But it's all come to this point, it's just a little bit away from killing Yu Wensheng-

Kill this patron saint of Ye Kingdom, and kill this biggest "roadblock" and "stumbling block" that hinders them from stepping onto the land of Ye Kingdom......

After all their efforts, the opportunity is rare, and they are very unwilling to let go of such a great opportunity.

"Bring the arrows!"

One of the good shooters took a short bow and shouted, "Come closer, protect me!" , then stretched out his bow and aimed at Yu Wensheng's position.

His idea was that even if he sacrificed some people, he would have to solve Yu Wensheng, the great enemy of the Southern Chen Kingdom.

The most fragile parts of the human body include the head, heart, throat, spleen and kidneys...... It is true that he can't shoot an arrow in the shadows and shatter his skull with one blow, but at such a close distance, he doesn't believe he can't shoot.

When he narrowed one eye, General Nan Chen confidently aimed the arrow at Yu Wensheng, and swept his eyes coldly.

Obviously, he was so weak and stubborn and unyielding before, but at this moment, his eyes were terrifying, like a poisonous snake, staring at the living thing in front of him, which made people shudder.

His legs had been soaked with blood by Mu Da, and he lowered his body leisurely and stretched out his left hand, only to see that the slender white and slender fingers were gently pulled, and the extremely hard iron shackles were broken, and he slowly straightened up again, and met his gaze again.

In the meantime, the wind of the canyon faintly drained from between his brows, and the messy hair that had fluttered up covered it again, and under the shadow, the corners of his lips, which were redder than blood, were torn up, and the pupils of his eyes were like a black hole, without any sense of light, like something dark, dead and gloomy.

The terror silently spread around, and a stream of blood suddenly rushed up to the top of his head, and the general's head "buzzed", and his legs trembled even more, and he couldn't hold on to his hands.

"He's—he's pretending, he's going to kill, quick, run......

The general dropped his bow and arrows, twisted his head, and fled as if he were frightened.

"Heha......

Yu Wensheng shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help laughing, the wind blew his half-dried bloody clothes fluttering, the wind sand and rocks, and his aura was like a majestic torrent, extremely oppressive and powerful, and it revealed a chill that tore the soul apart.

Originally, these people began to coax, but now they were startled by the general's scream of terror, and they were instantly frightened, and one person fled, and the morale of thousands of people was suddenly lost.

The name "Living Yama" is not only spread in the Ye Kingdom itself, but also in the other seven kingdoms, and his image as a killing god is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

None of them wanted to die here, especially if they were killed by the "Living Yama", so they all abandoned their armor and dragged their soldiers, and chose a crazy way to flee.

Looking at Nan Chenjun who was fleeing in a panic, Yu Wensheng turned his head sideways, and his eyes looking at their backs revealed an incomprehensible look.

And just when these Southern Chen troops were "deceived", "intimidated", "killed the leader" and "fox fake tiger might" by Yu Wensheng and Zheng Quqi, they dispersed in a hurry, and Zheng Quqi eagerly stood up from behind the cover.

The four Xuanjia soldiers behind her also appeared, and they looked at the chaotic Nanchen army below with a confused expression, they obviously had so many people, but because they had no backbone, they lost their command, and they became headless flies.

"Husband, ma'am, we made it!" They shouted excitedly and excitedly.

"I never dreamed that we could defeat thousands of Nanchen troops with such a small number of people......

"yes, this battle is one of the most legendary battles of my life."

Zheng Quqi didn't respond to them, she only stared at Yu Wensheng below, not for a moment.

Yu Wensheng felt a warm and focused gaze, and his unpredictable eyes shifted between gentle and harmless.

He held his broken arm, raised his head to look at the woman standing in the backlight, he was pale at this time, bathed in blood and made a pilgrimage, he showed a pure and sickly smile in her direction: "Thank you, Madame, for saving your husband."

He tilted his head up, his perfect mandible and long neck formed a graceful line, and his thin and slender body was as miserable and regretful as a fairy in the wind, like a beautiful picture that made people heartbroken and heart-wrenching.

