"Don't run away, where can you run to? You might as well just give in to us." A series of lewd jokes reached Shen Miao's ears.

Looking at the ugly skull faces around her, she felt nauseous and almost vomited.

However, seeing Shen Miao like this, the skeleton soldiers became even more excited, and the entire camp was filled with laughter and joy, as if they were celebrating some important festival.

Shen Miao kept dodging, avoiding the outstretched, branch-like skeletal claws, not letting them touch her at all.

"What are you hiding for? Where can you hide?" The skeleton soldier leered at Shen Miao, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Miao looked away, not daring to look any longer. She was afraid that if she looked too much, she wouldn't be able to eat anymore.

But as she turned her head, she saw the masked skeleton leader standing on the hillside. He looked down at her from above, and although she couldn't see his expression, Shen Miao felt that he was mocking her.

In an instant, Shen Miao's fighting spirit was reignited.

Didn't he want to see her make a fool of herself? Didn't he want her to be humiliated by a bunch of skeleton soldiers? She'll not let him have his way!

Shen Miao dodged left and right, making the most of her agile body within the narrow space encircled by the skeleton soldiers.

Her injured leg was in excruciating pain, but she couldn't care less at that moment.

Shen Miao's eyes swept over the piles of skeleton soldiers. They had almost finished playing and were gradually shrinking the circle. If it shrank to the point where she couldn't turn around, then she would be at their mercy.

No, she had to find a way to leave and regain control.

Otherwise, the outcome would definitely be something she doesn't want to see.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but the more she thought, the calmer Shen Miao's expression became.

Perhaps it was her appearance that was so attractive, some of the skeleton soldiers couldn't resist and pounced on her with howls. Shen Miao dodged one and then encountered another, gradually becoming somewhat powerless.

The injured leg also became a huge burden.

"ah!"

It's unclear which skeleton soldier it was, but it tripped Shen Miao and knocked her to the ground. She tried desperately to get up, but her strength had almost completely dissipated.

I tried several times, but I couldn't get up.

Her face and body were covered in dust from the repeated thrashing around, and her delicate little face became dirty, like a suffering goddess who had fallen to earth.

"Awoooooo!" The skeleton soldiers roared in a deafening jeer.

Shen Miao struggled to get up, but her legs went weak and she couldn't support herself, so she fell to the ground again with a thud.

When Qingchen and Jiuying arrived, they saw Shen Miao surrounded and falling over repeatedly. In an instant, the aura of Qingchen changed.

It became cold and gloomy.

He clenched his fists tightly, his spiritual power surging. Seeing the situation was bad, Jiuying quickly retreated a few steps. The next second, Qingchen opened his arms, and a large amount of spiritual power rushed towards the skeleton soldier.

In an instant, the group of drum towers flew out like fish being washed by the sea, and a great number of them were thrown away, leaving behind a scene of utter desolation.

Caught off guard by the attack, the skeleton soldiers were caught off guard and couldn't react in time. Some of them, who hadn't been injured, didn't even see the enemy clearly and scattered in all directions shouting, "The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming!"

The camp was thrown into chaos.

Taking advantage of the moment, Qingchen rushed to Shen Miao's side and pulled her up from the ground. "Are you alright?"

Shen Miao looked at Qing Chen and suddenly felt extremely wronged. Her eyes reddened instantly, but she didn't let the tears fall. Instead, she held them back tightly.

But in Qingchen's eyes, this appearance made him look like he had suffered a great injustice.

"It's alright, I'm here. No one can bully you anymore." Qingchen patted her back to comfort her, his gaze falling on the purplish-black, festering wound on her foot. His voice deepened, "How did this happen?"

He reached out, grasped the ankle, and examined it closely.

A warm, large hand touched her ankle, and Shen Miao instinctively flinched, but Qing Chen pressed her down.

"No, it's alright..." Shen Miao's voice was much softer than usual, showing a hint of the fragility of a female beast.

Qingchen paused for a moment, but continued to examine other parts of Shen Miao's body without stopping.

Jiuying had no idea what the two were doing, nor did he have time to care, as he was already overwhelmed just dealing with the onrushing skeleton soldiers for them.

He wanted to shout, "Stop showing off your love here! Go back to the store!" But before he could say it, he suddenly caught sight of a tall, masked skeleton rushing towards Qingchen like a ghost.

"Watch out!" Jiuying shouted sharply.

Qingchen reacted quickly and turned around immediately, but unfortunately it was too late. The skeleton leader struck him in the chest with a palm strike. This palm strike carried tremendous spiritual power, and Qingchen immediately staggered back several steps, blood gushing from his mouth.

He immediately gathered his spiritual power and began to fight back, while shouting at Jiuying, "Take her away!"

"What are you going to do?" Jiuying had already come to Shen Miao's side.

Qingchen said sternly, "Don't worry about me, let's go!"

Jiuying said no more, helped Shen Miao up from the ground, and led the people to run wildly. Of course, there were many skeleton soldiers who tried to block the road, but Jiuying stabbed them away with his stone spear.

Shen Miao was worried about Qing Chen, so she walked unsteadily, constantly looking back.

“Chen Miao, he will be fine, but if you continue like this, he will be distracted, and then it will be hard to say what will happen.” Jiu Ying had no choice but to speak up.

Shen Miao had no choice but to leave with Jiu Ying, not wanting to hold Qing Chen back.

They ran for miles until they could no longer see the skeleton soldiers, and finally stopped. Jiuying told her to sit down and rest, but Shenmiao couldn't sit still. She kept looking back at the road they had come from, her heart burning with anxiety.

"He won't get into trouble, will he? Jiu Ying, go and help him." Shen Miao urged Jiu Ying.

Jiuying was speechless. This person was only worried about Qingchen and didn't care about him at all.

However, Qingchen didn't ask him to help. He quickly caught up with them, and Shen Miao jumped up from the ground and limped over to greet him, "Qingchen, you're back."

Before Qingchen could even reply, he collapsed to the ground.

Shen Miao was taken aback and cried out in a panic, "Qingchen, what's wrong with you?"

Jiuying came over and checked on him, saying, "He's injured. That masked skeleton man is quite skilled."

“That’s their leader. Where is Qingchen injured?” Shen Miao examined Qingchen’s body and found several wounds.

The wounds were still bleeding, soaking his dark coat.

The largest wound was on her abdomen, almost a hole, from which blood gushed out. Shen Miao was horrified, and tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

She could no longer hold back and burst into tears, hugging Qingchen.

"It's all my fault. I was too willful. I shouldn't have chased after them. I'm the one who hurt you." Shen Miao cried until she almost fainted.