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The man was like a beast whose mate had been taken from him, exuding a chilling aura that seemed to seep into his very bones.
His cold face and sharp, icy eyes surveyed the surroundings, freezing everything in their gaze.
As he looked up at the towering peak that pierced the clouds, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his cold eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
"Le Yao Yao, you must wait for me! You must!"
Just as he silently shouted in his heart, a voice of surprise echoed from not far ahead.
"Prince, we have found the secret path to Saintess Mountain!"
"Good, let's go!"
…
The cold white snow lay over a pool of bright red blood, and there was a dismembered body with a pale face. Its wide-open eyes stared directly at him, and the limbless body wriggled like an earthworm, crawling towards him.
As it crawled, it spoke.
"It’s all your fault; you harmed me. Return my life to me, return my life to me..."
"No, no! It wasn’t me! I never intended to harm you! I didn’t… ah…"
Awakening abruptly from the nightmare, Le Yao Yao sat up in bed with a start.
Seeing the blood-red curtains fluttering in the wind, resembling a ghost in red clothing, she felt a chill run down her spine. She hurriedly got out of bed but accidentally rolled off onto the floor.
Fortunately, the bed was not high, and the thick wool carpet cushioned her fall, so she was unharmed.
Lying on the soft wool carpet and gazing at the brightly lit room, Le Yao Yao took deep breaths while wiping the sweat that had formed on her forehead. It was then she realized that night had fallen without her noticing.
Looking out at the pitch-black night beyond the window, Le Yao Yao couldn’t help but recall the events of the day.
Thinking about Nian Sulan being mutilated and lying in a pool of blood, she couldn't help but wonder if she was already dead, and what about that dream she just had.
Could it be that she was unwilling to die and planned to seek revenge?
At this thought, Le Yao Yao's heart sank.
She also recalled Simu Han's brutality; with just a gentle word, he could take a life, and in such a cruel manner that left no trace of the victim behind.
He was a devil!
When she first met him, he had presented himself as gentle and considerate, gradually lowering her guard and making her believe he wasn't so bad after all.
However, the incident with Nian Sulan made her realize that Simu Han was indeed a devil! Therefore, she had to escape!
Yes! She needed to get out of here!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao stood up from the ground. Her beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings, and she discovered that the room was completely empty.
This was good news for her!
If not now, when would she escape!?
With urgency, Le Yao Yao hurriedly donned her snow-white fox fur coat and put on the matching hat, covering her long black hair entirely.
After all, the coat reached her ankles and had no stray hairs. Its pristine white color blended almost seamlessly with the snow.
If she lay still in the snow, an ordinary person would be unable to detect her presence.
That was why Le Yao Yao chose to wear this fox fur coat to conceal herself.
Once she had arranged her appearance, Le Yao Yao dared not use the front door; instead, she climbed out through the open window.
Throughout her escape, Le Yao Yao remained extremely vigilant, fearful of being discovered by anyone.
In her mind, Le Yao Yao couldn't stop thinking about the Tile House that Simu Han had taken her to today. As long as she could reach that Tile House and then go down through the secret passage, she was sure she could escape!
The thought of leaving this place and returning to Leng Junyu's side filled her with a surge of energy, and she felt fearless, eager to leave as quickly as possible.
However, just as she was crossing the Plum Sea, planning to reach the Tile House, a sudden loud slap echoed in the stillness of the night, startling her. She immediately halted her steps, slowly crouching down to hide beneath a Plum Tree, her beautiful eyes scanning for the source of the sound.
Not far ahead, she saw two figures standing—one in black and one in red.
The moonlight was cold, casting a hazy glow over the earth.
Le Yao Yao focused her gaze and could make out their features quite clearly.
The man in black had a grotesque scar across his face, making him look particularly terrifying yet wild.
This man was none other than Azure Wind, whom she had encountered once before.
Standing in front of Azure Wind was a woman dressed in red. Even if she turned to ash, Le Yao Yao would still recognize her. This woman was known as Crimson Robe.
In fact, this wasn't the first time Le Yao Yao had seen this woman. Aside from her unforgettable entrance today—with that blood-dripping sword and a smile that resembled a ghost's—she left a deep impression on Le Yao Yao.
