"Capture him alive." Li Yi's heavy voice pierced through the sound of the sword and blade. It was rumored that Li Yi would kill without batting an eye.
Song Qingyu could feel it clearly from the voice he used to face his enemies. Song Qingyu was not surprised that Li Yi, who had lost everything, had become the man he was today.
However, the current Liyi Xun was his enemy, and Song Qingyu couldn't help but be scared.
The cart suddenly stopped. The people from the Yun Hengshan Manor did not think that they would be able to leave safely. Right now, all they wanted to do was to send Song Qingyu out. However, they were already surrounded by layers upon layers of God's Army.
From the ear-piercing sounds of swords and sabers, the voices outside gradually quieted down.
Flames rose, lighting up the area.
They were outnumbered, and no matter how skilled they were, they were quickly surrounded by people who had seen a few injuries on their bodies. The members of the Heavenly Policy Camp were well-trained, and when they saw this situation, they felt like wolves stalking their prey at night.
"Charge straight out and fight it out with them. Miss Song will not be able to hold on for long after being injured, so you must first send her out. "
The person who spoke was a person named Thirteen. In comparison, although he was young, he was exceptionally calm. The few of them stood with their backs facing each other. After a short discussion, they immediately agreed to his decision.
He immediately pushed the cart towards the south side. After just taking a few steps, the cart's gravity suddenly increased.
The frontmost person turned around and saw Li Yi carrying his sword on his back as he directly stepped onto the cart.
The moment that person turned his head, he only felt a flash from his sword. He had yet to see the direction of the sword when he was cut in the waist and fell to the ground.
"Seventh Brother."
Thirteen yelled, and at the same time that he raised his guard, he prepared to pull Seventh Bro along. Li Yi's sword pierced straight towards him, the sharpness extremely dangerous.
The two people at the side hurriedly brandished their sabers to block Li Yi Xun's sword. Unexpectedly, Li Yi Xun's sword swung out and he leaped into the air, appearing behind them. They turned around, and Li Yi's blade stabbed forward. Instantly, he pulled it out and stabbed another person in the chest.
His movements were extremely fast.
The original seven people had been killed three times in a few moves.
The other four people scattered after Li Yi Xun's unstoppable attack. Obviously, none of them were Li Yi Xun's match, not to mention the fact that he had so many God's Army around him. Even so, they were prepared to fight to the death.
Just as they were on guard, Li Yi Xun suddenly raised his hand. It was obvious that he didn't think the other party was a match for him and he didn't want to fight. He only glanced at the cart before quickly turning around and looking at it. Without any hesitation, he raised his bloody long sword and thrust it towards the person on the cart.
The few of them were flabbergasted, and wanted to go over, but due to Li Yi's gesture, the God's Army by their side had already encircled them.
The longsword slashed downwards.
Song Qingyu could not see the situation outside and could only feel a wave of killing intent. It was heading straight for him. She couldn't dodge in time, so she used one hand to pull the black cloth away, only to see a steel sword flying towards her.
Subconsciously, she hurriedly dodged. It was as if her body was shackled and she could not move at all.
Song Qingyu woke up from her stupor and sat up abruptly. A sharp pain came from her wound, causing her to sweat profusely as she subconsciously held on to her wound.
"It's all right."
Zuo Linyu's voice sounded.
Song Qingyu looked over with a surprised expression. He saw that Zuo Linyu had brought a bowl over and placed it on the table. He immediately added a pillow to Song Qingyu's back.
"The doctor said that your knife wound might not be fatal, but you can't use too much strength for a short period of time. The wound has not completely healed yet. Stay close and don't move. "
As Zuo Linyu spoke, she brought the medicine from the shore.
Song Qingyu looked at Zuo Linyu blankly before looking at his wound. He had already changed into a clean set of clothes and a soft blanket. He was obviously stabbed outside of the Divine Policy Camp, but he was almost killed by Li Yi Xun afterwards.
But what was happening now?
Li Yi Xun couldn't bear to see her like this, so he wouldn't be so kind as to let her go. But what was going on with the scene in front of him?
Song Qingyu could not recover her senses for a moment. She immediately looked around the room, but her face turned pale with surprise — — This was Zuo Youyu's room.
Song Qingyu was sure that he did not remember wrongly. In his previous life, Song Yiyan had often been sitting leisurely on a chair at the table in front of her, constantly making things difficult for her.
Song Qingyu still vividly remembered the tables and chairs.
Zuo Ruyu saw that something was wrong with Song Qingyu's gaze, "Ah Yu, don't worry. I rescued you last night, so no one was able to see your face clearly."
Song Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly. He immediately looked at the window in a familiar manner. The window was slightly open and the night wind blew through the crack, bringing a refreshing feeling to those who saw it in the summer.
It was real.
Saved last night?
Song Qingyu's expression suddenly changed as he turned to look at Zuo Ruyu, "You said that this is already the night of the second day?" "How is the Mu Rong family?"
Zuo Linyu was stunned for a moment, then her face darkened. She scooped up a spoonful of medicine and handed it over, changing the topic, "You were injured and lost consciousness for a day and a night. Put the Mu Rong family member aside first. The most important thing is to recuperate. "
Song Qing and Yu lowered their gazes. Thinking about it carefully, it was already long past noon. Then, was Murong Ling also dead? Everything had already been planned, so why was it not Murong Ling who returned in the end?
"What happened to the Mu Rong family?" Song Qing asked but didn't dare to listen to the results. However, she mustered her courage to ask and needed an answer from Zuo Linyu.
"Ah Yu, how about we drink the medicine first before we bring up this matter?"
"Will you tell me?"
Zuo Linyu's movements paused as she lowered her eyes to look at the medicine in her hands. As she raised her eyes, she confirmed, "This king will tell you."
Song Qingyu stared at the medicine before him in a daze.
From the moment he took off the black cloth and saw an unfamiliar person, Song Qingyu had been stabbed. He was in a very bad state, as if something was stuck in his chest and in his mind.
Song Qingyu couldn't figure out why Zuo Liyu had appeared.
Everything was not going according to plan.
Song Qingyu frowned as he realized that his tongue was dry and his head was heavy. He needed to drink a bowl of medicine. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hands to grab the medicine bowl. Realizing that it was difficult to raise his strength, he raised his hand slightly and the pain from his wound immediately followed.
Before she could cover the wound, her hand was gripped. The bed obviously sank in.
Zuo Linyu went up and sat by Song Qingyu's side. She held her hand and placed it on the bed. "Sit down and rest. I'll feed you."
Song Qingyu looked at Zuo Linyu blankly, but the medicine in his mouth was so bitter that it was hard to swallow. It was a true feeling.