Under the pale blue moonlight, a strange shadow slowly rose up from the pool against the mountain wall.
From afar, the shadow seemed to have a head, a body, and four distinct limbs. Even though it was still rising, it was still squirming.
The moonlight cast a shadow on the mountain wall. The "thing" suddenly split apart bit by bit. Two extremely soft "arms" kept extending and retracting in a strange rhythm.
On the rock, Lord Ingot rolled over, opened his eyes, and sniffed. Suddenly, he got up.
He turned around and jumped into Meng Fuyao's arms.
Meng Fuyao was sleeping soundly, slapping Zhangsun Wuji in her dreams. She was woken up by Lord Ingot's sudden movement. She subconsciously sensed for a while, but didn't feel any killing intent. The surroundings were silent, so she relaxed and pushed Lord Ingot in a daze. "Sleep well! Don't throw yourself at me, we're men and women! "
Lord Ingot was enraged, jumping up and down as he squeaked, causing everyone to wake up. On the other side, Zhan Beiye opened his eyes and reached out to grab the sword that he was using as a pillow. He leaped up and looked around, frowning as he said, "Rat, what are you yelling about?"
Lord Ingot pointed at the cliff with all his might. Everyone looked over, but it was just a tranquil pool and an ordinary cliff.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Meng Fuyao looked askance at Lord Ingot. "If you want to sleep with me, just say it. Why are you putting on an act?"
Lord Ingot was so angry that he made another vow to the heavens. Even though Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye teased Rat, they knew that he wasn't just a normal rat. He wouldn't be frightened just to sleep with Meng Fuyao. Ji Yu and the rest patrolled the nearby forest with their swords, while Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao searched the surroundings. After confirming that there was nothing out of the ordinary, they returned to their seats. Meng Fuyao grabbed the depressed Lord Ingot and placed him on her stomach. "Did the rock make you have a nightmare? Lady, I'll sacrifice myself to provide you with a human sofa. " She pressed down on Lord Ingot and said, "Go to sleep. Don't make any more noise. We still have a long way to go."
Zhan Beiye added more firewood to make the fire bigger. He studied the terrain carefully before falling asleep behind Meng Fuyao.
Tired people fell asleep quickly, and the forest was quiet again. Lord Ingot was covered by Zhan Beiye's cloak and pinned down by Meng Fuyao's hand. He could not move, but he refused to sleep either. His eyes were bright as he listened intently.
Under the moonlight, in the pond, in front of the stone wall, the strange shadow slowly appeared again. It shot onto the dark cliff wall and wriggled slightly. The end of the shadow looked like a strand of hair but was much thicker than a strand of hair. It slowly fluttered on the cliff wall.
The shadow slowly approached.
Lord Ingot suddenly opened his mouth and bit Meng Fuyao's belt. With a flick of his head, the belt was torn apart.
She jumped up and shouted, "What are you doing, Haozi?"
Everyone came to their senses again. Meng Fuyao hurriedly tied her belt and looked around. Seeing that there was nothing out of the ordinary, she flew into a rage and scolded, "Isn't it just because I didn't spell for you earlier? Do you really have to take revenge on me?"
Lord Ingot's eyes were filled with tears. He angrily threw himself onto the rock and scolded the whole family.
Zhan Beiye sat up and said, "How did Haozi end up like this? I'm starting to feel uneasy. How about this, Fuyao, you go back to sleep. I'll keep watch. "
Meng Fuyao yawned. "I'll keep watch. Haozi has made up his mind not to sleep with me."
Ji Yu came forward and said, "Your Highness, we didn't find anything during the night watch, but it's better to be careful in this forest. You and Miss Meng can go back to sleep. I'll keep watch with my brothers."
Zhan Beiye muttered to himself. He knew that if he had to keep watch, Fuyao would not sleep either. However, the two of them were exhausted after days of running and fighting. If they did not get enough rest, they would not be able to handle the dangerous road ahead. He could only say, "In that case, be careful."
"Yes."
Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye lay down again. Afraid that Lord Ingot would molest her again, Meng Fuyao stuffed him into a hole in the tree beside her. "I'll let you out tomorrow morning."
Lord Ingot, who had been reduced to "the wolf", angrily clung to the hole and looked at the moon. The hole was too narrow, and he was too big to squeeze through, so he could only stay there and watch the shadow slowly rise again, coming closer than before.
Ji Yu brought a few guards with him. Half of them sat facing the forest, while the other half sat beside Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao. With their backs to the water, their eyes scanned the surroundings like an eagle.
No one thought that there would be anything unusual in the water. It was a very small pond surrounded by cliffs on three sides. There was not even a single suspicious blade of grass growing on the cliffs, and the water was so clear that the bottom could be seen. Everyone had washed their faces and caught fish in it, so they knew that there would not be any problems.
Their attention was focused on the most dangerous part of the forest.
The shadow closed in without a sound. It was already under the boulder that Fuyao was sleeping on. It slowly rose higher and higher, getting closer and closer to Fuyao. The moonlight shone on it, but the shadow was still a ball of shadow, with no trace of a physical body.
Lord Ingot squatted in the tree hole, his black gem-like eyes staring at the shadow. Suddenly, he took a deep breath, shrunk his bulging belly, and raised his head to shout.
Under the moonlight, Lord Ingot used all his strength to shout, but strangely, not a single sound came out.
It was not the usual squeaking sound of mice, which humans could not hear.
It was a unique infrasound that belonged to a hundred-year-old divine creature. The syllables were strange, and it had the power to control nature. The sound rushed out of his throat, and like a steel knife, it cut into the water.
The smoke-like shadow went silent.
Then, it turned into a physical body and shot out!
A Black Wind Rider, who was sitting closest to the pond with his back facing the guards, was vigilantly scanning the forest opposite him. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, as if he had been splashed by the pond water. He was wondering why the pond water had suddenly splashed when he felt a chill on the side of his face.
Something cold and smooth brushed past his face, and with a sizzling sound, licked his lips, and coiled around his neck.
The rider reacted quickly and grabbed the thing. With a tug, he broke it, and light green liquid splashed out. The rider dodged alertly, looking down to see half of a greyish-brown snake in his left hand. The snake's head was flat, and he heaved a sigh of relief. "It's just a water snake." He glanced at the thing in his right hand and was stunned.
It was still half of a snake's body, with a flat, pointed head, and not the snake tail that he had imagined.
A double-headed snake!
The rider's heart thumped. He knew that he had encountered the legendary Double-Headed Cliff Snake of Tiansha Jungle. It was said that these things appeared in large groups, and they were extremely vengeful. If you killed one, it would kill your entire family.
The cavalryman suddenly turned around and saw that behind him, a group of snakes were rubbing against each other and twisting together, forming the shape of a "human". However, this shape seemed to be a little scattered, and the snakes scurried away in a panic. Only two large snakes, which acted as the "arms", opened their mouths and stared at him with their venomous fangs and dark green snake eyes.
The rider looked at this snake, and wanted to get up and kill it instinctively, but he suddenly felt that he could not turn his head anymore.
Then, his neck, chest, arms, legs … Every muscle and every bone in his body was slowly stiffening, and his life was solidifying bit by bit.
In his last consciousness, he vaguely remembered the snake's kiss that had just licked his lips.
The moonlight was silent.
It reflected the posture of an eternal head turning back on the rock beside the pond.
= = = =
The moment the group of snakes was forced to materialize by Lord Ingot's infrasound, everyone was startled awake. The moment Zhan Beiye opened his eyes, he immediately swept Fuyao off the green rock, grabbed his sword, and turned around to slash at the pond.
A pillar of water splashed up, dispersing another half of the group of snakes. That strange "human" shape was now only left with two "arms" and half a "head". It swam in the pond under the pale green moonlight.
The Black Wind Cavalry rushed forward and formed a formation in front of the pond. Zhan Beiye stared at the group of snakes and said coldly, "Since we've already killed one, let's kill the rest. One less is better!"