The first time she saw this woman was at the brothel!
At that time, Crimson Robe was fighting with Leng Junyu. However, due to her appearance, Crimson Robe managed to escape. Later, from Leng Junyu's words, she learned that Crimson Robe was quite a formidable character.
Moreover, she was the hall master of Evil One Sect and the most capable assistant of the Evil One Sect Leader!
As Le Yao Yao pondered over this woman's identity and looked at the two standing there—seeing Azure Wind's bruised face—she felt puzzled.
What were they doing here in the middle of the night? Why was the woman hitting the man? What on earth was happening?
But their business was none of her concern; she was only worried about how long they would take to leave. After all, this was the closest and safest route to the Tile House.
Because of this Plum Sea, very few people come back here at night.
Originally thinking that escaping from here tonight would be foolproof, a troublesome pair of men and women appeared, leaving Le Yao Yao feeling speechless.
She considered retreating to find another way but was unwilling to give up.
So she could only wait quietly here, hoping they would leave before she made her escape.
She just hoped their business wouldn’t take too long; she was afraid that Simu Han would discover she was not in the room and realize she had fled.
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in thought, the two people in front began to speak. Initially, Le Yao Yao had no intention of listening, but then she heard them mention her name, causing her to focus intently on their conversation.
“Azure Wind, why are you doing this!? That woman is clearly not the Madam; she just resembles her! Why did you bring her back to deceive the Master!?”
Crimson Robe's voice was laced with barely concealed anger, his brows furrowed and displeasure evident on his face.
In response to Crimson Robe's question, Azure Wind remained silent for a moment before speaking softly.
“Do you think I wanted to do this?! When the Madam passed away, you were not present. The Master was devastated by her death and nearly followed her into the afterlife. If we hadn’t stopped him and told him there was a resurrection potion in this world, he wouldn’t have held onto even a glimmer of hope to live on.”
“But the resurrection potion is a lie; where in this world could there be such a thing?”
“True, there isn’t one in this world. But for the Master, it represents hope. Otherwise, he wouldn’t still be living in this state.”
Azure Wind growled as he spoke. After pausing for a moment, he continued.
“However, if we keep deceiving the Master like this, one day he will discover that this resurrection potion is nothing but a falsehood. What will happen then? Luo Shang, have you ever thought about what would happen if the Master found out we were deceiving him? Would he still want to live? The Master has shown us kindness; we are all people he saved. Our lives belong to him. Can we really just watch him die?”
“But you can’t bring back a fake! Sooner or later, the Master will find out, won’t he?”
Hearing Azure Wind’s words, Crimson Robe pressed his red lips together defiantly and replied stubbornly.
Seeing this, Azure Wind couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh.
"Whether it's fake or not, at least the Master believes she is real. I remember back during the Talent Show, I was ordered by the Master to take the hearts and blood of the other girls. However, when I saw that woman who looked exactly like the Mistress, I thought for a moment that she had been resurrected. It wasn't until I fell off a cliff and miraculously survived, living at the bottom for over two months, that I realized she wasn't the Mistress at all; she just resembled her. So, at that time, I thought if I could survive and leave this place, I would bring back this woman who looked just like the Mistress. At least the Master would think this was his wife come back to life, allowing him to live on instead of being a mere shell of himself. That would be enough to help our Evil One Sect thrive and endure."
Upon hearing Azure Wind's words, Crimson Robe remained silent. However, this revelation nearly made Le Yao Yao gasp in shock.
Unable to help herself, she covered Small Mouth's mouth tightly with her hands, her mind suddenly clearing.
No wonder when she first saw Azure Wind here, he seemed so familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before but couldn't quite place it.
It turned out that this man was the one who had kidnapped her during the Talent Show and was later pushed off the cliff by Leng Junyu.
At that time, she had found it strange how he looked at her with such astonishment and disbelief, as if he recognized her.
She hadn't understood why then, but now it all made sense.
This man had seen her face and realized she looked exactly like their Mistress, which was why he was so surprised.
