96 The Truth (VI)
◎I am willing to die for you◎
Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his shoulder. Li Jintang raised his head and saw a few drops of blood on it.
Her heart suddenly felt like it was being tugged at. She pressed his shoulders and tried to push him away. Seeing that she couldn't push him away, she patted his back in despair: "Xie An, let go, you will die..."
But how could he listen? He just tightened his arms around her and said, "Don't look...it will be fine soon."
"None of you can escape. You'll all die here!" Through the formation, the figures outside seemed to be gradually twisting. He stared at them with his eyes and suddenly laughed wildly: "This position should have been mine! We've suffered the same humiliation and been looked down upon. Is it because I didn't pretend well enough? Why, why, why should you get everything?! I fought so hard to climb up, but in the end—in the end, I still lost to you!"
"But that doesn't matter," he said, then glared at him coldly, his expression suddenly ferocious. "You'll be dead soon anyway, and you'll soon see those people you killed with your own hands. So, should you thank me?"
"Just shut up!"
Li Jintang picked up a piece of wood that had fallen on the ground and threw it hard, hitting the other person's forehead squarely.
He was knocked back straight, and the rickety door was slammed open and hit his back, instantly breaking into two pieces.
"court death!"
The man staggered to his feet, blood streaming down his face. He roared, drawing the dagger from his waist and stepping towards them. "Then I'll finish you off first..."
Suddenly, an arc of light shot out. Lin Xiangxun quickly dodged it and looked around with wide eyes. "Who is it? Who dares to attack me?"
Before he could finish his words, another stone flew straight towards his forehead. He reached out and threw it back, angrily saying, "Come out and fight openly!"
"How dare you say that?" The young girl came in coldly, "You can't beat the other person, so you resort to such shady tactics. I think you're the most shameless person."
"Sister Qiuyan?" Li Jintang thought he had mistaken her for someone else and asked anxiously, "Why haven't you left yet? Just now... weren't you supposed to be leaving?"
"How could I leave you alone?" Qiu Yan said as she quickly glanced around, trying to find a way to break the formation and rescue them.
"I never thought that even someone like you would have friends," Lin Xiangxun said, a strange smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He then turned to Qiuyan and said, "Your good senior brother almost died at his hands. So, do you still want to save him?"
"Who wants to save him? Besides, it's not your turn to sow discord here!" Before she finished speaking, she jumped up, spiritual power emanating from her fingertips, and went straight for his throat.
But her cultivation level was already lower than his, and her spiritual power hadn't recovered yet, making her even less of a match. He sneered a few times, and with his short knife, he drew a silver fox in front of him. Before the blade even reached her, the cold blade had already severed several strands of her hair.
After a few rounds, Qiuyan quickly fell behind. A single careless move would have caused the blade to slice through her arm. She quickly rolled over, propping herself up with one hand, barely holding on to her shaky body. She raised her eyes, panting, and stared at the approaching figure.
Lin Xiangxun approached step by step, knife in hand, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Guess, if your brother knew that you died today saving this devil, how would he feel?"
Qiuyan bit her lip, clenched her hands into fists behind her back, and silently calculated in her mind how to counterattack so as to increase her chances of success when he got close.
"You bad guy, stay away from my sister!"
The temperature around him dropped suddenly. He was slightly startled. Before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to the abdomen. He was knocked out and hit the dilapidated wall directly. Dust fell all over the ground and covered his whole body.
The formation in the center of the room shrank smaller and smaller, and it looked like it would soon disappear completely. The surrounding temperature quickly returned to normal. Li Jintang ran over and helped the girl up from the ground, his movements cautious. "Sister Qiuyan, what's wrong with you? Can you still stand up?"
"I..." Qiu Yan held his forehead and looked at her in disbelief, "Are you guys okay?"
She turned to look at the young man in white standing in front of them, coldly glaring at the person lying on the ground, and said, "We are all fine now. Just now, Xie An..."
Before she could finish her words, she was hugged tightly by someone. Qiu Yan hugged her tightly, her voice choked with sobs: "I, I thought... you had to promise me that you would never take such risks again in the future."
Li Jintang helped her out of the house and comforted her gently, "Sister Qiuyan, please wait here for a moment. I'm going to help him."
"Impossible!" The man behind them staggered to his feet and glared at them with red eyes. "It's impossible for anyone to escape from my trap. You...you shouldn't be alive!"
He then let out an inexplicable laugh. "Even if you manage to escape, what good will it do? You've already used up a lot of your spiritual energy, haven't you? In a one-on-one fight, do you think you can still be my opponent?"
"If he doesn't fight with you, I will deal with you." Li Jintang took the fate book that came and hurried forward a few steps, but her sleeves were tightened and she was immediately pulled behind.
Xie Changyan looked back at her, raised his sleeve and casually threw out a silver needle, "Don't move, wait here for me."
"Xie An, thank you..." She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, but she found that her body was as if frozen in place and she couldn't move.
