regret?
Zheng Quchi froze, his mind, which had been in a daze from the shock, finally returned to reality at this moment.
Oh no! She had just escaped death and was so arrogant that she forgot the person she was holding was Yuwen Sheng, the living Yama of Ye Kingdom.
She dared to reject him so arrogantly and decisively. Given his cruel and ruthless nature, wouldn't he kill her in the next second?!
At this moment, her mind was filled with "regret," and all she could think about were the images of her own tragic deaths.
However, Yuwen Sheng simply picked her up and leaped up, changing the scene for her.
We came from the edge of the cliff to a long, rugged path with sheer rocks.
Pfft...
It was the sound of human flesh being cut apart, with blood gushing out rapidly from under the skin.
She turned around in astonishment and saw that Yuwen Sheng was like a ruthless killing machine. Wherever he went, a cold, sharp light wove into a net, and whether it was people or horses, they were all cut to pieces in the "net", with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
His toes trod over countless horse heads and corpses, and he waded through a bottomless river of blood. His murderous aura made even ghosts and gods give way; the scene was a true recreation of the deepest hell.
Zheng Quchi couldn't stand it at first glance.
I... ugh... the long-lost nausea and flu have returned in a familiar way, and she quickly covered her mouth.
Because she suspected that if she couldn't hold it in and vomited all over him, Yuwen Sheng would dismember her and those people.
Holy crap, that's insane!
Why does he always like to kill people in this way? Can't he just give them a quick death?
The sight of the scattered limbs and the half-bodied bodies still howling in the ground completely calmed and soothed her previous hatred and indignation, and she even began to feel some sympathy for these barbarians.
If they encounter a living Yama, he will be responsible for sending them to the underworld.
Seeing her trembling violently: "Are you scared?"
A mocking voice came from above. Zheng Quchi was in pain all over from the whip. When he was moved along with him, the whip aggravated his wounds, making him wince in pain and tremble all over.
She really regretted it.
It's all because of her impulsive nature; of all people she could hug, she had to be so afraid of death as to hug a living devil.
She hissed through gritted teeth, mocking herself, "I was scared, scared when those barbarians were chasing after me, scared when I was whipped and rolled on the ground, scared when I killed that general and took his warhorse to escape, scared when I almost fell off my horse and plunged into the abyss just now..."
Yuwen Sheng remained silent for a moment, staring coldly at the remaining barbarian cavalry, who were terrified and scrambling to escape.
"Wait a minute, there will be times when you're even more scared."
As he spoke, he pulled her away with one hand. Just as Zheng Quchi was about to fall to the ground, he darted away again. The Xuanjia Army soldiers who had caught up from behind formed a strong encirclement, trapping her inside.
What followed was a bloody battle, but this time, the prey was no longer Zheng Quchi, but nomadic barbarians, and the one who controlled all life and death was Yuwen Sheng.
Zheng Quchi was blocked by the iron wall formed by the Xuanjia Army, which also isolated her from the bloodshed. She stood there blankly, confused, her mind a jumble of questions. What did Yuwen Sheng's last words mean...?
Her expression froze when she saw the child being pulled off his horse.
As their eyes met, a strong premonition of an impending storm washed over them.
——
Amidst the mountain peaks, the wind whistled past, Gongshu Lan's robes billowed, and her clear, beautiful eyes were fixed on the winding path below. Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, "Sang Xuanqing is so skilled with the Divine Arm Repeating Crossbow?"
She investigated all the way here, and took in Sang Xuanqing's every move and action.
Throughout this process, her desperate counterattacks and survival strategies in the face of adversity were full of twists and turns, leaving her in awe.
She's incredibly lucky.
You still won't die from this.
However, it's better that she didn't die.
Gongshu Lan's original purpose in helping the nomadic barbarians break into Guixu Ridge was not to kill her, but simply to divert attention and deceive everyone.
What she wanted was for Sang Xuanqing to become a spy and traitor hated by everyone; she wanted the Sang family to be in turmoil; and for Sang Xuanqing's sister to be genuinely despised by Yuwen Sheng. To let her die like this would be too easy for them.
"Indeed, the Divine Arm Repeating Crossbow she used required extraordinary arm strength, but at the same time it was extremely powerful, capable of piercing armor and stone. However, it was not made in Ye, but was one of the heavy weapons used by the Mo family's burial masters, and it was not something that ordinary people could come into contact with or learn. She did not collude with the Mo family, but rather, she was a direct disciple of the Mo family."
"Really?" Gongshu Lan turned around with delight upon hearing this, asking the person behind her for confirmation.
The other party nodded: "Of course, the Gongshu family and the Mo family have always been at odds. We should know our enemy's strength and weakness and have investigated and learned about it."
"That's great. As long as we're certain of her identity, and with this replica of the military layout map of Fuxian County, we can completely label her as a spy and traitor." Gongshu Lan took out a map from his purse and unfolded it, revealing a military deployment map.
Compared to the map of the garrison camps at Changxunpo, this military deployment map is the real threat.
Gongshu Lan believed that no general from any country could tolerate such a thing.
Pulling up his hat to cover his head, Gongshu Lan turned and descended the mountain.
"Yuwen Sheng is here. Let's go and see how he will deal with Sang Xuanqing."
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Zheng Quchi was taken back to Guixu Ridge by Yuwen Sheng. No one cared about her injuries, and no one said a word to her. She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and silently pondered the problem.
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