Moreover, according to what he said, the black-clad person who had kidnapped her a few days ago was actually him...
This man knew she resembled his wife so he abducted her!
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao furious. She wished she could rush out and kick him hard.
After all, if it weren't for him, she would have long returned to Great Xia and been waiting patiently for her wedding day instead of ending up in this place.
Although Le Yao Yao was extremely angry with Azure Wind's actions, reason told her to endure for now. She was still on someone else's turf and couldn't act rashly.
Furthermore, she had no martial skills; if they discovered her presence, it would be disastrous. So Le Yao Yao gritted her teeth and held back her anger.
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's restraint, Azure Wind and his companions were unaware of her presence. After a moment of silence, Crimson Robe gritted his teeth and growled at Azure Wind.
"But your actions make me hate you! Do you even realize that?"
"Haha, of course I do."
As for Crimson Robe, Azure Wind could only let out a bitter smile and say, "But, Luo Shang, you shouldn't be so foolish. You know very well that the leader only has his wife in his heart. Why put yourself through this?"
"My matters are none of your business!"
Crimson Robe completely ignored Azure Wind's earnest words, growling back with a harsh tone.
Hearing Crimson Robe's response, Azure Wind's face quickly showed signs of hurt, and he fell silent.
Perhaps realizing that his tone had been a bit too harsh, Crimson Robe paused for a moment before speaking again.
"You should be saying that to yourself. I... only have the leader in my heart, so don't be so foolish. I'm not worth it!"
"Luo Shang, I think you're worth it. No matter how many years you want me to wait, I will wait. I don't ask for you to like me back; as long as you need me, I will always be right behind you."
At Azure Wind's heartfelt confession, Crimson Robe clearly looked uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao, who was squatting under the Plum Tree listening in, couldn't help but roll her eyes in exasperation.
How did their conversation end up drifting into this love talk!?
And how much longer were they going to take? Her legs were going numb from squatting, and it was so cold here!
Le Yao Yao grumbled to herself when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by. Her nose twitched as she felt the urge to sneeze; however, she quickly covered her nose with her hand, trying to suppress the impulse.
Unfortunately, this movement caused her to lose her balance and sit down abruptly.
But that wasn't the worst part.
As she sat down, she accidentally crushed a dry branch behind her. With a soft 'crack,' although the sound was not loud, both Crimson Robe and Azure Wind were martial artists; even this faint noise immediately caught their attention.
"Who is it!?"
With a cold shout from Crimson Robe, Le Yao Yao's heart jolted, and she silently screamed in her mind.
It's over, it's over! She found out! What should I do!?
Le Yao Yao felt like an ant in a boiling pot, her thoughts in disarray.
Moreover, from what she had just overheard, it seemed that Simu Han deeply loved his wife Xiner, while Crimson Robe was deeply in love with Simu Han, and Azure Wind was deeply in love with Crimson Robe.
Such a tangled web of relationships! If Crimson Robe discovered that she had been eavesdropping on their conversation, who knows how she would deal with her?
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao feel increasingly anxious.
Just then, Crimson Robe, who had been standing not far ahead, began to walk slowly toward her, step by step.
Watching those approaching footsteps, Le Yao Yao felt as if her heart was about to leap into her throat.
It's over! She's getting closer. If she takes a few more steps, she'll definitely discover me!
What should I do? What should I do?
Should I just go out myself? If I do that, she'll definitely know that I was hiding here listening to them. But if I don't go out now, Crimson Robe will find me anyway.
After thinking it over and over again, Le Yao Yao decided it was better to take the initiative and step out.
With that thought in mind, she bit down on Silver Fang and prepared to stand up and walk out.
However, at that moment, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from the small path beside her. The sound of footsteps on the path was accompanied by a series of 'patter patter' noises. Following that, a panicked voice rang out just in time.
"Not good! Master Crimson, Master Azure!"
Hearing that panicked voice, both Crimson Robe and Azure Wind turned their gazes toward the source of the sound.
They saw a lanky figure in black hurriedly appearing before them.
"What is the matter that has you so flustered?"
