It was a mysterious and secluded place, with a faint herbal scent in the air, as if welcoming their arrival.
The medicinal pool is nestled in a valley, surrounded by tranquility and lush greenery. The water is a deep blue, with strange herbs and petals floating in it, as if it contains a mysterious power.
When Xu Yuehuai and the Ghost Doctor brought Qi Guze to the medicinal pool, they were pleasantly surprised to find that his complexion had improved significantly.
"What's going on?" Xu Yuehuai asked in surprise. "It seems the power of the medicinal pool has begun to take effect."
The Ghost Doctor smiled and said, "We must hurry and get Qi Guze into the medicine pool as soon as possible."
"The water in this medicinal pool has miraculous medicinal effects, which can help Qi Guze regain consciousness and heal his serious injuries."
Xu Yuehuai and the guards carried Qi Guze to the edge of the pool and then put him into the medicinal pool.
Qi Guze's body was immediately submerged in the pool water, with only his head above the surface. His face was expressionless, and he looked very peaceful.
Suddenly, the pool water seeped into his skin, healing his injuries. A pained yet determined expression appeared on Qi Guze's face. He closed his eyes tightly, fully immersing himself in the miraculous power of the medicinal pool.
Xu Yuehuai stood by the pool, her eyes fixed on Qi Guze's movements. She was filled with anxiety, unsure if the medicinal pool could truly revive Qi Guze.
Meanwhile, the remnants of the assassins continued their clandestine activities. They lurked in the shadows of the valley, their eyes gleaming with ruthless intent. They were determined to stop Xu Yuehuai and his companions from utilizing the power of the medicinal pool, no matter the cost.
Time seemed to slow down abnormally, and every second felt like torture.
However, the power of the medicinal pool seemed to exceed their expectations. Qi Guze soaked in the pool for a long time, and his injuries miraculously began to heal. His breathing gradually became steady, and his complexion regained its rosy hue.
Xu Yuehuai and the Ghost Doctor exchanged a smile, finally relieved.
Just then, the tranquility of the valley was shattered as a group of assassins suddenly rushed out from the shadows and launched a fierce attack on Xu Yuehuai and his companions.
Their goal was clear: to target Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze, seemingly harboring deep hatred for them.
Despite the assassins' attacks, Xu Yuehuai remained calm, drawing his longsword from his back. The blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight, as if recounting past glories. Xu Yuehuai wielded his sword like lightning, sometimes swift, sometimes paused. In the blink of an eye, several assassins had fallen to the ground.
The other guards were also well-trained. Faced with the assassin's attack, they either wielded their swords or threw hidden weapons, engaging in a life-or-death struggle with the assassin.
Their faces were full of determination and resolve, as if they were willing to pay any price to protect Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze.
Meanwhile, the Ghost Doctor was also displaying his superb medical skills. His movements were skillful and swift as he treated Qi Guze's wounds while keeping an eye on the progress of the battle.
His eyes revealed deep worry, as if he feared that someone might get hurt at any moment.
"Quick! Take down that assassin!" Xu Yuehua shouted.
Upon hearing the commotion, a guard rushed towards an injured and fallen assassin.
He stepped on the assassin's chest, his longsword pointed at the assassin's throat, "Speak! Who sent you!"
The assassin gritted his teeth, remaining silent. He glared at the guard, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.
"Hmph! Fine, don't bother talking!" Xu Yuehuai sneered. "I'll show you what happens when you try to mess with me and the Prince!"
Xu Yuehuai and his guards were engaged in a fierce battle with several assassins. These assassins were clearly well-trained and agile, and for a time Xu Yuehuai and his men were caught in a tough fight.
Suddenly, an assassin swung his sword at Xu Yuehuai, but a flash of cold light appeared as her longsword met the assassin's blade.
The two swords clashed, producing a crisp metallic clang. She quickly retreated, simultaneously slashing fiercely at the assassin.
"Hmph, a mere trick!" The assassin sneered, his figure flashing as he skillfully dodged her attack.
However, to the assassin's surprise, she seemed to have anticipated this, quickly sheathing her sword to defend herself while suddenly charging forward.
With a whoosh, a sharp sword aura shot out and slashed directly at the assassin.
The assassin was terrified and tried to dodge, but was still injured by the sword energy, and a deep wound that exposed the bone appeared on his arm.
Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound came from the air, and an assassin leaped out from the shadows, thrusting his short sword straight at Xu Yuehuai.
However, Xu Yuehuai reacted exceptionally quickly. She sidestepped and swung her sword, forcing the assassin back.
The power and speed of this sword strike caused the other assassins to retreat in an attempt to regroup.
However, Xu Yuehuai and the other guards did not give them a chance and continued their fierce attack.
They coordinated perfectly and attacked in an orderly manner, just like a well-trained army.
Xu Yuehuai wielded her longsword like a silver lightning bolt, sometimes sweeping horizontally, sometimes thrusting straight forward, each attack carrying a fierce momentum.
The guards were equally formidable, using spears, broadswords, and hammers to force the assassins to retreat repeatedly.
The valley was filled with the sounds of metal clashing and screams, and the stench of blood permeated the air.
Xu Yuehuai and her guards fought with increasing ferocity, and their mutual trust and cooperation gave them the upper hand in the battle.
The other assassins were overwhelmed by their fierce attacks and fell to the ground one after another.
After a fierce battle, the assassins were finally defeated by Xu Yuehuai and his men.
When the last assassin fell, the valley returned to silence.
The guards sat on the ground, exhausted but satisfied, their clothes tattered and covered in blood and dust.
The Ghost Doctor was busy treating Qi Guze's wounds. His face was covered in sweat, but his eyes were unusually firm.
The assassins fell to the ground, covered in blood.
Although Xu Yuehuai and her guards were also injured, they did not stop, but continued to vigilantly scan their surroundings. The battle ultimately ended in victory for Xu Yuehuai and her group.
United as one, they forged ahead bravely, overcoming numerous difficulties, and finally defeated the enemy. This victory was not only an affirmation of their martial arts skills, but also an affirmation of their unity and courage.
Xu Yuehuai let out a long breath, turned to the guards and said, "Go and clean up the mess by the pool and wipe away the bloodstains."
"yes!"
The guards nodded in agreement and quickly went forward to deal with the battlefield.
Xu Yuehuai walked to the side and silently watched the corpses of the assassins. She knew in her heart that these assassins were just the tip of the iceberg, and a greater crisis might be yet to come.
The wounded comrades were carried aside for treatment, while at the same time the search for the fallen assassins was conducted in search of valuable intelligence.
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