Before Lin Xihe could reach out to stop him, Gu Qinghuai had already nimbly dismounted, his movements swift and agile, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
After landing, he walked away into the distance without any hesitation.
Lin Xihe's eyes followed Gu Qinghuai closely, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to shout something, but ultimately she couldn't make a sound.
Gu Qinghuai's figure gradually blurred in the darkness, quickly merging into the thick night, leaving only a receding silhouette.
This battle seems inevitable.
Mu Ruoyan gave Lin Xihe a deep look, his gaze filled with complex emotions. Then, he turned and walked in the direction Gu Qinghuai had left, his steps unhurried yet carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression.
A moment later, the sound of fists and feet clashing suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the night.
The two exchanged blows, seemingly testing each other, their punches and kicks carried a degree of caution.
Suddenly, Mu Ruoyan flashed and quickly drew the soft sword from her waist. The sword danced like a serpent, making a hissing sound.
Seeing this, Gu Qinghuai lightly touched the ground with his toes, steadily picked up the sword on the ground, reached out and grabbed the hilt, and drew the sword from its sheath. With a "clang", the cold sword light flashed in the darkness, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Gu Qinghuai stood with his sword in hand, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at Mu Ruoyan. He swung his sword at Mu Ruoyan, the sword's momentum swift, cutting through the air with a whooshing sound.
Mu Ruoyan immediately assumed a defensive stance, her soft sword forming a barrier to continuously deflect Gu Qinghuai's attacks. The blade bent and rebounded with each deflection, gleaming with a cold light.
Gu Qinghuai launched several attacks, but Mu Ruoyan blocked them all.
"General Gu, you're quite a fighter?"
Mu Ruoyan had just blocked Gu Qinghuai's fierce sword attack with the blade of her sword when she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a mocking smile, and spoke provocatively.
"No need for nonsense, you despicable villain, you insulted my wife and plotted against me, today I will settle all scores with you." Gu Qinghuai gritted his teeth, each word bursting out from between his teeth, each move carrying the momentum of certain death, each sword aimed at Mu Ruoyan's vital points.
Under Gu Qinghuai's fierce attack, Mu Ruoyan gradually showed signs of being unable to resist and began to retreat.
Lin Xihe's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was now slightly relieved.
She had initially thought Mu Ruoyan was incredibly skilled in martial arts, given the exceptional abilities of his subordinates. She was filled with worry, fearing Gu Qinghuai wouldn't be able to withstand the attack, and that her lack of foresight might have harmed him after their escape. She was incredibly anxious and uneasy.
But when he thought of Gu Qinghuai as the dignified General Zhenyuan of the Great Hao Dynasty, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart, and he felt that his kung fu must be extremely good.
Under Gu Qinghuai's onslaught, Mu Ruoyan's defeat became increasingly apparent, and her breathing became rapid.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when the two were apart, he arrogantly said again, "Your wife? You don't deserve her. She's mine."
Gu Qinghuai didn't speak again, but his eyes grew colder and colder. He wielded his sword faster and more accurately, each strike filled with endless hatred, as if he wanted to kill Mu Ruoyan immediately.
He lunged forward with lightning speed, his sword tracing a sharp arc as he slashed fiercely at Mu Ruoyan. The strike was powerful and heavy, and Mu Ruoyan couldn't withstand it, forced to retreat several steps. Her shoes scraped against the ground with a harsh sound, and finally, unable to hold on any longer, she knelt on one knee, raising a cloud of dust.
Immediately afterward, Gu Qinghuai flashed forward, quickly closing in, his sword pressed directly against Mu Ruoyan's chest, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.
"Mu Ruoyan, your father overestimated his abilities and allowed his men to frequently cause trouble on the border, which I conquered. It was because you were not skilled enough that you insisted on revenge. It's one thing to deal with me, but why bully my people?"
Gu Qinghuai's tone was cold, his eyes were full of hatred, and he seemed to exude a layer of frost.
If Mu Ruoyan were to openly and fairly challenge him, even if Mu Ruoyan was in the wrong, he would accept it as long as he had the ability to defeat or even kill him.
He was first surrounded by dozens of people, and then tortured by being poisoned with Gu, but even so, he did not feel such hatred.
What he found most unbearable was that Mu Ruoyan had kidnapped his fiancée and forcibly taken her as his own.
Hatred surged in his heart, and Gu Qinghuai tightened his grip slightly, bringing the sword one step closer to Mu Ruoyan's heart.
"Qinghuai".
Just then, Lin Xihe's voice came from afar.
Seeing Gu Qinghuai and Mu Ruoyan facing off, Lin Xihe ran towards them without hesitation.
Her gaze was fixed on Mu Ruoyan, who was kneeling on the ground.
The man who was once arrogant and domineering now looked rather disheveled, kneeling on one knee, completely devoid of his former imposing manner.
Gu Qinghuai noticed Lin Xihe approaching, and the tense lines around his body relaxed slightly. He stretched out his long arm, his movements gentle yet carrying an undeniable strength, and gently pulled Lin Xihe to his side, bringing her into his safe zone in an absolutely protective posture.
Mu Ruoyan, who was hiding in the shadows, saw Lin Xihe and a smile appeared on her lips: "You've come to save me? You don't want me to die?"
Lin Xihe looked at the man in front of her, a man she had once feared and loathed, her heart churning with emotions that were hard to describe.
The days when he made things difficult for me and controlled me flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, but now, seeing him in such a sorry state, I didn't feel the exhilaration I had expected, but rather a complex mix of emotions.
"Come back with me."
Mu Ruoyan seemed oblivious to his precarious situation, staring intently at Lin Xihe with an almost morbid obsession, as if everything would return to the track he desired if she nodded.
Gu Qinghuai looked at Mu Ruoyan's appearance with a hint of disgust in his eyes, but when he turned to look at Lin Xihe, his gaze instantly became gentle and tender, and his voice unconsciously softened: "Xihe, stop looking, let's go back first."
His tone was full of heartache and concern, a stark contrast to the sharp edge he had displayed just moments before.
Lin Xihe slowly withdrew her gaze from Mu Ruoyan and looked at Gu Qinghuai, her eyes gradually becoming firm: "Qinghuai, kill him."
Her voice was very soft, without a trace of emotion, so calm that one could not detect any of her past resentment.
Upon hearing this, Mu Ruoyan was taken aback at first, then chuckled softly, her laughter tinged with self-mockery: "You hate me that much?"
Lin Xihe turned her gaze to him again, her expression as calm and unfathomable as a still lake: "What do you think?"
These four words were uttered lightly, yet they struck Mu Ruoyan's heart like a heavy hammer, instantly freezing his smile.
Gu Qinghuai did not want Lin Xihe to have any further verbal entanglements with Mu Ruoyan, fearing that she would be hurt again.
He gently patted Lin Xihe's shoulder and said softly, "Xihe, turn around and don't let these bloody scenes taint your eyes."
Lin Xihe nodded and slowly turned around.
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