Although the beauty of such a scene of war damage did not confuse Zheng Quqi's eyes, it aroused her compassionate.

They weren't close, and his voice wouldn't reach her ears if it wasn't louder, but she could probably understand what he was saying when she looked at the shape of his mouth.

Zheng Quqi saw that he was so miserable, and thanked himself, and suddenly his heart was mixed.

She couldn't help but start to reflect on the decision she had made before, did she have to let him suffer this crime? Is there no other way?

Was she too cruel, too cold, too cruel to him?

And Runtu They got up from the ground, and finally saw the person who appeared on the high place, and they only felt that what was happening in front of them was simply incredible. The key arrow that broke the deadlock and allowed them to escape, the domineering shooting that protected the general and killed him alive and dead, was it really all done by the general's wife?

Although they thought this matter was too shocking, seeing that the turtle crossbow in her hand was still not put down, even if it was impossible, excluding other impossibilities, it was the only accurate answer.

Zheng Quqi asked someone to drive the car and rushed down.

She handed the turtle crossbow to the Xuanjia Army, and then rushed to Yu Wensheng's side, he saw a nervous look on her face mixed with worry, guilt and eagerness, and his heart was finally satisfied.

As she approached, he leaned forward slightly, leaning limply on top of her, knowing that she was different from the other women, and that she had enough strength to support him.

Sure enough, although Zheng Quqi's technique was rusty, he held him up steadily, letting him lean on himself without falling to the ground.

"Yu Wensheng, Yu Wensheng, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?"

Zheng Quqi shouted twice, and seeing that he didn't respond, he simply didn't fake his hands, directly bent down and picked him up, and walked quickly to the carriage.

Runtu was beside them, and when they saw this, they hurriedly followed suit, but at this moment, Zheng Quqi had no intention of paying attention to their expressions, otherwise he would find that the expressions of each one were indescribable, speechless.

They were closest just now, and they wanted to rush up to express their concern as soon as possible, but the general's faint suffocating look made them stand there in a daze, inexplicable.

At that time, although the general's face was completely bloody, pale and pale, the splashed blood stains made him completely evil and ferocious, which made them frightened......

But all this was not until the lady appeared...... And he changed.

He suddenly became both kind and weak, as if he were the worst and most pitiful man in the world......

Zheng Quqi hurriedly carried the person back into the carriage, and then commanded the Xuanjia army to pull out the seat of the Panlong carriage as a lying board, as long as there are some soft cushions on it, it can be completely like a small bed to lie down comfortably.

Zheng Quqi didn't know how to use medicine, so he asked them who would see the injury, and Runtu volunteered to come forward to check it.

"How's his injury?" Zheng Quqi asked with a pair of eyes wide.

After briefly examining the general's wounds, Runtu hesitated, "...... It's fine."

Zheng Quqi listened with some disbelief: "What do you mean it's okay? How could this be, he shed so much blood."

He has become a blood-stained person, how can it be the fluttering word "okay"?

"It's just ......" didn't hurt the point.

Runtu had just checked under the general's clothes, and found that there was a close-fitting soft armor inside, so the sharpness and bluntness of the sharp weapon greatly reduced the power, and there was no wound that could make the general bleed so much......

Therefore, according to his guess, the blood on his body was splashed on him by others, which caused this tragic injury.

But before he could tell the general's wife, he saw the general open a pair of "weak" eyes, glance at him meaningfully, and then close them again.

This process lasted very short, and the attention of the general's wife was full again

Lieutenant was on top of the general's injuries, so he didn't notice.

And Runtu's truth was broken like this, he couldn't go against the general's will, but he couldn't tell him to lie to the general's wife.

So he simply blurred some of the facts, but told the truth: "The general's most serious injury at the moment is this right hand, and it needs to be applied as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause difficulties in the sensitivity of the right hand in the future."

As for the injuries on the legs and the injuries on the body, they look quite serious, but in fact they are all skin injuries, and in terms of the general's physique, they can be recovered by only taking medicine and resting.

Zheng Quqi looked at his injured hand, frowned, and said, "Then will you heal?"

