PDLP Chapter 548 Xu 11 is no ordinary person
Chapter 548 Xu 11 is no ordinary person
Xu Yi's eyes lit up immediately. He took the bow off his back, pulled an arrow from the quiver, nocked it, drew it back, squinted one eye, and aimed at the area on the dock where the fire was brightest and the people were most numerous.
Old Lu suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
Xu Yiyi tilted her head. "What is it now?"
Old Lu didn't say anything, but leaned over to the bow of the boat, took down the lantern hanging there, and held the strip of cloth tied to Xu Yiyi's arrowhead to the candlelight.
With a "whoosh," the strip of cloth instantly burst into flames, transforming into a burning rocket.
Old Lu then withdrew his hand with satisfaction, patting off imaginary dust: "I soaked the arrowheads in tung oil. So that you don't shoot for so long and people will think it's fireworks."
Xu Yiyi didn't turn around, her gaze still fixed on the dock, the firelight illuminating half of her calm profile.
Old Lu stood beside her, shouting loudly because of the large waves: "This time you'd better aim carefully and shoot at those thieves, don't hurt the good people."
Xu Yiyi gave a soft "humph" through her nose, with a hint of dissatisfaction at being looked down upon: "Do you need to tell me? I'm not blind."
Before she could finish speaking, she loosened her grip.
With a "whoosh!" sound.
The burning arrow pierced the darkness, leaving a trail of fire; if not looked at closely, it resembled a tiny shooting star.
Unfortunately, it's only similar.
The two men followed the arrow's gaze and saw a pirate on the dock, brandishing a curved sword, his back to the sea, struck in the back by an arrow.
The pirate's body stiffened abruptly, and he looked down in disbelief at the arrowhead protruding from his chest, shaking it several times.
Finally, he fell into the sea.
"Hey! That was spot on this time!" Old Lu clapped his hands. "It's just a pity the fire didn't get going."
The arrow pierced the pirate's chest, and he fell into the sea in no time, so there was no time to set it on fire.
The arrow struck her right in the back, and as she watched the pirate plunge into the sea, the pent-up frustration in Xu Yiyi's heart suddenly dissipated considerably.
Without pausing at all, her movements—drawing the arrow, nocking the string, drawing the bow, and releasing the arrow—were so fluid that there was almost no gap between them.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
One after another, burning rockets, like angry meteors, streaked across the night sky, precisely striking the fierce figures on the dock.
The quiver was soon empty.
She tossed the bow onto the boat, then drew the two horizontal swords with her other hand. The blades flashed coldly in the distant firelight.
"Row across," Xu Yiyi called out.
Old Lu immediately started moving the oar in his hand, but stopped when he got a little closer.
Old Lu, with a spear in one hand and Xu Yiyi by the collar with the other, flew off on a series of ships.
They rushed onto the chaotic dock in just a few steps.
The blade flashed and fell, accompanied by screams of agony.
She was like a red-hot knife cutting into solidified grease, and wherever she went, pirates fell to the ground.
In the chaos, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
It is Zhong Congyun.
He was being held back by two pirates and was struggling to defend himself.
Zhong Congyun also saw her.
Amidst the clash of swords and the bloodshed at the dock, his eyes suddenly lit up, and an incredulous surprise appeared on his blood-stained face. He blurted out, "Yi-yi?"
The surprise lasted only a moment.
Seeing her covered in blood, wielding two swords, and with a cold gaze, and noticing the fallen pirates around her, Zhong Congyun's voice changed: "You... what are you doing here? Quick! Get inside the docks and hide! It's too dangerous here!"
While he struggled to parry a pirate's sword, he reached out to grab her arm, trying to pull her towards the relatively safer dock.
Xu Yiyi frowned and abruptly shook off his hand.
In that instant of throwing, she caught a glimpse of a pirate with a sinister grin behind Zhong Congyun, silently lunging at her with a knife raised.
Without a second thought, Xu Yiyi parried the pirate's attack in front of Zhong Congyun with her left-hand sword, and with the momentum of turning around, she swiftly thrust her right-hand sword upwards.
"Pfft!"
The blade plunged deep into the pirate's waist from behind, then emerged through his body.
The pirate's sinister grin froze on his face, the knife in his hand clattered to the ground, and his body slumped to the ground.
Zhong Congyun stared at the scene before him, at the few drops of warm liquid that splashed onto his face when Xu Yiyi sheathed her sword. His mouth opened involuntarily, but the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, leaving him only with a face full of shock.
He suddenly realized that his father was right.
Xu Yiyi is no ordinary person.