Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 1654

1654 Would This Be The Day He Died In The Hands Of This Boy
Wanyan Jin kept himself focused as did not dare to underestimate his opponent and went all out with counter-attacking.

However, he was still unprepared for how good Long Yin’s martial arts skills were.

Moreover, Long Yin was quite ferocious with his attack and his sword skill was unpredictable, cutting off all chance of escape for Wanyan Jin.

It did not help that Long Yin was young and full of energy, and he possessed unrelenting courage and determination. As for Wanyan Jin, he was already middle-aged and had been sickly for a long time. His health had almost reached its critical point. After a few rounds of attacks, it was clear that he was on the losing end.

Wanyan Jin’s eyes narrowed.

He had never thought that Long Yin would be this difficult to face at such a young age.

Long Yin could tell that Wanyan Jin was faltering and was intent on slaughtering him on the spot.

His sword stance suddenly changed and he swung his sword from the side at an impossible angle in an attempt to slice Wanyan Jin’s waist in half.

Wanyan Jin panicked and quickly retreated backward.

However, Long Yin’s tremendous sword intent shocked his body and his blood began surging.

He coughed up fresh blood uncontrollably.

Wanyan Jin’s heart sank.

Could he be slaughtered here today?

Would this be the day he died in the hands of this boy?

The expression on Wanyan Jin’s face kept changing. A lonely look of death reflected in his eyes when faced with this life-threatening danger he had never experienced before.

It was at this time that a figure quickly came flying and blocked right in front of Wanyan Jin.

Squelch!

Long Yin’s sword intent swung down and most of the energy hit the figure.

“Bada!” Wanyan Jin roared when he saw who it was. He wanted to go up and help him.

“Pfft!” Bada spat out fresh blood. He tried his best to turn back. “Master, leave now…”

That figure was none other than Bada.

It turned out that Bada had detected danger when the medicinal ball exploded and he held his breath, however, he still fell unconscious as he had breathed in a minor amount of the billowing smoke

He had woken up just in time to see his master in danger and he flew out from the horse-drawn carriage and entered the fight, blocking Long Yin’s attack on Wanyan Jin completely.

Fresh blood spurted from Bada’s body.

“Bada!” Wanyan Jin roared his name.

“Hurry up and leave right now! Or I will die for nothing!”

Bada roared back as well and pushed away Wanyan Jin, who had run toward him. Bada used the last of this strength to charge at Long Yin.

Wanyan Jin clenched his teeth as he saw Bada running toward his death and he snatched the nearest guard’s horse and rode off quickly.

Bada lifted his wandao, but before he could swing it down, Long Yin slit his throat in one move.

His muscly body fell heavily to the ground. His head laid crooked as he breathed his last.

Long Huaiyuan came forward to seek Long Yin’s next instructions. “Should we give chase?”

“Let it be. There is no need to go after someone who has been beaten down,” Long Yang said lightly as he put his sword back into its sheath. After that, he carried over Yaoyao, who was in Long Huaiyuan’s arms, and checked her pulse. He was relieved to find that she was only unconscious from being drugged. He asked, “Are Bao Yu and Kong Ming okay?”

“Both of them are wounded, but Kong Ming suffered more serious injuries,” Long Huaiyuan said while walking toward where the guards were standing guard.

Bao Yu and Kong Ming were now out of the thick forest.

She was sitting on the ground while allowing the still unconscious Kong Ming to lie down on her lap. Her tender face was filled with worry.

When she saw Long Yin coming over, she struggled to get up to bow to him.

Long Yin waved her off. “Forgo the formalities. Are both of you alright?”

“I’ve only suffered some minor physical injuries, but Kong Ming forcefully took a blow from Wanyan Jin. I’m afraid his internal organs might be injured,” Bao Yu replied, unable to hide her worry for Kong Ming.

Long Yin glanced at Kong Ming in slight surprise when he heard this.
The little monk actually knew martial arts skills?

After placing Yaoyao in the carriage prepared by the guards, he returned and crouched next to Kong Ming.

Long Yin had never been interested in medical skills, but he had learned them from his mother for a period of time when he was younger.

His mother had said that he should at least know how to bandage himself if he got wounded outside. When that day came, he would at least know not to be flustered about it.