The riders who had heard of the legend understood what he meant. They nodded coldly and said, "This thing likes to take human form and attack people from all over, making it impossible to defend against. Their bodies are hard and slippery, and they move as fast as the wind. Let's find a way to disperse them first!"
Meng Fuyao rolled down and looked at the snakes fighting with the Black Wind Cavalry. There were so many snakes tangled together, but they were actually very agile. They clawed at each other with their "hands" and "heads" as fast as the wind. It was as if they were fighting alone. From time to time, a snake would fly out like a hidden weapon to bite and retract. She could not help but ask in shock, "What is that? How did it get so close without us knowing? "
"It's a Two-headed Cliff Snake. It's said to have been cursed by the Great Hou Clan to turn its body into smoke and mist, making it difficult for people to detect it when it gets close to a human body. It likes to attack using its' human body ', and those who encounter it are usually dead. Moreover, if one of them is killed, the consequences will be very troublesome." Zhan Beiye quickly answered. "The snake we killed last night could be one of them."
"Isn't that snake single-headed?" Meng Fuyao asked in surprise.
"It's a single-headed snake when it's young and only grows two heads when it matures. It lives in the crevices of the cliff. I was careless. I thought that this snake had disappeared with the destruction of the Great Hou Clan. I didn't expect it to still exist." Zhan Beiye sighed.
Meng Fuyao looked at the tree hole guiltily and said, "We'll apologize later." She then took out some bottles and jars from her bosom. "Poison them first."
"It's no use." Zhan Beiye pulled her back. "This thing isn't afraid of poison. Be careful not to accidentally hurt others."
"Use lightning bombs? I remember that your cavalry is equipped with them. "
"Snakes can't use lightning bombs in water. If one escapes and attacks, we won't be able to defend ourselves." Zhan Beiye suddenly laughed. "It's a troublesome thing, but sometimes troublesome things are good to borrow."
He suddenly took out a small bottle from his bosom and poured some red powder on himself. Then, he extinguished the fire and flicked it into the fire.
"What's this?" Meng Fuyao asked curiously.
"Pepper powder," Zhan Beiye answered arrogantly.
Meng Fuyao was speechless. "Is there pepper powder in the Five Continents? Could it be that I'm not the one who transmigrated, but you? "
"What do you mean by transmigrating?" Zhan Wangye's ears were sharp.
"It means traveling around the world."
Zhan Beiye replied with an "Oh" and explained, "Last time, when we were drinking soup at the Huazhou Inn, it really tasted much better after you added some pepper, so I ordered someone to get some. These snakes are blind, but they are very sensitive to smell. They will chase after the smell of their enemies relentlessly."
Meng Fuyao's eyes suddenly lit up. "Leave the smell of pepper behind. What could be more stimulating than this smell? Once the pursuers come … "
"That's right." Zhan Beiye laughed heartily. "We'll leave everything behind when we leave. The Heaven's Bane Gold will definitely come to check. Flip the fire and dip the pepper powder. Then … we'll just have to wait for the vengeance of the Two-headed Cliff Snake!"
He drew his sword, leaped into the air, and flew over the Black Wind Knight's head. A faint red light flashed, and the sword slashed the human-shaped snakes, which had already been destroyed beyond recognition, into two!
Then, he shouted, "Retreat!"
The group of snakes actually split up and fell to the left and right as if a human body had been split in half. Those two-headed snakes that had been split in half, each of them was a separate individual. They quickly swept through the water, like the wind on the water, and rushed over like an arrow.
Everyone had already escaped far away. Meng Fuyao was the first to escape. She rushed to the tree hole and took out Lord Ingot. She didn't care if she would be seen as the third wave. In the blink of an eye, she was already dozens of feet away.
Zhan Beiye was the last to leave. He casually picked up the corpse of the soldier who always turned his head in a strange manner. At the same time, he threw a bunch of stones in all directions.
The snakes chased after them, but they heard noises coming from all directions. For a moment, they didn't know where to go. Everyone had already climbed up the tree and leaped through the treetops. They only stopped when they were far away. Zhan Beiye personally dug a pit and buried the soldier who had died from the snake's bite.
