Just as Yan'er seemed to have reluctantly bid farewell to this world, Ruoxi still refused to believe it and tightly embraced Yan'er's pale and thin body in her arms.
It's as if Yan'er hasn't left this world yet; she just needs more warmth to wake up. Or perhaps, the capital of the Western Qin Kingdom is too far away, and Yan'er must have been traveling for too long and was too tired to find her. She needs to rest for a while, and then she will be just like before, still lively and chattering, getting up and chasing after her.
She lovingly and tenderly rested her chin on her forehead for a long, long time, holding hands and gazing at Yan'er's remains, speechless with grief.
Unbeknownst to her, the tear stains on her face had been quietly dried by the warm and gentle spring breeze. Just as she was immersed in her boundless grief, a blinding light suddenly flashed before her eyes.
With a hiss, a spurt of blood gushed out, splashing onto Yan'er's wound, making it appear even more gruesome.
"Miss Yi!"
"Miss Ruoxi!"
In the flash of light, Lanxiang and the young guard quickly noticed and came to their senses, but they both exclaimed in surprise, stunned by what they saw.
It turned out that the blinding light was Long Ye's dying struggle, leading a group of his unrepentant and stubborn confidants. Taking advantage of the three's grief and distraction, he personally stabbed Ruoxi with an extremely fast sword light.
The sword light seemed to descend from the sky, catching everyone off guard. It flashed before Ruoxi's eyes and left a deep sword mark on the arm where she and Yan'er were holding hands, causing a spurt of blood.
However, Ruoxi, who was completely lost in thought, didn't blink once, as if the sword hadn't pierced her at all. Calm and composed, she sat motionless on the ground, as if her soul had been ripped away. Her face was expressionless; no one could possibly guess what she was thinking.
The young guard suddenly looked up and realized that even after his first assassination attempt failed, Long Ye hadn't given up. Instead, he pressed on with his second sword, imbued with an even more malevolent and ferocious aura, and with lightning speed, it was aimed directly at the top of Ruoxi's head from above.
In a flash, the young guard cried out in alarm toward the three women, "Get out of the way!"
He then drew his broadsword from his waist, intending to leap out with all his might to desperately resist and rescue her, when suddenly a sharp short sword flew past him, even faster and more aggressive than the sword light above Ruoxi's head.
Then, a man's voice drifted through the air, saying, "Long Ye, we meet again!"
The short sword flew out and struck Long Ye's wrist, causing him to lose his grip and the long sword to fall to the ground with a clang.
Long Ye exerted too much force, causing him to stagger back several steps after landing before he could regain his footing. Once he was firmly on his feet, he realized that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Before he could even pick up the fallen sword, he abruptly looked up in the direction of the sound and stared intently. He exclaimed in surprise at the two familiar figures standing tall in the doorway, "It's you..."
The young guard turned around and saw a cold-faced man standing beside him, along with a seemingly agile and righteous-looking stranger. Who were they? Just as he was wondering, he heard Long Ye shout in surprise, "Traitor! You're still alive?! You really are Qin King Xuan Yuan Han's spy! I, the gang leader, have valued you so highly; you've truly disappointed me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two people at the door suddenly bowed slightly and stepped aside. Then, a man who looked imposing and awe-inspiring, noble and extraordinary, with the demeanor of a king, slowly walked out from between them.
Upon seeing this, Long Ye turned his head to the side and sneered coldly. He then quickly turned back and said to the man with great disdain, "King Qin, Xuan Yuanhan, you are quite something! You actually dared to plant spies in my Xiaolong Society. But don't forget, this is the border of Nan'an Kingdom. What can you do to me? Don't tell me that the three of you can defeat my Xiaolong Society's thousands of men."
At this moment, however, Xuan Yuanhan did not take him or his words to heart at all.
He just kept glaring angrily at the thousands of people in front of him who were caught in the melee.
Once he locked his gaze on the three women in the corner, he strode forward and, towards the familiar figure still slumped on the ground, uttered a soft voice filled with longing, relief, and overwhelming excitement: "Yun'er!"
Unexpectedly, this sound did indeed awaken Ruoxi, who was filled with extreme grief and indignation and was deeply saddened.
She slowly put down the swallow in her arms, then silently picked up a pale purple sachet embroidered with two nimble swallows flying side by side that had fallen beside the swallow. She held it in her palm and gently stroked it again and again.
After a while, she suddenly stood up, and her eyes, which were originally the gentlest and most beautiful in the world, suddenly flashed with cold light as she swept her surroundings, as if she had locked onto a target. She quickly approached the nearest burly man in red, snatched the large knife from his hand, and charged forward to stab Long Ye in the left shoulder.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Yuanhan stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Yun'er.
