Xie Lingqin stopped running and suddenly sneered at Yuwen Xian, who was also closing in from behind, "Yuwen Xian, it seems there are wolves. I wonder if you have enough people to feed them all."

Yuwen Xian's hair was slightly disheveled, and he looked somewhat embarrassed. He stared intently at Xie Lingqin and said, "Xie Lingqin, come out here. We can talk this over. Would you rather feed to wolves than be with me?"

"Nonsense, you're such a piece of trash, you're not even as good as a wolf."

A cold wind swept in, and under the dappled sunlight, the girl wore a cold smile as she retreated step by step until, behind her, countless sharp eyes gleamed eerily.

"A wolf, it's a wolf..."

"Your Highness, hurry, hurry, hurry..."

"Want to leave? It's not that easy."

Xie Lingqin imitated the howls of wolves, and the wolves immediately attacked her in packs, heading straight for Yuwen Xian.

Xie Lingqin was not faring well either, and was soon knocked down by a tiger that suddenly appeared.

"Damn it, if you were a handsome guy, I'd like to, but you're a tiger."

Xie Lingqin gritted her teeth, about to retaliate, when she suddenly felt an unprecedented power surging through her body. That power allowed her to instantly shake off the tiger on her body. However, at the same time, she felt that the effects of the medicine in her body were becoming more and more intense.

She believed that if she didn't find a solution soon, she would really die suddenly.

When one is overcome with passion, there is no other way to relieve it except through a man...

"flutter--"

Xie Lingqin felt a heaviness in her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

That one move just now actually triggered the toxins in my body again.

The tiger, shaking its head, once again menacingly approached.

Dozens of wolfhounds were enough to keep Yuwen Xian busy.

"Xie Lingqin, come here. I can spare you for now. I'll take you to find the Crown Prince, okay?"

While dealing with the wolves around him, Yuwen Xian's blood-stained face and dark eyes looked at Xie Lingqin, seemingly beginning to compromise.

Xie Lingqin gave him a cold look, of course she didn't believe him.

However, the nameless fire within her made every man in front of her seem incomparably handsome, causing her to have wild fantasies and even sexual encounters.

"roar--"

From the woods came a fierce roar. The tiger had clearly lost its patience, its mouth wide open, its sharp, bristling teeth aimed at Xie Lingqin's head.

"tear--"

At the same time, Xie Lingqin drew a dagger from her sleeve and slashed it from under the tiger. The tiger's belly was ripped open, but it was still not dead. Now it was completely enraged, and its roars could almost echo through the sky.

Xie Lingqin's face was icy cold.

Because now, three more tigers have appeared in front of us...

She can't beat him, really.

Aside from the day she transmigrated, Xie Lingqin had never felt so destitute. She thought that she had no choice but to commit suicide...

However, as the tigers looked at her, they suddenly stopped, their large eyes greedily fixed on her...arm.

On her snow-white arm, there was a bloody gash from the struggle with the tiger. It was still bleeding, and she hadn't felt it before, but now even the slightest movement hurt.

But do these tigers like to drink blood?

Xie Lingqin swallowed hard; this was not a good sign.

Meanwhile, seeing this scene, Yuwen Xian felt a sudden, unprecedented tension as he watched the girl being forced back step by step by the tiger.

He could force Xie Lingqin, he could harass her, he could suppress her, but he didn't want her to die.

His heart pounded at the thought of her being torn to pieces by a tiger.

"Xie Lingqin, disperse."

A battle raged within his mind, and suddenly, Yuwen Xian leaped up from the ground, his long sword coming at him.

Upon seeing this, Xie Lingqin suddenly flipped over and leaped backward.

Before Yuwen Xian could even make his move, a sword flower swirled in the air, and a dark shadow descended, forcing the tiger that had been entangled by his clone to retreat.

“Yuwen…”

Before Xie Lingqin could finish her exclamation of surprise, her feet suddenly gave way, and in an instant, the grass rippled and she was pulled down by the ground.

"Qin'er—"

Yuwen Yao flew forward, but two tigers coiled around him from behind, slowing him down by a mere second. When he rushed over, he watched helplessly as Xie Lingqin was completely trapped. In that instant, a white figure leaped down.

When Yuwen Yao rushed over, everything had returned to calm.

"Your Highness... it was Young Master Xu and Miss who jumped down together."

He heard the wind rushing by.

"Xie Lingqin..."

At this moment, Yuwen Xian lay on the ground, panting heavily. If Yuwen Yao hadn't arrived, he would have been eaten by the tigers.

Yuwen Yao looked down at him, his dark eyes so deep that it was almost impossible to breathe. "Yuwen Xian, if Xie Lingqin suffers even the slightest harm, you will be dead."

Yuwen Yao left after saying a few words.

"Your Highness, Xie Lingqin has fallen under the spell of Spring Passion."

Yuwen Xian suddenly spoke coldly, his tone full of schadenfreude.

"Whoa—"

With a flash of light, Yuwen Yao's hand moved swiftly and decisively, leaving a bloody gash on Yuwen Xian's thigh.

"Yuwen Xian, I don't mind crippling you right now."

He had obviously noticed that Xie Lingqin was missing a sleeve.

But right now, nothing is more important than finding Xie Lingqin.

"Yuwen Yao, she's just a woman, and you actually..."

"Smack—"

A slap flew over, causing Yuwen Xian to roll on the spot.

"The ground just now cracked open and the mountain moved. This place is high up, so it should be going down."

Yuwen Yao then turned to Tingfeng and Tingyu and gave them urgent instructions.

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