"I was just thinking, if I let you sacrifice yourself to the gunfire so easily, wouldn't that be too easy on you?"
The moment Huyan Xun saw the bullet, he retreated sharply.
He was well aware of Dongjin's strength.
The reason we've ended up in this predicament is simply because we lost our strategy.
He swore that if he could do it all over again,
He must avoid Qiu Yan.
He was wrong; he shouldn't have provoked Qiu Yan, that troublemaker.
Gu Qian glanced behind him, watching Hu Yanxun's every move.
Do you know how our gunpowder is consumed?
Huyan Xun... realized something was terribly wrong, and his eyes reddened with suppressed emotion.
"The victor is king, the loser is villain. To lose to a woman, I, Huyan Xun, refuse to accept it! Gu Qian, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?!"
"I'm giving you this chance!" Gu Qian reached for his sword hilt with one hand, the sword flashing...
A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs at his temples, giving him an air of composure tinged with ruthlessness.
The two stood facing each other, their eyes filled with a sense of farewell, as if they intended to kill each other.
However, Gu Qian remained calm and confident.
After all, Huyan Xun was in a precarious situation, barely able to protect himself.
He was just making a final struggle before he died.
Thanks to Gu Qian for giving him this opportunity.
Hu Yanxun's originally robust physique now appeared less imposing and more muscular than tall when standing in front of Gu Qian.
His eyes revealed determination and decisiveness.
He held a curved sword, its blade gleaming with a cold, sharp light.
His face contorted with malice as he viciously slashed at Gu Qian's body.
Before he died, he planned to take someone down with him.
Despite his weight, he is agile and moves as nimbly as a leopard.
He swung his scimitar forcefully, creating a whistling sound as he swung it.
However, Gu Qian easily dodged it, making his face extremely ugly.
While dodging, Gu Qian swiftly swung his sword and thrust it towards Huyan Xun's ribs.
Huyan Xun quickly turned around, using his curved blade to block the soft sword, and then pushed Gu Qian away, trying to force him to the ground.
However, it was because of the sudden palm strike from Gu Qian that he staggered.
Not to be outdone, he leaped up and thrust several times into Gu Qian's body in mid-air, his sword strikes as swift and fierce as a storm.
He exerted so much force that sweat streamed down his forehead.
Huyan Xun knew he was no match for Huyan Xun, but his eyes were filled with a strong desire for victory.
Gu Qian remained as steady as Mount Tai, his soft sword deflecting each attack.
The two fought for only a few moves,
Gu Qian had already grasped Huyan Xun's weakness.
His eyes were piercing, and he thrust his sword through Huyan Xun's ankle.
Huyan Xun was in pain and his steps were unsteady.
Gu Qian seized the opportunity, his soft sword as cunning and treacherous as a venomous snake.
Huyan Xun was exhausted from dealing with the situation, but he was still gritting his teeth and holding on.
At the critical moment, he unleashed a powerful burst of strength, fiercely swinging his curved blade in a final attack, attempting to choke Gu Qian.
But in contrast,
With a click,
Huyan Xun cried out in pain, for his arm, which held the curved sword, had been severed by Gu Qian.
He screamed in pain.
Do not rush to resist
The long whip lashed out and struck him hard.
"Ah..." Huyan Xun was in excruciating pain, rolling around on the ground.
The one holding the whip was none other than He Jinran.
"Father, it's my turn now!"
He was standing nearby, eager to try it out.
Gu Qian nodded and stepped back.
He Jinran cracked his whip, giving Hu Yanxun a taste of his own medicine, lashing him repeatedly.
The disheveled and exhausted Huyan Xun cried out in pain, writhing and turning in agony.
"Gu Qian, if you have the guts, kill me!"
He was in unbearable pain.
The scene before them sent chills down the spines of the Dongjin soldiers standing beside them.
They thought that they should take a detour when they saw General Gu and His Highness the Crown Prince in the future.
"Don't worry, you'll die!" He Jinran thought of his mother and increased the force of his already exhausted hands.
"You little bastard, even if I go to hell, I'll crawl out and haunt you to get my revenge..." Huyan Xun cursed, writhing in pain.
Especially his severed wrist, which was still bleeding profusely.
The shouts of curses rose and fell, one after another, each sound deafening.
Interspersed among them were Huyan Xun's painful wails.
Until the end of his brilliant yet short life...
Huyan Xun is dead, which is a great relief to everyone.
Gu Qian turned around, mounted his horse, and galloped away in an instant.
He Lin watched Gu Qian's retreating figure...
I was thinking of going with them.
But after thinking about it, he stopped in his tracks.
Inside the palace, a whole mess awaits him.
Seeing He Jinran following closely behind Gu Qian, he shouted from his high position:
"Jin'er, come back to the palace with your father!"
However, He Jinran merely glanced at him indifferently before quickly following behind Gu Qian.
Like his father, he was concerned about Qiu Yan's current situation.
He Lin's lips tightened. This child was arrogant and disrespectful.
Today, he has offended both Gu Qian and Jin'er.
...and everything returned to calm.
Gu Qian rode his horse straight into the mansion, and upon reaching the main courtyard gate, he discovered...
Inside the main courtyard, rows of family members stood...
There are aunts and uncles, second uncles and second aunts... including their respective children.
Their expressions were all somewhat solemn, but when they saw Gu Qian, their solemnity eased slightly.
Gu Qian rushed into the house.
At this moment, Qiu Ling'er was sitting in front of the bed, holding her sister's wrist with one hand, her eyes almost swollen from crying.
On the day of the coup, she was forcibly sent away from the battlefield by her brother, and it was Mu Bai who escorted her back to the mansion.
Qiu Xu also stood guard by his side. When he saw Gu Qian return home, he nodded to him and then walked away.
"Ling'er, how is your sister?" Gu Qian asked.
"Ling'er has already applied medicine to her sister," Qiu Ling'er choked back tears, "but her body is covered in whip marks... Sister must be in so much pain. That despicable Huyan Xun, is he dead yet?"
"Dead."
After Gu Qian finished speaking, He Jinran entered the room.
Looking at Qiu Yan on the bed, her eyes closed and her face pale and bloodless, he tucked the blanket around her in his grief and left.
He's a bit emotionally unstable and needs to calm down.
Qiu Ling'er glanced at He Jinran's departing figure and asked again:
"Brother-in-law, is Huyan Xun really dead?"
"Dead." Gu Qian confirmed. Qiu Ling'er's expression softened slightly. She then said goodbye to Gu Qian and slowly left the room, leaving the room to the two of them.
Gu Qian sat down in front of Qiu Yan's bed, leaned over her bedside, and silently watched over her.
At this moment, he dared not ask for anything from his child, he only wished that Yan Yan would be safe and healthy.
He gently smoothed the furrow in her brow.
Seeing that she was still restless in her sleep, I felt extremely distressed.
"Yan Yan, go to sleep. Get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be fine."
He lay down on the couch at her feet and fell asleep beneath her.
Royal Palace
The vast wilderness has changed hands, and the northern barbarians haven't even warmed their place in the world yet.
Because He Lin led his army back.
He was killed instantly.
The first thing He Lin did upon entering the palace was to go straight to the Empress's palace.
Qin Hui did not escape.
Instead, he huddled in a corner of the palace, embracing a corpse and weeping uncontrollably.
"My son, my son..."
When she looked up and saw that it was His Majesty, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and knelt down at his feet.
"Your Majesty, you must avenge our son! Those damned Northern Desert soldiers killed our son; they deserve to die!"
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