Chapter 75 Miss Thief 12 It’s time for someone else to sit on this dragon throne! ...
Crazy enough to cause enough fear.
The people from the Seven Killing Hall didn't expect that they could take it down easily, but they had already lost ten people, all of whom died at the hands of Wu Yue.
They looked at Wu Yue, who was covered in blood and wounds, but she had not fallen down even in this state, and her murderous intent was very strong.
As they stared at them, their eyes showed fear, and they wanted to retreat and took steps back.
"Puff——" But Wu Yue had already reached her limit.
She spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt down, and propped herself up with her sword.
Hao Yingjun ran away with the lotus flowers, but he came back halfway and was extremely anxious when he saw this scene.
"Wu Yue, Wu Yue!"
He didn't care about anything else. He rushed over and supported Wu Yue against his back. Hao Yingjun picked her up and turned around to run.
The people who had just been intimidated by Wu Yue's murderous aura came back to their senses and looked annoyed when they saw that they were afraid.
They were about to capture him, but he escaped right under their noses. If they failed in their mission and returned, they would not be able to survive.
"Chase!"
They followed closely behind.
Hao Yingjun was not good at fighting, but he was good at running away, mainly because he walked according to the Taoist Bagua directions.
"···Why··are you back···?"
Wu Yue was already half dead, her whole body sticky and smelling of blood, both hers and the killer's.
Just now, she had dragged Hao Yingjun to run away first, and she had to take the medicine back no matter what, but he came back to kill her. She didn't even have the energy to be angry now.
"I wanted to run away, but I ran out alone and made the antidote to save Qin Ji. He knew I left you alone. With his temper, do you think I could survive? Or would he be willing to take the antidote?"
Hao Yingjun kept running with her on his back, panting, but that didn't stop him from talking non-stop, "Besides, we have a life-or-death relationship. If I watch you die, wouldn't that destroy my Dao heart? In the future, you'll become my inner demon, and that'll be a big problem!"
"Heh..." Wu Yue tiredly tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but the next moment, she slowly closed her eyes, tilted her head and fainted.
"Why is there no sound? Hey! Auntie, don't sleep! Oh, please!" He begged humbly, his voice choked with sobs as if he wanted to cry.
Hao Yingjun kept talking just to prevent Wu Yue from falling asleep. Now that she had no reaction, he knew the situation was too serious and he was extremely anxious.
If this goes on, everyone will die. He is exhausted and Wu Yue's wound is still bleeding. Those people can catch up with him by following the trail of blood.
Hao Yingjun gritted his teeth, ran out in the direction of Bagua, and then his figure disappeared as if hidden.
The next moment, the killers chased to the middle position he occupied and found a trail of blood in every direction, making it impossible to tell which direction they fled.
"Separate and chase!"
They split into teams of two and headed in the direction of the bloodstains.
After they left, Hao Yingjun sneaked his head out and breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting rid of them.
He looked back at the unconscious Wu Yue, feeling a headache, and walked back the same way, intending to find a safe place to treat his wounds first.
It’s the middle of the night and the moonlight is dim and cold.
Hao Yingjun found a secluded cave. He did not dare to use water from a nearby stream to clean Wu Yue's wound, as a villager had died of infection after using water in this way before.
The water melted from the snow mountains can be used, but there are no basins to store it in here, and scooping it with your hands won’t work either, so forget it.
He took Wu Yue's broken sword, cut his clothes into strips, then took out the golden medicine from the cloth bag and poured it on the bleeding wound.
It hurts so much that Wu Yue, who was in a coma, groaned in pain. Her brows were furrowed and sweat broke out on her cheeks.
"I know you're in pain, but just bear with it. This is how you apply medicine." Hao Yingjun muttered softly, bandaging his hand neatly and almost using up the medicine he brought.
The people from Qishatang are not fools. After chasing for a while, they will definitely come back if they feel something is wrong. Besides, who knows if there is anyone waiting for them outside, so it is unwise to go out.
Hao Yingjun glanced at Wu Yue, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible depth.
He sighed softly, leaned against the wall, and stared blankly for a long time with his head held high.
The sky gradually brightened, and it was around five o'clock in the morning.
Night is the best cover for escape, it is difficult to escape during the day, and Wu Yue's cheeks are red and she has a fever.
"What should I do, what should I do..." Hao Yingjun spread his hands and touched her forehead, which was very hot. He bit his fingers and turned around a few times.
"I was spared, I feel dizzy"
Hearing Wu Yue's weak voice, Hao Yingjun immediately squatted in front of her, "How do you feel now?"
Wu Yue opened his eyes with difficulty, breathing tiredly.
"...I'm not dead yet." She grabbed the dagger at hand and tried to stand up, but her injuries were too serious. She fell down again, pressing on the wound, and the pain made her brows frown.
"My dear aunt, please don't move. My golden medicine is good, but it's not a magic pill that can heal you right away. Besides, I don't have any medicine left now, so you'd better save it." Hao Yingjun felt pained when he saw this and handed over the wild fruit he had picked in the morning.
There is little snow here, and there are many wild fruits that can be picked and eaten in the winter snow.
Wu Yue glanced at him and said slowly, "What's the situation outside now?"
"It's the morning hour. When I went to look for wild fruits to satisfy my hunger, I saw people from the Seven Killing Hall gathering around us. It took them less than half an hour to find us."
Even at this time, Hao Yingjun was still in the mood to joke, "It seems that the two of us are going to die here together. If Qin Ji knew that we were buried together after death, he would be jealous to death."