Seeing the man's expression, Crimson Robe couldn't help but furrow her beautifully arched brows and asked coldly.
Realizing he had just lost his composure, the man paused for a moment, clasped his hands in front of Crimson Robe and Azure Wind, and said, "I don't know who leaked the location of the secret passage, but a group of people is currently charging out from it and is now fighting with our people outside!"
"What!? Is that true!? Do you know who they are?"
Upon hearing the man's words, both Crimson Robe and Azure Wind were taken aback and immediately inquired.
Meanwhile, hiding under the Plum Tree, Le Yao Yao perked up her ears to listen.
Someone was actually attacking!?
This was excellent; this wicked cult should have been eradicated long ago. She just wondered who was powerful enough to dare assault the Evil One Sect.
Just as Le Yao Yao was pondering this, she was struck like thunder when she heard the next words from the man—
"Reporting to the Red Hall Master, according to the Blue Hall Master, it is said that they are from Duke Rui's Residence, and leading them is Prince Rui!"
"What!? It's Prince Rui!?"
Upon hearing this, both Crimson Robe and Azure Wind were shocked, their faces instantly filled with grave expressions.
After all, they had encountered this legendary figure known for his mercilessness before, so they naturally knew he was not to be trifled with.
Unexpectedly, he had come here with a group!
"How many people did they bring?"
After recovering from the shock, Azure Wind quickly calmed down and asked.
The newcomer immediately reported the situation accurately.
"I couldn't see it clearly, but judging by their numbers, there are definitely no fewer than five hundred people!"
"What!? Five hundred people!?"
Upon hearing this, Crimson Robe and Azure Wind's expressions grew even more serious.
After all, in the past, a mere five hundred people would not have been taken seriously by them at all.
Their Evil One Sect was filled with skilled martial artists; even the maids responsible for cleaning could take on ten opponents at once.
However, this time, the enemy was different.
In the Celestial Yuan Dynasty, who didn't know about this living hell? His martial arts were unmatched.
Moreover, he had trained a group of powerful assassins, each capable of taking on a hundred foes!
On top of that, their sudden attack caught them completely off guard. Many of their own assassins were out on missions, leaving them with only a little over three hundred members.
Thinking of this, Crimson Robe furrowed his brow and coldly scolded Azure Wind.
"This is all your fault! If you hadn't captured his fiancée, would he have come after us like this!?"
"So what if the living hell comes after us? I can just fight him to the death."
"Hmph!"
Crimson Robe merely responded to Azure Wind's words with a cold snort.
"Your death doesn't matter, but do you want so many people in our sect to sacrifice alongside you!?"
"Uh, well..."
Hearing the ruthless words of Crimson Robe, a trace of sadness crossed Azure Wind's face.
However, seeing that Crimson Robe was angry, Azure Wind understood her character. Her anger meant she had a plan, so he immediately asked, "Robe, have you thought of a way?"
"Hmph! I do have a plan!"
"What? You have a plan? Then hurry up and tell me!"
It wasn't that he was afraid of dying; rather, Azure Wind didn't want to sacrifice so many brothers in the sect. If there was a good plan, they should use it.
Seeing Azure Wind's urgency, Crimson Robe didn't delay and spoke up. "The reason the Living Yama is coming after us is definitely because you kidnapped his fiancée. This shows how important this woman is to him. So now, if we capture her as leverage against the Living Yama, what do we have to fear?!"
"But... what about the sect leader..."
Upon hearing Crimson Robe's words, Azure Wind felt that it was a good plan, but he still had his concerns.
Noticing this, Crimson Robe furrowed her brows deeper, her anger intensifying. "What are you hesitating for!? That woman isn't even our lady! What if we kill her!? Do you think the sect leader is a fool?! He has known all along that she is a fake; he just refuses to admit it. Since that's the case, let's go all out! We can use that woman to threaten the Living Yama and then kill him. If he dares to oppose us, he'll only meet his end! If he refuses to submit willingly, then we can just kill that woman!"
As she said the last part, Crimson Robe's eyes glinted with malice.
After all, the sect leader belonged to her; she wouldn't allow any other woman to take him away.
