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Xie Yuantang lowered his head suddenly: "Husband, are you awake?"

She squatted in front of Situ Yan, her fingers naturally pressed on her pulse, her brows slightly furrowed.

Although the poison that was spreading outward from him was sealed with a silver needle just now, Situ Yan shouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Situ Yan propped himself up and sat up, looking at the thick smoke and slaughter not far away, the bloodshot in his eyes became heavier: "Are they... all here to kill me?"

Xie Yuantang shook his hand and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, you and Yan Feng go first, I will be able to deal with this place soon."

Situ Yan glanced at Bai Lang, then looked down at Xie Yuantang.

Despite such murderous intentions, she still didn't abandon him.

"I am your husband, I should protect you."

Situ Yan curled his lips and gently stroked Xie Yuantang's hair with his big hand.

Xie Yuantang thought he was a little strange, but this was not the time to talk about that. She pointed at Xiaoguai and said, "Ride Xiaoguai and go find your uncle after you get out of the forest, and then..."

Before she finished speaking, her vision suddenly went dark. She turned her head and looked at Situ Yan in disbelief: "Husband, you..."

Situ Yan withdrew his hand from the acupuncture point, hugged her fallen body, and said softly: "Silly girl, I am your husband."

The moment Xie Yuantang fainted, Bai Lang and Yan Feng both retreated.

Situ Yan handed Xie Yuantang to Bai Lang and said in a deep voice: "The fire started from the front. You take her on horseback and leave from the back mountain. If you really can't escape, there is a mountain stream in the back mountain. Go there to take shelter until the fire stops."

Bai Lang narrowed his eyes. The two had just fought, but Situ Yan was not conscious at that time. This was the first time he had a conversation with Situ Yan.

"You...are not stupid anymore?" Bai Lang asked puzzledly.

Situ Yan did not answer, but just looked at Xie Yuantang intently. He raised his slender fingers and wanted to touch her cheek, but before he touched her, he saw the blood on his fingertips and immediately withdrew his hand.

"Take her away," he said.

Bai Lang frowned and snorted, "Do you think I don't want to? But if you die, she will have to break up with me!"

If he wasn't afraid that Xie Yuantang would ignore him, he would have knocked him out and taken him away long ago. Why would he waste time here?

As he was speaking, several men in black rushed over after seriously injuring Yan Feng.

Bai Lang kicked one of them away, and Situ Yan broke the arm of another man with his bare hands. At the same time, he snatched the sword from his hand and killed the man with one strike of the sword!

This skill... is even more agile than when the two of them were fighting just now!

Bai Lang's eyes flickered slightly.

Situ Yan held the sword in his hand and said coldly: "I will not die. Someone will come looking for me soon. It will be troublesome for you to stay."

These people are coming for him, and only he can solve this problem.

Situ Yan looked back at him, bloodshot flashing in his eyes: "Are you not leaving yet?"

Bai Lang frowned, picked up Xie Yuantang and jumped onto the horse.

He turned his head to look at Situ Yan who was surrounded by men in black, took a deep breath, and rode away!

If Xie Yuantang was still awake, if she had enough mental strength, then these people would not be a threat at all, but now there are not only killers, but also forest fires.

Bai Lang looked down at the unconscious Xie Yuantang, pursed his lips and said, "You can't blame me for this. I have to make sure you stay alive first."

Seeing Bai Lang taking Xie Yuantang away, Yan Feng said anxiously: "Master, you go first..."

Before he could finish, a sword stabbed at him, almost taking his life!

At the critical moment, Situ Yan blocked a sword for him and pulled him behind him.

Yan Feng had been bleeding profusely for a long time, and now he coughed and said, "Master..."

Situ Yan said coldly: "Don't be so useless, wait until we kill them, and then we'll leave together."

He stood still, looking at the men in black around him, smiled coldly, and slowly took out the pill that he had kept for a long time.

He had asked Abbot Tian Miao for that. One pill every six months was the limit, but now it was less than half a year and he had to take it.

Situ Yan's eyes stayed on the pill for half a second. He didn't know what he was thinking about. His eyes suddenly became very gentle and he whispered, "My wife, I won't change."

After he finished speaking, he swallowed the medicine without hesitation.

In an instant, the blood in the body seemed to be frozen and then forcibly broken!

Countless memories came flooding back!

Yan Feng stood behind Situ Yan and looked at him uncertainly: "Master, Master?"

Situ Yan closed his eyes and then slowly opened them.

The blood red in Taohua's eyes gradually became clearer, but the murderous intent only increased.

Situ Yan didn't look back at Yan Feng, he just said: "Go find Yan Mo, find a way to send a signal."

Yan Feng froze for a moment, glanced at the twenty or so people who were still alive, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

He is seriously injured now. Staying here will only be a burden. We must find help as soon as possible!

Seeing Yan Feng leave, the surrounding black-clothed men did not chase him, but looked at Situ Yan with disdain: "Fool, you don't think you can deal with the grandfathers by yourself, do you?"

Situ Yan slowly moved his wrist, and looked at the twenty or so people in front of him as if they were dead, and said in a calm yet crazy voice: "You scared Xiao Tang'er."

Everyone: "..."

Situ Yan looked at the smoke getting closer and closer, his thin lips curled up in a bloodthirsty arc: "When Third Brother asked you to kill me, didn't I tell you not to let me wake up?"

Everyone was shocked and before they could react, Situ Yan's sword had already slashed across their throats!

In the thick and fierce fire, Situ Yan's black clothes were soaked in blood. He was alone with a sword, killing mercilessly!

He didn't defend himself at all. Amid the flashing of swords and sabers, he seemed to feel no pain, as if he would never die. There was only killing in his eyes, only killing!

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer killers standing.

They finally looked at Situ Yan with fear in their eyes.

"Madman, you are a madman!"

Someone shouted, and the hand holding the sword finally began to tremble, and the steps began to retreat.

Situ Yan chuckled, the tip of his sword resting on the ground, the enemy's blood mixed with his own and dripped down the sword into the soil.

"Mad man? Isn't he a fool?"

Situ Yan raised his sword, his charming and handsome face illuminated by the smoke from the wildfire looked like a devil from hell!

When Yan Feng, Yan Mo, Leng Yunchao and others finally arrived, they saw him standing there alone, surrounded by corpses!

Situ Yan...killed everyone!

"master!"

Yan Mo helped Yan Feng over and said, "Hurry up, the wildfire is spreading!"

Situ Yan nodded and said to Leng Yunchao, "Tie up these bodies, drag them behind the horses, and take them out."

Leng Yunchao asked in confusion: "What... are you going to do?"

Situ Yan smiled coldly: "Of course I will treat my good brother to a good meal!"

Leng Yunchao was shocked and looked at Situ Yan suspiciously, asking the question that had been pent up in his heart: "You... are Situ Yan, right?"