fresh blood
Jiang Yingyue's body was immediately blown away by the wind. Ji Yinglei was stunned. She didn't understand why this was happening. Just as Jiang Yingyue was about to fall, the sound of a silver whip exploded in the air. Ye Qingzhu was using it to desperately pull the unconscious Jiang Yingyue back.
However, the wind was too strong, and the silver whip could not exert its power at all. "No, I can't hold her back..." No matter how hard Ye Qingzhu tried, the silver whip was still facing the situation of being blown away little by little.
Ji Yinglei didn't realize what was happening at first.
Ye Qingzhu gripped the silver whip tightly, afraid to move, lest the whip slip. Looking at Jiang Yingyue, who was almost unconscious, Ji Yinglei couldn't help but have some terrifying thoughts:
If we let her die here, then killing Ye Qingzhu wouldn't be out of the question.
No, that won't work.
Ji Yinglei rushed out and caught Jiang Yingyue's swaying body, bringing her back. She couldn't let Jiang Yingyue die here. Ye Qingzhu also rushed forward, as Jiang Yingyue's condition was truly worrying.
Blood was still dripping from her mouth, spreading on the ground little by little, before she finally regained consciousness.
"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Ji Yinglei asked with concern. "Did something happen before?"
Jiang Yingyue shook her head, but did not answer directly, because she observed that her blood droplets did not leave any trace on the ground. This must be related to Jiuxiao, and perhaps it was the way to find it.
So she immediately drew the Tingyuan Sword from Ji Yinglei's waist and, without hesitation, slashed open her left palm, causing a large amount of blood to gush out. Jiang Yingyue simply squatted down and let all the blood drip onto the ground.
As they watched the trails of insects disappear and leave their marks, and heard some faint rustling sounds around them, Ji Yinglei immediately noticed them. Before he could even observe them, vines sprouted from all directions, like venomous snakes that had been lurking for a long time, ready to attack the group.
Ji Yinglei immediately picked up the Thunder Abyss Sword that had fallen to the ground and slashed at the vines, but they seemed completely unafraid of being cut and continued to approach little by little.
Jiang Yingyue was still bleeding, and the vines must have been raging because of her. Just then, a vine shot straight at Jiang Yingyue, and she immediately raised her left hand and grabbed it.
Strangely, once the vine was grasped, it stopped moving forward and even seemed to retreat slightly, while the other vines also stopped approaching Jiang Yingyue. None of them understood why this was happening. Jiang Yingyue continued to tentatively tug at it, discovering that the vine had become exceptionally firm.
"I understand." With that, Jiang Yingyue wrapped the vine around her left hand twice, then slowly stood up. Her body, which had been swaying in the gale, gained a foothold with this support. Ye Qingzhu and Ji Yinglei immediately understood that the vine had not appeared for attack purposes.
Jiang Yingyue eagerly grabbed the vine and continued walking up the mountain. She placed her bleeding right hand on her clothes, not having time to bandage it. But the moment the blood stopped dripping to the ground, the originally tough vine suddenly lost its strength and, as if it had a mind of its own, slipped away from Jiang Yingyue's hand.
She fell to the ground again, and the strong wind blew her back.
Ye Qingzhu hurriedly went up to catch Jiang Yingyue, and Ji Yinglei's expression also changed. Everyone knew the method of climbing the mountain, which was that one person had to bleed while climbing the mountain!
Seeing that Jiang Yingyue was about to get up, Ji Yinglei immediately stopped her: "No! Yue'er, let's not take Jiuxiao anymore, let's go back immediately!"
Jiang Yingyue did not respond to her words, because she was now unable to utter a single word. For her, going down the mountain now was tantamount to a death sentence, while going up the mountain offered a glimmer of hope. So, ignoring Ji Yinglei's advice, Jiang Yingyue forced herself to stand up.
Ye Qingzhu felt sorry for her when she saw her like this, but she knew that she was the least qualified person to persuade her to go back. Jiang Yingyue would definitely not give up on reaching the summit.
"You'll die!" Ji Yinglei roared at Jiang Yingyue for the first time. Her tone was completely unlike hers, but it didn't change Jiang Yingyue's choice.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Jiang Yingyue released her right hand, which was tightly gripping her clothes. Her chest was already soaked with blood. She grabbed the vines that were reaching out to her again and walked forward alone without looking back.
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