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Emperor Huide looked at Prince Ning, whose eyes slowly closed in his arms. His eyes were bloodshot, and he tightened his arms around him and roared, "Long Yi, I want Tuoba Ye to be torn into pieces."

Tuoba Ye, who was fighting with Chu Ci not far away, heard Emperor Huide's roar and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Chu Ci's sharp sword thrusting towards him quickly, his eyes darkened. Then the corners of his mouth rose. Just as Long Yi and Po Tian were about to join the battle, he stretched out his hand to grasp Chu Ci's sword, ignoring the blood gushing from his hand, and fiercely stabbed it into his abdomen. The force was so great that even half of the sword disappeared.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and blood from his abdomen instantly soaked through his robes and dripped onto the ground. He stared at Chu Ci closely, a mad smile on his face.

"Ci'er, even if I die, I will die in your hands."

Chu Ci looked at his crazy behavior, his eyes shocked, and he let go of the hilt of the sword for a moment and took several steps back.

Po Tian, ​​who was standing aside, looked at Tuoba Ye, who was half-kneeling on the ground and laughing, with hatred in his eyes and anger on his face. His hand holding the hilt of the sword turned pale.

"Tuoba Ye, now that you've lost your life, it's all your own fault."

Chu Ci looked at him, anger in her beautiful eyes, and said in a loud voice.

Tuoba Ye laughed at himself, his eyes shifting to Chu Ci's beautiful face with a hint of heroism, his eyes revealing reluctance to leave.

In a trance, a picture emerged in his mind that he would never forget in his life: a beautiful woman in a red robe, riding a handsome horse and galloping freely, emitting bursts of clear and pleasant laughter because of the joy in her heart.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose, and then he looked into the distance. His eyes slowly became empty and lifeless, and he stopped breathing.

……

In the pitch-black night, a sudden flash of lightning illuminated the fork in the road. Corpses littered the ground, leaving it a crimson mess. The clash of swords and screams pierced the rain, only to be drowned out by the roar of thunder that followed.

"Hold on a little longer on Friday and Saturday, the lady will surely be here."

At this moment, Zhou Da and the other two stood back to back, panting heavily, their hands trembling as they gripped their swords. The rain pelted their faces and bodies, seemingly washing away the fatigue of nearly half an hour of fighting. On the other side, Li Yan and the other two stood back to back, all in the same situation.

Zhou Da looked at the group of black-clad men who surrounded him in a moment. His brows knitted tightly, his eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Kill!"

Several people holding swords went forward to meet them again.

At this time, waves of horse hoof sounds came from far away.

The man in blue, standing nearby and watching the fight, had a wicked smile on his face. He then snorted coldly, his face awash with madness. He licked his purple lips with his scarlet tongue and said in a hoarse voice, "Since you're all here, stay. Those human pigs are tired of playing with you."

Li Lan and his group listened to the fierce clash of swords not far away, and were extremely anxious. From a distance, they saw a large number of men in black attacking Zhou Da and his group. Seeing this, Li Lan's heart tightened.

"Hurry, rush over!" she shouted.

Then, Li Xi, An Yi and Zhou Qi rode their horses like arrows, holding their weapons tightly, and rushed forward. Wherever they went, screams were heard.

"Girl, stay ten steps away from me."

Zhou Yuntian, wearing a conical hat, looked at Li Lan and gave instructions.

Li Lan nodded, her eyes full of ruthlessness. She tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of her skirt, wrapped the handle of the knife tightly in her palm, and held it tightly.

The two men dismounted and joined the battle. Zhou Yuntian's swordsmanship was sharp, instantly killing several men in black.

Li Lan was merciless, each move aimed directly at the enemy's vital points. For a moment, the men in black were intimidated by their momentum and slowed down their attack.

Seeing this, Lan Yi's eyes became more sinister. He said viciously, "Humph, you all must die today!"

Then he ran towards Li Lan who was fighting with a long sword in his hand.

At this moment, a large number of masked men in black suddenly emerged from all directions. Their fierce aura instantly shocked the men in black surrounding Li Lan and his group. In an instant, the situation reversed.

Li Lan and others were cheered up and took advantage of the panic of the men in black to launch a more fierce attack.

Zhou Yuntian, who was fighting here, caught a glimpse of the blue-clothed man running straight towards Li Lan. He swung his sword and a strong sword wind swept out, killing all the black-clothed men in front of him, and the blue-clothed man on the side also dodged in panic.

Zhou Yuntian leaped forward, his sword pointed at Lan Yi's throat. Lan Yi dodged sideways and simultaneously thrust his sword back at Zhou Yuntian's abdomen. Zhou Yuntian, alert, leaned back, avoiding the fatal blow. Then, he raised his leg and kicked Lan Yi's wrist, sending the sword flying from his hand in pain.

Zhou Yuntian pursued him, unleashing several more blasts of sword energy. Lan Yi retreated repeatedly, only to bump into a tree behind him. With no escape route, his eyes blazed red, as if he were ready to fight to the death.

Zhou Yuntian pressed forward step by step. Just when he was about to give Lan Yi the final blow, Lan Yi quickly took out the flute from his sleeve and blew it. Suddenly, about three tall and strong men wearing iron helmets rushed out from the woods on one side.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuntian's eyes darkened, and he quickly slashed his sword across the aorta in Lan Yi's neck. Lan Yi touched his neck, his eyes widening, and fell straight to the ground, splashing water. He was silent for a moment.

"Li Xi."

Seeing Li Xi being seriously injured and sent flying by a punch from one of the big men wearing an iron helmet, Zhou Da couldn't help but shout loudly.

The others' hearts trembled as they quickly swung their swords, moving closer to Li Xi. Zhou Da was even more frantic, his eyes bloodshot and his sword energy even stronger than before.

