Chapter 95

95 Do you remember the first time we met? Part II

“Lower your magic.” At the commander’s order, the barriers faded away to save power. Swords were unsheathed in response to the attackers who swarmed at them the moment magic disappeared. Ouyang Feilong and his men jumped down from the horse to fight with Bai Yu in the middle of them.

“Don’t come down.”

Bai Yu had no experience fighting on horseback. But she also knew that Ouyang Feilong ordered her to stay on the horse so that he and his men could fully protect her. When the opportunity arise, escaping by horse was the quickest and most efficient.

She tightly held the sword in her hand, her eyes intently watched the fighting in front of her. She had to be careful. This was not an action scene, so she must be alert!

The black dragon unit or the secret unit of the grand army was a group of the elite whose combat abilities were top of the class with magic levels no lower than orange. Ouyang Feilong and his three men could efficiently handle the attackers by themselves, though as time drew on, the advantage in number started to become more evident.

An arrow flew at Bai Yu. She deflected it with her sword, then from the corner of her eye she saw another. They were rapidly shot after one another, but still, they could not be faster than Bai Yu’s eyes. The arrows hit her blade again and again. She did not use her magic, she was saving it for an emergency.

Having magic was a good thing, but using it too much would be a waste to one’s energy.

Bai Yu decided to jump down from the horse after concluding that staying on it would make her a target for archers. Ouyang Feilong instantly came to her, even though he was fighting against three men alone.

Bai Yu took a deep breath. She raised her morale: think of it as playing an online game!

.....

She swung her sword at one of the men fighting Ouyang Feilong. Blood spattered over her.

Bai Yu was momentarily stunned, then her waist was embraced, pressed against his broad chest. The opponent’s sword missed her in only a hairbreadth. Ouyang Feilong moved his sword once, and the person who had attacked her instantly fell.

“Don’t force-”

“I can do it!”

His face that was more beautiful than any man was serious. Worry was clearly reflected in those golden eyes.

“Count from one to ten.”

“Yes?”

“Then benwang will take you out of here.”

Bai Yu had yet to answer before she was put on a horse. Ouyang Feilong then moved away to attack the enemies. His sword glowed with golden light as it easily cleaved through the men. With one swing of his sword and his highest level of magic, he could eliminate three men at once.

Bai Yu watched his elegant movements filled with murderous intent and trusted that Ouyang Feilong would be able to do as he had promised.

One...She took a deep breath and started slowly counting.

Two...Ouyang Feilong’s calmness as he swung his sword made her heart at ease like never before.

Three...An enemy rushed toward her. Bai Yu stabbed him without hesitation. In her left hand was a rein to prevent the horse from being frightened and fleeing.

Four...

Five...Bai Yu turned her sword toward another assailant. Her other hand took a bow and arrow on her back. Red magic shone from the arrow as it flew and hit the target.

Six...

Seven...Ouyang Feilong threw his sword, covered in golden magic, through four men. A hidden dagger was immediately drawn out, imbued with magic, and flung at the person who was aiming his bow at Bai Yu.

Eight...Bai Yu aimed at other archers that were still living and turned to focus on her. Her magic arrow cut through the air and pierced at his forehead. She fired another shot without pausing.

Nine...Golden magic in Ouyang Feilong’s palm was turned into a long sword. Using his magic without a medium was a display of an advanced skill that stunned the opponents. The black dragon took that unguarded moment and swung his sword in a wide circle.

Ten...Ouyang Feilong jumped up onto the horse she was riding. He took the rein while still sitting behind her, then spurred the horse into galloping away. Bai Yu turned back to fire a magic arrow at a man who was going to attack one of Ouyang Feilong’s men from behind.

“Yah!”

Ouyang Feilong rode away, with the less than black-cladded men following him. They were stopped by the black dragon unit and the fight continued with those with a higher level of magic turning the tide.

They continued for quite some time before Bai Yu could relax her grip on the bow.

“Are you hurt?” Ouyang Feilong asked. He was riding behind her, and from their closeness, it felt like he was whispering next to her ear. The sound of his irregular breath was clearly heard by Bai Yu.

