Chapter Eighty-Three: Life Hangs by a Thread
"Ye Ningxiang, I'll drag this person, just find the right time to run away from the side. Mu Jingyuan stood in front of Ye Ningxiang, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, ready to die.
Ye Ningxiang didn't reply, and directly crossed Mu Jingyuan and attacked Rumo, in the end, he had learned martial arts from a martial arts master, and Ye Ningxiang did not see defeat within five moves. Mu Jingyuan was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, only to see the long sword stabbed at him as quickly as lightning in ink.
Ye Ningxiang didn't hesitate for a moment to hold Mu Jingyuan tightly into her arms, letting the cold blade go straight through her shoulder and pierce her chest.
It turned out that this was what she felt when the sword stabbed her body, and she didn't feel much pain, but she felt that there was a slender and hard thing across her chest, and the coldness was incompatible with the warmth of her body. From time to time, warm fluid oozed from her chest and back, and the clothes around the wound were clinging to her body, making her very uncomfortable.
Rumo drew the long sword very cruelly, and a large mouthful of blood surging up Ye Ningxiang's chest could no longer be controlled as the long sword was pulled out, and suddenly the withered yellow grass seemed to bloom countless bright red flowers, bewitching and charming.
Just as Rumo was about to stab at Mu Jingyuan's neck, a powerful hidden weapon flew from nowhere, and the long sword in Rumo's hand was knocked down. By the time Rumo picked up his sword again, he was surrounded by dozens of masked black-clad killers.
Mu Jingyuan hugged Ye Ningxiang, who was seriously injured, and burst into tears.
"Ye Ningxiang, why are you so stupid!"
"Ye Ningxiang, I don't allow you to have anything, if you hear it, you have to give me a good life. ”
"Your Majesty, don't do it for me... Sad... Saddened. ”
Obviously it was just a scene, but in the end, she was really seriously injured and was really close to death, after facing Mu Jingyuan's gut-wrenching cry, Ye Ningxiang couldn't help but burst into tears.
Gu Liancheng was not at ease with his subordinates, so he personally mixed in with this group of top shadow guards, for fear that because of his negligence, Mu Xize would end up suffering for the rest of his life.
However, to his surprise, the cold-blooded killer in front of him acted as if he was not human, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down and killed the Shadow Guards surrounding him. What surprised him the most was that he, a peerless master who was also ranked in the martial arts, didn't even see how the devilish figure in front of him made a move.
At this time, Rumo smiled wickedly as if he had red eyes, and walked towards Gu Liancheng, and quickly stabbed at Gu Liancheng with his sword. After several rounds of counterattack and resistance, Gu Liancheng's body had many blood-colored sword marks, and a few were still spurting blood outward.
I wanted to do my best to save Ye Ningxiang's life, but when Gu Liancheng attacked Rumo again, Rumo tightly locked Gu Liancheng's throat without leaving the slightest respite, and the killing intent was thick in his eyes.
"I can't help myself. ”
After hearing this, Gu Liancheng lost consciousness and fell to the ground like the other shadow guards.
The Shadow Guard has been completely eliminated, and the remaining target has naturally become Mu Jingyuan again. Rumo's feet were like the wind, flying towards Mu Jingyuan, his palms gathered, ready to shatter Mu Jingyuan's internal organs with one palm.
However, Mu Jingyuan's martial arts were average, and he had no spare strength to avoid this fatal palm, and just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, Ye Ningxiang, who was already weak, once again blocked in front of him and took this palm.
Affected by this palm power, Ye Ningxiang flew out with Mu Jingyuan's body and rushed to the bottom of the cliff. And the blood that spurted out of her mouth was all sprinkled on Mu Jingyuan's face impartially. Bloody, sweet, even warm blood burned his heart like a raging fire.
This time, for the first time, he felt the grief and helplessness of the person he cared about when he was about to die in front of him, and this time, for the first time, he felt that even if he was alone, he would encounter something that he could not do or prevent. It turns out that even if they sit in the world, people are still people, small and even stupid people.
Fortunately, their longevity is not over. When he opened his eyes again, Mu Jingyuan found that he was hanging on a crooked-necked tree growing on the cliff, and it was Ye Ningxiang who was already unconscious due to serious injuries lying in his arms.
Mu Jingyuan looked carefully towards the bottom of the cliff, and it was still as dizzy and terrifying as an abyss. He couldn't help but smile miserably, seeing that his life was in front of him but he couldn't ask for it, such a exhausted torment was more cruel and unacceptable than falling directly off the cliff and dying a tragic death.
He finally won the throne with great difficulty, but he didn't want to die here because of his nonsense, not at the hands of King Duan and King Ning, not by the powerful ministers, not by the bones of the battlefield, but by a masked assassin who didn't even see his face.
He looked at Ye Ningxiang who was bloodied in his arms with some heartache, this girl had only known him for a few months, and she could have left him to escape, but now she was struggling on the death line for him. At the moment of life and death, such a young woman exudes a resolute determination that he may not be able to compare with a seven-foot man.
