Lin Yangyang quickly broke through the window and pushed Li Yunyun far away. At the same time, she took out her bow and arrow and killed the refugee at the front with a single shot.
This not only failed to deter the other two, but instead fueled their evil intentions. The remaining two refugees pulled out knives and slashed at Lin Yangyang.
A fight was about to break out. If it were the usual Lin Yangyang, dealing with these two would be effortless. However, she had injured her hand during the refugee riot, and after firing just one arrow, she was already at the end of her strength. Facing the two's strong attack, she could only use her feet to exert force.
Lin Yangyang managed to dodge the first attack, but the two refugees were cunning and specifically targeted Li Yunyun. To protect Li Yunyun, Lin Yangyang's foot was slashed, and she fell to her knees. Just as the knife was about to strike Lin Yangyang's shoulder, Li Yunyun pulled her back at the last moment. Meanwhile, a grapevine nearby entangled the refugee's foot. This diversion caused the knife, which was originally aimed at Lin Yangyang, to plunge into the chest of another refugee, leaving only one person alive.
Thinking of the brutal beating she had suffered and the words that threatened to sell her to a brothel, and taking advantage of her weakness to kill her, Li Yunyun acted faster than she thought, rushing forward to snatch the sharp blade and slit the throat of the surviving refugee.
Blood gushed out. As Li Yunyun regained consciousness, she saw her blood-covered hands and threw the knife away in terror. "I killed someone! I killed someone!"
"Li Yunyun, wake up!" Lin Yangyang was both anxious and scared. Although this place was remote, who knew if someone was lurking in the shadows? In her current condition, she couldn't withstand another fierce battle.
In the process of stopping her, her wound was touched, and Lin Yangyang couldn't help but groan in pain.
This awakened Li Yunyun's rationality. By the moonlight, she saw Lin Yangyang's legs, which were torn and bleeding, and her hands hanging straight down.
"Yangyang, your hand?" Li Yunyun sobbed uncontrollably, "It's all my fault."
"It's none of your business." Lin Yangyang's hand was injured during the refugee riot. She was maliciously shoved to the ground. If it weren't for the grapevine, she would probably be dead under the feet of the refugees by now.
"If you want to be attacked again, you can keep crying." After being warned like this, Li Yunyun shut her mouth, but started hiccuping from extreme tension.
Lin Yangyang: ...
Having escaped the trouble, Li Yunyun finally returned to normal. With Li Yunyun's help, Lin Yangyang's severed hand was tied up with a wooden stick and hung up, and the bleeding from her leg injury was stopped with herbs.
Even so, Lin Yangyang still developed a fever due to her injury. Li Yunyun, who had been sleeping restlessly because of what happened during the day, woke up as soon as she touched Lin Yangyang's body temperature while turning over. Fortunately, she knew some folk remedies, and with her efforts, she was able to bring down Lin Yangyang's fever.
As dawn broke, the empty official road was gradually filled with disaster victims. Xu Juanzi was among them, thin and bony, dizzy from hunger, and every step she took seemed to exhaust all her strength.
As the sun grew stronger, her throat burned with thirst. Reaching a spot with water, Xu Juanzi frantically gulped down water with the flow of people. Once the dizziness subsided, she sat on the ground and cursed wildly in her mind, cursing the refugees, the government, and the imperial court. When she got carried away with her cursing, she would even stab Lin Zhaozhao's effigies.
Once she felt more at ease and the burning hunger in her stomach seemed to subside a bit, she reluctantly got up and continued forward.
While casually glancing down the side road, Xu Juanzi suddenly stopped. If she wasn't mistaken, she thought she had just seen that bitch Lin Zhaozhao.
That belly, that figure, that face—you can't mistake it for a real person.
A pregnant woman all alone is better off being taken advantage of than by outsiders. It would be an honor for that wretched woman, Lin Zhaozhao.
The more she thought about it, the more she realized it made sense. Fearing that someone else would beat her to it, Xu Juanzi quickly followed.
Overgrown with weeds, Xu Juanzi, afraid of losing her way, took large strides. Not noticing the pit ahead, she stepped right into it and fell face-first into the mud. Spitting out the mud and grime from her mouth, Xu Juanzi got up and touched something sticky. She instinctively wiped it away, only to see blood staining the ground and her fingertips.
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