The fragments of the osmanthus tree were blown backward like a storm, and the two long whips seemed to have a spiritual quality, flashing and rolling under their movement, with all the fragments falling to the ground.

  The long whip came like a snake, and the two sisters' ankles were entangled, falling to the ground.

  The other party's mind was indeed vicious and saw that these two girls were not familiar with martial arts, so they decided to start with them.

  Lin Chenyi drew his sword and cut off the whip, which coiled around the two of them as they flew back to the dark alley entrance.

  "Little girl, you're too ruthless, leave these two behind."

  A mysterious figure wrapped in black crepe appeared quietly five zhang behind him.

  He pulled his whip back with both hands, and their throats were tightly constricted, making it hard to breathe.

  "Surrender your sword, otherwise I'll break the necks of these two and let their heads fall to the ground."

  The harsh and strange melody, heard in the dim light, is like a legendary ghost.

  "Let them go!"

  "You people from the Central Plains always like to say useless things. When we entered the capital, those people were always begging for mercy. You only have mouths, no strength."

  "Let them go!"

  "You either surrender, and the prince orders that you be taken alive. Or, you kill me, and they are free."

  "You're already dead."

  "What...what?!"

  That man's whole body shook violently, his withered fingers waved wildly, and finally couldn't grasp the long whip, letting go dejectedly.

  He fell heavily to the ground, with black blood flowing silently from the corner of his mouth onto the blue stone slab.

  Lin Chen untied the ropes binding the two sisters and pulled them up to leave.

  "Why did he die?"

  The curious twin sister asked.

  "The fragrance of osmanthus is strong and pungent, reaching his nostrils through the long whip, mixed with 'Yu Hu', within three steps, it can take a person's life."

  "When did she get that 'Yu Huo'?"

  "I sprinkled powder on your wrists."

  Lin Chen smiled under the cover of her black scarf, feeling a little proud - her self-created 'Yu Hu' was so powerful that it finally worked on such a master.

  Her smile had yet to fade when she heard a low growl behind her, shrill and fierce like that of a beast similar to a Tibetan mastiff. She turned around to look...

  The black-robed figure who should have died on the spot was now convulsing and rolling around in a pool of blood.

  A wisp of blue smoke wafted up, and the man's entire body crackled with a popping sound, as if he was dissolving into water. He let out a loud, eerie laugh, and slowly got to his feet.

  "It's still not enough to kill me..."

  His skin was torn and bleeding, his flesh mangled, and he had clearly suffered a significant injury.

  "Don't look!!" Sister covered her younger sister's eyes with her hands, Lin Chen made a quick decision, said "Let's go", and pulled the two of them to run.

  "Little girl, run slowly, I'll cut you into pieces..."

  Lin Chen took them running in the dark night, and the two pampered sisters were already panting.

  This won't do, Lin Chen thought calmly, and seeing a classical mansion by the roadside, he got an idea.

  She led the two men rushing into this household, running all the way to the hall, only to see an old couple with their hands tied behind their backs, lying in a pool of blood, their bodies already stiff and cold, apparently having been dead for several days.

  Lin Chen lit the candles, sat on the couch, and quickly picked up the scattered black and white pieces.

  "This old man is a chess master, unfortunately in this chaotic world, life is like an ant."

  Lin Chen had previously come here to discuss by hand, saw familiar corpses, and sighed.

  "Why come here?"

  Lin Chen glanced at the two sisters and smiled slyly:

  "The one who sent him to his death."

  She spoke with her mouth, her hands didn't stop, pointing to the two sisters to move all the heavy objects in sight, such as screens, tables and chairs, etc., and arrange them into a strange circle.

  She had just used the curtain embroidered with green peony to cover the only gap, when she heard a loud crash at the gate of the house, as if it was split open by something, and the sound made her teeth ache.

  The smell of blood wafts into nostrils, heavy breathing sounds, mixed with terrifying laughter, gradually getting closer.

  Sister tightly hugged her trembling sister, and Lin Chen's palms were also slightly sweaty.

  Master's Eight Trigrams Formation I've only seen it twice, hopefully there won't be any mistakes.

  All he heard was the man walking into the hall, his low roar filled with anger, and he swung his arms against the wall, Lin Chen knew that at this moment he must have felt that everything around him was an obstacle, blocking his eyes.

  He struck for a while, but except for making a hole in the brick, he gained nothing, became impatient, and actually swung the chessboard wildly.

  Lin Chen glanced through the gap and knew it was bad. All he heard was a crash of objects falling to the ground, and the three people immediately had nowhere to hide.

  This blood-soaked and eerie figure burst into a loud guffaw and pounced over.

  When he spoke slowly, it was too late, Lin Chen rushed up straight and took this claw with his left shoulder.

  In a flash of lightning, only a cracking sound was heard, the air in the great hall swirled and the strong wind converged to one place - where she was standing.

