Su Jinxia's thoughts, as seen by Shen Qianxue and the others, appeared to be her pondering how to defend herself.

Shen Qianxue's eyes couldn't help but show some doubt, but he was still rational. As long as the woman in yellow was not found, nothing could be concluded.

He should trust Su Jinxia.

Su Jin didn't miss the hint of suspicion in Shen Qianxue's eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed his hand somewhat urgently, "There's something to this..."

"There's a way down!"

Suddenly, a disciple shouted, and Shen Qianxue immediately turned around and walked over.

Su Jin looked at her empty hands, feeling a little sad, but quickly followed.

The person who fell off the cliff was undoubtedly Nie Qingyi. Su Jinxia was upright and fearless.

Everyone descended the mountain together. Below the cliff was a valley filled with strange rocks. Shen Qianxue walked the fastest, heading directly towards the spot where the woman in yellow had fallen.

Soon, a yellow figure came into view.

The woman in yellow was lying face down on the ground, with the black sword Su Jin had just dropped stuck in her back; she was clearly the woman who had just fallen.

Shen Qianxue's expression was more solemn than ever before. The yellow figure suddenly gave him a very familiar feeling. He hurriedly ran over and helped the woman in yellow up.

Then, a familiar face came into Su Jinxia's view.

Su Jinxia's pupils dilated instantly, the color drained from her face, and she looked as if she had been struck by lightning!

It's Maizizi!

That bloodied and mangled little face was none other than Mai Zizi!

"Zizi..."

Shen Qianxue's eyes were bloodshot, and his trembling hand touched Mai Zizi's face with deep fear. He could not feel Mai Zizi's presence.

Everyone frowned in dismay. With such severe injuries, even a miracle worker couldn't save Mai Zizi.

Su Jin felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if it were being tightly gripped by a large hand. She didn't have time to think about why the person falling off the cliff had turned into Mai Zizi, and she rushed forward.

Yang Jiaoruo suddenly blocked Su Jinxia's path and shouted, "Take her down!"

The crowd swarmed forward and surrounded Su Jin.

Ignoring everything else, Su Jin rushed forward, using her scabbard to deflect Yang Jiaoruo's longsword, yelling, "Get out of my way!"

Yang Jiaoruo persisted, repeatedly drawing her sword to block Su Jinxia in an attempt to control her.

Su Jin was furious and suddenly unleashed tremendous power, blasting everyone away. Then, taking advantage of the opening, she quickly flew to Mai Zizi's side. Just as she was about to touch Mai Zizi's pulse, Shen Qianxue pushed her away violently.

Su Jin stumbled and fell to the ground. What she saw was Shen Qianxue's bloodshot eyes. He held Mai Zizi tightly in his arms, protecting her like a mother hen, not wanting anyone to touch her.

Su Jin's eyes instantly welled up with tears. She swallowed the sob in her throat and said earnestly, "I can save her, you have to believe me!"

Deep sorrow welled up in Shen Qianxue's eyes, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks. She roared, "Haven't I trusted you enough? All you do is make me trust you, but what have you done!"

Everyone was astonished.

The people here are all disciples of the Liuli Society, and most of them are even confidants. They have never seen Feng Liu shed tears.

Su Jin was terrified by Shen Qianxue's roar; she could even sense his murderous intent.

"Let me save her first."

Su Jin gritted her teeth, afraid that Shen Qianxue wouldn't believe her, and directly pulled out the dagger next to her boot and slashed her wrist.

Blood gushed out instantly.

"What is she going to do?" The disciples, gathered at a distance, were all shocked by Su Jinxia's actions.

Shen Qianxue stared at the glaring wound, her heart aching slightly, but her eyes cleared a little.

He realized he didn't understand Su Jinxia, ​​and never had.

The blood was flowing so fast it was heartbreaking, and Shen Qianxue unconsciously loosened her grip on Mai Zizi's arm.

Su Jinxia quickly approached Mai Zizi, deftly pinched Mai Zizi's chin, forcing Mai Zizi to open her mouth, and then placed her wrist near her mouth.

"What do you mean? Can Su Jin's blood save people?"

"Could it be because of the Glass Master? I've heard that the Gu Mother can overcome all poisons. Could the Glass Master's blood also heal and save lives?"

The disciples whispered among themselves, finding the scene before them utterly unbelievable.

The blood entered Maizizi's body and quickly took effect, reviving her almost vanished life force and slowly repairing her injuries.

Suddenly, Su Jin's brow twitched, and then she clenched her teeth tightly.

it hurts!

The Gu Mother in Su Jinxia's chest was churning and tearing, as if telling Su Jinxia that she had gone too far.

But Su Jin tried her best to suppress the intense pain and didn't want to show it.

Shen Qianxue held Mai Zizi's wrist and could clearly feel Mai Zizi's pulse becoming clearer with each beat.

His gaze fell on Su Jinxia's face, and he suddenly pushed her away again, "Enough!"

The heartache hidden in his eyes was masked by anger.

"Su Jinxia, ​​why are you putting on this act? When you threw the sword at Mai Zizi, didn't you think she would die?" Yang Jiaoruo said sarcastically, trying to remind everyone of Su Jinxia's despicable behavior and not to be deceived by her pitiful appearance.

Su Jin stared at Shen Qianxue, weakly denying, "It wasn't me..."

Shen Qianxue abruptly shifted her gaze away from Su Jinxia, ​​concealing all the heartache in her eyes.

Faced with the facts, Su Jin's explanation seemed weak and unconvincing.

Although Mai Zizi has regained some vitality, her internal and external injuries are very serious and require immediate treatment.

Shen Qianxue picked up Mai Zizi and strode away, not leaving Su Jinxia with a single glance or word.

Su Jinxia stared at his retreating figure, her heart aching so much she could hardly breathe.

Shen Qianxue ignored Su Jinxia, ​​but Yang Jiaoruo was not willing to let Su Jinxia off easily. She ordered, "Arrest Su Jinxia and take her back!"

Su Jin stood up, staring intently at Yang Jiaoruo with a gloomy expression. "What right do you have to take me away?"

Su Jinxia is not just Su Jinxia, ​​she is also the Lord of Liuli, the Young Master of Guying, and the current leader of the rebel army. She cannot be captured!

"Whether you leave or not is not up to you!" A hint of madness crept into Yang Jiaoruo's lips. As long as Shen Qianxue didn't protect Su Jinxia, ​​Su Jinxia would have no chance of escaping.

Su Jin watched the crowd warily, tore off a piece of her clothes, and wrapped it around her wrist.

Every drop of Su Jinxia's blood contained the power of the Gu Mother. With excessive blood loss, it would be difficult for him to use the Gu Mother's power again. Su Jinxia had to be cautious in dealing with so many experts by force alone.

Just then, a strong wind swept in from all sides, and several figures rushed over at lightning speed, all landing beside Su Jin.

The disciples of the Liuli Society, including Su Hu, had all gone out to search for Nie Qingyi.

Su Hu felt heartbroken seeing the bloodstains all over Su Jin's hands and body.

"Your subordinate is late, please forgive me, my lord!"

Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Not too late, just in time.

Yang Jiaoruo and the others became alert. Yang Jiaoruo angrily said, "You were indeed prepared!"

Su Jinxia was too lazy to waste words with Yang Jiaoruo. She was in a bad state and not suitable to fight anymore, so she whispered to Su Hu, "Let's retreat."

Su Hu nodded, put his arm around Su Jin's waist, and shouted, "Back off!"

So, the group used their light-footed skills to quickly retreat.