He was very proud of this. His master had sacrificed his life for this, and now even he was going to fall into it. He had to be proud of taking advantage of this, otherwise he would feel unbalanced.
Wu Yue rolled her eyes at him and took a bite of the wild fruit. It was juicy and sweet, with a high sugar content, which relieved her hunger and dry throat, and her strength was recovering. However, she was still weak and said in a hoarse voice, "Why, the fortune you told me is a death fortune?"
The word "afraid of death" can be applied to Hao Yingjun. If he really reaches a desperate situation and can only wait for death, he will definitely not be in his current state.
"How could that be possible? I am destined to be rich and powerful." Hao Yingjun squatted down and opened the medicine box. The twin lotus flowers inside were well preserved by him.
Wu Yue glanced at the twin lotus flowers, then looked at him.
"If you want to get out alive and live a precious life in the future, I'll have to endure some hardship first." Hao Yingjun explained with a smile, "You ate the lotus. It's a good thing, a tonic. After eating it, you can fight five people at once, and we can all survive."
He was born with a disability and could not practice martial arts. Now, his survival depended entirely on Wu Yue.
There were also Qin Ji's people outside, but Master Bao had spent a lot of money to kill Qin Ji. Almost all the people from the Seven Killing Hall were dispatched, and Qin Ji's people were blocked and could not arrive in time. Now they can only rely on themselves.
Wu Yue frowned, knowing that she hadn't said what she meant. Hao Yingjun continued, "As for using it as an antidote for Qin Ji, that's easy. I'll just need a little of your blood when the time comes. This thing is very overbearing. If you eat it, it will mix into your flesh and blood. Your blood can cure all poisons..."
"Okay." Wu Yue didn't hesitate. She picked up the lotus and stuffed it into her mouth. She ate both the flowers, one red and one white, along with the stamens.
It tastes a bit bitter when you first chew it, but soon, a sweet taste fills your mouth, and after you swallow it, it warms your body.
"No, wait for me to finish speaking!" Hao Yingjun was dumbfounded when he saw her eat it all like that.
Wu Yue felt unwell and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"White lotus is cold, you can't eat it, just eat the red lotus. Now you've eaten both, your body won't be able to bear it, and it's easy to go crazy." Hao Yingjun slapped his thigh and said anxiously, "Quick, regulate your breathing and practice qigong."
Seeing Wu Yue sitting cross-legged, shivering from the cold and sweating from the heat, he also became worried, hoping that she would explode.
However, the people from the Seven Killing Hall were chasing him faster than he expected, and had already arrived at the cave entrance.
The cave was narrow, with only seven or eight steps of space, and there was no place to hide. It took him a long time to find this refuge.
But they didn't go in and just shot arrows.
What a vicious heart! Hao Yingjun was so angry that he jumped up and down. He raised his hands to cover his face, determined to keep his handsome face even in death.
At this moment, Wu Yue opened his eyes, picked up the dagger and stood in front of Hao Yingjun, as fast as an afterimage.
Hao Yingjun seemed to see a stream of light interweaving and changing between his fingers, which was dazzling and beautiful.
The ice-blue sword energy left a trail of stars in the sky as Wu Yue flashed out.
When the killer whose neck was cut spurted out blood, the sword energy turned red, and the wind and snow blew away like red mist, which was really frightening.
Hao Yingjun's eyes widened, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock, and he had to pick it up manually.
The power of the Twin Lotus is so great!
After taking care of the man, Wu Yue walked through the blood mist that dissipated with the wind and stood in front of Hao Yingjun in the blink of an eye. An icy blue color appeared in her eyes, which was very cold and unfamiliar.
Seeing that she seemed to have no idea who he was, Hao Yingjun was afraid of being accidentally injured, so he quickly raised his hands and said, "Auntie, we are one family, one family, please don't do anything!"
"Walk"
Wu Yue just looked at him coldly, bent down to pick up the clean cloak on the ground, turned and left.
Huh...Hao Yingjun was relieved. He was not possessed and still remembered who he was.
Half a month later, the Great Zhou was victorious and the whole country celebrated.
Qin Ji's reputation became known to people all over the world again, and even people in the martial arts world followed suit to praise him.
If they have no country, they have nowhere to go. Living in the world does not mean losing their country. There is no hometown to return to.
"Damn it! Damn it! Qin Ji, I will tear you into pieces!"
When Master Bao, who was far away in Kyoto, heard the news, he looked very happy and said all kinds of good things in the court, but when he came back, he got very angry in his study.
As long as the war was lost and Qin Ji was attacked by people all over the world, he could take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits, but he actually let Qin Ji survive and win.
Master Bao suppressed his anger, swung his sleeves, and put his hands behind his back, "Someone come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black knelt on the ground waiting for orders.
Grand Tutor Bao's face was gloomy. "Qin Ji has been poisoned and won't live long. Go, stop him. No matter the cost, send him on his final journey. I want him to never set foot in Kyoto, not even his corpse!"
Only by crushing his bones and scattering his ashes can he relieve the hatred in his heart!
If Qin Ji had not been alive back then, he would have monopolized the power of regent and supported a puppet emperor!
"yes"
The man in black took the order and left.
The morning sun pours into the study through the window lattice, and birds are chirping outside the window.
Master Bao’s eyes were fierce.
No one can stop him.
Since ancient times, a minister who does not want to be the emperor is not a good minister.
It's time for someone else to sit on this dragon throne!
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