Ji Yu and the rest did not look sad. It was only right for a soldier to die on the battlefield. They only looked at Zhan Beiye silently. He was their king, brave, decisive, and treated his soldiers like his own children. He would personally bury the soldiers who had died with him on the battlefield if possible. He would never give up on those who were injured and left behind. That was why there was an unwritten rule among the Black Wind Cavalry that anyone who was injured and at the end of their rope should commit suicide immediately. They would never drag Zhan Beiye down.
Meng Fuyao walked over and silently bowed to the soldier's grave. She blamed herself for Lord Ingot's warning. She should have been more cautious. If she had been more cautious, this young soldier might not have died.
Zhan Beiye patted her shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's not your fault. It's my fault. I shouldn't have fallen asleep."
"Stop arguing." Meng Fuyao forced a smile. "It's Rat's fault. He can't speak human language." She lowered her head and took out Lord Ingot. His fur was dripping wet, and his head was drooping as if he was asleep. Meng Fuyao stared at him blankly. "Hey, Rat, when did you go into the water?"
Lord Ingot did not have the energy to respond to her. His trump card was not something that could be used easily. Every time he used it, he would have to sleep for a few days. Furthermore, he was not in Firmament Firmament and did not have the necessary supplies to replenish himself. Thus, he became even more listless.
Meng Fuyao thought about how Zhangsun Wuji's peerless pet had ended up in such a state. She felt a rare sense of guilt and mumbled, "I've decided. For your sake, I'll reduce the three slaps I gave your master to two." She carefully placed Ingot into the bag on her back. There were clothes to cushion it, so it would be more comfortable to sleep. As for the shedding of fur, she pretended not to see it.
The group continued forward. All the paths in the forest looked the same. The soldiers took turns cutting down the vines and thorns, but they still could not avoid their clothes being torn by the bushes. Meng Fuyao moved the bag with Ingot to her chest. Every once in a while, she could not help but touch Rat, afraid that she would lose him. This forest felt different from the ones they had been in before. Deep in the dense shade of the trees, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at them, calculating how long they could hold out and waiting for them to become a feast at any time.
What was different from the day before was that the number of beasts that had been spying on them and following them had decreased. They seemed to have realized that they had offended something they should not have and were afraid of being implicated. As a result, when Ji Yu and the rest hunted for beasts, they only managed to catch a few hedgehogs after a long time.
Along the way, they met pursuers of the Heaven Killing Metal. The forest was huge, and there was no path, so they might bump into each other as they walked. The small group of soldiers was being chased by a group of twin-headed cliff snakes like maggots. Ji Yu and the rest climbed up the tree as soon as they saw the pursuers being chased by the snakes. When the snakes pounced on the corpses, they threw a grenade. No matter how ferocious the snakes were, they were still made of flesh and bones. Under the power of the gunpowder, Ji Yu dug a deep pit and buried the snake carcass to prevent it from being discovered by the other snakes.
When they set up camp at night, they no longer dared to lean against the lake or the mountain wall to sleep. Instead, they chopped down a circle of smaller trees and cleared out an empty space. They used the trees to build a simple barrier, and the soldiers were divided into teams to guard the area.
Meng Fuyao placed Lord Yuan Bao on her stomach and slept soundly. Zhan Beiye sat cross-legged beside her and adjusted his breathing. Every once in a while, he would open his eyes and listen to the whistling of the wind in the forest and the eerie cries of the night owls in the treetops, turning the moonlight into a dreary haze. Further away, a wild wolf howled at the moon. Its howl was lonely and desolate, but it had the power to penetrate one's heart.
Meng Fuyao slept motionlessly, just like the one on her stomach.
Zhan Beiye suddenly smiled and said, "Are you tired of pretending?"
Meng Fuyao's eyes were still closed, but the corners of her mouth twitched. "I'm thinking deeply."
"Thinking about what?"
