He really came! He really wanted to kill Lu Jiaxue!

Luo Yining's voice was distorted by her crying. She saw the arrow wound on his back. Her hand was covered in blood from the wound she had just touched. "Does it hurt?" Luo Yining said with trembling lips. "Does it hurt?"

Lu Jiaxue clasped her hand with his fingers. He felt somewhat powerless, leaning against her frail shoulders, as if they were still together. She no longer resisted. He whispered, "...It hurts, Luo Yining."

She wiped her tears and said, "It's okay, it won't hurt in a while." She took out his Buddhist beads from her arms tremblingly and wrapped them around Lu Jiaxue's wrist in circles.

Luo Shenyuan watched quietly. After knowing that she was fine, he was no longer impatient. Now he only had one goal left.

——Kill Lu Jiaxue!

The two of them hugged each other, and there was something he could never understand.

Luo Shenyuan raised his hand indifferently and said softly, "Release." Beside him was a crossbowman with excellent archery skills. Upon hearing this, he immediately raised the arrow and aimed it at Lu Jiaxue's back.

Just as Daoyan said, we can only kill Lu Jiaxue and never let the tiger go back to the mountain!

Luo Yining shuddered, as if she sensed danger. She looked up and shouted at Luo Shenyuan, "Tell them to stop!"

Luo Shenyuan looked at her tear-stained face.

Lu Jiaxue had already closed his eyes, and Luo Yining could feel his hands were terribly cold. Because he had lost all his strength, the full force of the heavy armor was pressing down on her. She cried out in despair and collapse, "Luo Shenyuan, stop! Please let him go, please, let him go!"

"You have won now, let him go!" Luo Yining was trembling. She had never felt so powerless.

That person clearly listened to her pleas, yet his face was indifferent. That person clearly loved her so much, yet now his hands were full of arrows.

The night wind grew colder, and Luo Yining felt the body in her arms grow colder. She murmured, "Luo Shenyuan...Daoyan plotted against me, and now you're playing the same trick on me. How about this? You shoot me too. I'll repay his life with my own." Her tears rolled down Lu Jiaxue's neck.

Why is she crying again? He is about to die. She is still not happy...

Lu Jiaxue held her hand tighter. She was really hard to please. Don't cry... Every time he saw her cry, his heart felt like it was being pierced by a needle.

"Don't cry." Lu Jiaxue said softly, forcing a smile. "Stop crying, it doesn't matter if I die... I've almost lived enough..."

Luo Yining thought of Lu Jiaxue, the man who held her dog, who copied scriptures for her, who loved to tease her. This man lived so vividly in her past. How could he die! He absolutely could not die!

"Luo Shenyuan!" Her voice became harsh, "Why not kill me too!"

It took Luo Shenyuan a long time to come back to his senses, and his mouth was full of bitterness. Luo Yining didn't know that with every cry she made, he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword.

...She even said such threatening words. Has she forgotten what Lu Jiaxue did to her?

But after a long time, he suddenly fell silent. Then he raised his hand again: "...Retreat."

If this man really died here, he would remain in Luo Yining's heart for the rest of his life, becoming a deep scar that he would never be able to remove.

Luo Shenyuan walked towards them, each step slow and steady. Then he grasped Luo Yining's wrist and pulled her away. He finally saw Lu Jiaxue's complete defeat, his entire army in tatters.

Luo Shenyuan's tone was cold: "I'll spare your life, but it's all over, Lu Jiaxue."

Lu Jiaxue seemed not to hear it. He looked up at the sky where a faint golden light was shining.

The sun is about to come out, he clenched the beads in his hand.

It turns out that she did find the beads that day... That's great.

Lu Jiaxue closed his eyes.

He didn't care about his life, but it was Luo Yining who asked for it.

He can't help but feel sorry for it.