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At dusk, a light rain began to fall again.
The already bumpy path has become even muddier.
You Mingjiang lay on Lu Xiaojia's back, wearing Lu Xiaojia's straw hat. The drawstring hanging down to his chin gently brushed against his neck, sending a tingling sensation through him.
Light raindrops fell on his face, just enough to moisten his smiling eyes and heart.
No matter when or where, as long as his eyes fell on You Mingjiang, he couldn't help but feel happy, and he couldn't suppress that joy.
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A light rain, two different moods.
Gazing at the gray, rainy curtain, You Mingjiang's mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but drift off into a daze.
I wonder if Leng Xue has driven to Lao Miao yet?
On rainy days, the ground is wet and slippery. Carriages leave tracks, and people leave footprints. Those who follow these tracks will surely find the old temple.
I really hope Leng Xue can arrive before the rain starts, and that nothing goes wrong.
After a while, she started to worry again.
The road was muddy and the car must have been bumping around a lot. Zhang Shusheng's injuries were already serious, and with this kind of ordeal, who knows how much they would worsen.
And that bag of "artificial blood," she didn't have time to teach Leng Xue how to remove the needle...
However, on the day Xiao Xiu's back sore was treated, Yin Dong'er and Rong Sao were both present and witnessed how she hung up the blood bag and removed the needle... They should be able to help Zhang Shusheng remove the needle, right?
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"What are you thinking about, so engrossed?" Lu Xiaojia carried her on her back, her figure as swift as a swallow, gliding over the treetops.
She gently closed her eyelids, feigning composure, her voice slightly muffled: "I miss you."
Lu Xiaojia lightly touched the branch with her toes and chuckled softly, "Hmm, it seems you already know."
Yu Mingjiang's curiosity was piqued by these words. She looked up, her eyes full of doubt: "Know what?"
Suddenly, the sound of flowing water reached her ears. Lu Xiaojia leaped into the water and landed steadily and gently on the bank.
He chuckled, deliberately drawing out his words: "You know I'm here to collect a debt from you."
You Mingjiang was stunned for a moment, then said blankly, "Collecting debts?"
Sensing that he seemed interested in chatting, You Mingjiang hesitated before jumping off his back.
Only then did she notice that his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were covered in fine rain mist. She subconsciously raised her hand and quickly untied the straw hat that she had snatched earlier and was still crookedly placed on his head.
She held the hat in both hands, eager to put it on him as soon as possible to shield him from the annoying rain.
Just as he was about to touch Lu Xiaojia's head, his wrist was suddenly tightened and firmly held down by Lu Xiaojia's strong hand.
"The debt I'm collecting depends entirely on whether you're willing to pay it back." Lu Xiaojia suddenly leaned forward, instantly closing the distance between them, her hot breath brushing against her earlobe.
You Mingjiang paused, then awkwardly turned her head away and lowered her eyes.
He gazed intently at You Mingjiang, gently pulled off her veil, and said softly, "Mingjiang, look into my eyes."
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You Mingjiang dared not look Lu Xiaojia in the eye.
In her past travels, she had encountered many notorious villains.
Those people were either cunning or arrogant, and they also possessed a certain unique "charm".
But Lingluoshi is completely different.
He was like a lifeless pool of stagnant water, emitting a nauseating stench.
Ling Luoshi is not human at all. He acts entirely out of selfish desires, disregarding right and wrong. He is clearly the embodiment of pure, incomprehensible evil, leaving no room for anyone to fathom him.
His existence seems to be solely for the purpose of perpetuating evil deeds, much like the monsters of Lion Camel Ridge, who eat human flesh, drink human blood, and sleep on human skin.
Ling Luoshi's existence shattered all her perceptions of evil people in the world.
Ling Luoshi will definitely not swallow this insult; his methods of revenge will only be more ruthless than imagined.
She feared that because of her, innocent people around her would be implicated and become victims of Ling Luoshi's venting of anger, suffering undeserved disaster.
She feared that if things got out of control, the situation would completely collapse, and then how would she repay the blood debts of those innocent people?
She was slightly hesitant, afraid of making a move that might backfire...
