Fu Yunge lowered his head and softly comforted the girl in his arms: "Don't be afraid... No matter what happens, I will be by your side."
Tumi nodded and rubbed his soft cheek against Fu Yunge's clothes a few times.
She always believed in Fu Yunge, and it was precisely because of this that she could not give up.
Slowly leaving Fu Yunge's arms, Tumi wiped away her tears with her sleeves. Looking around, specks of ashes were scattered in the night sky, and the ruins in the distance were a cruel mess.
Fu Yunge looked directly at Tumi, and Tumi soon looked back at Fu Yunge. The two of them looked at each other in the sky full of embers, their heartbeats extremely quiet.
"Let me follow you, I won't cause any trouble." Tumi said seriously.
There was a hint of pity in the corners of Fu Yunge's eyes. He recalled what his master said that night, and his heart felt hot.
"...Okay. But you have to promise me that if there is danger, you must hide behind me." He lowered his head and grasped the hilt of the Piaomiao Sword tightly in his palm.
If the sword senses something, it will make a slight "choking" sound. Fu Yunge nodded, raised his eyebrows with his sword horizontally, and flashed with light.
Tumi stood behind him, feeling very satisfied and happy. Despite being in such a desperate situation, she still felt very at ease.
"In this case..." she whispered to herself, as if she had made a decision, "then I must not hold back."
Suddenly, there was a clear light, and two silver needles suddenly appeared in her palm. Fu Yunge heard something strange behind her, and when she was about to turn around, she saw that she had already inserted two needles into the fingertips of her palms, bleeding out.
"You...this is..." Fu Yunge was quite surprised and quickly ran to her.
If you look carefully, you can see that the two needles are very precise. One needle penetrates into the Yangchi point and the other into the Shaoshang point. The two points correspond like two stars. In Tumi's body, there seems to be a hidden power dormant and ready to wake up.
"Don't worry about me. Although dad won't let me use it, if you use it once in a while, it'll be fine..." Tumi's voice became weaker and weaker, like a patient with weakened vitality.
Fu Yunge was shocked when he saw this, and was about to raise his palm to convey her Qi, but he saw that Tumi's whole body was like a state of decline turning into strength, and it was sending out a fierce wind wave!
Fu Yunge was swept by such a strong wind and took a few steps back. He couldn't help but be amazed that Tumi, who didn't know any martial arts at all, actually exploded with power that was no less than his own at this moment!
The wind soon died down. Tumi didn't see anything strange. She quickly stepped forward and held Fu Yunge's hand. She giggled and stuck out her tongue: "It's okay. I used to bully my brother like this when I was little."
Fu Yunge still felt a little worried. After all, martial arts training follows principles, and a sudden increase in martial arts will most likely have side effects.
But Tumi didn't look worried at all. She grabbed Fu Yunge's hand and shook it, urging: "Don't be in a daze here, let's go find those bad guys to take revenge!"
Fu Yunge suddenly came to his senses and nodded quickly. The two of them sent Bo Wuque back to the house to settle down, and immediately ran outside quickly.
However, at the other end, the greatest force of righteousness has gradually declined under the attack of enemy forces.
Gongsun Tan's fierce battle with Yan Daju was interrupted midway by Lian Shui's intervention. The support behind him faded away one by one. At this moment, he was gradually exhausted, and he was in danger one after another.
With his anger, Gongsun Tan used all his martial arts skills and managed to defeat the two generals for dozens of rounds. His sword has been broken, and now he only has a half-broken sword to contend with, but it is already weakening.
Yan Da's double axes moved back and forth, and his water-collecting thin sword moved like a snake. Gongsun Tan walked among the weapons, but more enemy soldiers gradually surrounded him behind him.
The blood and sweat are like rain, and the mind is stretched. Gongsun Tan fended off Yan Da's huge ax several times, but he couldn't avoid the water-collecting thin sword. In the blink of an eye, two more wounds were added, and blood dripped into the dust.
His steps were unsteady. But he staggered and refused to fall. His will had surpassed that of the past.
Seeing that he was attacked from both sides, Gongsun Tan was exhausted. In the blink of an eye, his comrades were no longer seen, and they may have been killed in the enemy's tide.
"Drink!" He made a decisive decision and shouted loudly, no longer holding back.
Suddenly, a white mist suddenly rose up all around, and it was Gongsun Tan who threw out all his smoke bombs. There was chaos and confusion. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he had to kill at least one of them... before he could do anything!
After making a decision, Gongsun Tan waved his broken sword and ran in the direction of Yan Daju.
However, at this moment, a strong and deep force came from behind and grabbed the back of his neck!
Before Gongsun Tan could react, he was already dragged up into the air by the man. There was no white mist in the air, but Gongsun Tan could not see the man's face clearly because he was behind him.
"You, you are..." Gongsun Tan did not feel afraid. But the plan to die together failed, which made him panic and angry.
"You can do it and die without complaining." Behind him, Xiao Wuye said coldly.
In the black desert sky, Xiao Wuye's eyes turned cold.
With a little force in his hand, a burst of energy came out in shock. Gongsun Tan's spine was immediately destroyed, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
He was already dying, and he was even more unable to resist Xiao Wuye's pressure. Gongsun Tan died immediately, leaving only regrets and unable to calm down the vastness.
The blood is like beads, dripping into the yellow dust. Like the rain of tears from the sky, the voice of heroes has not been heard since.
Xiao Wuye watched coldly as the smoke below gradually dissipated. Gongsun Tan's pulse gradually disappeared and his body became cold.
He will never die with his eyes in peace.
Xiao Wuye pushed gently, and Gongsun Tan's body fell from the air. He had nothing to do here, so he turned around and headed towards the Shadow Master's ship, like a butterfly in a nightmare.
Without its mainstay, Shuanggan Town's last defense collapsed completely. The fierce battle turned into a massacre, and the blood was everywhere, adding to the horror of the blood mist.
And in an inconspicuous corner, two young people who were destined to be together were already at the final moment of separation.
Yan Yang dragged Lu Lu, and the two of them ran away, but they still couldn't escape the urging of death. Forced into a blind spot with half a shadow wall, Yan Yang grabbed a pole beside the wall and fought, firmly protecting Lu Lu behind him.
No matter what, Yan Yang is also a warrior of the Wine Alliance. With Yi Ren behind him, he used all his strength to defeat several enemy soldiers who were chasing him.
He was dripping with blood, and he felt like his body was about to fall apart, and he couldn't stop sweating.
The salty taste entered his mouth, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or sweat. But he knew that Lu Lu was still behind him, and as a good man in the wine alliance, he could never give up easily.
Just after struggling to knock down someone, he desperately raised his leg and kicked the person's crotch. A carrying pole can't kill anyone at all, so he can only rely on this slightly indiscriminate method, but on the battlefield, he can't care so much.
The enemy soldier who had just fallen down let out bursts of wailing, holding his crotch and rolling back and forth. He then used the pole to prop up the pole and carried the man far away.
