Moonlight and wind

On the city wall shrouded in yellow fog, the woman's figure appeared particularly clear in the dim light.

She was no longer that withered and horrible shell, but had regained her former appearance.

Her skin was as white as fresh snow, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and there were crystal tears in her eyes.

Below the city, the roar of the withered general pierced through the thick fog.

"Man'er! You're alive!"

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from cracked bark, so hoarse that it was almost inhuman, but full of heartbreaking ecstasy.

Man'er's slender fingers tightly grasped the battlements of the city wall, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"General, I am flesh and blood now! I can feel my heartbeat!"

She raised her arms, and the faint light shone through her slender fingertips, casting a faint shadow on the ground - this was proof that she was a living being.

Shan Zimo stood aside, his long white robe with dark dragon scale patterns rustling in the wind.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall, emaciated figure at the foot of the city, and asked in a deep voice, "Miss Man, who is the emaciated man leading the group?"

When Man'er turned around, tears drew a silver line in the air.

"He is my husband... and he is also the first person to be fond of forbidden techniques." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, filled with deep guilt and sorrow.

Shan Zimo heard this, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward and shouted to the city: "In this case, you should go into the city alone and discuss ways to save your people!"

Upon hearing this, the emaciated general at the foot of the city raised his dry branch-like arms above his head and let out a long, inhuman howl.

The dense army of withered people behind him suddenly became agitated, and their rotten armor collided with each other, making a teeth-grinding sound.

After the general roared again, this terrifying army slowly disappeared into the yellow fog like the receding tide, leaving only cracked footprints on the ground.

The general slowly took off his dark armor, thrust his spear into the sand, and walked towards the city gate. With every step, his dry soles left a burnt black mark on the sand.

The gate creaked open a crack, and the guards all looked pale, with their spears trembling. They lined up in two rows, sandwiching the general in the middle, and their vigilant eyes never left the terrifying body.

The general turned a blind eye to this and just walked forward mechanically, his empty eye sockets staring straight up at the top of the city wall.

When the general's figure appeared at the end of the steps on the city wall, Man'er let out a heart-wrenching cry and rushed forward desperately.

Her slender arms tightly embraced the dead tree-like body, and her tears soaked the rotten cloth on the general's chest.

"Husband...husband..."

Man'er burst into tears and pressed her face against the general's shriveled chest, "I can still smell your scent...it's still the same pine and ink scent from the past..."

The general raised his arm stiffly, and his dry branch-like fingers carefully stroked Man'er's hair, fearing to hurt her new skin.

His voice was hoarse and gentle: "Man'er, you are still so beautiful... Thank Master Shan quickly..."

Shan Zimo waved his hands quickly, a rare look of embarrassment on his face.

"You don't have to bow to me. If you want to thank someone, thank Miss Qi. It was she who saved Miss Man."

He muttered to himself: Don't say I saved her, she was almost burned to death by the Fiery Fox!

Shan Zimo stopped smiling and said seriously, "Why did you say that I, the young master, can save your people?"

The general slowly let go of Man'er and turned to Shan Zimo.

His dry lips moved, "Because Young Master Shan has a pure Yang body that is rare in a century, he can dispel the evil in our bodies and resolve the curse!"

As he spoke, he suddenly knelt on one knee, and his rotten knee made a teeth-grinding sound of friction on the stone slabs.

"Please have mercy, young master!"

Shan Zimo recalled the process of Qu Xuanyue rescuing Man'er just now——

Xuanyue's blood seeped into Man'er's body, gradually transforming him into a body of flesh and blood.

He shook his head, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid there are people who are more suitable to help you than me."

The general raised his head suddenly, and there seemed to be a flickering fire in his empty eye sockets: "Who is it?"

Shan Zimo turned around and looked at Qu Xuanyue with undisguised fondness in his eyes: "Of course it's her!"

Shan Zimo was unable to tell the withered general that he was no longer a pure yang body!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on the city wall. The soldiers guarding the city looked at each other in bewilderment. Man'er covered his mouth in surprise. Even the general's rotten face showed an expression of disbelief.

"This... this girl?" The general's voice was full of doubt. "How could she..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Yun Fei was very impatient and gestured with the sword in his hand, "Just tell me, was this woman saved by Miss Que?"

The general was speechless for a moment, and nodded woodenly, "It was indeed this young lady who did it!"

"Then why are you questioning her!" Yun Fei put away his sword and looked at Xuanyue proudly, "Do you know who she is?"

"Yun Fei!" Shan Boyu was unwilling, "You don't need to show off!"

Shan Boyu pushed Yun Fei aside and walked up to the withered general. He said mysteriously, "She is a disciple of the Luohui Sect! She has superb medical skills!"

"Bai Yu!" Qu Xuanyue covered her wound embarrassedly, but at this moment, the wound was completely healed! "How can it be as magical as you said!"

The withered general witnessed the extraordinary healing power of Xuanyue. Moreover, the witchcraft and medical skills of the disciples of the Luohui Sect were also well-known in the Wu Kingdom.

"Miss, please have mercy and save the lives of my people!"

"But……"

Xuanyue didn't know how to respond, so Shan Zimo walked up to her and comforted her, "Since Miss Man has recovered, why not..."

Shan Zimo glanced at the general slyly and pointed his finger.

"Try him again!"