She was afraid that Lu Xiaojia would find out about this.
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“Look at me,” Lu Xiaojia repeated.
“You…” You Mingjiang raised her head, and just as she uttered a single word, a warm breath suddenly pressed down on her from under her straw hat.
Lu Xiaojia tilted her head and kissed her.
He gently supported the back of her neck with one hand, steadily cushioning the back of her head, while the web of his other hand gently rested on her chin, his fingertips tracing the corners of her lips with utmost care.
She instinctively shrank her neck, but he took the opportunity to bite her lower lip and caress it.
“Hmm…” You Mingjiang stood there, stunned, her mind blank.
She instinctively opened her eyes wide and stared intently at his slightly trembling eyelashes.
Suddenly, he gently bit her earlobe, his hot breath brushing against her ear: "Close your eyes."
Her breath hitched, and before she could react, his lips covered hers again.
This time, he awkwardly yet eagerly pried open her lips. His lips were cool with rain, but still carried the aroma of peanuts. The two flavors intertwined, making her heart beat even faster.
The kiss carried a strange tremor, causing her to instinctively clutch his clothes. Her hat had somehow rolled off the ground, and her messy, wet hair brushed against her eyelids, making her eyelashes tremble slightly.
In that long, drawn-out kiss, all she could hear was each other's rapid breathing, and time seemed to drag on endlessly.
Lu Xiaojia finally stepped back a little, her earlobes turning red and her cheeks flushing slightly.
Yu Mingjiang stared at him intently, her dark eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Lu Xiaojia chuckled softly and gently kissed her eyelids: "What are you afraid of? I'll be with you through life and death."
Whether it's the fury of thunder or the darkness of storms.
We all stand shoulder to shoulder and bear the burden together.
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"Wow, how romantic!"
Before You Mingjiang could react, a sudden "patter" of footsteps rang out.
Lu Xiaojia frowned, gripped the hilt of her sword, and tensed all her muscles, entering a state of alert.
"Found it." A man's soft sigh drifted over, the sound even colder than the cold rain.
The voice sounded so familiar. You Mingjiang's heart skipped a beat. It sounded like... Yin Dong'er's lover.
She and Lu Xiaojia exchanged a glance, then suddenly looked in the direction of the sound, and an oil-paper umbrella came into view first.
Raindrops hit the umbrella, splashing into tiny water droplets.
The person standing under the umbrella was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, with a rusty, unsheathed sword at his waist, and wearing a mask with a blue face and fangs.
Xiao Jianseng was exceptionally handsome. To intimidate the enemy, he often imitated Lanling Wang by concealing his true appearance when going into battle.
Lu Xiaojia slowly chewed on a peanut.
He turned his head and said to You Mingjiang, "Do you know what the most unromantic thing in the world is?"
Upon hearing this, You Mingjiang knew that he was about to unleash his sharp tongue again.
She raised an eyebrow in agreement and replied, "What is it? Tell me."
Lu Xiaojia didn't even lift her eyelids, casually uttering, "It's like when people are being all lovey-dovey, they suddenly find a dog eating shit coming up next to them."
The implication of these words was obvious; they were clearly referring to Xiao Jianseng, who was not far away.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jianseng merely glanced towards the source of the sound.
His eyes were cold; he had no intention of paying any attention to Lu Xiaojia's provocation and disdained to argue with her.
Xiao Jianseng said without looking to the side, his voice devoid of any warmth: "Surrender and obediently come back with me to report. Perhaps I can still leave you with a whole corpse and prevent your family from suffering the same fate."
You Mingjiang retorted, "What a show of bravado! Anyone who didn't know better would think you had the victory in the bag!"
Xiao Jianseng sneered, "You're quite the talker. I'll ask you one more time, are you going to surrender or not?"
She remained unmoved, and chuckled lightly, "What if I say no?"
“Then I will cut off your head, put it in a box, and present it to the Great General of Terror.”
These words were spoken with conviction and did not sound like a threat at all.
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The young man standing with an umbrella had thin hands, tightly gripping the unsheathed knife in his hand.
His eyes seemed to be fixed coldly ahead, but he secretly winked at You Mingjiang.
