Shen Yunzhou, who was targeted

On one occasion, a group of thugs took the opportunity to harass the hospital, demanding so-called protection money, and acted arrogantly.

Upon learning of this, the officer immediately dispatched troops to raid the thugs' hideout, beheading their leader and displaying his head at the hospital entrance! The method was bloody but effective.

Ji Qianqiu watched with great excitement, waving his fist: "Well done! That's how it should be! You have to be ruthless when dealing with scum like this!"

Ye Wuyang frowned, disgusted, and said, "Bloody... barbaric... intimidating her. It only increases her fear." He thought this method was too brutal and would frighten Fang Li.

Shen Yunzhou was silent for a moment: "...It's acceptable, it's indeed a permanent solution." But he didn't like Fang Li seeing such a bloody scene, and his feelings were complicated.

Xie Chen chuckled lightly, fanning himself, and looked at Shen Yunzhou with a subtle tone: "Brother Shen, judging from the way this 'other self' acts, he does have some of your style of 'one sword breaks all laws'... It's just a pity that he seems to have used all his talents on these romantic feelings, which is a bit... a waste of his abilities?" It seemed like an objective evaluation, but in fact it implied that his actions were too direct and he did not understand tact and gentleness.

Shen Yunzhou's face was icy cold, and his sword aura was slightly agitated: "...What does this have to do with me! Stop talking nonsense!" He felt extremely aggrieved, having been caught in the crossfire for no reason.

To build a closer relationship, the officer took Fang Li on a horseback ride in the countryside to relax.

He embraced her from behind, took her hand and pulled the reins, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive ear as he whispered, "Don't be afraid, relax... I'm here."

Fang Li's body stiffened instantly, her cheeks flushed, and her heart raced: "..."

The five members of the Backstreet Spirits group are in an uproar again!

Ye Wuyang exuded a chilling aura, his icy gaze sweeping over Shen Yunzhou: "...Close-quarters instruction? Skin-to-skin contact? You certainly know how to make excuses."

Shen Yunzhou himself lost control of his sword energy, and a row of innocent tree branches in the distance were instantly and neatly cut off: "...Hands! Let go!" The fire of jealousy burned fiercely.

Ji Qianqiu covered her eyes and yelled, "Ahhh! It's on! It's on! Shen Bingkuai, look! That guy is just like you! He only knows how to take advantage of his junior sister!"

Xie Chen covered his face with his fan, coughed twice to hide his embarrassment and sourness: "Don't look at what's improper... What kind of behavior is this..."

Fang Heng jumped up and down: "Hey! Where are you putting your hands! Stay away from my sister! If you're going to ride a horse, just ride properly! Why are you standing so close! You pervert!"

On Fang Li's birthday, the war took a rare break.

The officer lit a grand and dazzling fireworks display for her alone at an abandoned fortress on the outskirts of the city.

The dark night sky was illuminated by dazzling fireworks, a beautiful and breathtaking sight.

Fang Li looked up at the continuously blooming fireworks, her eyes glistening with tears of emotion, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips: "...Thank you." This moment of romance was enough to soothe the wounds of many wars.

The officer gazed at her profile illuminated by the fireworks, his eyes unusually gentle, and promised, "I'll show it to you every year from now on."

The five people behind him watched in silence, their feelings complex and difficult to describe.

Ye Wuyang's eyes flickered slightly, and he unusually refrained from using his sharp tongue: "...You did put in...thought into it." He reluctantly acknowledged the romance, a hint of approval mixed with his jealousy.

Shen Yunzhou gripped his sword tightly, stubbornly saying, "...It's all show and no substance, a waste of resources. If we were attacked now, wouldn't we become sitting ducks?" But deep down, he felt a pang of envy for this straightforward and passionate way of expressing himself.

Ji Qianqiu scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, "These colorful things, and they make a banging sound, are quite pretty! Junior Sister likes them! I'll remember them! I'll learn them in the future!"

Xie Chen raised an eyebrow at Shen Yunzhou and teased, "Brother Shen, if it were you, could you come up with such a... dazzling but slightly extravagant method?" He was actually implying that Shen Yunzhou lacked a romantic soul.

Fang Heng continued with his fatherly comment: "This guy has such a stubborn temper, like a rock. Will he quarrel with his sister in the future? But... so far, he seems to genuinely protect his sister... Oh well, let's observe him further!"

Faced with the direct or indirect attacks from everyone, Shen Yunzhou's face grew increasingly dark. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he unleashed a burst of sword energy around him.

"Nightless Night! Control your chilling aura! Stop making veiled accusations!"

"Ji Qianqiu! If you continue spouting nonsense, let's settle this with my sword!"

"Xie Chen! Go and deduce your heavenly secrets! Stop stirring up trouble here!"