She had thought that after the lady's death, as long as she stayed by the sect leader's side, he would eventually realize her worth.
And she believed that as long as she worked hard enough, the sect leader would fall in love with her!
With this firm thought in mind and without waiting for Azure Wind to hesitate any longer, Crimson Robe turned and left. Seeing this, Azure Wind could only sigh and follow her out.
Until they all left, Le Yao Yao sat frozen in the snow, unable to move even an inch, finally awakening from the shock of what had just happened.
"Oh my! Yu has come, he’s here for me! Hehe..."
Le Yao Yao murmured to herself.
The thought that the person she had been longing for was so close, just within her reach, made her heart feel as if thousands of flowers were blooming all at once, lifting her spirits.
However, her joy was short-lived. Just a moment later, she recalled Crimson Robe's last words and shivered involuntarily as a chill crept into her heart.
According to Crimson Robe, she was supposed to be captured and used to threaten Leng Junyu. No, even though she didn’t understand martial arts, she absolutely could not be a burden to Yu!
She couldn’t be a liability for him, so she had to protect herself well, hide away, and not let Crimson Robe and the others find her.
Moreover, from what they said, Yu had brought many people with him this time—people from the Evil One Sect who were not to be underestimated. So this time, Yu had a great chance of winning!
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao felt both joy and worry in her heart, but she also dared not leave recklessly.
The most dangerous place is often the safest place.
Since Crimson Robe and the others had just been here, they surely wouldn’t know that she had been hiding right under their noses.
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao feel a little happier.
Now, all she had to do was patiently wait for Yu to come and rescue her.
It was really cold here.
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but huddle up tighter, pulling her cloak around herself more snugly.
Then she checked her cloak again to ensure it covered her completely and securely.
Even if someone passed by here, it would be difficult for them to notice her presence.
Le Yao Yao waited and waited.
However, as time passed second by second, and with the constant sounds of clashing weapons echoing around her, Le Yao Yao's heart began to grow increasingly anxious.
After all, even a god-like figure could only be an ordinary person at the end of the day.
He was made of flesh and blood; he could get hurt!
Although he was skilled in martial arts and had many followers, the forces of the Evil One Sect were not to be underestimated. What if he got injured by accident!?
What if he died!?
The more Le Yao Yao thought about it, the more panicked she became.
She wanted to leave this place; after all, waiting here felt like an eternity!
She wanted to go outside, to see if Yu was injured, to check on the situation out there.
But she was afraid that if she went out, she would only become a burden to Yu.
Oh heavens, what should she do now!?
Just as Le Yao Yao was in a state of frantic anxiety, suddenly, a familiar voice rang out—
“Xiner, where are you!? Xiner!?”
It was him!? Simu Han!?
Hearing that urgent call, Le Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she almost gasped in surprise. Thankfully, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
But inside, she was puzzled—why was Simu Han here!?
Wasn't there a fierce battle going on outside!? How could he possibly have time to look for her!?
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in her thoughts, another familiar voice rang out, causing her heart to leap as if it had been struck by something forceful.
"Simu Han, where do you think you're running off to? Hand over Le Yao Yao now!"
The commanding tone belonged to only one person in this world—Leng Junyu!
Her savior had finally arrived!
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Le Yao Yao's heart tightened, and she instinctively clutched her collar, feeling as if her heart might burst from her chest.
With a pair of beautiful eyes filled with joy and anticipation, she peered through the branches of the plum tree, finally catching sight of the two men standing outside the Plum Sea.
There stood Simu Han, clad in a striking red outfit, his brows like slender bamboo and his Phoenix Eyes icy cold. His exquisite face was even more beautiful than that of a woman.
He was tall, over six feet, and his vibrant red robe billowed in the evening breeze, making him look ethereal as his long hair flowed behind him like a celestial being.
Despite facing a man known for his ruthless nature, he showed no fear; after all, compared to this living hell, he was a devil himself!
Opposite Simu Han stood Leng Junyu, dressed entirely in black.
Today, Leng Junyu wore a Black Python Robe, with a jade belt at his waist and black shoes on his feet. His black hair was adorned with a jade crown, accentuating his stern and perfect features.