"What did you want me to say to your third brother?" Meng Fuyao sat up. "Was he the one who harmed your grandfather?"
"My grandfather, the old Grand Preceptor Zhou, was known as the 'First Among the Two Ministers'," Zhan Beiye said as he poked at the fire. "In the official and unofficial history of Tiansha, the old Grand Preceptor Zhou was destined to go down in infamy. As you know, the predecessor of Tiansha was the Jin Dynasty. The Zhan Family and the Zhou Family were both ministers of the same dynasty. My father was ambitious and attacked Pandu, intending to replace the Jin Dynasty. At that time, my grandfather, who was the Grand Commandant, offered the capital without any resistance and was given the title of Grand Preceptor. His daughter was the Empress of the previous dynasty and the current Imperial Concubine. He had served two dynasties and was always favored by high officials. Because of this, he was humiliated by the people of his time. "But in my eyes, he taught me the art of war, invited the best master for me, and brought me to the highest collection in the mansion. He personally chose the books that he thought would be useful to me. He is the best grandfather." Zhan Beiye smiled slightly, his dark eyes flashing with a dark light.
Meng Fuyao sighed softly.
"My grandfather's later years were bleak, and his daughter went crazy. Separated by the palace walls, we never saw each other again. When I was eighteen, I was still not a king and lived in a secluded corner of the palace. I didn't dare to walk around as I pleased, afraid that I would meet young ladies and cause them to avoid me. When my grandfather heard about it, he was afraid that I would be accused by my brothers sooner or later. He begged me three times in front of the jade steps in exchange for the title of Prince, but he didn't allow me to open a mansion in the capital and was sent to Geya. I had hoped to open a mansion in the capital and bring him to live with me. With me taking care of him, he would be able to enjoy his old age, but Geya … he couldn't withstand the long and arduous journey. The year I went to Geya, he died. The imperial physician said that he died of natural causes, but only I knew that it wasn't."
"Why?"
"Before I left, I went to bid farewell to him. He was reading and didn't say a word. It was only when I left that he said, 'You don't know when you'll be back. If I leave before you return, remember to bring my bones back to Yingchuan for a proper burial.' That year, when I returned to Pandu, I opened the coffin in the Grand Preceptor's family temple to pick up his bones. I found that the bones had turned black. He had been poisoned to death."
"Did you find the murderer?" Meng Fuyao asked softly after a moment of silence.
"I can't compare to those people." Zhan Beiye sat down cross-legged and looked in the direction of Pandu. His gaze was like a heavy dark cloud moving slowly, carrying with it a deep murderous intent. "Zhan Nancheng, Zhan Beiheng, and Zhan Beiqi, who died under your dagger that day. Zhan Beiqi is probably just a dagger. The hand that holds the blade is not his."
He turned around and smiled at Meng Fuyao, who was staring at him silently. This time, his smile was magnanimous and bright like the sun. "It's all in the past … Don't let these things affect your mood. Go to sleep."
He moved the fire a little to make room for her and tested the ground with his own hands. After confirming that there was nothing suspicious or unsafe, he gestured for Meng Fuyao to sleep. She knew that there was no point in rejecting him, so she moved over and lay down. After a while, she opened her eyes to see Zhan Beiye grabbing onto her robe and staring at her with a burning gaze.
Meng Fuyao's mouth twitched helplessly. She knew that he wanted to cover her with his robe, but he didn't want her to reject him. Both of them were throwing it around and bickering, so she decided to wait until she fell asleep. "Lend me some clothes." She then pushed Zhan Beiye. "Go to sleep."
The two of them lay down separately. Although they were tired, they didn't dare to sleep too soundly. Meng Fuyao closed her eyes and vaguely heard a soldier get up and leave. Her companion immediately called out, "Where are you going?"
"Convenient."
The soldier laughed. "Why can't it be convenient? Do you want to find a toilet deep in the forest? "
"Miss Meng is here …" the soldier said softly. "… The smell is disrespectful."
The person who stopped him didn't say anything. After a while, he waved his hand and laughed. "You've eaten too much porcupine meat, so your stomach isn't feeling well. Go and come back quickly."