You Mingjiang understood.
She winked at Lu Xiaojia and deliberately said in a coquettish tone:
"Brother Lu, look at him! He's obviously copying you. You use a sheathless sword, so he uses a sheathless knife. This annoying copycat is really infuriating!"
Lu Xiaojia was quite pleased with the crisp "Brother Lu" and went along with her, smiling as he said, "Sister Jiang, tell me, how do you want your brother to deal with this kid?"
Almost amused by this sickeningly sweet talk, You Mingjiang suppressed a laugh, stretched out her hand, and pointed her fingertips directly at Xiao Jianseng:
"Give him a good beating, sister! Don't hold back!"
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"Clap clap clap." A sparse round of applause suddenly rang out. "What a wonderful crosstalk performance!"
Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Jianseng looked closely and inwardly cried out in alarm, "Why is this troublemaker here?!"
"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jianseng frowned, his tone full of vigilance.
He originally planned to feign a fight with You Mingjiang to deceive the spies near the city, so he could follow them to the old temple. He wanted to first confirm Yin Dong'er's safety, and then discuss how to bring down Ling Luoshi.
To everyone's surprise, Ling Luoshi didn't trust him at all and even sent General Rose Yu Chuntong to come.
His plan is likely to fall through!
Xiao Jianseng couldn't help but secretly lament his misfortune.
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"Brother Xiao, you are so indecisive in doing things. This is really not like your style. I have taken the liberty of showing up to help you. Please do not blame me, Brother Xiao."
The newcomer emerged from the reeds with a beaming smile and unhurried demeanor. The person clapping walked with remarkable agility, clearly possessing superior lightness of movement. He was handsome with rosy lips and white teeth, dressed in fine brocade robes, and carrying a large, finely crafted steel broom in his hand.
"General Rose, Yu Chuntong." Yu Chuntong bowed with his hands clasped, a standard smile playing on his lips.
His eyes seemed glued to You Mingjiang, scrutinizing her without restraint, a gaze that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Judging from her posture from a distance, one might imagine that a ferocious face would be hidden beneath the veil.
I never expected it to be so bright and beautiful.
She was in the prime of her life, her eyes bright and lively, completely free from the lifelessness of being bound by dogma.
She is beautiful, but she doesn't need anyone's praise; all she needs is for you to look up at her dazzling beauty.
She can be fierce or gentle; she is not a parasitic plant clinging to others, nor a climbing trumpet creeper; she is the sun, a rebellious and resounding sun.
This is the woman who stirred up the storm in the besieged city.
But can a woman like this also fall into lust?
General Rose, hiding in the reeds, witnessed her shy, innocent, yet passionate kiss with her lover.
He couldn't help but think to himself: Heh heh, could it be that this perfect couple has already tasted the forbidden fruit?
Bah! What golden couple? They're nothing but scoundrels and scoundrels.
General Rose suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout her body.
Flowers deserve to be bathed in sunshine.
And wasn't he the same?
He is the rose, he is the flower.
He needs rain and dew, he needs sunshine, and even more so, he needs this woman to dry the darkness and dampness in his heart.
Thinking of this, General Rose Yu Chuntong's gaze toward You Mingjiang grew even more intense.
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Just then, Lu Xiaojia suddenly spoke up: "I misspoke just now."
The sound wasn't loud, but it successfully broke the delicate tranquility.
Yu Chuntong's smile remained unchanged, and with a slight rise in her tone, she replied, "Oh?"
Lu Xiaojia sighed softly: "If there's anything more unpleasant than encountering a dog that eats shit, it's definitely encountering two dogs that eat shit."
After saying that, he glanced at Yu Chuntong with contempt and added indifferently, "A lowly dog licking sores and sucking hemorrhoids."
Suddenly, the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.
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Xiao Jianseng secretly groaned, and exchanged a glance with You Mingjiang without leaving a trace.
You Mingjiang nodded slightly to him.
With Yu Chuntong keeping a close eye on him, Xiao Jianseng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
He knew in his heart that the fight had to be convincing in order to fool these troublesome informants.
He gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and with a whooshing sound, swung it straight at Lu Xiaojia's head.
