Zheng Quchi glanced at the surrounding landmarks, such as flags and leaves, and judged that the wind was blowing from west to north and south. Therefore, the blazing fire inside the city was cut off by an invisible blade when it reached the west gate, with clear lines and no crossing of the boundary.
However, she guessed that it would be dangerous in no more than fifteen minutes once the wind changed.
Therefore, "time" became the key that needed to be fought for.
She looked at Yuwen Sheng and nodded: "Okay, let's go."
Before he could take her hand, she took the initiative to pull it up, as if she had transformed herself into a soft rope to bind Yuwen Sheng's dangerous and murderous hands, preventing him from wielding his sword and killing at will.
Yuwen Sheng didn't notice anything else; he only noticed her being so proactive, and his arm trembled slightly for a moment.
He never knew that he could also experience feelings of "worry".
However, he did think about it with some concern.
When she learned that "Liu Fengmian" and "Yuwen Sheng" were the same person, what was she thinking?
If she were to fear him, avoid him, reject him, or even loathe him because of what she did at the Tianqian Pass, what should he do?
The answer is, he doesn't know.
When life and death, the easiest way to solve problems, could not be applied to Zheng Quchi, he was at a loss.
He didn't know what he should do to make Zheng Quchi continue to treat him well and smile at him as always.
So, although it wasn't outwardly apparent, when he realized she had taken the initiative to appear, the cautiousness, worry, and tentative approach hidden deep within him—a block of ice erected to protect himself from harm—gradually melted away.
The floating spring waters caressed the soul deep within the sea, giving his wicked and cold eyes a human warmth, like the cleansed green of spring.
He naturally assumed that since he hadn't forced her, but rather that she had taken the initiative to approach him, then... she had already accepted his true identity as "Yuwen Sheng."
Fortunately, he did the right thing.
He knew that she was different from him.
She has the most sincere and passionate heart, and she sees everything in a different light. I thought that she was just living in a narrow and peaceful environment and was unaware of the darkness and suffering in the world, but she has multiple identities and has experienced a great deal.
But she still couldn't stand the injustices of the world, couldn't bear to see innocent people die unjustly, and couldn't bear to see human suffering when she herself was not living a satisfactory life.
Wei Yao led over a strong brown horse, dared not look at Zheng Quchi any longer, and bowed as he withdrew.
"good."
After Yuwen Sheng helped Zheng Quchi onto the horse, he stepped into the stirrups and sat down. Their backs and chests were pressed together, and her sweaty back inevitably pressed against his cool and refreshing chest. This indescribable intimacy, along with his strong male hormones, surrounded her, making Zheng Quchi's whole body stiffen.
In the past, when others took her on horseback, they would have her sit in the back, like a cargo carrier. Even though they were close together, she never thought much of it. But this position and posture now is absolutely outrageous.
Wei Yao and Wang Zebang also mounted their horses and followed him.
Yuwen Sheng looked up and saw Mo Ye leading his team to gather in front of him, forming a bright red "river" blocking the way. He stared at Zheng Quchi with a strange and suspicious expression.
"drive!"
With a clear shout, the horses galloped across the sea like ships, one in the lead, unstoppable.
Mo Ye felt its sharp edge as it approached, and the Julu soldiers stationed there felt their breath catch in their throats and their limbs go numb. But without orders from their commander, they could neither attack nor retreat.
Just as the two sides were about to collide, Mo Ye felt a surge of anger, but he still had to suppress his temper and prioritize the overall situation.
"Retreat!" He raised his arm and slashed downwards heavily.
This single word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a strong sense of resentment and bitterness.
The Julu army rumbled forward, its rigid anger and arrogance unchecked, passing by with an air of absolute victory.
Soldiers from the Kingdom of Ye continuously converged into the rear of the long cavalry from alleys, streets, rooftops, and the location of the city lord's mansion, forming a long, dark, ridged dragon that stretched far and wide.
After the Ye army had completely withdrawn from Fenggusha City through the west gate, Mo Ye's face was dark and his whole body was trembling with rage. Even though he hated Yuwen Sheng to death, he knew that even if he did not back down, he could not defeat his opponent.
It wasn't that Yuwen Sheng couldn't destroy him along with Fenggu Sand City; rather, he probably stopped halfway through raising his sword.
He also had more important matters to attend to. Fenggusha City had suffered a calamity because of him, and he had the obligation and responsibility to save people. He suppressed all his grudges and immediately organized the army and the people to carry out firefighting operations.
They made every effort to salvage the damage caused to Fenggusha City and to preserve what little remained, so that the people of the city would not be completely displaced.
Mo Ye grinned maliciously, as if making a vow, and said, "Yuwen Sheng...we have a long future ahead of us!"
Among the firefighting team, a group of people quietly mingled with the stranded civilians and climbed onto the city wall under the guise of extinguishing the fire. They silently watched the departing figures of the Ye army amidst the dust and smoke.
Xiao Meng bit her lower lip, both angry and shocked, and said, "Sister Ruler, so it was... she's been lying to us all along."
Gong Chenya remained expressionless: "Why her of all people?"
"It's fortunate that it was her. I observed that this woman's appearance was upright and she was not evil. If she hadn't appeared in time to stop Yuwen Sheng's insane actions, I'm afraid none of us here would have survived." Aunt Mei, who knew Gongchen Ya's thoughts to some extent, advised him.
The young man was at the age where he was just beginning to develop feelings for a young woman, but fortunately, the two had not known each other for long, and any tangled issues were resolved quickly.
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