Meng Fuyao closed her eyes and smiled. She felt a faint warmth in her heart, and the soldier's face appeared in her mind. 'The one with big eyes and a scar on his forehead?' 'He's young, but he's already experienced in hundreds of battles. Sigh, these iron-blooded men actually have such a meticulous side.'
She slowly fell asleep.
= = =
When the sun was about to rise, Meng Fuyao woke up. The first thing she thought when she opened her eyes was, 'Sigh, there's nothing to do tonight.'
Then, she heard Ji Yu's low voice ordering, "Go look again. Two people in a team, don't be left alone!"
Meng Fuyao suddenly sat up. "What's wrong?"
"We're missing a brother." The one who answered was Zhan Beiye. He was sitting cross-legged, but his eyes were clear, as if he hadn't slept at all. "He went to relieve himself and didn't come back."
Meng Fuyao was stunned. "The one who went to relieve himself last night? He disappeared after he went to relieve himself? Why are you only looking for him now? "
"He had a stomachache last night and didn't stop. He was fine the first few times, but he went for the last time when the sun was about to rise. Then, he disappeared."
Zhan Beiye furrowed his brows as he stared at the drifting white mist in the forest. In this endless forest, there were simply too many factors that could cause one's death. Any hidden danger could devour a healthy life.
The soldiers who went to search returned, but they still couldn't find him. Ji Yu pondered for a while before saying, "Let's stop looking and continue on our way."
Zhan Beiye didn't say anything. After a while, he stood up and made a mark on the ground. "Let's go."
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath. She knew that with Zhan Beiye's personality, he wouldn't easily give up on any of his subordinates. However, as a general, he had to know how to make choices in times of crisis. The longer they delayed in this forest, the more people would die.
She looked at Zhan Beiye's figure as he walked forward. His back was straight, and as he walked, his crimson robes fluttered in the wind. It was as if a man like him had never been dejected or weak. It was as if those painful stories that were written in the distant past had never tempered his innate confidence and pride.
However, she knew that this man always slept with his sword as his pillow. Every fifteen minutes of sleep, he would raise his hand to touch his sword. Every hour of sleep, he would subconsciously shift his position. Had he never slept peacefully and dreamlessly?
As for his dreams, were they forever smeared with those dark and bloody memories? The second minister's family, the son of the Mad Concubine, the exiled youth, the poisoning of her grandfather …
Meng Fuyao raised her head and sighed silently.
As she did, her gaze suddenly froze.
Above her, a familiar face emerged from the dense foliage of a towering tree, staring at her expressionlessly.
It was a young, pale face, big eyes, and a scar on his forehead.
It was the soldier who had gone missing last night.
Meng Fuyao's shock turned to joy, but before she could cry out in joy, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. That pale face, those green eyes, those glowing eyes, that stiff posture … it was a dead man!
She was shocked, delighted, and surprised again. Zhan Beiye, who was in front of her, immediately sensed it. He turned around and saw the soldier's corpse. When he saw Meng Fuyao reaching out to pull the soldier, he immediately ran over. "Let me."
He was extremely fast, and in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, he had already knocked Meng Fuyao's hand off. With extreme caution, he drew his sword and cut the vines that bound the soldier.
The vines suddenly shrunk, as if they were a living thing that had encountered danger.
Zhan Beiye was stunned, and the vines suddenly swung horizontally towards Meng Fuyao's face.
Without hesitation, Meng Fuyao pulled out her knife and slashed at the vines. The moment the knife touched them, the vines immediately broke and a large amount of greyish-green juice spewed out. Zhan Beiye pulled her back and retreated hastily. Ji Yu and the rest leaped forward to block the soldier's corpse. No one caught the soldier's corpse and it fell to the ground, dragging a large number of vines that fell like a net.
