Qi Guze stayed by her side the whole time, his gaze cold and stern, but he would occasionally glance down at her slightly trembling legs.
Finally, just as Xu Yuehuai's legs gave way and she nearly fell, he stepped forward and firmly supported her.
"Yuehuai, you're exhausted. Continuing on will only worsen the poison's effects."
Qi Guze's voice was not loud.
"Stop and rest, treat your injuries immediately."
Xu Yuehuai looked up, wanting to refuse, but seeing the determination in Qi Guze's deep eyes, she could only sigh and nod reluctantly: "Okay, but don't delay too long."
Just as Nangong Yu was about to retort, Fu Ziyi leaned against the tree, also looking very weak.
Both he and Xu Yuehuai were feeling bad.
After all, it was the two of them who were poisoned by the gas...
"In my opinion, it's better to stop sooner rather than later. We can't escape this place anyway, so let's not exhaust ourselves before we die."
Hearing Fu Ziyi's words, Nangong Yu was unconvinced, but he knew that it was not appropriate to be stubborn at this moment, so he nodded with a cold face.
Shangguan Xi looked at Xu Yuehuai with heartache and carefully helped her up.
"We still need to work together as one. I'll be the first to object if anyone drops the ball at this crucial moment!"
Although Shangguan Xi is usually talkative and loves to joke, he is still sensible when it comes to crucial moments.
Seeing this, Qi Guze immediately led everyone to a relatively secluded clearing in the woods.
"Senior Brother, keep watch over the surroundings. If there is any unusual activity, notify me immediately."
Qi Guze coldly ordered, then looked at Xu Yuehuai with an unquestionable air, "Sit down, I will heal your injuries."
Xu Yuehuai was about to refuse when Qi Guze silenced her with a single look.
She pursed her lips, finally sat down on a large rock, her gaze lowered, and her tone tinged with helplessness: "Thank you for your trouble."
Qi Guze sat down on the ground, raised his hand and circulated his spiritual power, and his palm gradually emitted a warm light.
"Don't move."
His voice was deep, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
Xu Yuehua nodded obediently, closed her eyes, and felt the flow of spiritual energy in his palm.
The light, like a warm spring, slowly covered her shoulders and back, gradually guiding the surging poison in her body out.
"This poison is stubborn and has seeped deep into the meridians."
Qi Guze frowned, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.
His voice was deep but calm, “Don’t get distracted, focus all your energy on coordinating with my spiritual power.”
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuehuai adjusted her breathing and tried her best to combine her remaining spiritual power with Qi Guze's spiritual power.
As the two forces collided, she felt a warm energy coursing through her body, gradually dispelling the turbid energy that was blocking her meridians.
The atmosphere around them grew increasingly oppressive.
Fu Ziyi stood a little distance away, leaning against the tree trunk, his gaze sometimes scanning the surroundings warily, sometimes glancing in the direction of the healing, muttering to himself, "What bad luck."
"Say it again!"
Shangguan Xi glanced at him, causing Fu Ziyi to immediately shut up.
Nangong Yu, looking wary, gripped his longsword and surveyed the surroundings.
He muttered under his breath, "Fu Ziyi, don't just stand around doing nothing. Be careful that the Ying family doesn't suddenly rush out. Then we'll see how you run away."
Fu Ziyi lazily raised an eyebrow: "If you really rush out, you'll definitely be the fastest runner."
Just as Nangong Yu was about to retort, she suddenly heard a few faint rustling sounds coming from afar.
His expression immediately changed, and he whispered, "Quiet, something is approaching."
Fu Ziyi immediately dropped his joking expression, staring sharply in the direction from which the sound came, his fingers unconsciously reaching for the dagger at his waist.
Shangguan Xi also tensed up, looking around.
Meanwhile, Xu Yuehuai's treatment entered a critical stage.
Her body trembled slightly, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead, but her complexion gradually regained some color.
Qi Guze's palm shone even brighter, and his spiritual power surged forth like a tide, flowing into Xu Yuehuai's meridians.
"There's one last gas leak, grit your teeth and hold on."
Qi Guze said in a low voice, his voice cold, yet with a hint of barely perceptible tenderness.
Xu Yuehuai closed her eyes and nodded gently.
She bit her lower lip, enduring the piercing pain, and felt the warm spiritual energy gradually expelling the poison from her body.
A moment later, she suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, which splattered on the ground with a hissing sound.
Upon seeing this, Qi Guze's brows relaxed slightly.
He withdrew his spiritual energy from his palm and said in a low voice, "Most of the poison has been cleared."
Xu Yuehuai raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her voice slightly hoarse: "Thank you."
Qi Guze stood up, about to speak, when suddenly a shrill scream came from afar, piercing everyone's eardrums.
"It's the Ying family!" Nangong Yu drew his longsword, his expression suddenly turning cold and fierce. "They've discovered us!"
Fu Ziyi gripped the dagger tightly and sneered, "Very well, we'll have to fight sooner or later anyway."
Xu Yuehuai had just stood up when she staggered slightly, but Qi Guze caught her.
He looked at her pale face and said in an unquestionable tone, "You stay behind and conserve your spiritual energy. Leave the rest to me."
Xu Yuehuai looked up at him, her gaze somewhat complicated, but she finally nodded.
Let's go.
"Avoid direct confrontation; we are not in a favorable position right now."
Nangong Yu stood ramrod straight, frowning as he looked around.
He held the sword in one hand and rested the other on his waist.
"Okay, I'll do as you say, let's go."
The group then found another way to leave.
The atmosphere among the group was somber throughout the journey.
"These Ying family members are all so difficult to deal with! If we hadn't arrived in time, Yuehuai and Fuziyi would have suffered terribly!"
Just then, footsteps sounded in the distance.
The dead branches beside the mountain path snapped underfoot, making a crisp sound.
Everyone turned around alertly and saw a young man in a blue robe walking slowly towards them.
He was handsome and belonged to the Ying family—Ying Ziping.
"Miss Xu..."
Ying Ziping stopped a few steps away, his gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally landing on Xu Yuehuai.
The sudden appearance of Ying Ziping, being a member of the Ying family, put everyone present on guard.
He slowly walked towards Xu Yuehuai.
Qi Guze stepped forward and blocked her way.
How did you end up here?
However, Ying Ziping did not answer directly.
Why did you have a conflict with the elders in your family? What exactly happened?
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu instantly flew into a rage.
He gripped his longsword tightly, took a sudden step forward, and said angrily, "Ying Ziping, how dare you ask? Don't you know about the dirty deeds of your Ying family? Stop pretending to be a good person!"
Ying Ziping was taken aback by these words, clearly not expecting to be criticized in this way.
He raised his hand to explain, but was abruptly interrupted by Nangong Yu.
"Stop pretending here!"
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