  That man was about to burst out laughing, but the next moment, he saw Lin Chen smile.

  That was a smile of triumph, almost as if he had already regarded him as dead.

  In the dim candlelight, countless black and white dots, like a violent rainstorm, flew out of Lin Chen's sleeve and pierced deep into his chest.

  These are the ancient Go pieces cherished by the master of the house, carved from white jade, born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and lost in this chaotic world.

  A giant with chess pieces embedded in his chest collapses.

  "Alas, this treasure of the Tang era was destroyed by my own hands today."

  Lin Chen showed an apologetic expression, and the two girls also looked downcast.

  Willows swaying in the wind, rain beating and blowing away.

  Like this ancient relic, like the chess master who quietly died in the great hall, and also like these picturesque mountains and rivers that are full of scars, nine continents and ten thousand miles.

  Light footsteps came from the ruined front yard.

  Lin Chen tiredly brushed his disheveled hair in front of his forehead and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  In the dim light, her eyes were as clear as usual.

  Like the extreme north, from ancient times to the present, millions of years of ice and snow.

  That one move just now was the culmination of decades of bitter practice by that strange person, and it was an extremely venomous technique from "Mahayana Buddhism", something she fundamentally couldn't handle.

  In this silence of ten thousand sounds, another voice rose up.

  There was someone whose footsteps were neither fast nor slow, walking slowly from the front yard.

  "Are you here to kill me too?"

  "No."

  He was a young man in white robes, without the usual roughness of the Tartars, with deep features, piercing eyes, and an extraordinary beauty. His every move was full of elegance, unmatched by anyone.

  It's almost like the Mongolian legend of the heavenly god's son who shines on the world.

  He strolled in leisurely, as if taking a casual walk in a courtyard, and entered the hall.

  He is truly a first-rate figure in the world.

  "I am Hulagu, son of the Great Khan."

  He frankly and easily, without any pride, said his own name.

  "My fellow has been gone for a long time without returning, so I came to investigate, and unexpectedly found that the capital city is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

  He smiled and looked at Lin Chen: "You are really amazing, given time, there will be few people in the world who can be your opponent."

  "The prince is overestimating himself. If you strike now, I am not your opponent for even ten moves."

  Lin Chen frankly spoke out his injuries, and the two sisters took a cold breath, their eyes welling up with tears.

  The prince smiled: "You could have escaped on your own and shouldn't have brought two burdens with you."

  Lin Chen glanced at him, and suddenly Prince Igor felt a cold light shining on him, like the snow on a high mountain, but also deeply melancholic and inexplicable.

  He had never been so astonished - a twelve or thirteen year old girl, actually having such a pair of eyes!

  "What's your name?"

  For the first time, he opened his mouth and asked.

  Lin Chen did not respond.

  "'Now that things have been settled, you'll cover up your clothes and hide both yourself and your name?' Is this the way you Han people do things?"

  Prince Hlut calmly recited a famous line from Poet Xian, with some subtle sarcasm.

  Lin Chen couldn't help but laugh.

  "Prince Hulute... Do you ask for a person's name before killing them? If so,"

  Her eyes turned sharp and cold, with a fierce killing intent bursting out in an instant.

  "Has the name of this city's millions of people ever lingered in your ears?!!!!!"

  As she loudly questioned him, her sword was already out of its scabbard.

  He gazed at this little girl, who was still immature, only reaching his chest, yet had such courage.

  Those eyes... are truly one of a kind in heaven and earth, so captivating that they seem to draw out one's very soul.

  He smiled and looked at Lin Chen deeply again:

  "Are you interested in playing a game?"

  He seemed to want to see into the depths of his eyes, where his soul was, and take away this cold robbery.

  "With these two people, you definitely can't escape from the city. Rather than jade and stone being destroyed together, let's make a bet."

  "Leave these two behind, I won't harm them in the slightest. You can leave first, and a moment later, I'll personally come after you. If you can escape, I'll immediately release them. But if you're caught by me,"

  "You must swear allegiance to me and become my subordinate."

  Lin Chen looked at him, seemingly deep in thought.

  This is a dangerous gamble, but... there's also a glimmer of hope.

  "How can I trust you?"

  "I swear on the name of my ancestors, if I betray this vow, let all descendants of my golden family be annihilated."

  This bet was indeed strange, but Lin Chen agreed to it.

  Nine deaths and one life, there is also this unique opportunity.

  Take two sisters out of the city?

  Lin Chen thought it was hard for Shifu to do, let alone her.

  "You must live! I am Qingmin, and this is my younger sister Xuanmin."

  At the time of farewell, the strong-willed sister among the twin sisters said to Lin Chen.

  Only a few words, true feelings inside.

  The sisters are almost identical, the only difference being that younger sister Xuan Min's eyes have a double eyelid.

  Note: The Golden Family in real history refers to the descendants of Genghis Khan Temujin, this article borrows this concept.