The ruthlessness with which he attacked made an uninformed person think he had a deep-seated grudge against Lu Xiaojia.
This strike was terrifying, like a meteor shower or a thunderbolt!
Lu Xiaojia pretended that there was no way to avoid it, her expression hardened, and she decisively switched from defense to offense.
Facing the whirlwind of blade light, he moved with the speed of a shooting star, drawing his sword.
In an instant, the oil-paper umbrella was spun around and thrown into the air, then fell straight to the ground.
For a moment, swords flew like wild arrows, and sabers moved like startled swans; the flashes of swords and sabers intertwined, and the two fighters' moves were evenly matched.
Although Xiao Jianseng's moves were not flashy, his swordsmanship was fast, accurate, and ruthless.
"Clang!" Lu Xiaojia parried the knife head-on, the impact making her arm go numb. She pretended to struggle as she flipped over in mid-air.
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Xiao Jianseng secretly observed Yu Chuntong's reaction.
In fact, the three of them could have easily taken care of Yu Chuntong here in one fell swoop.
But unfortunately, General Terror trusted him implicitly, and if Yu Chuntong died, he wouldn't be able to continue his undercover work there. This place may seem ordinary, but General Terror's spies might be hiding in every nook and cranny.
Ling Luoshi is cunning and shrewd; he did this to prevent his trusted subordinates from defecting.
Every move they make could be reported to the Frightened General by their spies, so they had to be on guard.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows, their swords flashing, neither willing to back down.
Lu Xiaojia swung her sword horizontally, seemingly defeating Xiao Jianseng's attack, but in reality, she held back.
He caught a glimpse of Yu Chuntong with her arms crossed, looking at him with ill intent, and he became secretly wary.
Sure enough, Yu Chuntong smiled slyly, gestured towards Xiao Jianseng with his chin, and said loudly, "Brother Xiao, I see that he is still handling things with ease. Could it be that you held back?"
These sarcastic words were like a fire, making the atmosphere even more tense.
"Nonsense!" Xiao Jianseng said without changing his expression, but in his heart he cursed Yu Chuntong for being so meddlesome.
He ran his fingers along the blade, creating a dazzling, gleaming slash, and then unleashed a fierce, head-on strike towards Lu Xiaojia, even more ruthless than before.
"Click-sizzle."
The swords clashed again, sparks flying everywhere.
The two formed a pincer movement, exchanged a glance, and then retreated with a "bang."
Xiao Jianseng and Lu Xiaojia became more and more engrossed in their fight, each move accompanied by the sound of wind, making the audience tremble with fear.
The two, caught up in the fight, chased each other away, their figures gradually disappearing into the rain.
Yu Chuntong was left standing there, gazing thoughtfully in the direction they had left.
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"Oh no, this is Brother Xiao's signature move. Once he hits you, the wound will be very difficult to heal."
Yu Chuntong sighed, but couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes, and strolled towards You Mingjiang.
Suddenly, he froze, looked down, and saw a strand of black hair drifting to the ground.
Raindrops rolled down the gleaming blade, reflecting You Mingjiang's cold yet resolute eyes.
Yu Mingjiang held a broadsword in one hand, the blade pointed directly at Yu Chuntong's throat: "Make your move."
She heard the saying from the Gang of Five: "If the rose doesn't dismount, she'll be terrified and won't return to heaven."
Yu Chuntong is by no means a kind person; he is as cunning and treacherous as a fox.
From the very first glance he cast at her, she saw right through the filthy thoughts hidden in his eyes.
Yu Chuntong was slightly taken aback, then a frivolous and unrestrained smile appeared on her face.
Seeing You Mingjiang's tough stance, the desire to conquer within him was instantly ignited.
He tilted his head slightly and smirked, "You? You're no match for me."
"Is that so?" You Mingjiang sneered, directly stating his threat, "Why not give it a try?"
"Calm down, young lady, don't be so hot-tempered." Yu Chuntong smiled lightly, pacing back and forth with her hands behind her back, but her eyes never left You Mingjiang. "Don't you want to know who will win their life-or-death battle?"
