Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 69: Princess, Demon, Sword

Qing Cuo sheathed her sword as two headless bodies slowly fell in front of her, silently sliding into the water, staining it with a pool of blood.

These two were members of the Cao Gang who had secretly followed them.

These two individuals were not ordinary members; they possessed martial arts skills. One had opened six meridians, while the other had opened five. Among ordinary people, they were considered skilled fighters.

However, in front of Qing Cuo, there was no difference between them and ordinary mortals; they were all easily dealt with by a single sword.

They had been disguising themselves and fleeing, and there were no shortage of people who wanted to cause trouble for themselves, but Qing Cuo had swiftly and decisively resolved them.

Chu Wenruo, who was disguised as an ordinary fisherman's wife, expressed some concern and whispered, "Will killing them here attract too much attention and bring more people?"

After experiencing the storms and hardships of these past few days, Liang Kingdom Queen, who had been accustomed to a life where people died at the slightest provocation, no longer reacted with surprise or fear.

However, her face, which had been smeared with ginger juice and turned a waxy yellow, did show signs of exhaustion.

Liang Kingdom Queen, who had always been served by others in the deep palace, now not only had to flee, but also had to learn how to make fire, cook, and eat bitter and astringent wild vegetables. What was even more uncomfortable was that she hadn't had a proper bath for almost half a month.

During this period, although they had arrived at Dongting Lake, they had to maintain their dirty and messy appearance to achieve a better disguise. It was truly unbearable.

This was still the result of Qing Cuo taking care of her.

If she had to run on her own, she would probably have starved to death in less than three days, even if she hadn't been caught.

The little princess in her arms poked her head out and said with a bitter expression, "Mother, I'm hungry. When can we eat?"

Chu Wenruo lovingly touched her head and tidied her hair, saying, "Soon, it will be soon."

"Ying'er, endure a little longer."

The little princess sighed and blinked her eyes. "Then today, are we still eating wild vegetables?"

"Yes..."

Chu Wenruo answered with difficulty, feeling that her sense of responsibility as a mother was being severely questioned.

Suddenly, she turned her head and saw a small, slender fish about the size of a finger slowly swimming by the side of the boat. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out and grabbed it.

"Ying'er, look!"

Chu Wenruo handed the fish to the little princess and comforted her, "We'll have meat tonight! We'll have fish and vegetable soup!"

She even selectively ignored the fact that just a moment ago, two bodies had sunk into the nearby lake...

The little princess's eyes sparkled, and she immediately opened her mouth and bit down on the fish head.

Chu Wenruo was shocked and quickly said, "You can't eat it! It's still raw!"

"Wuwuwu!"

The little princess shook her head vigorously while holding onto the fish head, refusing to let go.

Fortunately, she was in the process of changing her teeth, and there weren't many useful teeth in her mouth. She could only rely on grinding and sucking, and couldn't pierce through the enemy's armor.

When Chu Wenruo gasped for breath and pulled the fish out, it was already covered in saliva and barely breathing...

The little princess smacked her lips, her eyes still glowing with green light, and said with certainty, "Mother, the fish is delicious. Let's eat it tonight!"

Chu Wenruo couldn't help but laugh and cry as she looked at the fish in her hand, feeling a bit speechless.

She was a little out of breath.

How could this child have such strength at only four years old?

The boat swayed.

Qing Cuo waited for them to calm down before speaking in a deep voice, "The three-day deadline is almost up."

"The fishermen at this wild ferry crossing are just a few, and they have known each other for decades. They often travel together, and any unfamiliar face will be immediately noticed."

"The longer you stay here, the easier it is to expose yourself."

Qing Cuo shook her head and put away her sword. "Since we can't wait for Chen Kuang tonight, we should leave immediately."

"As long as we leave here, we don't have to worry about the Cao Gang finding out and sending people to investigate."

Chu Wenruo suddenly became anxious and quickly said, "That's impossible. We can all safely reach the end, so he must be fine."

Qing Cuo nodded, rowed the boat to the shore, and said, "I hope so."

She jumped ashore first and reached out her hand to Liang Kingdom Queen.

Chu Wenruo stood up, feeling a bit dizzy from sitting for too long, and swayed a bit.

Qing Cuo immediately reached out and held Chu Wenruo's hand. "Be careful, madam."

Chu Wenruo handed the tree sloth in her arms to her little princess. "Let Ying'er sit aside for now."

Qing Cuo nodded, took the little princess, and placed her on the muddy ground to the side.

When her gaze swept across the face of the little princess held by the headscarf, she paused for a moment and suddenly felt a bit confused.

Just now... she thought it was just because the little princess was extremely hungry and her movements were too exaggerated, causing an illusion.

At first glance, it seemed like there was a green light in the little princess's eyes.

But at this moment...

Qing Cuo suddenly realized that this didn't seem to be just her momentary illusion.

The original color of the little princess's pupils was already relatively light, not like the usual brown of ordinary people, but closer to amber.

This was actually quite rare for the people of Liang, but Chu Wenruo's own eye color was similar, so Qing Cuo dismissed some unnecessary thoughts.

But now, as Qing Cuo looked directly into the little princess's eyes, she noticed that there had been some imperceptible changes in the color of her pupils.

Underneath the amber light in her eyes, a faint blue color quietly bloomed.

That touch of blue was an extremely strange and beautiful color.

Like floating light, like bubbles.

It gave people the feeling of a thousand-year-old glacier sinking into tranquility, enchanting and captivating, drawing people into it.

Qing Cuo's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but take a breath, feeling a bit puzzled.

But she was not someone who delved into things or had too many unnecessary emotions.

As an undercover agent, the most important thing was to suppress her curiosity.

She thought that perhaps this was just the color of the little princess's pupils, and she had only just noticed it, nothing particularly noteworthy.

Qing Cuo snapped back to reality, placed the little princess on the muddy ground, and turned to pull Chu Wenruo.

The shore next to Dongting Lake was often submerged by water all year round, mostly mud. The little princess had never seen this before, so she sat in the mud, curiously grabbing a handful of it.

She squeezed it and smelled a familiar rusty scent.

For the little princess, this scent had become commonplace.

Since the Liang Kingdom's imperial city was breached, her nose had been filled with the same scent—

The smell of blood.

The little princess patted the mud back into the ground, raised her head, and her eyes, which were faintly glowing with a blue light, suddenly contracted for a moment, turning into crimson vertical pupils!

Not far from her, in the mud and under the cover of reeds, there was a long-decomposed corpse kneeling!

The blood flowed down from the corpse, flowing through its black six arms and coiled scales, merging into the soil, presenting a terrifying dark red color.

In the hands of the corpse was a sword.

The little princess curiously reached out and grabbed it, pulling it out of the mud, and shouted, "Mother, there's a sword here!"

Grass, forgot to write the title. I have to change the title for the VIP chapter, but I need to ask the editor for permission, and it's Saturday now... I'm so stupid, wuwuwu.

(End of this chapter)