Li Lan was extremely anxious as he looked at Li Xi lying on the ground spitting out blood.

He looked at the three men wearing iron helmets again, his eyes darkening. These men were invulnerable? They were using such powerful men against me. Was the person behind this scheme too confident in their ability to take down the Qin Dynasty? Or was he overly proud of himself?

Suddenly, she exchanged glances with Zhou Yuntian, who was not far away. They both rushed over, their attacks as fast as lightning. Zhou Yuntian's sword danced, but the iron helmet was extremely hard. His sword only made a metallic clang when it struck, and did not injure the opponent.

At this time, Li Lan frowned, and suddenly something happened in his mind, remembering the TV series he had watched in his previous life. This kind of person who seemed invulnerable to swords and guns had weaknesses in the joints, and the iron helmet could definitely be opened.

She signaled Zhou Yuntian with her eyes, and he understood. The two of them worked in perfect harmony, focusing on the two men's knees and elbows. Sure enough, this move worked, and the two men's movements gradually slowed down.

Seeing that this was indeed the case, Li Lan shouted to Zhou Da and An Yi, "Hit the connection between his head and the helmet, and attack his knee joints."

Zhou Da and An Yi understood each other and immediately attacked the knee joint of the big man in front of them.

Here, Zhou Yuntian was seen scrambling between two burly men. Seizing the perfect opportunity, Li Lan leaped onto one of the men's backs and struck him with the hilt of his sword where his helmet met his head. With a resounding crack, the helmet cracked. Zhou Yuntian seized the opportunity to thrust his sword into the crack, sending the man reeling.

The two men finished off another Iron Helmet man in the same manner. Looking over to Zhou Da Anyi's side, the battle had also ended. A moment later, all the black-clad men on the blue-clad side were wiped out.

At this time, the rain became lighter and the sky gradually brightened.

The man in black wearing a copper mask, who was in the lead, bowed to Li Lan, nodded to An, and left with his men.

Li Lan thought of Li Xi lying on the ground and rushed towards her. Zhou Da was one step faster than her and helped Li Xi up from the ground. Looking at her pale face, his eyes were full of heartache and self-blame.

Li Lan approached and quickly took off his bamboo hat and put it on Li Xi. Listening to Li Xi's weak breathing, he said anxiously, "Hurry, hurry back to the village."

Zhou Da also immediately picked up Li Xi, tiptoed, and flew towards Lijia Village.

Seven days later, several villages returned to their former bustle.

Li Lan looked at Li Xi lying quietly in bed, his eyes filled with solemnity, and he couldn't help but sigh. He especially remembered Doctor Xu's unpleasant expression after taking Li Xi's pulse. He said that Li Xi's heart meridian was damaged, and he had been caught in the rain. He first used medicine to reduce the fever, and then used medicine to see if she could wake up in the next few days. If not, she might never wake up.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Zhou Yuntian walked in. He said in a deep voice from outside: "Girl, you haven't had a good rest for a long time. If you keep going like this, your body will collapse."

Li Lan, who was sitting on the stool, withdrew his thoughts, lowered his eyes to hide the unspeakable emotions in his heart, stood up and walked out.

Zhou Yuntian saw her come out, her eyes were blue, her face was tired and she could not hide it. Her eyes showed heartache and she said softly, "Girl, are you afraid to close your eyes? Don't be afraid, I will sleep with you, okay? We killed those who deserved to be killed, so there is no need to be afraid."

"It's okay, Zhou Yuntian. I can't sleep until Li Xi wakes up. Have you sent a letter to Bian Jing? When will Potian arrive?"

As soon as she said this, Zhou Yuntian felt a surge of grief in his heart, and then he softly comforted her, "It's almost there, they'll be here soon."

"Them? Who else? Are grandma and Third Uncle back too?"

A slight smile appeared on Li Lan's pale face.

He reached out and stroked her thin face, smiling and nodding. But there was a hint of uncertainty in his smile.

"You must eat more. You have made your parents, elder brother and younger brother very worried these days."

"Okay. Zhou Yuntian, are you worried about something?"

"No, I'm just worried about you."

Li Lan saw that his handsome face was full of worry, and knew that he was worried about her, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Fengyi Palace in Bianjing.

"How has Rui'er been these days?"

Nanny Li sighed softly and said, "Ever since the Third Master carried the Madam's coffin back home six days ago, His Highness has been absent-minded all day."

"Alas, I understand his bitterness. However, he was born into the royal family, so how can he escape his responsibilities? And yesterday he declared his ancestral roots, making it known to the world. Not only Your Majesty, but the other ministers would not want to see him so depressed."

Chu Ci rubbed his temples, his eyes filled with helplessness and worry.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. We still have Master Shen. Master Shen will definitely be able to convince His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I hope so."

Wenhua Hall of the Bianjing Imperial Palace.

Li Chunhua, no, now she should be called Qin Jinrui, sat behind the desk, listening absentmindedly to Shen Congnan's article.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Qin Jinrui paused, then quickly stood up and bowed.

"Master, I'm sorry."

Shen Congnan sighed softly and said in a deep voice, "It's a good thing that Your Highness is grateful. However, if you are burdened by this emotion, then I think it's a bad thing. Now that Your Highness is the Crown Prince, there will be no shortage of such things in the future. I think Your Highness should turn his emotions into motivation and do what he should do."

Qin Jinrui's eyes flashed, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly became clear-headed. His mind suddenly became enlightened, and he bowed and said, "Grandmaster, you are absolutely right. It is my Highness who has been obsessed with appearances."

Seeing him so humble, Shen Congnan touched his beard, smiled and nodded.