The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension-Chapter 949 - 925: Bandits

Jiang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes.

"Stupid woman, still pretending. You think by dressing up as a man, I wouldn’t notice? Haha, I’ve really scored big this time."

He grabbed Jiang Xiaoxiao’s hair.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s scalp ached badly. She rolled over instinctively and struck out.

A fat man lay on the ground.

His mouth was stuffed with a rag, and his whole body was tied up like a dumpling.

Jiang Xiaoxiao rubbed her scalp; this place looked very unfriendly.

She looked at the clothes she was wearing.

"Xiao Nine! Where is this?"

"Sister, it’s a country called Wu Yan. Here, the ruler is muddleheaded, corrupt officials are rampant, the higher-ups set bad examples, foreign tribes bully them. Basically, it’s a chaotic world."

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the fat man before her.

He was dressed in short clothes, a dirt-yellow short jacket, a belt around his waist, and a braid tied at the back of his head!

Yes!

An ancient person.

A country that doesn’t exist in this world.

Wu Yan!?

The noise outside was loud. Jiang Xiaoxiao poked her head out to see; the courtyard was ablaze with fire.

A dagger appeared in her hand, pressing against the fat man’s neck.

She took the rag out of his mouth.

"How many people are outside with you? Who are they?"

Xiao Nine couldn’t give her much information.

There was already a corpse lying in the room, a woman with her throat slit, bloodstained.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t know what the situation was right now.

"You bitch, let me go, or I’ll make sure you die without a burial place..."

His mouth was stuffed again.

Jiang Xiaoxiao raised the knife, and with a swift motion, the fat man’s leg was in pain, what’s the feeling of being stabbed close to your manhood?

That was the most fragile part of the leg, the pain must be severe, but the fear was even greater.

Just a little off, and his manhood would be gone.

It hurt so much that he didn’t dare tighten his legs.

Afraid that if he wasn’t careful, his manhood would be gone.

The fat man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. He was in the business of killing, but the woman in front of him showed no panic at the sight of blood, her eyes coldly staring at him, a look the fat man had seen before, one that only those truly familiar with bloodshed possess.

This woman isn’t simple.

At this moment, the fat man didn’t dare adopt a perfunctory attitude, or else he would truly become dead.

"Mmm-mmm!"

"I ask, you answer. If you dare to mess around, I can’t guarantee much, but dealing with you, that’s doable. Will you die, or will we die together? Think carefully before answering."

Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn’t worried about a fight; her combat ability was top-notch now, thanks to the intense physical training in the simulation mode.

If she could kill monsters, killing people wouldn’t be an issue?

The fat man could tell she was serious, nodding vigorously.

The rag was taken out.

"We are bandits from the nearby mountains, learned there were many illegal salt traders here and wanted to get a big score. The main force has already gone back, only five are left. Let me go, and I can guarantee we absolutely won’t... mmm..."

The fat man watched as Jiang Xiaoxiao threw him aside and exited.

Out the door?

This woman was really bold.

Outside, Da Niu, one of his men, was keeping watch. He himself wasn’t even a match for Da Niu; this woman was surely doomed going out.

He secretly celebrated, confident he’d be saved by Da Niu.

He closed his eyes, lying there waiting.

Jiang Xiaoxiao went out the door and saw a bearded man as tall as a tower, holding a broad nine-ring saber, standing arm-crossed outside, with a reluctant expression. Hearing the door open, he looked over.

With a mocking tone, he said,

"Boss, you’re really fast, couldn’t even last a stick of incense with that lass, what a disgrace!"

Then he saw the lass run out, hair disheveled, looking like the boss couldn’t handle her, and she had managed to escape.

The loose clothes revealed white skin beneath, causing Da Niu’s heart to flutter.

Seemed like his turn would come for some fun.

Grinning maliciously, he blocked the lass.

"Where do you think you’re going, little girl? Come obediently into grandpa’s arms."

The girl surprisingly complied, probably panicked, really running straight into Da Niu’s arms, Da Niu joyfully reaching to hold her.

Suddenly, a chill in his chest.

Looking down, he saw a glittering dagger in his chest, and his eyes closed.

Jiang Xiaoxiao dragged the dead weight of a man inside, tossing him beside the fat man.

The fat man was fantasizing, waiting for Da Niu to rescue him.

He heard no noise, then came a thud.

Opening his eyes, he saw Da Niu lying silently beside him.

From his position, he could see the dark spot spreading larger on Da Niu’s chest clothes.

He knew very well what that was, suddenly trembling all over, feeling wetter beneath him.

How did that woman silently deal with Da Niu?

Da Niu was the best fighter among them, how could it be over with just one encounter, without even hearing the sound of a fight?

Recalling the woman’s cold, dark gaze, he suddenly felt the pain in his leg wound intensifying.

Suddenly regretting pursuing this woman inside.

The woman just turned a corner and rushed into this room. Vaguely seeing her alluring figure, he had lustful thoughts.

Who knew she was a death god.

But there lay another already dead, silent woman. What was going on, even the fat man couldn’t figure it out now.

Could this woman be from another bandit group sent to scout?

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked out; the whole relay station was already in chaos.

Three bandits were pressing down a dense crowd in the courtyard.

Everyone was securely bound, the bandits searching them one by one.

Cursing and kicking, after searching each one, they’d be killed with a knife.

It seemed these bandits didn’t plan to leave anyone alive, making everyone grit their teeth.

Many were illegal salt traders. While sounding intimidating, in others’ eyes, salt smugglers were probably ferocious criminals.

No one knew these salt traders were risking their lives; each time, they seemed to be on a one-way path.

Not only were the soldiers after them, hoping to exploit them, even these bandits wouldn’t pass up the chance.

Everyone knew these salt traders carried silver, so all eyes were on them hungrily.

They were genuinely risking their lives, miscalculated this time, assuming staying openly at the relay station was safe, having bribed the small officials. Who knew these bandits would be so brazen, ignoring the relay status, charging in directly, using smoke to knock them all out.

Everyone was tied here.

Looks like this time, their lives might end here.