You Mingjiang scoffed lightly: "You're no match for him, it's not your place to bark like a gorilla."
Her attitude stirred his heart, and Yu Chuntong unconsciously ran his fingertip across the blade.
The cold, subtle pain was like a fire igniting in his heart, making him even more excited.
"Alright!" Sucking away the beads of blood seeping from her fingertip, Yu Chuntong released the most intense malice in the sweetest tone: "Even if I had to choose an opponent, I would never choose him, but rather—"
"You!" He yanked his right hand, wielding a large, gleaming sweeping blade with the force of a whirlwind, and suddenly slashed at her!
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"The Empty Strike" is General Rose's unique sword technique.
You Mingjiang had anticipated that he would suddenly make a move!
She flipped over and leaped up, her sleeves billowing out as she returned the favor with a dozen or so gleaming silver needles.
Yu Chuntong's breathing became rapid, his chest heaved violently, and he trembled uncontrollably with excitement.
The fighting spirit in his blood surged wildly;
The indifference of You Mingjiang on the other side during their life-or-death struggle gave him a different kind of fatal temptation, and his desire grew stronger, burning him to the point that he almost lost all reason.
He swiftly reversed his hand and used his sword to protect himself. The sword shadows were so dense that they were impenetrable. With a "clanging" sound, all the silver needles were deflected.
You Mingjiang wielded his broadsword, the blade cutting through his sword aura, and then slashed horizontally across his chest.
Unexpectedly, the fabric covering Yu Chuntong's chest tore open without warning, and wisps of foul-smelling poisonous smoke rushed straight to her face.
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The poisonous smoke came so suddenly that You Mingjiang was knocked off her feet and fell through the air!
She awkwardly used her knife as a crutch, staggering back more than ten feet.
The poison of the Wen family in Lingnan, once it touches a person's skin, is like a bloodthirsty leech, burrowing into the limbs and bones.
You Mingjiang covered her mouth and coughed softly: "Cough cough."
She secretly circulated her internal energy, pretending that her blood and qi were flowing backward, and fresh blood seeped out from between her fingers at just the right moment.
"It's your fault for being so naive." Yu Chuntong approached You Mingjiang step by step, her eyes gleaming with greed.
"You knew I was the enemy, so why didn't you take more precautions?"
After saying that, he suddenly abandoned his knife, instantly appeared in front of You Mingjiang, and struck her chest with a palm!
Yu Mingjiang felt a chill run down her spine, but she still pretended to be flustered, as if she had not expected him to suddenly attack. She disregarded suppressing the "rampant poison" and forcefully met his palm strike.
"Bang!" You Mingjiang fell backward and flew out, rolling several times on the ground before lying motionless.
Under the "effects" of the poison, she seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist.
In reality, she was secretly gathering her strength, waiting for the perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Yu Chuntong.
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Holding a knife in one hand, Yu Chuntong approached the immobilized You Mingjiang step by step.
He gently lifted the tip of his knife, lifted her chin, and examined her closely.
You Mingjiang was poisoned; her face was pale, but a sickly red flush ran from her forehead all the way to the corners of her eyes.
A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, which she casually wiped away, leaving a breathtakingly vibrant stain on her fingertips. Despite her weakened state, she possessed a fragile sharpness, like a bamboo stalk bent under the weight of snow.
Yu Chuntong was itching to see this.
He leaned down, his fingers unable to resist lifting a lock of her hair, and casually pressed several vital points on her body, thinking that since this beauty was already trapped, it would be a pity to kill her like this.
His tone suddenly became soft and gentle, almost whispering in her ear: "Since you've come this far, why don't you be a little more flexible? It's just the two of us here now. If I loosen my grip, saving your life is just a matter of a word. Why don't we turn hostility into friendship? You should reward me, shouldn't you?"
Unexpectedly, You Mingjiang laughed with disdain and spat, "I'll reward you with this dog-like face, get lost!"
This fiery response did not anger Yu Chuntong; instead, it fueled his desire to conquer.
He licked his lips, lifted her chin, and coaxed her slowly, "Otherwise what? In your current state, can you still be all lovey-dovey with your lover, or stir up trouble in this besieged city? If you were to be with me once, you would realize that I am no less than your lover. That way, you would grant my wish, and I could grant your wish by curing your poison. What do you think?"
