"Run...faster..."
Those two words, like the faintest feather, gently brushed past Xiao Che's ear, yet like two red-hot iron cones, fiercely chiseled into the depths of his soul.
He held the rapidly cooling body in his arms, his mind went blank with a "buzz".
Time, space, sound... everything vanished from him in that instant. In his world, only the woman in his arms remained, her face rapidly turning pale, her breath so faint as to be almost inaudible.
That black, poisoned arrow, like a hideous brand, was deeply etched in his pupils, burning every nerve in his body.
how so?
Why is this happening?
Why did she lunge at him? That stupid woman… didn't she know that arrow was aimed at her? Why would she use her own body to save his life?!
Xiao Che held the gradually cooling Lin Wanwan, his body stiff as a block of ice that had stood for millennia. Trembling, he reached out his hand, stained with her blood, and slowly, with an almost morbid caution, checked her breath.
No……
There was nothing there...
That faint, almost imperceptible breath, like the sharpest ice blade, instantly pierced through all his strength and pretense, and fiercely stabbed into the softest part of his heart.
An unprecedented, overwhelming fear, capable of utterly engulfing him, gripped his heart like countless icy ghostly hands reaching out from the deepest hell, pulling him madly downwards and dragging him into an endless abyss.
The area above his head that had always been filled with bizarre and ever-changing emojis completely collapsed at this moment.
All the cartoon images, all the funny text, and all the witty remarks shattered into dust in an instant.
Instead, there was a huge, vibrant red, dynamic heart.
However, the next second, a hideous, black crack, like lightning, suddenly ripped across the very center of the heart!
"Snap—"
With a sound that seemed to shatter the very soul, the bright red heart split in two, slowly and irrevocably breaking apart.
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He never imagined that heartbreak could truly hurt.
The pain was so intense that he couldn't breathe, so intense that it felt as if an invisible hand was kneading and tearing at his internal organs, so intense that he was almost about to die alive in this desolate forest.
He slowly, very slowly raised his head, his deep, dark eyes looking in the direction the arrow had come from—the dense thicket of bushes.
All the emotions in his eyes—shock, confusion, sadness, and pain—vanished in that instant, like clouds scattered by a raging wind.
Only...
All that remained was an intensely cold, utterly pure killing intent, seemingly emanating from the deepest depths of the Netherworld!
That was no longer the look of a human being. It was the look of someone who had annihilated gods and Buddhas, whose gaze had turned all things to ashes! It was the true wrath of an emperor, a wrath that could make the entire world tremble!
"ah--!"
A roar, suppressed to the extreme yet filled with endless pain and violence, erupted from the deepest part of his throat!
That voice was no longer his usual cold tone, but a desperate and frantic roar of revenge, like that of a wounded lone wolf after witnessing the tragic death of its mate!
The sound waves rolled on, spreading throughout the desolate forest, startling countless birds and causing leaves to fall in a rustling sound.
With his roar, the darkness that had been lurking around him finally revealed its hideous face.
"Shh..."
The sound of clothes rustling against the grass echoed from all directions.
Dozens of assassins dressed in black night clothes, their faces covered with veils, revealing only pairs of cold eyes, appeared silently from the forest like demons crawling out of hell, surrounding him and Lin Wanwan in his arms.
In their hands they held sharp blades that gleamed with a cold light, and each of them exuded a strong aura of blood and killing intent.
The leader of the assassins looked at Xiao Che, who was surrounded in the center, and a cruel smile appeared in his eyes. In his eyes, the prey in front of him was already fish on his chopping board.
A sickly emperor whose internal organs were damaged.
An empress who has been poisoned and is in a coma, her fate unknown.
This is an incredible favor that just came to us!
They grinned maliciously, slowly approaching step by step, the blades in their hands reflecting a deathly light in the dim forest. They reveled in this cat-and-mouse game, enjoying the despair and powerlessness that this supreme ruler displayed before them.
However, what they saw was not despair.
Surrounded by people, Xiao Che gently and tenderly laid the unconscious Lin Wanwan on the ground covered with fallen leaves, as if she were a rare treasure.
He even carefully tidied her disheveled hair, gently tucking a strand of hair stained with blood behind her ear.
Then he stood up.
He slowly and steadily drew the sword from his waist.
It was an ancient longsword that didn't seem to have much decoration, but the moment the blade was drawn, a chilling glint of light made the surrounding temperature seem to drop even further.
The lead assassin sneered when he saw his appearance: "What? You're about to die, and you still want to resist?"
Xiao Che did not answer him.
He simply raised his head and calmly looked at them with his eyes, which were now completely filled with murderous intent.
The moment he drew his sword, the broken heart image above his head finally disappeared completely.
Instead, a brand new, enormous, terrifying graphic filled the entire emoji area with bloodshed and the flames of revenge!
It was a gigantic, blazing... Eye of Vengeance!
In the very center of the pupil was a miniature image of Lin Wanwan, struck by an arrow and falling. And from that pupil, line after line of bright red…tears of blood flowed continuously!
Beneath that vengeful eye, dripping with blood and tears, lay only a line of chillingly cold text, filled with an unyielding madness and venomous hatred:
No matter who you are, I want you... reduced to ashes!
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