“Just some scratches. How about Wangye?” Bai Yu turned to look at him and was met with Ouyang Feilong’s sweat-soaked face.

“I can handle it.” Such a pale face...He was hurt!

They slowed down after entering the valley. Bai Yu tried to sit still the whole way there. She was afraid that she would do anything and disturb his wound. Because Ouyang Feilong was the target, they focused their attacks on him more than anyone else.

Moreover, he was not wearing his armor like when he was going to war. It was expected that he would be wounded. Still, she had been watching him fight, and she knew that he only received shallow cuts...Then why were his breaths becoming more rapid? And why was he sweating more and more?

“Please hold on a little more.”

“Mm.” She received only a short reply. Golden eyes gazed forward, reflecting how much he had to endure. Bai Yu did not know how she could help him, and she was faced with the immense feeling of uselessness.

It was not long before they reached their destination. Two of Yue Nan’s men were there. As soon as they saw the two of them, they immediately came to help support Ouyang Feilong and bring him to the building inside where she had slept last night.

Bai Yu was walking behind them. On his wide back that was covered red in blood had an arrow stuck in it. He must have been shot when they were trying to escape. She hurried her steps following them inside.

“What are you making that face for?” Bai Yu did not know what kind of face she had when she saw Ouyang Feilong lying face down on the bed. His upper body was naked as Yue Nan’s men were preparing to take out the arrow.

“There’s no poison, right? Like brother...” Bai Yu kneeled down next to the bed. Her eyes brimming with tears as she asked. She did not want to see him suffer the same fate as her older brother.

“It is Da Chu’s arrow. But there’s no poison like the one that struck Bai He,” Ouyang Feilong spoke with the same tone as usual. There was no indication of pain in his voice as the arrow in his back was removed.

Beads of sweat poured out from his forehead. Bai Yu took out the handkerchief given to her by Ouyang Feilong and gently wiped the beautiful face that she loved so much. His golden eyes were fixed on her while Bai Yu continued to wipe his sweat, either of them not saying a word. This was the most Bai Yu could do right now.

“The wound is quite deep. Healing magic is needed to alleviate the condition,” Yue Nan’s man reported after the arrow was removed. Ouyang Feilong waved his hand, then he bowed and left.

He and Bai Yu were now the only people in the room. She could not help but glance at his wide back.

Though Ouyang Feilong had a face more delicate than men, he was strongly built, with broad shoulders and well-defined muscle. His back was littered with scars. Bai Yu stared at the newest wound, pressed down tight to stop the bleeding, and her hands started trembling.

It was the injured person who took her hands. “Don’t look.”

“I-”

“Look into benwang’s eyes,” he said, his tone was heavy. His golden eyes that stared straight at her were unwavered.

Bai Yu followed his words, moving her gaze from his bloodied back to his eyes. Her hands were squeezed by him and the warmth from his touch easily doused the anxiousness in her heart. He asked, hoarsely. “Do you remember the first time we met?”

Bai Yu nodded. Ouyang Feilong gripped her hands tighter. “Little fool, benwang needs your magic.”

“I’m not a fool...”

A smile appeared on Ouyang Feilong’s lips when he heard her usual words of protest. He slowly closed his eyes, tired from losing both blood and magic. His dried lips moved, repeating the same words he had said on that night. “Show benwang that you are not a fool.”

Red magic entwined with gold enveloped both their bodies. Its warmth healed her small wounds the same way with his deep one.

They remained in the same position, clapping their hands together and joining magic, for over one ke before the one on Ouyang Feilong’s back completely closed.

Relieved that Ouyang Feilong was safe, Bai Yu finally let fatigue wash over her. She still sat on the floor next to the bed, her head rested on the soft mattress. She closed her eyes, exhausted, while her hands were still held in the larger one of the person whose eyes fluttered open.

Ouyang Feilong adjusted his grasp on her hands. Golden eyes gazed at the sleeping face close to him.

At the thought that this little fool had saved his life yet again, the corner of his mouth lifted. He closed his eyes and fell into a slumber along with her.