"I really want to crack open your skull and see if your brain is rusty," You Mingjiang retorted.
Yu Chuntong was usually very proud of his good looks, and his female confidantes all praised him for deserving the nickname "Rose General". Now that he had been contradicted like this, his anger suddenly flared up.
He suddenly pressed the large sweeping knife against her collarbone, leaving a bloody red mark, and sneered, "You can keep being stubborn. I forgot to tell you, the poison you're afflicted with is most vulnerable to injury."
But You Mingjiang just sneered and glanced at him sideways, mocking his stupidity with her eyes.
Yu Chuntong couldn't bring himself to stab anymore; frustration and excitement clashed fiercely within him.
A crimson glint flashed in his eyes. He bent down, dipped his fingers in the blood, and dabbed it onto her lips.
Looking at the effect, which resembled a touch of rouge on the lips, she said with satisfaction, "This is even more beautiful."
"Is she pretty?" You Mingjiang smiled faintly. "Prettier than you, you little rabbit?"
The phrase "Rabbit God" struck a nerve with Yu Chuntong, hitting a nerve deep within his soul.
He grabbed her collar roughly and shouted angrily, "How dare you say I'm not a man?"
Yu Chuntong was handsome, which attracted a lot of gossip, and his comrades often talked about him behind his back.
This has always been a taboo subject for him.
“Doesn’t it look like it?” You Mingjiang asked with a smile.
Yu Chuntong's face turned sinister and terrifying as he stared intently at her, looking like a blood-sucking demon.
He forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "You wait."
Unable to suppress his desire and resentment, he swiftly ripped off his outer robe, revealing his muscular upper body, and made as if to undo his belt and take off his pants. He wanted to show this reckless woman what the consequences of offending him would be.
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Now!
You Mingjiang did a somersault and sprang to his feet.
She formed her fingers into claws, swift as a whirlwind, chasing the wind and lightning, and fiercely grabbed at his waist and abdomen.
She's already been sealed off; how could she possibly launch a counterattack?
Yu Chuntong retreated swiftly, gripping her longsword in a backhand motion, and unleashed a sweeping attack, the blade aimed straight for her heart. She moved with the agility of a swallow, twirling through the air and deftly dodging the blade.
"Forget it, I admit defeat." Yu Chuntong said, seemingly losing interest. "Let's not fight anymore, okay?" As he said this, his imposing sweeping blade came flying in.
You Mingjiang leaped into the air, lightly touching the blade with his toes, using the momentum to soar upwards!
Her fingertips gleamed coldly as she pressed them sharply against the top of his head.
Yu Chuntong gritted his teeth, channeled his energy into the blade, and forcefully blocked her sharp claws.
"Clang!" He knelt on one knee, cold sweat beading on his forehead, barely managing to brace himself against the back of the knife with his shoulder, the blade tangling around her sharp, razor-like nails. He said with difficulty, "Weren't you supposed to have your death point sealed?"
"Your technique for targeting specific points isn't good enough; you didn't hit the right spot."
Yu Mingjiang grew impatient and launched an attack with a flick of his wrist, his fingernails as sharp as knives, his moves changing with astonishing speed.
In his haste, Yu Chuntong frantically grabbed a knife and slashed, but in his panic, he inevitably made some mistakes.
Seizing on Yu Chuntong's weakness, You Mingjiang suddenly struck, plunging his fist deep into Yu Chuntong's flesh.
A sharp pain exploded from the wound, and Yu Chuntong screamed in agony. He instinctively tried to back away, but You Mingjiang held on too tightly. His attempt to back away only tore open a long, deep gash with flesh turned inside out.
Yu Chuntong was in excruciating pain and, disregarding everything else, lunged at her, determined to kill her.
"You think you can kill me? You're overestimating yourself."
You Mingjiang sneered and flashed forward, striking several vital acupoints on Yu Chuntong's body.
However, she didn't block his senses, and even warned him, "Don't move around. I'm using a special acupoint technique. If you force open the acupoints and don't know how to reverse the meridians, you'll suffer the consequences. You'll have to bear the consequences yourself."
