The green, blue, and yellow sedan chairs approached from afar amid a lively chorus of drums, suonas, and pipas. As Li Xian watched, he noticed how peculiar the green, blue, and yellow guards' steps were: swaying left and right, shifting forward and pushing back, impossible to fathom. There was formidable martial artistry involved. If these three-colored guards surrounded us, things would probably turn dangerous, he thought, exchanging a glance with Zhao Yingqiong.
Zhao Yingqiong had similar thoughts. Her whole body tensed as she studied the mysteries of the guards' footwork. Those steps and that drumming are anything but simple! First I was tightly bound and pierced deep with fine needles, then wrapped in a black robe and fitted with gold bracelets, restrained layer upon layer. If this formation surrounds me too, I'll have no way to resist. The Flower Cage Sect isn't particularly powerful, but its formations, unorthodox methods, and bizarre devices cannot be underestimated. Her expression grew grave.
Li Xian felt Zhao Yingqiong stiffen all over. Knowing that her limbs could barely move and she was bound to be nervous, he used Mind-Intent Transmission to say, "Don't be afraid, General. I'll protect you." Zhao Yingqiong's pretty face reddened. You brat, I didn't see you protecting me earlier, and now you're trying to curry favor. She secretly shot him a cutting glance, unable to answer. A moment later, she suddenly felt warmth around her waist and abdomen as Li Xian's hand grasped her. Her body and soul rippled. Under the effects of the Spring-Sleep Incense and the Seven-Day Body-Stewing Decoction, her bodily brew was already scalding hot, and now fresh ripples rose within it.
The Yingqiong Spear was a precious golden spear and jade treasure of this world, its shaft tall and straight, with two smooth, rounded jade pearls hanging