The moment the short dagger was pulled out, blood immediately flowed out.
Su Yan pursed her lips slightly.
He looked up at Yuwen Xu and spoke.
"I just told you that you didn't have to save me."
Yuwen Xu's face had turned pale.
Although it's not fatal, the wound is bleeding continuously, and if left untreated, something bad will happen sooner or later.
She looked up at the little eunuch behind Yuwen Xu, very seriously.
"Summon the imperial physician."
Yes, yes.
After a moment of stunned silence, the young eunuch quickly came to his senses and went to find the imperial physician.
Behind her, Liang Yue lay on the ground, gasping for breath in pain and filled with disbelief.
"You're not dead? Impossible, impossible!"
A bright red outfit should have exuded nobility and power.
Now, all that's left is a sorry state and a precarious existence.
His eyes were filled with hatred for Su Yan.
Yuwen Xu's dark eyes swept over Liang Yue.
A cold, indifferent voice
"Release the arrows."
As soon as the words were spoken, a whooshing sound pierced the air.
Instantly, all the dozens of people who were standing were pierced by crossbow bolts and arrows.
A life that was just moments ago vibrant is now a corpse.
A strong, pungent smell of blood permeated the air.
Fresh blood flowed down the steps.
It flowed until it reached Su Yan's feet.
She covered Yuwen Xu's wound with a clean white cloth.
Aside from a slight change in expression when he saw Yuwen Xu swing his sword.
He has returned to normal now, but he is now carefully covering his wound.
His facial expression remained largely unchanged.
Yuwen Xu's face was pale, and he coughed a few times.
The tugging at the wound made her face even paler.
Su Yan wanted to push him away from here and back to the Prince's mansion.
But her hand hadn't even left his wound yet.
He grabbed her tightly.
His long, slender fingers were white, indicating that he was exerting force.
Su Yan glanced at him and met his dark eyes.
Very serious
“If you ask, I will tell you. But if you use so much force, you will only tear the wound and make it bleed faster.”
As she spoke, she attempted to pull his hand away.
But this person seemed to be stuck on a rut, refusing to let go.
She stopped pulling at his hand.
She bent down to look at the wound he was covering, and quietly waited for him to speak.
The wound on her neck had not been treated, and blood was still seeping out and trickling down.
Much later, Yuwen Xu's weak and hoarse voice was heard.
"Who are you."
"Su Yan"
She answered calmly.
I naturally understand why he asked that question.
She has memories.
She was no longer just the glutton he had raised himself, who clung to him every day, crying and acting spoiled, only knowing how to eat.
She is Su Yan, the head of the nine main gods.
He is someone who has experienced tens of thousands of years of trials and tribulations, witnessed the darkest evil, and is now traversing different planes in search of a fragment of his own god.
It's the same person.
But she couldn't stop crying and begging him to comfort her because of the pain from the wound on her neck.
The one who needs to be coaxed is a gluttonous glutton who is like a blank sheet of paper.
But she is Su Yan.
For her, this was nothing at all.
He reached out and wiped away the blood that was flowing down his neck.
His dark eyes were sharp, as if they wanted to pierce through her and see right through her.
Su Yan looked at him, accepting his scrutiny, without the slightest panic.
Then, slowly
"I am a beast. Because of some experiences I just had, I have inherited some memories."
I naturally couldn't tell him about my own affairs.
He could only explain his sudden change by relying on the memories passed down from Taotie.
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