Zheng Quchi felt that her life was about to end. When her heavy eyelids couldn't stop drooping, she suddenly felt someone approaching her. She thought it was Mo Ye. Feeling resentful and disgusted, a surge of strength surged through her body, and she struggled to get away. The other party stretched out his hand, but was held firmly and gently in his arms, and then a breath of oxygen was forcefully poured into him.
She suddenly opened a pair of amber eyes, but when she saw someone so close, she was stunned.
...Not Moye.
It’s Yuan Xingzhou!
He looked at her, and in his unblinking eyes, there were deep and complex emotions that she couldn't see through. He held her face in his hands, stopping all her resistance, and after giving her a breath of oxygen , and he pecked her lovingly and gently on the lips to show comfort.
Zheng Quchi was about to faint, not only because of his actions that exceeded the rules, but also because of the excessive blood loss and exhaustion of his physical strength.
But at this time, she was peacefully unconscious, which was completely different from the previous feeling of being helpless and waiting for death.
It seems that she has been waiting for someone, and now she has finally arrived...
Seeing his prey being snatched away, Mo Ye became furious and reached out to snatch it away. However, he was kicked away by Yuan Xingzhou and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He stared at Yuan Xingzhou with splitting eyes. Following Zheng Quchi, he floated to the surface...
——
The water flowed down from the top of the hair, and a slender, wet figure walked out of the lake. He held a bloody figure in his arms and stepped ashore step by step.
The shore was already surrounded by Julu troops who were looking at him eagerly. They surrounded him, holding hard and cold weapons in their hands.
However, he turned a blind eye to the existence of these people.
The person in her arms still had a weak breath. If he hadn't arrived in time, she would have been in danger, whether she was buried in the lake or fell into Mo Ye's hands.
"Yuan Xingzhou?"
None of them recognized His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of Ye Jun, but seeing his expensive attire, even though he had taken off his armor, the fine embroidery on his body and the unusual texture of his clothes made them guess that this person's identity was not simple.
Looking at the hidden weapon wound on her hand that was still bleeding, he knew that this thing was vicious, so he put her gently on the ground.
She is a craftsman, so why are her hands so important?
But they wanted to destroy her.
He caressed her injured arm with an expressionless expression, and removed the tight cloth strips, because in the coma, her muscles relaxed, and the hidden weapon pierced into her arm was not as tight as before.
He took out the dagger and quickly made a cut on her arm. Without blinking, he dug the heel of his hand into the flesh until he touched the sharp edges of the hidden weapon.
It is stuck upside down in the flesh. To pull it out, you need to close the "petals" of the hook first.
However, the design of this concealed weapon is extremely sensitive. If she uses other sharp tools to dig or pry, her arm will be really useless, unless the several barbs that pierce into her flesh can be raised together.
There is no instrument in this world that can be as sensitive as the hand, so Yuan Xingzhou directly uses his hand as a weapon. Even if the "petals" of the concealed weapon are as thin as sharp blades and the blood bleeds and the skin is torn, he still has gloomy eyes and does not show any pain. The color of the flower, close its branched parts into the shape of a flower bud, and then pull it out smoothly.
The hand he used to dig out the hidden weapon could no longer tell the severity of the injury. Blood and flesh were thickly hanging on it, including her blood and his own blood.
After pulling out the concealed weapon, he quickly took out the hemostatic medicine and applied it on her, stopping the bloodshot from the white flesh before bandaging it up.
As for the other injuries on her body, they are not fatal yet. The Julu Army will no longer wait for him to deal with them slowly, and the bloodthirsty and violent patience in his heart has run out.
He didn't even look at the injury on his hand. He took Zheng Quchi's hand, hooked it around his neck, supported him up, and stood up with his back on his back.
"Yuan Xingzhou! Cough cough cough..."
Behind him, Mo Ye broke out of the water. His old injuries had not healed yet but he had new ones. So he was supported by others. He choked with water in his throat and couldn't help but bend over and cough. Behind him was a Red Blood Army.
"Adjutant Mo!"
The surrounding Julu Army had already figured out Yuan Xingzhou's identity at this time, and the two sides surrounded Yuan Xingzhou and the unconscious Zheng Quchi.
Seeing that he had already treated Zheng Quchi's fatal injuries, the hidden weapon was pulled out, and his horrible hand... Moye was surprised for a moment, and felt that this Yuan Xingzhou was very extraordinary.
At first, he had clearly faced Xizawa's army, but now he appeared here safe and sound.
Secondly, the hidden weapon shot by the red blood weapon is not something ordinary people can pry into its secrets and pull out smoothly.
That's all for Zheng Quchi. How could he, Yuan Xingzhou, find the trick so quickly?
"Yuan Xingzhou, if you don't want to die, hand him over." Mo Ye stretched out his hand towards him, as if asking for his own things.
Yuan Xingzhou smiled, his scarlet eyes slightly curved, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of Shura slaughter: "Why should I hand over my people to you?"
Mo Ye tilted his head and put on a ridiculous expression: "Who is yours? Oh, Yuan Xingzhou, who do you think is yours? You are a prince who is about to destroy the country, a dead man... How dare you Xiao misses her?"
For the last sentence, he clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words through his breath.
"Dead person? Indeed, His Highness crawled back from hell."
Yuan Xingzhou was originally equipped with a three-pointed spear when he went to the battlefield, but it disappeared with his armor. Now he is wearing wet clothes and light armor.
He took out a pair of pure white silk gloves from his clothes and put them on his hands, and took out a soft sword from his waist: "Moye, you deserve to die for coveting her, but you deserve to die even more for hurting her——"
As soon as the word "Le" fell, an afterimage passed in front of everyone's eyes. The Julu Army in the front row showed no reaction at all, and fell to the ground blankly with a red streak around their necks.
His martial arts skills are simply astounding.
Even with a big living person like Zheng Quchi on his back, he could still enter and exit three times, killing people invisibly.
"shoot--"
Seeing that he was not easy to deal with, the Red Blood Army immediately fired hidden weapons. Yuan Xingzhou hooked with his toes and pulled up a corpse, blocking the wave of shots. In the next second, he had flashed in front of people with a sparkling cold light. , separating people from them, his sword strokes are like windless water, as smooth as glass.
puff--
A large amount of blood spattered out, dyeing the surrounding Red Blood Army and Julu Army red. They were stunned and stunned.
His murderous methods were simply horrifying. Those who saw him from a distance were frightened to death. Those who were close to him were even more terrified and couldn't help but retreat.
However, their intention to retreat was stopped by Mo Ye's loud shout: "Whoever dares to take another step back will be dealt with by military law!"
Mo Ye's eyes were turbulent. He stared at Yuan Xingzhou in front of him. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. His actions when killing people, the cruel moves he used with his sword, and his excited and crazy state when killing people... (End of this chapter)
