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Yan Yunshu suddenly woke up.

She raised her head and looked outside the carriage through the gap in the curtain.

Amid the sound of the heavy rain, one could indeed hear the sounds of fighting outside the carriage.

It's not an illusion, it's...

Could it be that Xu Jinghuai personally led the Yulin Army to chase here?

How could this be? Although the carriage was not as fast as a single rider, it was driven by three horses at the same time and traveled very fast, but only less than half a day had passed.

He was able to catch up so quickly!

To confirm, she closed her eyes again, and when she opened them again, she could still hear the sounds of fighting.

Only then did they finally confirm that this was not a real dream, but that they were really being pursued by the reinforcements sent by Xu Jinghuai.

She was delighted and looked up at the gap again, only to find that the effect of the drug had worn off and she had regained full consciousness.

However, her hands and feet were still tied, so she could only move her body and sit up with difficulty.

Outside the carriage, there was still thunder and lightning and heavy rain.

Xu Jinghuai, holding a sharp sword, fought with the rebel guards who kept appearing. Two Yulin soldiers protected him behind him, forming a triangle with him.

If one side is at a disadvantage, it will be doomed to fail.

During the fight, the other two Yulin soldiers gradually lost their energy and fell into a disadvantage.

Only Xu Jinghuai was left, with a cold and fierce face, fighting among dozens of rebels.

Kill, kill, he was almost blood-thirsty.

The carriage was within reach, and his Yan Yunshu was right in front of him. He could not fail, absolutely not fail. Even if he had to fight one against a hundred, a thousand, or even all living things, he would kill them all.

Even if he dies, he will save her!

He continued to approach the carriage, and the two Yulin soldiers gradually retreated behind Xu Jinghuai, determined to use their bodies to block the flying sword behind Xu Jinghuai.

Finally, the three of them fought their way to the carriage. Seeing that the situation was not good, the rebels attacked more fiercely.

The carriage was surrounded by the rebels.

The coachman took this opportunity to drive the carriage forward. Xu Jinghuai was so anxious that he didn't even have time to pay attention to the sharp sword that was stabbing at him. He took out a hidden weapon from his sleeve and shot it at the coachman.

The coachman fell to the ground, and the horse raised its hooves and stopped in the distance.

But Xu Jinghuai's shoulder blade was pierced by a sharp sword, and blood was spurting out, mixed with rain water, and kept sliding down from under his arm and wrist.

The area in front of him soon turned red with blood.

The Imperial Guards exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

Yan Yunshu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a strong feeling of suffocation came towards her.

She covered her abdomen which suddenly began to ache, and a bad premonition overwhelmed her.

Tears burst out of her eyes and her whole body trembled violently.

He desperately began to struggle to break free from the ropes that bound him. The ropes were too tight and soaked in water, making them even more pressing.

But I could hear the increasingly fierce fighting outside.

Thinking of the uncertain situation of Xu Jinghuai's life or death, Yan Yunshu tried her best and finally broke free from the rope.

A layer of skin and flesh was rubbed off.

A pair of snow-white hands, covered in blood.

But Yan Yunshu, whose mind was blank and whose heart was in a panic, no longer felt any pain. She simply took out the small knife she carried with her from her sleeve, quickly cut the rope at her ankle, and then cut the rope that secured her to the carriage.

Finally got freedom.

However, he did not dare to rush out of the carriage immediately. He could only carefully lift the curtain and see Xu Jinghuai, with blood all over his body and face, still fighting with the remaining dozen rebels. The scene was horrifying, with corpses everywhere. Only one of the Yulin soldiers brought by Xu Jinghuai was left. He was bent over, spitting blood continuously, and still waving a sword in his hand.

As if shocked and puzzled by Xu Jinghuai's determination to fight to the death and the deterrent power he exuded, the rebels surrounding the carriage actually began to confront the two of them.

The rain was pouring down, the wind was howling, and the trees were blown to and fro.

In the sky, lightning danced like silver snakes, and from time to time it fell into the dense forest not far away.

Xu Jinghuai stared at the rebels and the carriage.

Blood was gushing from the blade of the sword he was holding.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yunshu was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe, but the situation was critical and she dared not make a sound.

If Xu Jinghuai's identity was exposed, or if the rebels knew Xu Jinghuai's weakness.

Those are all irreversible consequences.

Either the rebels were so angry that they killed Xu Jinghuai at all costs, or they used themselves to threaten Xu Jinghuai.

Her hands trembled as she clutched the carriage curtain tightly.

The carriage moved slightly. On the other side, a rebel whispered, "Try your best and try again. If you are still defeated, kill the woman in the carriage and disperse."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yunshu put the spirit pearl in her arms and held the hidden weapon tightly in her hand.

She looked through the car curtain at Xu Jinghuai's cold and resolute face.

Looking at his soaked wound again, he was wearing a dark dark guard uniform, so it was hard to see where the wound was. But underneath the dark guard uniform was a crescent-shaped white undershirt that Yan Yunshu was familiar with. Now, the undershirt was bright red, so how could she not know where he was injured? How painful must it be for such a serious wound to be soaked in the heavy rain?

Her heart ached more and more, and tears fell.

I'm sorry, Xu Jinghuai. Perhaps, as they said, all I have brought you is hurt and death.

If I am not here, if I have never been here, can you live well?

Live a lively and happy life?

What I really hope for is that you live a lively and happy life, but now that things have come to this, what can I do?

Am I going to bring you into endless death again in this life?

Yan Yunshu tightened the hidden weapon in her hand, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

No, this time, it's my turn to die and you to live.

Boom...

A loud thunder was heard in the sky, and a dazzling flash of lightning flashed across the sky above the carriage.

In an instant, the whole world was illuminated.

Unable to withstand such dazzling light, the rebels reflexively raised their hands to block it, but the moment they raised their hands, they saw Xu Jinghuai's sharp sword in the dazzling light, swish towards them.

The hand rises and the sword falls.

The hand rose again and the sword fell again.

A gap was finally opened in the rebels surrounding the carriage. Seeing this, the woman who had been hiding behind the carriage quickly entered the carriage. However, she was stunned when she saw Yan Yunshu who had regained consciousness and broken free from her restraints.

Yan Yunshu was also stunned.

The woman turned out to be a slave girl from a butcher's family in the suburbs of the city, and she was Yan Shuyao, who had once again used someone else's skin.

After the two of them confronted each other for a while, the woman felt that she might not be Yan Yunshu's match. After thinking about it, she wanted to leave. However, she saw that Yan Yunshu was pale and looked weak. She thought that she had only fed her some soup that day, and she had just woken up from the effects of the medicine, so she should not be her match.

He plucked up his courage, pulled out a knife from his pocket and pointed it at her.

A face covered in grease, twisted with immense hatred.

"Yan Yunshu! You've fallen into my hands today. Since you were going to die anyway, I'm going to send you to death!"

"Do you know how much pain and suffering you caused me when you acted so pretentiously, then feigned anger and slammed the curtains when we last parted at Tianxiang Tower?"

"Go to hell, Yan Yunshu!"