"He's really a desperate person."
Lin Xiangxun didn't expect that he could still hold the sword and fight with him, and he didn't expect that after experiencing the exhaustion just now, he could still deal with his moves with ease. For a moment, his mind was in chaos, and he was hit by the opponent several times accidentally. He covered his chest and retreated to the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his sword-holding hand kept shaking.
His lips trembled, and his fingers lifted weakly: "How could you, how could you still..."
Before he could finish his words, he swallowed a mouthful of blood and phlegm, and suddenly came to his senses - the poet was very good at disguise, and he had deceived the old sect leader in the same way back then. Now... he was using the same trick again, and this time, he was afraid that he would die under his sword.
The young man's eyes were calm, and there was no trace of the joy of turning defeat into victory on his face. He did not make any further movements, as if as long as the other party stayed where he was, he would give him a way out.
"Well, I've lost today, and I'm afraid you won't give me another chance." The scarred man opened his bloodshot eyes, slowly raised his hands, and smiled miserably: "Then... let's die here together."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly shot out, flying straight towards the formation where only a few embers remained. The sword pierced his chest, and blood covered the ground.
His eyes were wide open, as if he was holding on to his last breath, watching them go to hell with him.
Xie Changyan's pupils shrank slightly, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around and hugged the girl tightly, holding her in his arms and taking her away from the house that was about to collapse. He alone bore all the spiritual power impact after the explosion.
“Cough, cough cough…”
Li Jintang raised his hand to wave away the smoke in front of him, stretched out his hand in the air, and grabbed a piece of talisman paper. There were some blood words on it, and it seemed... exactly the same as what he had seen from Xie An before.
"Xie An?!"
Hearing the faint breathing coming from beneath her, she was so scared that she quickly climbed up from him, holding his shoulders with one hand to help him up, patting his back gently to help him breathe, "How are you? Let me see where you are hurt..."
He could have clearly dodged it on his own, but he insisted on being her human cushion. Looking at his current condition, she was afraid that he would vomit blood again.
"I'm fine." He looked up at the dark sky, where a few tree shadows swayed on the ground. "It's over."
What's over?
Li Jintang turned around and was shocked to realize that they were now in the forest where she had just passed by following the fake Qiuyan, and the fairyland and houses were all illusions.
"I wonder where Sister Qiuyan is..." she murmured. It was pitch black all around and not even a single person could be seen.
Her cheeks were suddenly held by a pair of cold hands, and the next moment, she met the boy's smiling eyes.
The gentle moonlight shone through the gaps in the trees, rippling in his eyes: "Atang, I'm more seriously injured, don't you care about me?"
"Turn around and let me see..." His face was frighteningly pale. He closed his eyes lightly, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his lips, making him look like a piece of white paper that could not withstand the wind.
Li Jintang blinked, trying hard to hold back her tears, but her sobbing voice betrayed her: "Why are you so stupid? Are you going to die?"
She didn't know how much damage he had suffered in the formation just now, and with the explosion, she was afraid that he really couldn't withstand any more consumption.
She put her face against the boy's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and asked a question in a low voice that she herself didn't dare to hear the answer: "Xie An, tell me the truth, you will be fine, right? I don't know what's wrong, anyway, if you die now, I will die with you."
The young man remained silent for a long time, rarely answering her. The moonlight illuminated the girl's face, making it appear white. A teardrop hung on her cheek like a crystal-clear pearl. He leaned over and kissed away the tear from the corner of her eye.
"I'm always willing to die for you," he held her face in his hands, as if it were a fragile treasure, her appearance reflected in his eyes, "but I never ask you to compensate me for anything. I just want you to live, no matter what happens."
Li Jintang didn't say anything, nor did she push him away. She just raised her face and looked at those eyes sadly.
She didn't like such words, and she didn't need him to die for her. She also hoped that he could live a good life.
"Brother, why are you here? Wait, listen to me, there must be something fishy going on..."
"What could be so strange? He tried to kill me and even a fellow elder. How could that be false?"
A beam of sword light cut through the darkness. Qu Lingfei's hand holding the hilt trembled slightly, and the blade pointed directly at the opponent.
"You devil, you deceived us so much and almost took my life." His lips trembled as he took a step closer to the other party, but because he didn't want to hurt innocent people, he didn't attack immediately. "If you let Atang go, I can let you go."
Qi He frowned, wishing he could chop the person next to his junior sister into pieces. "Don't be afraid, junior sister. He is seriously injured and has no weapons. If Young Master Qu and I work together, we can kill him and rescue you quickly!"
"It's not like that, he didn't hurt me, please... don't kill him." Li Jintang stood in front of him, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably due to sobbing, and suddenly heard a chuckle behind him.
"Oh, really?" The young man curled his lips in interest, leaned over and whispered softly in her ear, "They said they wanted to take you away from me, but I absolutely won't allow that. Atang, have you decided who you want to help?"
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