Seeing that Long Ye was also preparing to defend himself, Ruoxi was clearly unable to even hold her knife steady. Just as Xuan Yuanhan was about to fly over and make a move, a figure suddenly flew out from above everyone's heads, scooped up Long Ye, and quickly carried him away.
"Long Ye, let's see where you can run to!" Ruoxi stopped abruptly, gritted her teeth, and shouted at the fleeing figures, completely ignoring Xuan Yuanhan's presence. She then chased after the two in the direction they had fled, into a dense bamboo forest in a corner of Xiaolong Hall.
"Keep an eye on Yan'er!" Seeing Ruoxi chasing after her alone, Lanxiang, who was kneeling and holding Yan'er, hurriedly instructed the young guard beside her. She glanced at Xuanyuan Han and then got up and followed Ruoxi's figure.
"She really doesn't remember me?!" Xuan Yuanhan was stunned by what he saw. As soon as he came to his senses, he quickly flew out and chased after her.
Just as Cheng Liang and Wei Ning were looking at each other in bewilderment at the scene, Young Master Yi and Mei Zhixuan rushed in one after the other.
Before Young Master Yi even entered the room, his voice rang out: "Stop! Stop right there! Where do you think you're going? Where is that girl?"
Upon hearing the voice, Cheng Liang turned around abruptly and stared at the two men with wide eyes, exclaiming, "Young Master Yi, Your Highness the Third Prince, what are you doing here?"
"Where is the person who just came in? Where did he go? He said the girl was in Peach Blossom Village one minute, and then he said she wasn't. Where is she? He led us just to the door and then ran off. Where is he?"
Clearly, Young Master Yi didn't have time to ask Cheng Liang why he was in the same place as him. He asked anxiously and excitedly, his words tumbling out incoherently.
"The one who just came in... the one Third Young Master was talking about, could it be the one who just flew in and kidnapped Long Ye...? He..." Cheng Liang was already a little confused by what he was saying, only knowing that he was chasing after the person who had just entered this courtyard. So, he pointed in the direction of the bamboo grove and said.
Before he could finish speaking, the two men leaped up and chased after him in the direction he was pointing.
Cheng Liang still tried to reiterate what he had just said, but ended up scratching his head in confusion, feeling utterly powerless.
So, with no other choice, he looked up and saw a fierce scene of thousands of people fighting each other with knives. He then hurried over and stepped onto the high platform.
With a single swing of his longsword, the flagpole bearing the imposing golden dragon banner was cleaved in two.
Upon seeing this, the Xiaolong Hall Square fell silent, and the chaotic battle finally subsided.
...
After passing through the bamboo grove in Xiaolong Hall and exiting the side gate of Xiaolong Society, we entered a dense forest that provided shade from the sky.
"Miss Yi, wait for me..." At this moment, Lanxiang was already struggling to keep up with Ruoxi's pace.
"Stop following me! Go back! It's dangerous here!" Ruoxi urged Lanxiang, who was relentlessly pursuing her, as she searched for any sound that might be coming from behind.
"I was clearly heading this way just now, how could it suddenly disappear?" Ruoxi slowed her pace and asked in bewilderment.
Just as Lanxiang was about to catch up, a figure suddenly flashed past them. Ruoxi quickly shouted at it, "Stop! Trying to escape?"
Just as he was about to speed up and give chase, he suddenly heard Lanxiang scream behind him: "Ah!"
"Sigh!" Hearing this, she hesitated for a moment, then stopped. Watching the two figures gradually disappear, Ruoxi finally sighed deeply and turned away angrily.
Seeing Lanxiang slumped on the ground, rubbing her ankle in pain.
Ruoxi glared at her fiercely, and as she walked closer to her, she scolded, "Did you sprain your ankle? Don't rub it! I told you to go back, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened, we finally caught up with them, and they got away again."
Lanxiang obediently stopped what she was doing, nodded at him with her lips, and looked apologetic.
Ruoxi then squatted down beside her to help her take off her shoes and socks. While checking the injury, she carefully explained, "The treatment for a sprained ankle includes massage, hot compresses, and cold compresses. We need to find out the extent of the injury first and cannot treat it arbitrarily."
"Thankfully, no bones were broken!" Ruoxi finally breathed a sigh of relief after checking.
After a rather skillful massage, Lanxiang was finally able to stand up. With Ruoxi's help, she limped to a large rock in an open space and sat down to rest for a while.
As Ruoxi sat down with Lanxiang, she couldn't help but recall the scenes that had just unfolded. Heartbroken, she silently took out the double-swallow sachet that Yan'er had dropped from her sleeve, held it in her hands, gazed at it for a long while, and then slowly opened it…
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