In the instant she turned around, Lin Xihe's gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, uncontrollably drifting towards Mu Ruoyan, who was kneeling on the ground.
The dim, yellowish light cast a long, slanted shadow of him, making him appear particularly dejected.
Mu Ruoyan instantly caught the gaze she was directed at. Her eyes, which had been filled with a disheveled look, suddenly became dark and unfathomable, with complex emotions surging within them, making them difficult to understand.
This man had entered her dreams countless times, transforming into a hideous demon, dragging her into an endless abyss, causing her to wake up from nightmares on countless nights, filled with hatred.
But now, standing at the crossroads of life and death, she felt a strange, indescribable feeling welling up inside her.
Lin Xihe knew better than anyone else that Gu Qinghuai had suffered too much torment from Mu Ruoyan. How could those pains be easily erased?
Gu Qinghuai would never let go of the person who had brought them endless pain, but the struggle in her heart was like wild grass sprouting in spring, spreading wildly in her heart and she could not suppress it no matter what.
"Qinghuai..."
Lin Xihe opened her mouth, her expression showing some hesitation and doubt.
Gu Qinghuai frowned slightly as he looked at Lin Xihe's expression, noticing her hesitation.
He suppressed the unease in his heart and tried to soften his voice: "What's wrong?"
"Sever his... tendons in his hands and feet."
Lin Xihe bit her lower lip and uttered the words with difficulty.
Upon hearing this, Mu Ruoyan's body stiffened abruptly, then she slowly lowered her head, but couldn't help but smile slightly.
He had just told Lin Xihe that even if he won, he didn't want to hurt her, so he would only sever Gu Qinghuai's tendons.
So, does Lin Xihe's statement at this moment mean that she also doesn't want to die?
He thought that if he died, Lin Xihe would probably be sad.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qinghuai felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, his heart sinking: "And what about after cutting off the enemy?"
"Then....."
Lin Xihe sensed the suppressed anger in Gu Qinghuai's words, and her voice trembled involuntarily: "And then you...you also...tortured him."
“I don’t need it. I just want him dead.”
Gu Qinghuai's tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation: "Xihe, turn around and look at me."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xihe seemed to be frozen in place, and slowly turned around.
Her head was hanging very low, resting on Gu Qinghuai's chest, and she couldn't lift it up no matter what.
"Xihe, he cannot live."
As Gu Qinghuai spoke, he thrust his sword with resolute force toward Mu Ruoyan's chest.
Lin Xihe could clearly see that the veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the sword, were bulging, indicating that he was using considerable force.
Lin Xihe could naturally understand Gu Qinghuai's deep-seated hatred. She still didn't look up, but obediently nodded again, as if she was trying to convince herself one last time.
Mu Ruoyan was not surprised by this. He thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile that even if Lin Xihe did not want him to die for a moment, compared with Gu Qinghuai, he was probably nothing in her heart.
Thinking this, he slowly tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
Just then, a rustling sound came from the darkness, like the flapping of an owl's wings.
Immediately afterwards, countless arrows flew towards the three of them from their hiding place like meteors.
Gu Qinghuai reacted extremely quickly, instantly pulling Lin Xihe tightly into his arms. At the same time, he swiftly withdrew the sword that had just pierced Mu Ruoyan's chest, waving it left and right, the sword shadows flashing like an impenetrable barrier, blocking the flying arrows.
Mu Ruoyan, who was kneeling on the ground, rose like a cheetah at this critical moment, her soft sword dancing in her hand, turning into streaks of silver light to block the rain of arrows shot from the shadows.
"There's no one on the west side, take her away."
While deflecting the arrows, Mu Ruoyan calmly shouted, her hands never stopping.
In the blink of an eye, another volley of arrows rained down, their sharp arrowheads gleaming with a chilling light in the dim moonlight.
Gu Qinghuai and Mu Ruoyan wielded their swords with impenetrable speed, deflecting every arrow with a clanging sound and sparks flying everywhere.
Gu Qinghuai knew that this place was not a place to stay for long. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for an opportunity to break through. He held Lin Xihe tightly with his arms, as if afraid that she would be hurt in the slightest.
However, before they could even take a step to escape, a group of men in black emerged from all directions like ghosts and surrounded them.
These men in black exuded a chilling aura, their steps steady, clearly indicating they were well-trained assassins.
"Mu Ruoyan, is she one of yours?"
Looking at the scene before her, Lin Xihe felt a sense of unease and couldn't help but ask Mu Ruoyan.
"Silly girl, I'm in there too."
Mu Ruoyan's lips curled up slightly, her tone was relaxed, and her eyes were full of disdain, clearly showing that she did not take these people seriously.
Then, he lowered his voice and said, "I'll hold them off for a bit, you guys head west."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qinghuai's tone was full of disdain: "You?"
Looking at the densely packed group of men in black before him, he roughly estimated that there were more than thirty or forty of them. He thought to himself, Mu Ruoyan had just been beaten into a sorry state by him, and now she was shamelessly saying that she would hold off these people. She really didn't know her own limitations.
Thinking this, he unconsciously tightened his grip on Lin Xihe's hand, watching the surroundings warily.
Mu Ruoyan ignored Gu Qinghuai's questioning. As the man in black approached, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he lightly touched the ground with his toes, shooting out like a black lightning bolt.
The sword in his hand drew a graceful arc in the air, and in an instant, hot blood spurted from the necks of the three men in black who were close to him, and their bodies fell straight to the ground like kites with broken strings.
After dealing with the three, Mu Ruoyan did not stop his attack. He moved as if he were in an empty field, wielding his sword wildly in the crowd. Each swing was accompanied by a scream and a man in black falling down.
Lin Xihe stared wide-eyed at the bloody and shocking scene before her, speechless with astonishment.
She felt that in no more than thirty seconds, more than a dozen people on the other side had already fallen into pools of blood.
Gu Qinghuai was originally prepared to step forward to defend against the enemy, but when he saw Mu Ruoyan's amazing skills, he was stunned for a moment. Then he reacted and, taking advantage of the chaos among the men in black, pulled Lin Xihe and quickly retreated to the west.
"What kind of trash dares to attempt to assassinate me?"
Mu Ruoyan roared as he charged into the crowd like a mad beast, his sword brimming with killing intent. The men in black fell one after another under his attack, their blood staining the ground red.
Several men in black tried to chase after Gu Qinghuai and Lin Xihe, but Gu Qinghuai easily dealt with them.
His swordsmanship was equally fierce, each strike precisely hitting the enemy's vital points.
After walking a little over a hundred meters, the sounds of fighting behind them gradually subsided.
Lin Xihe turned around in a panic and saw that the ground was littered with corpses lying in disarray. Amidst this bloody scene, only Mu Ruoyan's tall and imposing figure stood proudly.
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