Mu Jingyuan gently stroked Ye Ningxiang's forehead, the corners of his eyes were soaked in tears, revealing a trace of guilt and reluctance. "Ye Ningxiang, why do you bother, why bother! If you go to Huangquan, wait for me there for a while, and I will accompany you soon. ”
After speaking, Mu Jingyuan pressed Ye Ningxiang's head against his cheek, as if only by clinging her tightly to himself could she stay in this world for a little longer.
I don't know how long it took, Mu Jingyuan was already tired, and his consciousness was a little weak. However, a bat that suddenly flew out of nowhere made Mu Jingyuan suddenly sober up. Bats, in the middle of this cliff, will fly bats, could it be said that there are hidden caves near this place that are difficult for ordinary people to detect.
Mu Jingyuan was first surprised, then held his breath, as if he was probing whether there were caves hidden around him. Sure enough, after another quarter of an hour, Mu Jingyuan saw another bat fly out not far from his diagonal front, in a place that was so hidden by dead branches that he couldn't see its original appearance.
It was as if a person who had been sentenced to death had suddenly been pardoned a moment before his execution, with uncontrollable excitement churning in his heart. He carefully untied his belt, and then used the belt to tie Ye Ningxiang tightly with him.
Then he cautiously moved to the root of the crooked neck tree, his hands tightly protected Ye Ningxiang's cheeks, condensed his internal strength, and finally used all his strength to leap and fly into the extremely inconspicuous cave.
Because of the strong impact of his body, Mu Jingyuan rolled several times in the cave with Ye Ningxiang in his arms before stopping, and when he stopped, Mu Jingyuan's face and body had already been scarred by many tree branch scratches. And Ye Ningxiang was protected by Mu Jingyuan at all times, but she was not hurt at all.
Carefully leaning Ye Ningxiang against the stone wall in the cave, Mu Jingyuan picked up some dead grass and dead branches, and worked hard to drill wood and start a fire. The cave was cold and cold, and the surrounding grass and trees naturally carried a heavy dampness, causing Mu Jingyuan to drill for a whole hour before a spark was born, and at this time, Mu Jingyuan's palm was already covered with blood.
But he didn't care, as long as he could keep Ye Ningxiang's life, no matter what he was asked to do, no matter how much it cost, he would do it.
He moved Ye Ningxiang to the fire, took off his coat and put it on for Ye Ningxiang, and then used his not very strong internal force to heal Ye Ningxiang. His hands touched Ye Ningxiang's back, and his palms emitted bursts of heat because of the convergence of power, condensing a significant mist in the cold air.
Mu Jingyuan has never been a person who knows the heat, this is true for others, and even more so for himself, when he found that his body was unbearable because he had given Ye Ningxiang too much internal force, he had already collapsed, and involuntarily fell to the ground, and said worriedly, "Ye Ningxiang." After three words, he fell into a coma.
It was late at night, and the faint flames in the cave were accompanied by the squeak of the scorching branches, and the bats hanging on the walls of the cave above were probably afraid of the sudden fire, and flew out of the cave one after another. It was as if everything had stood still, and the silence was eerily still.
At this time, a person suddenly broke into the originally silent cave, who was dressed in black and wearing a silver-gray mask, it was Rumo who had chased and killed the two of them all the way.
Rumo walked up to Ye Ningxiang without making a sound, sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands were close to Ye Ningxiang's back, and in an instant, his hands were flushed with a red halo, and there seemed to be a steady stream of power transitioning from his body to Ye Ningxiang's body.
Affected by a powerful force, Ye Ningxiang frowned tightly, and seemed to be in great pain. After a while, Ye Ningxiang suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, and after coughing twice, she opened her eyes weakly.
Rumo cleanly put away his hands, and still said coldly: "Wake up." ”
Ye Ningxiang saw the murderous and cold-blooded Rumo Pan sitting in a position that could almost be attached to her body, she stepped back vigilantly, clenched her fists and said with a look of fighting to the death: "Why are you here?"
Then, Ye Ningxiang looked at Mu Jingyuan, who was lying in a coma on the side, and the hatred in her eyes was even worse, "What did you do to him?"
"I'm here to save you. He's just not tired enough to practice and get rid of his strength. ”
"Why did you save me?"
"You are Xiao Qingyu's person, naturally I won't kill you. Hurting you so badly before, it was just to make everything real and credible according to Xiao Qingyu's intentions. ”
Rumo got up slowly, and inadvertently stroked his half-scattered long hair, which looked more translucent and intoxicating against the faint flames.
Although she couldn't see his face, just looking at his figure and his superb hair, Ye Ningxiang also knew that the person in front of her must be a handsome person like Mu Xize and Xiao Qingyu. But people's hearts are never measured by their appearance, which is as poisonous as a snake and scorpion on the inside.
"What's your name?" Ye Ningxiang raised her head and deliberately met her inky eyes, but her eyes were endlessly calm and calm.
A trace of surprise flashed on Rumo's face, his hands were stained with the blood of too many people, and he had seen the ugliness of countless survivors waging their tails and begging for mercy, but like Ye Ningxiang, who was tenacious and resolute from beginning to end, and was calm and unhurried, he saw it for the first time, not to mention that in this case, she also asked herself for his name, that feeling was as if Mount Tai was still calm as water when he was at the top, and he had the leisure to satisfy his personal curiosity, which was really worthy of admiration.