"You've completely reversed the Daoist principles!" Yu Chuntong exclaimed in shock. "You're a disciple of the Kongtong Sect?"
"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" She was too lazy to waste words with him, and with a flick of her sleeve, she sent him flying several feet.
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Yu Chuntong fell heavily to the ground.
He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He then vomited a mouthful of blood that he couldn't stop.
You Mingjiang approached with light, graceful steps.
She looked down at Yu Chuntong, admiring her disheveled and miserable state.
"How dare you treat me like this? Do you know whose nephew I am?"
Yu Chuntong spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at You Mingjiang with all his might, trying to intimidate her with his status.
Yu Mingjiang glanced lazily at her fingernails, unhurriedly: "Oh? Tell me about it."
Yu Chuntong was inwardly pounding with anxiety, but outwardly she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Yu Yibian."
He who hunts eagles all day long has now been pecked in the eye by one.
He was filled with fear and didn't want to die like this.
They could only pin their last hope on their uncle's name, hoping it would intimidate You Mingjiang.
After saying the name, he still held a sliver of hope, thinking that the other party might be wary of his uncle's reputation.
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"Is Yu Yibian... very famous?" You Mingjiang asked with a smile.
As Ling Luoshi's most trusted confidant and his only remaining old friend, Yu Yibian was renowned and powerful in the Yangzhou area. His mere presence could make the whole place tremble.
However, You Mingjiang was new to the area and unfamiliar with the complex network of relationships and renowned figures in Yangzhou. The name Yu Yibian was completely foreign to her.
Upon hearing this, Yu Chuntong's heart skipped a beat.
It felt like being doused with a bucket of well water in the dead of winter, chilling me from head to toe.
You Mingjiang smiled and stomped heavily on Yu Chuntong's waist and abdomen, her toes grinding against the wound. "Sorry, I've never even heard of it."
"It hurts!" Yu Chuntong convulsed in pain, pleading pitifully, "I was wrong..."
"Does it hurt?" You Mingjiang subtly increased the pressure on his feet, but a fake smile remained on his face. "How can you prove it hurts if you don't cry?"
Yu Chuntong's eyes were red-rimmed, and blood had already seeped into his waist and abdomen, a horrifying sight. Under the intense pain, he finally couldn't help but sob and shed tears.
You Mingjiang's eyes turned cold, and she said reproachfully, "You are General Rose, how can a general cry?"
After saying that, she narrowed her eyes, slammed her knee heavily against Yu Chuntong's wound, and grabbed his clothes with both hands!
Yu Chuntong was tormented to the point of near death, a sweet taste rose in her throat, and she turned her head to spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Since you know you're wrong, why don't you tell me where you went wrong?" She gently patted his cheek, but instead of tenderness, it brought a chilling fear.
Yu Chuntong murmured, completely unable to figure out her intentions, and was terrified, not daring to speak easily.
But he also understood that, given You Mingjiang's methods, whether he spoke or not, the outcome would probably be the same.
"Not going to talk?" She smiled, her eyes crinkling, but her smile carried a chilling undertone.
"Bang!" She punched Yu Chuntong squarely in the face, causing him to splatter blood, which flowed red and purple all over his clothes. Before Yu Chuntong could even scream, You Mingjiang threw another punch, aiming for his chin. With a crisp "crack," Yu Chuntong's mouth was full of blood, and he spat out a few teeth.
With her final punch, she had originally aimed for Yu Chuntong's heart, but fearing she might kill him, she changed her aim and punched him hard in the stomach. Yu Chuntong groaned, his internal organs churning violently, and he vomited bile from the choking.
He regretted it!
He was so regretful he could have kicked himself!
I should have dealt with Lu Xiaojia instead of mistaking a wolf for a sheep.
You Mingjiang was still not satisfied.
He drew out his voice, a forced smile on his face, and said, "Look at you, your face is so pale, how can you be a delicate rose? Let me help you, okay, General Rose?"
Suddenly, she slapped him hard across the face more than ten times with both hands, leaving his head a bright red, swollen mess.
