nashuaworldcup Chapter 290 The Mysterious Man Reappears: Hero Saves the Beauty
Chapter 290 The Mysterious Man Reappears: Hero Saves the Beauty
Chapter 290 The Mysterious Man Reappears: Hero Saves the Beauty
Lin Qianqian gazed at the mysterious man before her, her eyes filled with curiosity and admiration. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she softly exclaimed, "Young master, the sound of your flute is truly beautiful!"
After speaking, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, and continued to ask, "May I ask who you are, young master? Why are you here? And what is this place?"
The man's lips curled into a wicked smile, but he did not answer.
He walked past Lin Qianqian with a leisurely gait and went straight ahead.
Seeing this, Xiaodie's eyebrows shot up, and she shouted angrily at the man's back, "Hey, what's wrong with you! We're talking to you! Who do you think you are!"
"Xiao Die!" Lin Qianqian called out to stop her, her tone tinged with helplessness.
Xiaodie looked aggrieved, stomped her foot, and said, "Miss, look at him! He's so rude!"
Lin Qianqian gently shook her head, playfully scolding, "You!"
Lin Qianqian smiled gently, her gaze softening as she looked at Xiaodie. Her voice was gentle and tender: "Maybe she just doesn't want to say, or maybe she really doesn't know. You, don't always be so impulsive." As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently tapped Xiaodie's forehead with her finger, a gesture full of affection.
Xiaodie pouted, her face full of disdain, and gave a soft snort before replying dismissively, "Hmph! Oh, okay, I know."
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian shook her head helplessly, her expression full of tolerance and doting, and said softly, "Don't think about it so much, let's continue on our way."
The two walked in the direction the mysterious man had gone. Sunlight streamed down their path, casting long, slender shadows, and a gentle breeze ruffled their hair.
The sun was high in the sky, and a cloud of dust rose from the official road. Lin Qianqian and Xiaodie were walking forward, but the road ahead was unclear. They didn't know where they were going, so they could only take it one step at a time.
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from not far away. Upon closer inspection, a large group of burly, grimacing men were coming towards them.
"Oh no! Have we run into bandits?!" Lin Qianqian's eyes widened, her brows furrowed, and she stared intently at them.
"Oh no! What should we do, Miss?" Xiaodie's eyes were filled with fear.
"This road is mine, this tree is mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll!" The bandit leader, with a full beard, roared fiercely, his broadsword gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Lin Qianqian looked terrified, but she tried to remain calm. She swallowed hard, pouted, and muttered, "You...you guys! Don't do anything rash!"
"Hmph! Kid, today you either leave your money or your life!" The bandit leader glared at Lin Qianqian with a fierce look in his eyes.
Xiaodie hid behind Lin Qianqian, her body trembling violently, and sobbed softly, "Miss, what should we do?"
Lin Qianqian patted Xiaodie's hand, signaling her not to be afraid, and then tried to reason with the bandits: "Brother, we are homeless people and we don't have much money on us. We hope you brothers will be magnanimous and let us go!"
"Ha! Let them go?! Impossible! Since you have no money, then leave your lives behind!" With that, he picked up the sword in his hand, ready to stab the two men.
Lin Qianqian immediately grabbed Xiaodie and shouted, "Xiaodie, run!"
Xiaodie: "Ah! Miss, I'm scared! Waaaaah!"
"Trying to run? No way! Stop right there!"
"Today I'll send you on your way!"
"…………"
In the chaos, the hair ribbon on Lin Qianqian's hair bun was torn off, and her long, flowing hair instantly fell down, revealing the woman's true face.
The bandits stopped abruptly, paused for a moment, and then burst into malicious laughter.
"Oh, so it's a pretty young lady!" The bearded bandit licked his lips, his eyes filled with greed and lewdness, as he approached step by step.
Lin Qianqian's eyes widened in horror, her hands instinctively shielding Xiaodie behind her back, her body trembling slightly, her voice also trembling: "You...you don't come any closer!"
"Miss, your hair..." Xiaodie hid behind Lin Qianqian, looking at her pitifully, only revealing a pair of frightened eyes, tears welling up in her eyes, her teeth chattering.
"Young lady, how about playing with this old man for a while?"
"Don't run away! Come back with me and be my wife!"
"Hahaha……"
"Ha ha ha ha………"
Laughter erupted instantly as the bandits bared their teeth and brandished their claws, a sight that was nauseating.
Just at this critical moment, a dark figure flashed by. It was the mysterious man from before. He stretched out his long arm, grabbed Lin Qianqian's waist, and led her away from the bandits' encirclement.
But the moment he touched Lin Qianqian, he was startled, as if he had sensed something amiss. He quickly put Lin Qianqian down, took two steps back, and kept his distance from her.
The bandits were furious when the man suddenly appeared and ruined their plans.
The bandit leader with the bushy beard slammed his broadsword heavily on the ground and roared viciously, "Are you out of your mind?! You dare to ruin my plans? Today I'll beat you to a pulp!" With that, he brandished his broadsword and charged at the mysterious man.
The mysterious man had a cold expression, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. He calmly sidestepped and easily dodged the bandit's fierce attack.
The bandit missed his first attack, and his body lurched forward a few steps due to inertia, almost falling over.
He steadied himself, roared, and swung his sword again, the blade whistling through the air.
The mysterious man did not confront him head-on; instead, he moved with agile footwork, like a ghost, causing the bandits' attacks to repeatedly miss.
Seeing this, the other bandits surrounded him, forming a circle that trapped the mysterious man in the middle.
"Attack together, kill this brat!" With a shout, the bandits attacked the mysterious man from all directions at the same time.
In an instant, swords flashed and the shouts of battle were deafening.
The mysterious man, however, showed no fear. He was agile and used both fists and feet.
With a spinning kick, he sent the bandit charging from the left flying several meters away. The bandit flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
At the same time, he slammed his right fist out, striking the bandit in the face. With a muffled thud, the bandit's nose bled profusely, and he staggered backward.
In the fierce fight, the mysterious man's clothes fluttered with his movements, each action full of power and beauty, domineering and handsome.
His eyes were as sharp as cold stars as he scanned the surrounding enemies. Every move he made was precise and deadly. The bandits were as vulnerable as ants in front of him.
Before long, the bandits were routed, each one wounded. They looked at the man before them, who resembled a god of war, and were filled with fear.
"Who...who is this person?!" the bearded bandit murmured in terror, his previous arrogance completely gone.
"Retreat!" someone shouted, and the bandits scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing into the depths of the forest and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.