The heavier the bloodstains on his hands, the stronger the red killing intent that lingered at the corners of Yuan Xingzhou's eyes became. From the vast Mirror Lake to the misty grassland, the rustling wind and the whistling of swords were deafening, and people's chests throbbed wildly.
Everyone's breathing became heavy. Wave after wave of people rushed forward, attacking from afar and at close range, but they still couldn't take down Yuan Xingzhou.
At this moment, someone noticed that no matter what Yuan Xingzhou did, he was always carefully protecting the person he was carrying on his back. A thought struck them, and they immediately shouted, "Attack the person on his back! That's his weakness!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Ye glared sharply at the source and exclaimed, "Who dares!"
He had barely finished shouting when he started panting and coughing incessantly.
"Lieutenant Mo, if we don't come up with a way to deal with Yuan Xingzhou's skills this time, we will have no way to take him down. Furthermore, if this continues, our army will suffer heavy losses," the general said anxiously.
Mo Ye struggled to suppress the surging blood in his chest and gritted his teeth, saying, "He's a human being, not made of iron. He'll eventually run out of strength. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Zheng Quchi will have to try!"
Mo Ye had indeed lost his mind in a fit of rage, and had injured Zheng Quchi several times, just to see her beg for mercy in a sorry state. He knew that Zheng Quchi was seriously injured at the moment, and if they really attacked her again, they would really take her life.
He still wanted to take her away from Ye Kingdom alive, rather than end up with a cold, lifeless corpse.
Seeing that Mo Ye had developed inappropriate thoughts towards that wicked woman from the Ye army, the general steeled his heart and decisively said, "Deputy Officer Mo, our army has already suffered heavy casualties at the hands of the Ye army. We cannot afford to sacrifice ourselves in vain. If you think I have made a mistake, then after we kill Yuan Xingzhou and destroy the Ye army, I will commit suicide in front of you to atone for my sins!"
Having said this, he handed Mo Ye over to others to look after and ordered the entire Julu army to change their strategy and turn their attacks on the unconscious Zheng Quchi.
"You—cough..."
Mo Ye was seriously injured by Yuan Xingzhou's kick underwater. His internal organs were suffocating and cramping, and the smell of blood kept rising up, causing his breathing to become disordered and making it impossible for him to speak loudly. Therefore, he had no way to stop the killing.
The Silver Frost Sword in Yuan Xingzhou's hand was already stained red. He turned his head, the wind blowing through a strand of his loose hair and caressing his emotionless, dark eyes. Yet, the corners of his mouth curved up with extreme pleasure, like a bloodthirsty scythe.
There is a kind of white grass in the waterweed marsh, whose flowers are similar to dandelions. When touched, they will scatter into fluffy seeds. After being trampled and pushed over, the fluffy seeds fly everywhere. Then, blood is sprayed on them, making it look like a white fluffy snow rain, with frost and cold.
Yuan Xingzhou had a clear view of the Julu army's movements. Seeing that they were planning to change their strategy and attack Zheng Quchi behind him, Yuan Xingzhou dodged with his sword. As a result, he was caught off guard and was struck by a knife.
"He really sacrificed his own safety to protect the people behind him!"
"Quick, target his weaknesses—"
Yuan Xingzhou knew perfectly well that once Zheng Quchi was targeted, he would be completely vulnerable and at the mercy of others.
He swung his hand backward, sweeping away a group of enemies, but he couldn't avoid the flying crimson hidden weapons. So he leaped up quickly, stepped on the head of a Giant Deer soldier, twisted his foot, and snapped the neck of the man below.
The surrounding Julu Army, thanks to Yuan Xingzhou's use of force, used the Crimson Blood Hidden Weapon to retaliate against him in the same way.
The jolting and the surrounding noise woke Zheng Quchi up slowly.
Zheng Quchi had just regained consciousness from her coma when she saw Yuan Xingzhou carrying her and fighting a group of Julu soldiers. She knew how dangerous it was for him to do this.
She didn't want to be a burden, and she didn't want him to suffer because of her, so she said weakly but firmly, "Put me down..."
When Yuan Xingzhou heard her voice, he was momentarily dazed, but after confirming that she was truly awake, he immediately said sternly, "Close your eyes."
"for……"
"I told you to close it, so close it!"
Zheng Quchi was taken aback by his sharp words and thought it was something important, so he immediately closed his eyes obediently.
"I...I closed my eyes."
After confirming that she couldn't see the bloodshed he had created, Yuan Xingzhou softened his expression: "I have agreed to all your requests, except for this one."
Although Zheng Quchi could not see, her hearing was very sharp, so she could hear the sharp and fierce blades constantly being swung around her, which meant that the Julu army had not stopped its offensive for a moment.
"My leg and hand are injured. I can neither help you nor escape. Taking me along will only be a burden." Her dry, bloodless lips uttered extremely calm words.
When Yuan Xingzhou heard that she had disregarded her own life and death and was trying to persuade him to abandon her and escape alone, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed his anger with great effort. Then he chuckled and asked softly, "Zheng Quchi, do you even have a heart?"
Zheng Quchi was startled, and his lips pressed tightly together.
She recalled how he risked his life to save her in the water. He had stormed into the Julu army alone, without a single soldier. It couldn't have been out of arrogance or overconfidence; it could only have been because he had abandoned everything and rushed over desperately to save her just before she perished.
His deep affection and loyalty weighed heavily on her heart, making her feel guilty. She was the kind of person who would rather be owed something than owe something to someone else.
For this reason, she didn't want him to be burdened by her.
“I have… but Yuan Xingzhou, it’s impossible between us.”
After Zheng Quchi finished speaking firmly, he tried to slide off his back to avoid making him feel burdened and hindering his performance in fighting the enemy.
But Yuan Xingzhou suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly as she landed, while sharp knives slashed across his back and waist from both sides.
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