Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Mo Xing was too weak to use his lightness skill, so he could only carry Chu Yun across the river.

He was exhausted and too weak to speak. Only one thought sustained him: to lead Chu Yun out of the dense forest before him.

But he really had no strength left, and after crossing the river he collapsed to his knees.

This kneeling seemed to drain all her strength, making her bones feel weak and unable to stand up again.

As the cold energy accumulated within his body, frost once again appeared on Mo Xing's face, and his arms trembled. He could only put Chu Yun back on the ground.

Mo Xing tried to circulate his internal energy, but his cold symptoms had flared up frequently in the past few days, and he had also been seriously injured in the battle with Gu Yunzhu. He could not mobilize much internal energy, and the effect was only a drop in the ocean.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, his consciousness became hazy, but Mo Xing dared not fall down.

He glanced at Chu Yun, whose condition was even worse than before. In the moonlight, the woman's lips were as pale as paper, and her wounds were still bleeding. Only the slight rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.

How can I save you?

A tear fell onto the back of Mo Xing's hand.

Since surviving the winter when he left the valley, Mo Xing had never shed a tear again; he had thought he had forgotten how to cry.

Life and death never meant anything to him, but today he wanted to keep someone alive and didn't want that person to die.

"save......"

save her!

His throat hurt so much that he could only utter a single syllable. The cold air surged up again, and this time, Mo Xing was powerless to resist. He was frozen almost instantly and fell straight to the ground.

The only finger that could move struggled forward, searching, but couldn't reach the person so close at hand.

All that remains of her memory is Chu Yun's pale face and endless darkness.

*

Xiao Yue Manor

Xiao Qi'an lay on the bed, looking at Gu Huaizhi sitting by the bedside. His face was pale, and blood was slowly seeping from his face. His symptoms were getting worse day by day, and he was waking up for shorter and shorter periods of time. He was bleeding a lot every day.

Where does one person have so much blood to bleed? If this continues, Xiao Qi'an will bleed to death before Xiao Hanhua returns.

"Still no news?" Xiao Qi'an suddenly asked, his voice weak and listless.

Gu Huaizhi knew he was asking about Chu Yun and Mo Xing, so he could only shake his head. "No, so far we only have the letter that Miss Wen sent back five days ago."

"We received news today that the group of men in black who attempted to assassinate Miss Wen have been identified as Xiao Changfeng's men. The commotion you caused on the day you fell ill aroused Xiao Changfeng's suspicion. Later, when Miss Wen and Mo Xing went down the mountain, he couldn't contain himself any longer and sent men to intercept and kill them, wanting to know your situation."

Seeing the worry that Xiao Qi'an couldn't hide in his eyes, Gu Huaizhi reassured her, "Don't worry, I gave Miss Wen the token before she left. Our people will take care of her along the way, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

It's just that Xiao Changfeng, relying on his years of experience, intercepted all letters entering the manor and investigated all the people entering the manor. He must have intercepted the news about Miss Wen and the others. I don't know what happened, but Xiao Changfeng is so impatient and doesn't care if he makes too much noise and alerts other sects.

"I've already made up my mind. If we still haven't heard from Miss Wen and the others by today, I'll gather the people from Red Robe Workshop and take control of Xiao Yue Manor. No matter what, we can't let Xiao Changfeng completely control us."

"Okay." Xiao Qi'an nodded gently.

Previously, the reason for not using the Red Robe Workshop was to conserve strength and make secret moves, not wanting to make a big fuss. But now the situation is becoming more and more urgent. If we continue to hesitate and hold back, we may end up failing.

“Huaizhi, if I don’t make it through this…” Xiao Qi’an said with difficulty.

"Don't say that." Gu Huaizhi raised his voice, his eyes slightly red.

Xiao Qi'an insisted, "Listen to me, I don't want to die either, but given the current situation, I have to make more plans. If I don't hold on, don't hesitate to gather everyone from the Red Robe Workshop and kill Xiao Changfeng and his men at all costs, as well as Old Master Gu. The second branch of the Gu family has always wanted to seize power. As long as Old Master Gu dies, the Gu family will be in chaos, and Ah Lin can take the opportunity to secure his position as the head of the manor. In the past, I wanted to expose Xiao Changfeng's evil deeds to the public, to make him infamous and be cursed by everyone, but given the current situation, we must bring him down as soon as possible, without waiting for any martial arts tournament."

In Xiao Qi'an's previous plan, if he hadn't fallen ill, he would have used the remaining twenty days to slowly close the net, ensnare Xiao Changfeng, and then gradually destroy everything that Xiao Changfeng cared about, making him furious and helpless, leaving him only to desperately await his fate's punishment and die a painful death.

But that's no longer possible.

Xiao Qi'an spoke quickly and was catching his breath when it seemed someone outside the door knocked something over.

The next moment, Xiao Lin rushed in, "Brother, the position of the manor lord is yours, I don't want it, I don't want anything, I just want you to live."

"You scoundrel! If you're still a son of the Xiao family, shut your mouth and stop crying. If you dare say such irresponsible things again, I will never forgive you!" Xiao Qi'an scolded, panting heavily.

Xiao Lin cried uncontrollably, and it took all his strength to hold back his tears.

Seeing his younger brother like this, Xiao Qi'an was truly worried and said to Gu Huaizhi, "Huaizhi, I'm entrusting everything to you. Please take good care of Alin for me."

"Okay," Gu Huaizhi replied, only realizing his face felt cool after he came to his senses.

Xiao Qi'an forced a smile. "I never thought I'd see you cry one day."

Hearing his joke, Gu Huaizhi smiled bitterly, his throat tightening, unable to speak.

"Brother! Good news!" From afar, Gu Silang's joyful voice rang out, possessing a magical power to sweep away all bitterness.

Gu Huaizhi and Xiao Qi'an exchanged a glance, then quickly got up and went out to check the situation.

Hope rose in Xiao Qi'an's heart.

Hopefully, Gu Silang will bring back good news.

*

"Save her!"

Someone woke up suddenly from a dream and sat up abruptly.

"Master Mo Xing, you're awake!" The servant who had been taking care of Mo Xing heard the voice and hurried in.

Mo Xing looked around and found that he was no longer in the desolate Hanbei Valley, but in a clean and bright house. The furnishings and layout of the house were the same as the room he had stayed in in Hancheng. His drowsy head gradually cleared up, and he stared intently at the servant. "Where is she?"

The servant asked, puzzled, "What?"

"Where is Miss Wen? Now that I've returned to Fukang Tower, she should have been rescued by you. Where is she now?" Mo Xing pressed.

"Miss Wen has indeed returned and is resting in her room..."

Before the servant could finish speaking, Mo Xing threw off the covers and rushed out, heading straight for Chu Yun's room.

Filled with worry and anticipation, he jogged to the door of Chu Yun's room. Upon entering, he was so shocked by what he saw that he stood frozen in place.