A red apricot is about to cheat on you

In the solemn and dignified place of offering sacrifices to heaven, Tuoba Hong, the eldest son of Tian Khan, followed Tian Khan with an upright posture.

He was dressed in a gorgeous robe that fluttered gently in the wind, his hands folded across his chest, his look seemingly respectful, following some ancient and mysterious etiquette.

When the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven ended, Tuoba Hong stepped down from the altar, and his eyes inadvertently swept over Xie Xingchen in the crowd.

At that moment, his eyes widened slightly, revealing a barely perceptible daze. Soon, his face regained its composure. He opened his lips slightly, his voice cold and calm, "Why is the Crown Prince here? We'll be seated soon."

Xie Xingchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

He looked around exaggeratedly, his head turning like a rattle, then fixed his gaze back on Tuoba Hong and said with a hint of amusement: "If I'm not here, then where should I be?" His tone rose, with a hint of pride and provocation.

Tuoba Hong was a man of meticulous mind, and in an instant he connected all the recent events in his mind.

Soon, he saw through Xie Xingchen's conspiracy - to use his own hands to eliminate Wei Yan and his accomplices, and the lives and deaths of the rest of the people were nothing more than insignificant pawns to him.

After thinking it through, he still looked calm and composed.

The two of them just stared at each other, with a faint smile on their lips, but behind that smile, there were endless undercurrents and struggles hidden.

And on the other side,

Yi Duo'er was surrounded by the blazing swords and sabers, the surroundings a mess, with heavy casualties. She held the sharp knife tightly in her hand, the blade stained a glaring red with blood.

Despite the overwhelming force of enemies, she remained undaunted, weaving through the hordes with nimble dexterity. Every swing of her blade stirred up a cloud of blood, successfully dispatching several masters. Her gaze was firm and resolute, like the brightest cold star in the night sky, emitting a chilling light.

However, there were too many enemies and they gradually fell into a desperate situation.

At this moment, a killer emerged from the shadows like a ghost, aiming directly at Wei Yan. Yi Duo'er's eyes were sharp, and she sensed the danger almost instantly.

Without hesitation, she tapped the ground with her toes and flew up like a light swallow, instantly standing in front of Wei Yan.

She swung the knife in her hand with great force. A cold light flashed, and the killer was knocked away like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, Yuan Meng and others were held back by the enemy and could not escape to help.

Yi Duo'er stood alone beside Jiang Wange and Wei Yan. She was like a towering mountain, shielding them from the wind and rain. Under the fierce attack of the enemy, they were forced back step by step to a small mound in front.

Jiang Wange looked at the desperate situation in front of her, her heart burning with anxiety. She shouted with a trembling and desperate voice: "Good boy, go away quickly, don't worry about us!" Her eyes were full of concern and reluctance, as if she was looking at her most cherished relative.

Wei Yan also tried to support his shaky body and urged weakly: "Yes! Little girl, I, Wei Yan, have no way to repay your kindness. Please leave quickly..." His face was as pale as the first snow in winter, and his breathing became intermittent.

How could Yi Duoer abandon them and escape alone? She bit her lower lip until blood oozed out, and gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, the knuckles turning white from the force.

She faced the enemy head-on, the murderous intent in her eyes as sharp as a substance. She raised her head slightly, a look of disdain on her delicate face.

She was mentally prepared to fight the enemy to the death, and would never retreat even until the last moment.

Wei Yan looked at this loyal and righteous girl in front of him, and his heart was filled with admiration and emotion. He knew that his life was about to end, so he did not hold back and used up every last bit of his strength.

He slowly raised his trembling hand, and the internal force in his palm slowly condensed. The internal force was like a galloping dragon, circling and roaring in his hand.

As he swung his sword with all his might, a strong airflow whistled past like a gale. Wherever it went, two enemies were instantly knocked away, fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

Yi Duoer turned around in astonishment and looked at Wei Yan, her eyes full of admiration and surprise:

"Senior Wei, your move is really powerful. When you get better, can you teach me? I will recognize you as my master, okay?" Her tone was full of flattery and expectation, and there was a hint of girlish joy in her crisp voice.

When Wei Yan heard her words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

But before his smile could fully bloom, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat. He could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Wange rushed forward to support him and asked in a trembling voice, "General Wei, are you okay?"

Wei Yan shook his head heavily, his eyes fell on Yi Duoer's worried face, and a feeling of warmth and emotion arose in his heart.

He spoke slowly, his voice weak but full of doting:

"I can't hold on any longer, little girl. I can't teach you anymore, but I see that you have a strong constitution and excellent martial arts skills. You are a rare and promising talent. I won't survive today, but I will accept you as my disciple. I will pass on all my internal energy to you."

Yi Duoer shook her head sadly, her eyes red and tears welling up in them: "Senior Wei, you must live well. I only recognize a living master, not a dead one."

Wei Yan was amused by her words and smiled, with a hint of bitterness and relief in his smile.

Before Yi Duoer could react, he raised his hands, grasped hers, and pulled her toward him. The entire movement was seamless, smooth, and natural, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

In an instant, a powerful internal force surged out of Wei Yan's body like a surging tide, and continuously flowed into Yi Duoer's body.

