The deceased
These walking corpses are tireless and feel no pain. Even if Jiang Yingyue shoots them into sieves, they will still pounce on them.
Bai Yu was watching all of this from a short distance away.
With the help of these people, Jiang Yingyue was unable to concentrate at all; otherwise, even if ten more people came, Jiuxiao's arrow could have accurately hit Bai Yu's head.
The Sharp Envoy and the Shield Envoy attacked in turn. Under the influence of the Bell Envoy, Jiang Yingyue found it difficult to dodge and was eventually forced back several steps. She looked around and saw that Ning's hands, which had been cut off by Ji Yinglei, had been sewn back on, but neither he nor Xuan played their zithers.
She decisively shot an arrow in the direction of the musician, and as she expected, both of them chose to use their zithers to block, instead of using the transformed sound waves to cut them off as they had done before. It seems that the physician operating behind the scenes does not understand musical instruments.
No wonder she always felt that although the moves of the Blade Master and Shield Master were fierce, they were not as deadly as before: "That's right, it's impossible for the Healer to perfectly replicate everyone, let alone at the same time." Jiang Yingyue murmured, but even though these puppets were not that strong, she was still clearly at a disadvantage.
Jiang Yingyue tried to force herself to calm down. She had to seize the only opening. So when the Sharp Envoy's next attack came, she dodged it at top speed and then rushed towards the Zither Envoy without hesitation, while shooting an arrow to block the Shield Envoy.
She was right. The physician hadn't expected Jiang Yingyue to attack the musician so decisively first. All he could do was manipulate the two of them to pick up their zithers, attempting to block her attack. But the next second, Jiang Yingyue drew her Thunder Sword from her waist. A flash of cold light, and the musician's body, along with the two zithers, was sliced open.
The scene in the main hall paused, and a hint of disbelief flashed in Bai Yu's eyes. However, Jiang Yingyue would not stop there. Taking advantage of the moment, she shot another arrow into the musician's hand, knocking the bell off.
"I didn't understand how the physicians controlled these corpses before, but now I do." Jiang Yingyue swung her sword, shaking off the blood. Just now, she saw some invisible threads hidden in the bodies of the musicians. It was the light from the Thunder Sword that revealed them.
Then, the Nine Heavens in Jiang Yingyue's hand emitted light again, almost illuminating the entire main hall. With this light, she could clearly see the silk threads, and then seemed to realize something: "No, I don't need to cut them anymore."
Yes, Bai Yu noticed it too. The remaining puppets hadn't moved for a long time, which meant that the healer's hiding place had been discovered. A smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He clapped his hands and stood up, as if cheering for Jiang Yingyue's victory: "Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! If this were Nanfeng Tower, you would definitely be a star. Jiang Yingyue, the audience loves people like you."
"The situation is no longer under your control, Bai Yu. There's no point in continuing to say these things." Jiang Yingyue raised her bow again. "You've lost."
"Lose?" Bai Yu laughed, then shrugged helplessly. "Yes, my last envoy was killed by your friend. What else could I do?"
Just then, Jiang Yingyue saw a familiar figure hiding on the roof beam behind Bai Yu—it was Ji Yinglei! Although she didn't know how she had sneaked in, Jiang Yingyue's heart still tightened instinctively.
What is she planning to do? Whose side will she take?
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