Finally, he managed to utter a weak and angry explanation: "...That's not me!" But deep down, he was conflicted. When he saw "himself" forcefully protecting Fang Li, his sword intent resonated unconsciously, even giving him a sense of satisfaction that it was "right to be this way"; but when he saw "himself" being close to Fang Li, intense bitterness and restlessness caused his sword energy to spiral out of control. He often fell into a state of "self-splitting," both identifying with and rejecting that "other self," resulting in extremely unstable emotions.

Ye Wuyang continued to nitpick: "A reckless man's courage, devoid of understanding of romance, is like a raging fire that will eventually burn her." He worried that the officer's love was too intense and domineering, and would hurt Fang Li.

Ji Qianqiu continued to admire and learn: "This guy really goes all out to woo his junior sister! I admire him! Giving gifts! Fighting! showering her with flowers! I've learned it all! I've written it all down in my little notebook!"

Xie Chen continued his sarcastic commentary, tinged with subtle jealousy: "In chaotic times, harsh measures are necessary, which may solve the immediate problem. However, the word 'love' cannot be fully grasped by tyranny. Judging from his actions, he is indeed sincere, but... his methods are questionable." His tone carried a hint of sourness.

Fang Heng, still with a fatherly attitude, said, "This kid... he's responsible and has guts... but his temper... is too stubborn... like a rock in a latrine... will he bully Li'er in the future? Soldiers... their heads are on the line... sigh! It's really worrying me to death!"

He even said to Shen Yunzhou with great concern, "Brother Shen, your... 'clone' seems to have an even more explosive temper than you! War is so dangerous! A hail of bullets! Can he protect my sister? Don't just stand by and watch, think of a way!" He transferred his anxiety to Shen Yunzhou.

After a day of fierce fighting, the officer, covered in gunpowder and dust, and even wounded, went straight to Fang Li.

He knelt down on one knee, pulled out a diamond ring, looked at her intently, and said in a hoarse but firm voice, "Marry me. Now. From now on, I'll protect you, and you can focus on saving others."

Looking at the man before her, covered in wounds but with an incredibly earnest gaze, Fang Li's tears instantly welled up. She nodded, her voice choked with emotion, "...Okay."

The ceremony was simple, without even a proper hall or guests. The officer solemnly promised, "Once peace is restored, I will definitely give you the most magnificent wedding in the world."

Shen Yunzhou watched as "himself" put the ring on Fang Li's hand, his fingers trembling slightly: "..." He felt a mix of emotions, wishing her happiness while also feeling heartbroken.

Ye Wuyang looked away, unable to bear watching any longer: "..."

Ji Qianqiu wiped away his tears, his voice muffled, "Waaah... Junior Sister got married..."

Xie Chen sighed softly: "A marriage in troubled times is like a storm... I hope it can last."

Fang Heng, tears streaming down his face, said, "It's good that I got married... In this world, it's good to have a strong person to rely on..."

Later, the officer was seriously wounded in a fierce battle and was on the verge of death. Fang Li stayed by his bedside day and night without sleep, using all her knowledge to pull him back from the brink of death.

When the officer woke up, the first thing he did was to hug her tightly, his voice weak but satisfied: "This life... was worth it."

Fang Li, with tears in her eyes and a smile playing on her lips, softly muttered, "Fool..."

With red-rimmed eyes, Ji Qianqiu couldn't help but punch Shen Yunzhou on the shoulder: "It's all your fault! Look at you! You've made yourself like this! Half-dead! You made your junior sister worry! You made her cry!" Her logic was extremely chaotic, but she was full of resentment!

Ye Wuyang looked at Shen Yunzhou and said coldly, "The self-inflicted injury... it worked." He even suspected that Shen Yunzhou himself would use this trick in the future.

At this touching moment of deep affection and unwavering devotion, another illusory blue lotus seed quietly appeared in Fang Li's heart! It was even brighter than the one that appeared at the modern wedding, and its chaotic aura was also slightly stronger!

At the same time, the spacetime vortex reappeared without warning, and a powerful suction force enveloped the five people.

Before being swept into the vortex, the five people took one last look at the war-torn world and the two people embracing each other.

Shen Yunzhou glanced deeply at his embracing "self" and Fang Li, his eyes filled with complex and indescribable emotions: "..."

Ye Wuyang's face was cold as she gave him one last look: "...Let's go." It was as if even looking at him for another moment would break her heart.

Ji Qianqiu waved his hand foolishly, "Take care, Junior Sister! I'll come see you again next time!"

While resisting the suction, Xie Chen quickly deduced: "The lotus seed's appearance... this time it's related to the emotional fulfillment that has undergone trials..."

Fang Heng sighed, "Sigh... they're gone again... I was just starting to feel relieved..."