At that moment, his cold eyes pierced through Simu Han like swords, as if he wished to slice him into pieces.
Though Leng Junyu stood still, his innate noble aura and the imposing presence between his brows were traits only possessed by those who tower above others.
As Le Yao Yao observed the two men before her, she suddenly realized that these two equally matched in temperament and appearance were like two lions fiercely confronting each other.
Just as she pondered this in her mind, Simu Han's icy and disdainful voice reached her ears.
"Who’s running away? Are you joking? Besides, there’s no Le Yao Yao here; you’ve got the wrong place!"
“Simu Han, what else do you want to argue about? My fiancée was taken by your people. If you know what’s good for you, hand her over, and perhaps I will leave you with a whole corpse!”
Leng Junyu's tone was icy, his ominous aura making him appear like a Shura emerging from the depths of hell, terrifying to behold.
However, Simu Han was not one to be easily intimidated. Upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, he burst into wild laughter.
“Haha, Prince Rui, you have quite the audacity! Leave me with a whole corpse? That’s something I should be saying to you!”
At these words, Leng Junyu's cold eyes narrowed, glinting with a chilling light and murderous intent. This killing aura was unlike any other; it bore the weight of bloodshed from countless battles, instilling fear in anyone who met his gaze.
Yet, Simu Han did not back down in the face of Leng Junyu's murderous glare.
His stunningly handsome face wore a smile that did not reach his eyes. Those exquisite Phoenix Eyes were devoid of any emotion, their depths cold and unfathomable like a bottomless icy pool.
The clash between Cold Eyes and Phoenix Eyes sparked an electrifying tension in the air.
These two equally remarkable men were enveloped in an aura of hostility that made Le Yao Yao, who was crouched beneath the Plum Tree watching them, feel increasingly anxious. Her hands clenched tightly at her sides, wrinkling the fabric of her clothes from sheer nervousness.
Just then, a dark cloud drifted across the sky, completely obscuring the cool glow of the moonlight.
A chilling wind howled through the air, carrying an unsettling coldness.
A plum blossom on the tree not only swayed in the cold breeze but also fell gently from its branch, landing softly on the snow with a faint 'thud.'
As the blossom descended, two beams of cold light suddenly sliced through the darkness. With a swift motion, swords were drawn, gleaming brilliantly.
Le Yao Yao didn’t understand martial arts but felt an overwhelming sense of tension as she watched.
In the plum blossom grove, two shadowy figures clad in black and red were locked in a fierce struggle.
Leng Junyu moved like lightning, his clothes billowing as if he were about to strike.
His strikes were incredibly swift, the sword's momentum relentless and dazzling; the flashes of blade and sword created a dizzying spectacle.
In contrast, Simu Han's figure darted about, his movements strange and unpredictable. His sword danced like a dragon, graceful and agile, each move pressing forward with intensity.
In an instant, the two clashed, the sound of cold weapons meeting ringing out sharply.
When masters engage in combat, it is naturally extraordinary.
Le Yao Yao felt that the once calm plum grove was now filled with gusts of cold wind, causing the Plum Trees to sway continuously.
The plum blossoms could hardly withstand the fierce winds, scattering down like petals in a storm.
The pink and white petals fell incessantly as the two men fought, creating a beautiful scene—if not for the deadly struggle unfolding before her eyes.
However, watching the intense battle between the two men in the plum grove made Le Yao Yao's heart race with anxiety.
A thin layer of sweat quickly formed on her forehead, but she couldn't afford to wipe it away.
Because if either of these men were injured, she would be filled with fear and worry.
She didn't want to see either of them die.
After all, one was the man she loved most—her fiancé, the man she would marry and the father of her children. She absolutely did not wish for him to be hurt or killed.
As for the other man, although she had not known him for long and his violent nature frightened her, she couldn't help but think of his deep affection for his wife and his childlike smile. She didn't want him to die either.
So now, as she watched them fight fiercely for their lives, Le Yao Yao felt her heart in her throat, her emotions swinging wildly like a pendulum.
