Seeing that Mo Ye had only suffered minor injuries, and that this action had clearly provoked him, he slowly raised his eyes, which were dangerously red, and a burning anger coursed through his body, turning his lips a deep purple, like an angry lion.
“Zheng Quchi, it seems you don’t need my pity at all. If you really lose a hand because of this, it will be a fulfillment of your current desire for benevolence and righteousness.”
Zheng Quchi looked back at him with a cold smile, clutching her bleeding arm: "You use them to manipulate and threaten me. I will only take it as you giving them a taste of their own medicine. Our lives are determined by our own abilities and have nothing to do with anyone else."
"What skill do you have? Is it your ability to withstand my Crimson Blood Weapon with your flesh and blood, or your foolish act of showing off your strength by intending to die to prove your point?" Mo Ye's eyes burned with crimson flames as he mocked.
"Say what you will. If you really kill me, then it is my fate. In short, if you want me to submit to you, if you want me to do as you wish, I, Zheng Quchi, would rather die than submit!" When it comes to toughness, she is definitely number one in words.
"Very well, very well indeed, Zheng Quchi." Mo Ye laughed angrily, clapping his hands and praising, "I've always known you're stubborn, often refusing to turn back until you hit a wall. Do you still think you have a sliver of hope? But let me tell you—"
"It won't happen again!"
Mo Ye's smile vanished, replaced by a flash of ruthlessness: "Yuan Xingzhou won't be back, and the soldiers you helped escape won't make it in time. You'll see who can save you now."
"Lieutenant Zheng, you'd better get out of here!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Jun clearly understood that this Julu Army adjutant had a past grudge against Zheng, and was now demanding repayment of a debt. Now, their dispute over their children had escalated into a conflict between their nations.
Since Deputy Zheng was their superior, they naturally needed to protect her.
Secondly, she is the wife of General Yuwen, the wife of the general of their Ye Kingdom. In the hearts of all the soldiers of the Ye army, General Yuwen is like a god of war. Although the court officials have conflicts with him in order to fight for power and profit, no one in the Ye Kingdom thinks that General Yuwen has not contributed to Ye.
Now that General Yuwen has died in battle, this is a great regret and a great sorrow. Therefore, they cannot stand by and watch his only widow be killed by the Julu army.
Seeing that the enemy had already taken a stance and was preparing to shoot, Liu Chaiji realized that this time the enemy had a fierce attitude of not stopping until they were all killed. He was so anxious that he kept pushing Zheng Quchi away.
"You should leave quickly—"
"Lieutenant Zheng, you taught me that hesitation leads to trouble. It sounds nice to have you stay and live and die with us, but that's not how it works. What's the point of dying together? You're only useful if you live!"
"quick--"
Zheng Quchi was startled and stared at him in a daze.
"Hurry up—"
“Okay,” Zheng Quchi quickly agreed.
Zheng Quchi's arm was injured, and she could no longer draw the crossbow. Seeing that the bleeding from her injured arm could not be stopped, she realized that staying would only be a hindrance rather than a help. So she agreed and turned to run away.
Gaa—
Seeing that she wasn't shy and decisively slipped away, Liu Chaiji's mouth gaped open, his throat, which was burning with anxiety, was blocked, and he was momentarily stunned.
...He thought she would push and pull him around, with all sorts of "no" and "can't" going back and forth several times, and after several groups of guards died, she would finally leave with a heavy heart.
So, did he overestimate himself, or underestimate her...?
Seeing Zheng Quchi abandon the javelin team and run away without looking back, Mo Ye was stunned for a moment. Then he curled the corners of his mouth and narrowed his long eyes: "Zheng Quchi, I thought you were so capable. You actually chose to run away alone, didn't you?"
When the Crimson Blood Army saw that the Ye Army's general had run away, they hesitated for a moment about whether to pursue him or not, all waiting for Mo Ye's decision.
To chase or to kill?
Just as Zheng Quchi had predicted, in Mo Ye's mind, even killing all the Ye soldiers present was not as valuable as capturing Zheng Quchi. In his eyes, only her figure was firmly locked on.
Do you think you can escape?
——
This time, Zheng Quchi did not choose to return to Ye Camp, but instead ran towards Bailu Lake.
She knew that Mo Ye wouldn't kill her easily. At most, he wanted to capture her alive and torture her to settle scores and grievances. In short, he wouldn't let her have an easy time.
As for his claim that he wanted her to be his woman and return to Julu Kingdom with him, she didn't believe it was because he liked her. She was certain that he was doing it for revenge, or for the sake of the Zheng family's Nine Provinces and Eight Desolations Map.
"Zheng Quchi, if you run away again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
A chilling warning came from behind, but Zheng Quchi ignored it.
Not running?
If you don't run away, then it's strange.
Only a fool wouldn't run!
The next second, a hidden weapon was launched, lightly grazing the edge of her shoe. With a strange sensation, she glanced down and paused.
But she didn't stop there. Seeing that he only dared to touch the edge, she probably really didn't want her to become a corpse, thus depriving him of much of the pleasure of torment.
Mo Ye, who was behind, could not use his internal energy for the time being to prevent his injuries from worsening. He followed closely behind Zheng Quchi. Seeing that she was so unwilling to listen to advice, he felt a surge of ruthlessness in his heart, and only one thought remained in his mind.
Since she insists on escaping, then just break her legs, and she won't be able to go anywhere.
As Zheng Quchi approached Egret Lake, before she could rush into the lush aquatic plants, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her left leg. She lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
Looking back, I saw an iron needle stuck in her calf, not blood.
Seeing that the Julu army was about to catch up, she quickly endured the pain, gritted her teeth, and got up, continuing to move forward in small steps.
She plunged headfirst into the lush water plants. In spring and summer, soft and slender water plants grow along the shores of Egret Lake. Half of them are rooted in the water, while the other half grows and twines around the surface, forming a verdant "wave of wheat" that ripples and spreads its greenness.
She carefully crouched down, held the iron needle in her hand, and after mentally preparing herself, she suddenly pulled it out. Immediately, a small spurt of blood gushed out, her body convulsed, her vision went black, and she almost fainted.
But with her strong willpower, she persevered.
The iron needle was about the thickness of a little finger. When it entered her body, it only caused a lingering pain and hindered her movements. Unlike the Crimson Blood, which was vicious, it was constantly draining her life essence, causing her to die slowly. Even though she took out medicine from her shoulder pocket to stop the bleeding and tightly bandaged her arm to try to delay the blood loss, it was still a drop in the ocean.
"Zheng Quchi, stop hiding! You've been poisoned by the Crimson Blood. If you don't want to die, get out here right now!"
Pshaw, keep dreaming. She's not going anywhere.
Zheng Quchi gritted her teeth and curled herself into a ball. Her lower body was submerged in the water, and she clung tightly to the water plants to keep herself low. Although the other person could not see her, she could not see the other person either. She could only try to catch the sounds around her with her keen hearing.
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