"I only have some medicine around me, and only some simple treatment, I'm sorry, ma'am." Runtu replied apologetically.

"It's simple, it's simple, you give him medicine first, I'll go outside and find a sturdy log, and fix his severed hand first, so as to save more injuries." Zheng Quqi said.

"Okay, my subordinates will do it immediately."

After this incident, Runtu not only treated the general's wife differently, but simply obeyed her, in addition to the general, the general's wife will also become his loyal person in the future.

Soon, Runtu cleaned Yu Wensheng's wound and applied gold sore medicine, bandaged it, and changed him into a set of clean clothes.

When Zheng Quqi came back, what he saw was a weak willow supporting the wind, and he was worried about two spirits and a sick body...... The man's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were weakly closed, and he was unusually weak.

"Madam, the general's wounds have been taken care of for the time being, and the rest will be left to you."

Runtu and the others retired and left the carriage to them.

Zheng Quqi looked at Yu Wensheng who was dressed in white, with a white face and white lips, he was now as miserable as a ghost, and she whispered: "If you believe me, you really believe it, and try your best to create opportunities for me......

Before, she used her mouth to say silently, "Trust me."

"You believe you, and I do...... Madame, are you doing well for your husband?" Yu Wensheng suddenly opened his eyes.

With his eyes open and his eyes closed, there is a big difference, with his eyes closed, he completely shows his temperament with a demonic face of Mizuki Qinghua, and once he opens his eyes, even if he deliberately restricts his momentum, his innate powerful aura is still uncomfortable.

"Are you awake?"

Zheng Quqi was startled at first, and then saw that he sometimes frowned slightly, sometimes inhaled, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, so he knew that the wound must be painful.

But she couldn't stop the pain, so she took out the freshly wet handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood and sweat off his face.

When his face was flawless, she saw the pair of gorgeous "Phoenix Tears", and found a red scarf tied to his eyes from his pile of bloody clothes.

She knew that he cared about this very much, and he also carried a mask on his body at all times, or else this kind of scarf to cover it.

"Good...... You're doing a great job."

She gently lifted the back of his head with one hand, brought his face close to herself, and tied the red scarf in a knot at the back for him.

Yu Wensheng's face was almost buried in Zheng Quqi's chest, his snort was full of her breath and taste, such an intimate and warm contact made his whole body suddenly freeze, and even his breathing stopped at that moment.

After tying it up, Zheng Quqi gently placed his head back again: "Anyway...... Thank you for your hard work."

He followed her eyes, trying to find the emotion in them and the emotion he longed for, and asked her uncertainly, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

He seemed to have asked this before, but Zheng Quqi avoided talking about it at that time and diverted the topic.

But now, she folded the wet cloth dyed red, put it aside, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not so ruthless, you're hurt like this, and I'm indifferent."

Yu Wensheng continued to ask, "How distressed is it? Is it more distressing than the last time I was injured?"

"What do you do with these?" Zheng Quqi listened with a wry smile.

Yu Wensheng lowered his eyes: "Before

I have heard the Master say that I want to sow seeds in your heart, and I only hope that I can generate ten thousand acres of fertile land, and I want to weave cloth in your mind, and I only hope that you will see sincerity and faith, and no longer regard me as a beast of prey, and I care about these because I care."

He was always restrained and restrained in front of her, he didn't want to do this, but involuntarily, he tied his hands and feet, willing not to resist, but not without asking for anything in return.

Hearing these words, Zheng Quqi's heart suddenly set off a thousand waves, she pursed her lips, and asked him in an astringent voice, "Why are you ...... Do you care so much about what I think? You...... Do you like me?"

As soon as the last sentence was asked, she regretted it, she felt that she was impulsive, she felt that she must have been in the water in her brain, how could she ask him that......

"Like?" Yu Wensheng was stunned for a moment, then understood the meaning a little, and he asked, "What is liking?" Do you like me?"

There was obviously nothing in his eyes, like the abyss of the deep well, and there was not a glimmer of light.

"......".

Sure enough, I was self-inflicted!