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Yu Chuntong gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, his mouth filled with the metallic sweetness of rust.
He didn't dare to breathe loudly, and could only secretly complain in his heart. When no one was paying attention, he secretly glared at You Mingjiang, wishing he could devour her alive!
"How dare you glare at me?" You Mingjiang bent two fingers and gently pressed them against Yu Chuntong's eyes. "However, I must say, your eyes are really beautiful, like crystal clear glass beads... I'll just gouge them out and flick them like glass beads."
As she spoke, she stroked the corner of his handsome eyes.
Yu Chuntong was startled and instinctively tried to close his eyes, but You Mingjiang forcibly pried his eyelids open with his fingers. He trembled and begged for mercy, "No..." His voice was full of fear.
But You Mingjiang seemed not to hear it at all, and didn't care.
She frowned and gestured, as if trying to figure out how to gouge out his eyeballs completely.
Yu Chuntong felt a burning sensation in his throat, his internal energy surged violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Look at you, so scared." You Mingjiang said with a smile, "I hate you so much, why would I want your eyes? You're no different from a rat in a gutter. Unless... I thoroughly clean you up, I don't even want to touch you."
After saying that, You Mingjiang bent down, grabbed Yu Chuntong's ankle, and dragged him toward the riverbank.
Yu Chuntong kicked wildly, leaving two long tracks in the mud, but he couldn't break free. He felt like a lamb being led to the slaughterhouse.
Filled with despair, he weakly whispered, "Kill me...give me a quick death..."
“Murder is illegal. If you want to die, bite your tongue and kill yourself,” You Mingjiang replied coldly.
Yu Chuntong glared at her venomously, wishing he could imprint her image in his mind so he could seek revenge on her on the night of his return. He gritted his teeth and bit down hard on the root of his tongue. A sharp pain swept through his brain, and he shuddered, instinctively releasing his grip.
Yu Chuntong was so embarrassed that her face turned completely red.
He wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but he simply didn't have the superhuman willpower.
Seeing his pathetic state, You Mingjiang was amused.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Rose is a celestial flower from the Jade Pool, but your face is covered in blood and grime. You have plenty of redness but lack freshness. How about... I help you!"
After saying that, she grabbed Yu Chuntong's hair and, as if washing a dirty rag, forcefully pushed him into the river.
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"Glug glug..."
The river water quickly submerged Yu Chuntong's head.
His meticulously styled hair was instantly disheveled, like tangled seaweed. He couldn't even open his eyes; the murky river water rushed into his mouth and nose, making his chest feel so suffocated he felt like it was about to explode.
He struggled weakly, but the hand pressing down on the back of his head was too strong, suppressing his resistance. Yu Chuntong exhaled a string of tiny bubbles and finally fell into a coma.
"Splash!" You Mingjiang grabbed Yu Chuntong by the back of the neck, like he was holding a puppy, and pulled him out of the water, then kicked him aside.
Looking down at the unconscious Yu Chuntong, she wore a benevolent smile like that of a bodhisattva, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.
This wicked creature that escaped from the animal realm naturally needs to be properly disciplined and guided to a better future.
First, I need to make him understand...
Why are these flowers so red?
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Author's Note: [Good Luck Lotus] General Yu Chuntong: Nephew of Yu Yibian, son of Zeng Shuixiong. A fierce general under Jingbu, who is also his father's killer.
[Good Luck Lotus] Xiao Jianseng's unsheathed saber technique and Leng Xue's unsheathed sword technique belong to the same style. Both swords are made of scrap iron and the main attack is "tetanus".
[Blushing] I'm not blaming General Yu Chuntong, the Rose General. Yu Chuntong really is like this [laughing and crying with face covered]. He's begging for mercy from Leng Xue while secretly poisoning him, beating up the lewd Xiao Dao [angry] while saying, "I really like Xiao Dao" [helpless]. There are so many low-class villains in this book who are rotten to the core, illogical, and utterly uncharismatic [helpless].
[Let me see] Thank you for the nutrient solution, little angel:
[Heart] "He Jiuqing Wants to Go Ashore" Irrigation Nutrient Solution +10 [Heart]
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