The vines were full of red barbs, obviously poisonous. Their juice was so plentiful that it splashed everywhere. No one dared to stab them, afraid that they might get into trouble. Subconsciously, they retreated, and retreated again and again …
Meng Fuyao was originally blocked by them at the back, but now she was at the front. When Zhan Beiye turned around and saw her, he immediately pulled her in front of him to protect her. A soldier beside him saw that His Highness was at the front, backing away from the unknown forest, and immediately rushed to Zhan Beiye's back to test the way.
Then, a 'pfft' sound was heard.
It was extremely soft, as if someone had just stepped on a bubble. Both the soldier and Zhan Beiye's bodies suddenly became shorter.
Meng Fuyao, who was third from the back, also felt her legs go soft, and her body involuntarily fell backward. Suddenly, she felt a strong push from behind, sending her flying forward. She was caught by Ji Yu, who had just rushed over.
Meng Fuyao landed on the ground and immediately turned around, gasping in shock.
Behind her was a seemingly ordinary swamp. Both the soldier and Zhan Beiye had sunk into it and were instantly pulled down. Zhan Beiye's situation was even worse. He had clearly fallen into the swamp and could have pulled himself out in time, but somehow, he had sunk even deeper than the soldier, and the mud had reached his chest in an instant.
Meng Fuyao bit her lip, knowing that she should have been the one trapped there. Among the people who had been forced out by the vines, she should have been the one closest to the swamp. Zhan Beiye had substituted himself for her, and the moment she fell into the swamp, he had disregarded the danger and used his True Energy to send her to safety.
What was worse was that the swamp was flowing, continuously pushing the soldier and Zhan Beiye further and further away from Meng Fuyao.
There was no point in blaming herself, so she could only save them. "Ji Yu, block those damned vines!" She leaped onto a boulder, pulled out the whip from her waist, and was about to lash it out.
But her hand suddenly froze.
Save who?
The soldier had landed closer to the center than Zhan Beiye. He had fallen into the swamp for the sake of Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao. Although his condition was slightly better, given his strength, he might not be able to last as long as Zhan Beiye. If he were to save Zhan Beiye first, he would definitely die.
However, Zhan Beiye had used his True Energy after falling into the swamp, and the speed at which he was sinking was shocking.
Based on Meng Fuyao's heart, she naturally wanted to save Zhan Beiye, but her conscience told her that she did not know who to save.
It was all fate, and they were all lives that had fallen into danger to protect her!
She was so anxious that she was about to go crazy. This was no ordinary swamp, and the powerful suction force of the swamp did not allow for any hesitation!
Zhan Beiye lifted his head. At that moment, he had fallen even further, and the mud had reached his chest. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Save him! I can hold on! "
The soldier turned his head with great difficulty and looked at Zhan Beiye. At that moment, the ordinary-looking young man's eyes were filled with hot tears, and two streaks of water appeared on his muddy face.
He said in a low voice, "Your Highness, with your words, Wang Hu can die without regrets …"
Zhan Beiye was immediately enraged. "What are you doing? I order you to … "
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered, rushing up to half a person's height before trickling down and landing on Zhan Beiye's face.
Half of Wang Hu's tongue flew out of his mouth and landed in the swamp. It was immediately sucked into a soundless whirlpool, and the mud within half a meter was dyed bright red. The redness reflected on Wang Hu's blood-covered face.
He opened his mouth, and with only half of his tongue left, he mumbled, "… I'll still be your subordinate in my next life …"
Zhan Beiye stared at him for a long time before he closed his eyes. Between his tightly shut eyelids, a moist light gradually seeped out, mixing with the blood on his face and falling silently like tears of blood.
"Huff!"
The whip flew out.
The moment Wang Hu bit his tongue to commit suicide, Fuyao's eyes also welled up with tears. However, it was precisely because of this that she would not let the young man's sacrifice go to waste. Almost at the same time as the blood splattered, she struck with the whip.
The whip accurately landed on Zhan Beiye's wrist. Fuyao pulled with all her might, but to no avail. The swamp's suction force was not only strong, but it was also slowly expanding and contracting. Fuyao did not dare to use too much force to break the whip, so she could only carefully pull Zhan Beiye up.
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