blood splattered in all directions like red flower petals, the green grass was stained with deep red color as the familiar sharp metallic scent permeated on the air, it was a gory scene to behold.

Zhao Li Xin strangled one of his enemies who still remain then slowly pulled that poor man above the ground, the poor man's legs swung and kicked desperately looking for a foothold without needing to say it was futile, the air grew thinner as he panted slowly for air, soon after his face turned blue.

Zhao Li Xin tightened his grip on the poor man's neck he saw how the souls left the poor man's body as he clenched his grip again the sound of bones cracking resounded, the poor man's body jolted and his face turned white as soon as his hands went limp at his sides...

released the grip from the man's neck and the poor man's body fell to the ground with a thud.

The last man left was deathly pale when he saw all his comrades being killed in such a gruesome manner. Bloodstains stained Zhao Li Xin's handsome face, his face was cold with eyes as dark as abyss, his hands were cover with the blood but his expression was blank without any trace of feeling inside, there was no joy, anger, hatred, or regret he was completely hollow.

Chills ran down his spine, he immediately threw away his sword and knelt to the ground, "Forgive me, please my lord, forgive me!" he banged his head on the ground repeatedly until blood dripped down his forehead.

Zhao Li Xin's expression was as cold as a glacier, an eerie silence gripped the poor man's soul to the very end. Deep down he cursed their arrogance and the one who gave orders without taking into account this person's true strength.

"Forgiveness…" Zhao Li Xin hissed in a cold voice.

Cold sweat covered the poor man's entire body, every step Zhao Li Xin took sent an unbearable terror into his heart, "Please my lord.... I'm just... I'm just... following orders" his voice trembled in fright.

"Then you must follow to the end." Zhao Li Xin opened his palm, a bolt of fire floated above his palm then strike the poor man whose kneeling on the ground and his body was devoured by the flame, the poor man didn't even have time to scream as the flame ignited gloriously untill the poor man body turned into ashes and it's blown away by the wind.

Zhao Li Xin remain apathetic throughout the scenes, he turned his head and saw the damage he had done. The scattered corpses and the blood dripping from the lifeless corpses were a very familiar sight. The wind howled like a wail over death or perhaps laughter over the massacre, but it was still annoying.

"My lord" Mong Ki and Mong Yi suddenly appeared, their faces and clothes covered in blood.

"Is it done?" Zhao Li Xin asked in a monotone voice.

"Yes my lord, they are all from the Iron Horse sect," Mong Ki said while sheathed his black sword. 

"From the Hwang Wu continent?" Zhao Li Xin's forehead wrinkled.

"Did we have animosity with them before?" Zhao Li Xin was unsure because he had provoked so many people during the Hei Shen sect's establishment.

"Yes, my lord we have never had any problems with them before" Mong Ki affirms, he is also confused as to why they are suddenly snooping around their territory, that's why their lord lure them away from the manor so that they don't disturb the young madam's peace and also they don't damage their new manor again.

Because the few manors they owned had been destroyed countless times except for the one in the Yunmo kingdom, therefore, everyone didn't bother to name their residence anymore so the manor was nameless to this day.

Suddenly Zhao Li Xin and brother Mong heard a commotion slowly approaching followed by a shrill sound then a dark shadow loomed over their heads as they looked up they saw a pair of gigantic wings. The giant beast dropped it on top of them, Zhao Li Xin and the Mong brothers quickly jumped away from the beast's heavy landing. 

As they landed smoothly, the Mong brothers stood in front of Zhao Li Xin while unsheathed their swords.