Gu Qiaocheng drank the medicine and didn't want to see Zhou Yitian's headache-inducing behavior anymore, so he went back to his room to rest early.

Zhou Yitian was happy to play chess with Zhao Xiaoya on the second floor.

Zhao Xiaoya got excited about playing chess. Zhou Yitian taught her chess skills, and there were several chess books in the bamboo house, which she often used to study.

Zhou Yitian was half-lying on the couch with a lazy look on his face. His attention was not on the chessboard, he was only looking at her.

The little girl was eager to learn and smart, and it would be no exaggeration to say that she had a photographic memory. Both he and the old man secretly regretted that the little girl was born in the countryside, which buried her talent.

Seeing her frowning and thinking under the candlelight, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, remembering that when he met her on the mountain in the summer, she helped him despite his scolding.

Autumn passed in the blink of an eye, but in just a few months, she seemed to have been completely transformed, and there was no longer any flinch in her body. Although she was still too thin, she had gained some flesh, and her facial features looked much more delicate.

Due to distraction and carelessness, Zhou Yitian was defeated at the hands of Zhao Xiaoya.

Zhao Xiaoya's eyes were shining with excitement. This was her first victory.

Although Zhou Yitian was saving face, he was not upset after losing the game of chess. After all, he knew in his heart that he was defeated not because of his poor chess skills, but because of his beauty.

He stretched out his hand to pull her over and pecked her lips hard, "It's for you."

Her face immediately turned red, this person was really a scoundrel.

When Zhou Yue saw this, he followed the principle of "don't look at anything inappropriate" and went downstairs.

When he left, Zhou Yitian simply put Zhao Xiaoya on his lap, hugged her with one hand, and collected the chess pieces with the other, "Do you want to play again?"

Zhao Xiaoya thought slightly, but finally shook her head, "It's still not possible. It's getting late. You must remember to teach me boxing tomorrow."

Her small arms and legs were really not suitable for martial arts training, but once she mentioned it, he let her go. After all, he understood

Given her identity, it would be beneficial for her to practice a few Kung Fu moves for self-defense.

"I remember." He reached out and pinched her face, "Just don't talk about boxing, you can't even walk and you want to run."

She looked at him puzzled, "Otherwise, what would I have to learn first?"

"Zama Step." He answered directly, "If it's not done well, forget about the rest. Let me tell you, when I first learned it, the old man unscrupulously put incense sticks on the ground and asked me to do the Horse Step on top. If I couldn't hold on, I was burned by the incense."

Zhao Xiaoya blinked and asked curiously: "Has it ever been burned?"

Zhou Yitian snorted arrogantly, "Zhou Yue was burned so hard that his pants were torn, but who am I? Of course not!" He would not admit that he was indeed not burned, but just lay on the ground with soft feet.

Anyway, neither Zhou Yue nor the old man is here now, so whatever he says will be accepted.

As for shame, there is no such thing.

"Brother is really good." Zhao Xiaoya really had no doubts and looked at him with admiration, "If it were me, it would definitely not work."

Zhou Yitian was amused by her adoring and focused eyes. He clasped the back of her neck with his big hands and kissed her lips.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoya would be sensitive to the disparity in strength between the two, but she had no fear in her heart because she knew that he would not hurt her no matter what.

Chapter 10 Dark Night Attack (1)

When Zhao Xiaoya was drowsily asleep, she was awakened by a loud bang and immediately opened her eyes wide.

The surroundings were dark, and the sound of swords clashing outside was even more harsh.

Her expression changed, and she grabbed the lake blue clothes she had put aside in the dark and put them on. She leaned against the wall and came to the window. She quietly opened the animal skin covering the window. Through the moonlight, she saw Zhou Yitian fighting three men in black outside the courtyard. Looking back, she saw three people in the courtyard launching a fierce offensive against Zhou Yue.

The originally intact bamboo fence fell down, and two motionless men in black lay on it.

Zhou Yitian struck without mercy, and the angle of his sword was extremely tricky. Even if there were more than one enemy, it was not difficult to deal with it. He thrust his sword into the chest of the man in black who fell to the ground.

Even after a distance, Zhao Xiaoya could still see the splash of bright red blood.

Zhou Yue in the yard also killed one person, but his steps were unsteady for a moment and he fell to the ground, exposing his back. At the critical moment, Zhou Yitian blocked the sword of the man in black with his sword, and the sword in Zhou Yue's hand also stabbed into the stomach of the man in black.

Another man in black took this opportunity to slash Zhou Yitian's arm. The blood instantly stained his sleeves red, but Zhou Yitian seemed unaware and punched the other man in the face. The sound of broken bones could be heard clearly in the dark night.