Yi Duoer only felt a burst of heat in her body, as if a ball of blazing flame was running wildly in her meridians. She wanted to resist, but found it was too late.

She knew very well that if she couldn't calm down at this moment, she knew from her last experience that she would most likely go crazy, so she could only endure the discomfort and cooperate with Wei Yan until the last bit of his internal energy flowed into her body.

After Yi Duoer calmed down, her heart was filled with respect and gratitude for Wei Yan.

She quickly knelt down in front of Wei Yan and kowtowed: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!" Her crying voice echoed in the bloody battlefield, and every word was filled with her deep friendship and reluctance to part with Wei Yan.

Wei Yan was immersed in the joy and satisfaction of accepting a disciple the previous second, but in the next second, the powder that the man had previously given Wei Yan took effect.

His eyes instantly turned red, like burning flames, bloodshot, and his expression became distorted and painful, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Jiang Wange was frightened and took several steps back, her eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Yi Duoer was extremely worried. She quickly supported Wei Yan and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Yan groaned in pain, clutching his head tightly with both hands, as if this would alleviate the pain. Suddenly, he pushed Yi Duoer away with a fierce palm, then clutched his head even tighter with both hands, rolling on the ground in agony, shouting, "Kill me! It hurts so much!"

Yi Duo'er's face was filled with confusion and bewilderment. Wei Yan, holding on to the last bit of rationality left, struggled to explain:

"That man just now was sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He poisoned me, and this poison has already triggered the Gu poison in my body. Good disciple, I beg you, kill me! The poison has already penetrated my internal organs, and I can no longer survive."

Yi Duoer looked at Wei Yan's painful expression, and her heart felt as if it was being torn apart by thousands of hands, causing her unbearable pain.

She held the knife tightly in her hand, but was unable to make the move.

"No, I can't do it. There must be a way, Master, you have to hold on." Tears slid down her cheeks like beads with broken strings. She looked at Jiang Wange, her eyes full of helplessness and plea for help.

Jiang Wange shook her head helplessly. She couldn't think of any way to save Wei Yan.

Wei Yan saw that they were almost unable to hold on, and the severe pain caused by the poison made him feel worse than death.

Taking advantage of Yi Duoer's distraction, he suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, stepped forward quickly, and ran straight towards the knife in Yi Duoer's hand.

Yi Duoer was so frightened by this sudden change that she stood there in a daze, her mind went blank and she was unable to react for a while.

This scene happened to be seen by Yuan Meng. She shouted in horror, "Master!" The voice pierced the sky, full of despair and helplessness.

Jiang Wange was also frightened, her body trembling slightly. Wei Yan's lips curled up slightly, he had finally escaped the endless pain and found freedom.

He whispered, "Don't be afraid, my disciple, and don't feel guilty. You are helping your master." The voice echoed in Yi Duoer's ears for a long time, as if it was his last words.

Wei Yan slowly told the specific location of the treasure cave, took out a small golden key from his mouth, and stuffed it into Yi Duoer's hand. Then he slowly fell to the ground, his life force gradually dissipated, leaving only silence and sadness.

"Master..." Yi Duoer looked at the dead Wei Yan, her voice hoarse and weak, her eyes full of disbelief and grief.

She looked at Jiang Wange again, her eyes dull and tears streaming, but her heart seemed numb with endless grief, unable to feel any sadness. Her face expressionless, she asked softly:

"Aunt Jiang? What happened just now? What happened just now? Why is Master lying on the ground?"

Jiang Wange noticed that Yi Duoer was greatly traumatized and felt distressed.

She walked forward, gently held Yi Duoer in her arms, and comforted her tenderly, as if she wanted to use her arms to dispel the coldness and sadness of the world for her.

It wasn't long before the enemy captured them all.

Yuan Meng was held down tightly, and she kept cursing Yi Duoer, as if blaming all the blame on her.

In this battle, nearly half of the soldiers were killed or wounded. Broken limbs were everywhere, blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Yi Duoer slowly pushed Jiang Wange away. Suddenly, she became so angry that her vision went dark and she fainted on the ground.

Her body was like a fallen leaf, appearing so helpless and fragile on this battlefield full of death and despair.

After they were brought back to Huju, Yi Duoer developed a high fever due to the conflict between the two internal forces in her body, one yin and one yang.

She lay on the bed, frowning, murmuring constantly, "No! No!" The voice was full of fear and anxiety, as if she was still fighting the enemy in her dream, and as if she was resisting this cruel reality.

Jiang Wange and Xie Xingchen, who were guarding her bedside, looked at her with serious expressions.

Jiang Wange's eyes were full of worry and concern. She wiped Yi Duoer's forehead with a wet towel from time to time, hoping to cool her down.

Xie Xingchen looked at Yi Duoer with complicated eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

When Yi Duoer opened her eyes again, she felt dizzy and found herself back in Aunt Jiang's tent.

The dizziness made her unable to think about other things, but she knew clearly that it was Xie Xingchen who used her to get rid of Wei Yan, who was a threat to the Dongli Kingdom, and even poisoned Wei Yan in such a shameless way.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling like a stupid fool. She had always been so self-righteous that she thought she was smart, but she had never expected to be tricked so thoroughly and fall into endless pain and regret.