Time passed second by second; Le Yao Yao had no idea how many exchanges had occurred between the two men. All she knew was that in the end, the sound of two blades piercing flesh echoed simultaneously.
The two individuals, who had been locked in a fierce battle, suddenly ceased their movements, turning their backs to the figure standing nearby.
As the two combatants halted, Le Yao Yao, crouched beneath the Plum Tree, though lacking any martial skills, could tell from their actions that a conclusion had been reached.
Yet she was left wondering what had transpired between them—who had been injured or perhaps even killed...
The thought of one of them dying made her heart clench painfully, as if someone had plunged a dagger deep into her chest.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao could no longer remain still. She sprang up from beneath the Plum Tree and hurriedly dashed outside.
"Yu..."
"Le Yao Yao, is that you!? It really is you!?"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's voice, Leng Junyu, who had been quietly observing Renli, suddenly widened his cold eyes in disbelief and surprise.
In contrast to Leng Junyu's reaction, Simu Han's gaze also widened in astonishment as he saw Le Yao Yao's petite figure burst forth from the plum grove. His beautiful Phoenix Eyes sparkled with joy.
However, this joy was quickly overshadowed by a wave of shock and sorrow.
Because Le Yao Yao was rushing toward Leng Junyu.
Her pale figure fluttered as she moved, resembling a white butterfly—so beautiful.
But her beauty was not meant for herself...
At this thought, Simu Han felt a sharp pain in his heart! It was as if someone had reached in and ripped his heart out, leaving him in unbearable agony!
Then, he felt a surge of bitterness rise in his throat. Suddenly, with a 'puff,' a mouthful of fresh blood erupted from his lips.
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao, rushing toward Leng Junyu, noticed Simu Han's distress and was instantly alarmed.
She watched as the blood splattered like fireworks against the snow-covered ground before the red-clad man. His striking crimson attire contrasted sharply with his pale face, making him appear hauntingly beautiful.
However, it was precisely because he was so breathtakingly beautiful that he seemed almost unreal.
Especially his nearly transparent skin, which made him look as if he might vanish at any moment.
When Le Yao Yao caught sight of him, Dark Eyebrows couldn't help but frown. At that moment, she felt a twinge of pity for the man.
As Le Yao Yao stood between Leng Junyu and Simu Han, she noticed Simu Han's expression shift from sorrowful to one of joy as he caught her gaze. The delight in his eyes starkly contrasted with the fresh blood staining his lips.
In that moment, he appeared so stunning yet so fragile.
Like a delicate glass orb.
"Xiner, you still care about me, don't you?! You love me, right? Xiner, come back to me! I will cherish you so much!"
Simu Han gazed at Le Yao Yao with deep affection, pleading softly.
Hearing Simu Han's words, Le Yao Yao merely pressed her red lips together. Her beautiful eyes darted from Leng Junyu on her left to Simu Han on her right. In the end, she resolutely stepped toward Leng Junyu.
Upon seeing this, Simu Han's brows furrowed deeply, and he spat another mouthful of blood.
The droplets sprayed onto the ground, staining the originally white snow with crimson patches that resembled blooming blood plums—so beautiful yet terrifying to behold.
As Simu Han coughed up blood again, his tall figure swayed unsteadily, as if he might collapse at any moment.
Le Yao Yao's heart tightened at the sight.
Her steps faltered slightly.
After all, Simu Han looked truly pitiful at that moment...
However, just as Le Yao Yao felt sympathy for Simu Han, her gaze swept to the left and she was startled to see Leng Junyu suddenly collapse. She screamed and rushed toward him without a second thought.
Though she managed to catch Leng Junyu as he fell, he was too heavy for her small frame to support. Ultimately, they both tumbled to the ground.
However, in the final moment before collapsing, Leng Junyu used his body to shield Le Yao Yao, protecting her from any harm.
Le Yao Yao was unharmed, but as she fell, she heard a painful groan escape Leng Junyu's lips.
Startled by the sound, Le Yao Yao felt a warmth in her palms, as if she had touched something warm and liquid.
Her heart raced, and she looked down to see the bloody crimson staining her hands, a sight that pierced her eyes with pain!
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