The man in black put his face on his face and took a big step back with a howl. Zhou Yitian swung the sword in his hand and wiped the other man's neck.

Zhao Xiaoya had never seen such a bloody scene, her face was pale, but a few people appeared in the bamboo forest. She was anxious and wanted to go downstairs but was afraid that she would become a burden. When she was in trouble, there was a fierce collision of tables and chairs downstairs.

Thinking of the injured Gu Qiaocheng, her face turned a little paler.

There were no weapons for self-defense in the room. The only ones she had were iron scissors for cutting clothes. Without even hesitation, she held the iron scissors tightly in her hands and turned around to go downstairs.

Through the moonlight leaking outside the door, Zhao Xiaoya saw that the originally neat and clean hall was in chaos. Two men in black fell to the ground. Gu Qiaocheng was covered in blood and struggled to deal with the people in front of him.

Gu Qiaocheng has always been proud of his immense strength, but the old wounds have not healed yet new ones have appeared. The sword that should have been as light as a piece of paper in his hand actually weighs a thousand pounds. Now that he has exhausted all his strength by killing two assassins, his steps have lost the agility he used to have.

Seeing an opportunity, the remaining man in black stabbed Gu Qiaocheng straight into the chest.

Zhao Xiaoya happened to see this scene, her eyes widened, and regardless of fear, she threw away the iron scissors in her hand, picked up the bloody sword from the side of the dead man in black on the ground, and rushed forward.

The man in black's knife sank into Gu Qiaocheng's chest, and when he was about to press down hard, he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye. He was startled, and before he had time to dodge, the blade slashed across his back, causing a sharp pain.

He was so angry that he withdrew the sword that had penetrated Gu Qiaocheng's chest, turned around and slashed at him.

Zhao Xiaoya narrowly blocked the knife he swung at, and the tiger's mouth was numb. The knife in his hand fell with a sound, and she also fell beside Gu Qiaocheng.

She couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but her hands felt sticky and hot when she landed. She knew it was the blood flowing from Gu Qiaocheng's body, so she stood in front of Gu Qiaocheng and protected him behind her.

"Silly girl." Gu Qiaocheng pushed her back weakly, "Run away."

Zhao Xiaoya's eyes were red, with no fear, only full of anger. She shook her head vigorously and watched helplessly as the man in black struck her with a sword.

Zhou Yitian, who rushed in from outside, saw this scene, his black eyes flashed with viciousness, and he kicked the man in black, knocking him to the ground.

Only then did he see Gu Qiaocheng lying behind Zhao Xiaoya. His mind went blank at first, and then he let out a heart-breaking howl. With a flash of sword light, he mercilessly killed the man in black on the ground.

The man in black's blood splashed on his face, and Zhao Xiaoya's body trembled uncontrollably, looking at the man in black who followed him blankly.

Zhou Yitian picked up the big knife on the ground like crazy, and danced it with one knife after another. The blood dyed his clothes and the originally quiet bamboo house red...

Almost at the same time, a harsh whistle sounded in the air.

Zhao Xiaoya didn't know what the sound was, but Zhou Yitian, who had been acting like crazy, regained some of his clarity, swallowed hard and whispered,

What you can vaguely hear him saying is——

"Old man, if you keep patiently...he's here. Gu Liang is here, it's okay, nothing will happen..."

Sure enough, just after his voice fell, another row of men in black emerged from the bamboo forest.

The men in black, who had already been sorted out, saw the other party's people coming, and knowing that they had no chance of winning, they immediately fled around.

A black shadow flashed into the bamboo building. Gu Liang knelt in front of Zhou Yitian. Before he could speak, Zhou Yitian, whose eyes were blood red, screamed in pain, "Chase them alive! I want them to live worse than death!"

Gu Qiaocheng squinted his eyes slightly, felt relieved when he saw Gu Liang's figure, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

When Gu Liang saw the bloodless Gu Qiaocheng, his heart twitched, he raised his hand and immediately led his men to chase him.

"Old man!" Zhou Yitian knelt down on his knees and growled in pain, "You agreed, you obviously agreed, you want to accompany me back to Beijing!"

Gu Qiaocheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, and Zhou Yitian immediately took it.

Gu Qiaocheng was absent-minded for a moment, remembering that his wife had told him before she died that he should raise his daughter well, but he failed to protect her. He originally thought that even if he died in this life, he would not be able to see his wife in the underworld, but... the fat and fragile little hand that he once held in his hand has now become a big hand that can support everything and protect himself.