Zheng Quchi felt her life was over, and her heavy eyelids kept drooping. Suddenly, she felt someone approaching her. She thought it was Mo Ye. In her anger and disgust, a surge of strength rose in her body. She struggled to break free from the other person's outstretched hand, but was pulled into a strong yet gentle embrace by the other person, who then forced a breath of oxygen into her.
She suddenly opened her eyes, which were like shattered amber stars, but when she saw the person so close to her, she froze in shock.
...Not Mo Ye.
It was Yuan Xingzhou!
He met her gaze, his unblinking eyes holding deep, complex emotions she couldn't fathom. He cupped her face in his hands, suppressing any resistance she might have. After giving her a breath of fresh air, he tenderly pecked her lips to soothe her.
Zheng Quchi was about to faint, not only because of his outrageous behavior, but also because of the excessive blood loss and physical exhaustion.
But at this moment, she was peacefully losing consciousness, a feeling completely different from the previous bleak and helpless wait for death.
It seems she's been waiting for someone all along, and now she's finally found them...
Seeing his prey snatched away, Mo Ye was consumed by rage and reached out to grab it back, but Yuan Xingzhou kicked him away viciously, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Yuan Xingzhou as he led Zheng Quchi to the surface with bloodshot eyes...
——
Water flowed down from the top of his head, and a tall, slender figure, soaking wet, emerged from the lake, carrying a blood-soaked figure in his arms as he stepped ashore.
The shore was already surrounded by the menacing Julu army, who had them pinned him down, each holding a sharp, gleaming weapon.
However, he ignored the existence of these people.
The person in his arms still had a faint breath. If he hadn't arrived in time, she would probably be in grave danger, whether she drowned in the lake or fell into Mo Ye's hands.
"Yuan Xingzhou?"
None of them recognized the Crown Prince of Ye Army, but seeing his expensive attire, even though he had removed his armor, the exquisite embroidery of the python pattern and the unusual texture of his clothes made them guess that this person was no ordinary individual.
Seeing the wound on her hand, still bleeding from the hidden weapon, he knew how vicious the weapon was, so he gently placed her on the ground.
She is a craftswoman; how important are her hands?
But they want to ruin her.
He stroked her injured arm expressionlessly, removing the tightly bound bandages, because her muscles were relaxed while she was unconscious, and the hidden weapon embedded in her arm was not as tightly gripped as before.
He took out a dagger and quickly slashed her arm without blinking, then dug his hand into her flesh until he touched the sharp edge of the hidden weapon.
It's upside down inside the flesh, and to pull it out, you need to close the hooked "petals" first.
However, this hidden weapon is extremely sensitive. If other sharp tools are used to dig or pry it, her arm will probably be ruined, unless the barbs embedded in the flesh can be propped up together.
No instrument in the world could match the dexterity of the hand, so Yuan Xingzhou used his hand as a weapon. Even when the hidden weapon's thin, sharp "petals" cut him, causing him to bleed profusely and tear his skin, his eyes remained calm and he showed no sign of pain. He then brought the separated parts together into a bud-like shape and pulled it out smoothly.
His hand, from which he had pulled out the hidden weapon, was so badly injured that it was impossible to tell the extent of the wound. Blood and chunks of flesh clung to it, some of her blood, some of his own.
After pulling out the hidden weapon, he quickly took out some hemostatic medicine and applied it to her, stopping the bleeding from the pale flesh before bandaging her up.
As for her other injuries, they are not fatal at the moment. The Julu Army will no longer wait for him to treat them slowly, and his bloodthirsty and violent restraint has also been exhausted.
He didn't even glance at the injury on his hand. He took Zheng Quchi's hand, wrapped it around his neck, and propped himself up, standing up with his back to him.
"Yuan Xingzhou! Cough cough cough..."
Mo Ye emerged from the water behind him. His old wounds had not yet healed and new ones had been added, so he was supported by others. He choked on water and couldn't stop coughing as he bent over. Behind him followed a Red Blood Army.
"Lieutenant Mo!"
The Julu army, having now confirmed Yuan Xingzhou's identity, surrounded him and encircled him and the unconscious Zheng Quchi.
Seeing that he had already treated Zheng Quchi's fatal injuries, removed the hidden weapon, and cleaned up his mangled hand... Mo Ye was surprised for a moment, realizing that this Yuan Xingzhou was no ordinary person.
Firstly, he had clearly already confronted the Xize army, yet he appeared here unharmed.
Secondly, the hidden weapons fired by the Crimson Blood Weapon are not something that ordinary people can decipher and successfully pull out.
Zheng Quchi is one thing, but how did Yuan Xingzhou manage to find the trick so quickly?
"Yuan Xingzhou, hand over the person if you don't want to die." Mo Ye stretched out his hand towards him, as if he were asking for something back.
Yuan Xingzhou laughed, his scarlet eyes curving slightly, but there was no smile in them, only the murderous intent of a demon: "Why should I hand over my people to you?"
Mo Ye turned his head, forcing out a bizarre expression: "Who's your person? Ha, Yuan Xingzhou, who do you think is your person? You, a prince of a kingdom about to be destroyed, a dead man... you dare to covet her?"
He clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words for the last sentence.
"A dead man? Indeed, I, Your Highness, crawled back from hell."
Yuan Xingzhou was originally equipped with a three-edged spear when he went to the battlefield, but it disappeared along with his armor. Now he is dressed lightly in wet clothes.
He pulled a pair of pristine white silk gloves from his lapel and put them on, then drew a soft sword from his waist: "Mo Ye, you deserve to die for coveting her, but to hurt her makes you deserve to die even more—"
The word "了" had barely left his lips when a blur flashed past everyone's eyes. The Julu soldiers in the front row had no chance to react at all before they all fell to the ground, their necks marked with crimson.
His martial arts skills were so superb that they were simply astonishing.
Even carrying a living person like Zheng Quchi on his back, he was still able to enter and exit three times, killing people without them even realizing it.
"shoot--"
Seeing that he was not easy to deal with, the Crimson Blood Army immediately launched hidden weapons. Yuan Xingzhou hooked a corpse with his toe and blocked a wave of shots. The next second, he flashed in front of the people. A cold light with shimmering water separated them. His sword moves were as smooth as the surface of water without wind, as smooth as glass.
puff--
Large amounts of blood splattered out, staining the surrounding Crimson Blood Army and Giant Deer Army red, leaving them stunned and dumbfounded.
His methods of killing were utterly horrifying; those who saw him from afar were already terrified, and those who were close by were even more horrified, retreating involuntarily.
However, their intention to retreat was stopped by Mo Ye's loud shout: "Anyone who dares to retreat another step will be dealt with according to military law!"
Mo Ye's eyes surged with turbulent emotions as he stared at Yuan Xingzhou before him. He suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity—his actions when killing, the cruel techniques he used with his sword, and the excited, frenzied state he was in now as he killed…
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