"Nian'an!" Shen Qingtang's heart tightened, and she wanted to rush out, but Shen Minglan held her back tightly: "Little sister, don't be impulsive! Going out now is just suicide!"
Pei Wuwang, lying on the ground, seemed to sense the danger to his son.
His brows furrowed sharply, his fingers twitched slightly, but he was still not fully conscious.
The leader clutched his injured arm, his eyes fixed on Pei Nian'an with a sinister glint: "Bring that little bastard here! I want to snap his neck with my own hands!"
Two Northern Desert soldiers immediately rushed over to seize Pei Nian'an.
Shen Qingtang's eyes turned cold, and she suddenly jumped out from behind the bushes, thrusting her long sword straight at the soldier: "If you want to touch him, you'll have to get past me first!"
When the people of the Northern Desert saw Shen Qingtang and her group being forced out of their hiding place, they roared with excitement.
He swung his scimitar even more fiercely, pressing forward relentlessly.
The officers were so frightened their legs went weak, but they still gritted their teeth and brandished their longswords in resistance.
They know
Taking a step back now means certain death; we have no choice but to fight with all our might.
Lu Jiaojiao looked at Shen Qingtang and the others who were surrounded, and laughed so hard that she almost cried: "Shen Qingtang! Weren't you so powerful? Why aren't you running away? You've finally met your match!"
Shen Qingtang ignored her completely, squatted down and quickly tore open a corner of her clothes, using a strip of cloth soaked in hemostatic herbs to wrap Pei Nian'an's wound.
The little one was in so much pain that cold sweat beaded on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and didn't cry. He just gripped Shen Qingtang's sleeve tightly: "Auntie... I'm fine... Don't worry..."
"It'll be over soon." Shen Qingtang's voice was tight, but her fingertips were very steady, and she quickly stopped the bleeding.
Not far away, Pei Wuwang lay on the ground, his mind clear but his body as if nailed to the ground, unable to move.
Hearing his son's suppressed cries of pain and watching Shen Qingtang surrounded by the Northern Desert people, he was so angry that his chest felt like it was going to explode. His knuckles clenched so tightly that they turned white, and his nails almost dug into his palms.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes or move his body, and could only let despair gnaw at his heart.
"Lu Jiaojiao! That's your own mother! How could you do this to her!"
Old Master Shen was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Lu Jiaojiao, cursing her angrily.
The dagger in his hand trembled slightly with anger.
Shen Minglan and Shen Mingzhao's eyes also reddened. While fending off the attacks of the Northern Desert people, they roared, "You ungrateful wretch! My sister has doted on you since she was little, and this is how you repay her?!"
"Feel sorry for me?" Lu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "She was just pretending to be kind! She just wanted to use me! Now that you've all been arrested, you deserve it!"
Qin Xian was so angry that he cursed, "I only have Shen Weiguo as my mortal enemy in this life, and now I've added you to the list! You're worse than a beast, even pigs and dogs have more conscience than you!"
No matter how much the crowd cursed, Lu Jiaojiao acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.
Instead, he laughed even harder: "You're the beasts! You hypocrites, it's good that you're all being slaughtered by the Northern Desert people!"
As she spoke, she deliberately moved closer to the leader of the Northern Desert, pointed at Shen Qingtang, and shouted, "Leader! That's Shen Qingtang! The prettiest one! Grab her quickly!"
The leader, clutching his injured arm, greedily scanned Shen Qingtang with his eyes, then brandished his sword and ordered, "Capture that woman and that little bastard first! Kill the rest!"
The Northern Desert soldiers immediately rushed towards Shen Qingtang and Pei Nian'an, their blades flashing and swords closing in instantly. Shen Minglan and Shen Mingzhao immediately stepped in front of them, engaging the soldiers in fierce combat.
However, there were simply too many people from the Northern Desert, and the two were quickly forced to retreat, with new wounds appearing on their arms.
Shen Qingtang shielded Pei Nian'an behind her, gripped her long sword tightly, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
She knew that all she could do now was fight head-on, but she could only look at the increasing number of Northern Desert soldiers around her, and Pei Wuwang lying on the ground unable to move.
For the first time, she felt a sense of powerlessness.
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