Shan Chao's hands trembled slightly. There was only one thought in his mind: What should I do?
Yang Miaorong's life, Xie Yun's involvement, Queen Wu's abnormal behavior just now … All the suspicious points instantly connected in his mind and all landed on the Crown Prince, who had his eyes tightly closed.
Suddenly, some hazy scenes flashed through Shan Chao's mind. His eyebrows twitched reflexively. The fragmented images whizzed past his eyes.
"… Ah!"
The unconscious teenager on the sand twitched violently. He turned over and vomited. A large mouthful of bloody sand came out of his throat.
After a long while, he finally vomited everything. He wiped his mouth and sat up. Suddenly, he screamed in pain and clutched his chest.
The sandstorm had just passed. It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. Thousands of miles of yellow sand was in a mess.
There was a large patch of purple where the teenager's heart was. The blood clots were extremely frightening. Moreover, his ribs were strangely collapsed. They were actually broken.
"… Phew." The young man kneeling beside him heaved a long sigh of relief and sat on the ground as if relieved of a heavy burden.
"What, what happened, master?"
The teenager's fear had not subsided. Every word he said caused a sharp pain in his chest, "I thought I was going to die. The courtyard wall collapsed and buried me …"
"You won't die," the young man said tiredly.
He pointed at the place where the youth's chest was fractured and said, "You've only temporarily stopped breathing. I had to press on the left side of your heart for an entire hour. I even broke two of your ribs before I was able to save you … Tie the wooden board and follow me. The next storm is coming."
Pressing on the heart.
Shan Chao did not carry the Crown Prince back to the crowd. He did not even care about Queen Wu's screams. He laid the Crown Prince flat on the ground with trembling hands. He folded his hands and pressed hard on his heart.
He didn't know how long he had been pressing the button, and he didn't even feel the guards rushing over to pull him back. Just like that, he pressed down and let go, pressing down and letting go. All the chaos and noise around him turned into a blurry background.
Suddenly, a high-pitched scream rang in his ears, "He's awake!"
"The Crown Prince is awake!"
"Cough!
Cough, cough, cough, cough … "The crown prince stamped his feet and coughed until the sky darkened. Because he held his breath, his eyes rolled back, and his throat convulsed and spat out a large amount of blood.
Countless shouts of astonishment, ecstasy, disappointment, and resentment resounded throughout the Lin Yuan. The imperial bodyguards rushed forward and carried the Crown Prince away. The imperial physicians carried their trunks and ran over as fast as they could. The Beiya Imperial Guard rushed forward and surrounded the entire open space. The scene was a complete mess.
Shan Chao was still kneeling on one knee. Both of his arms were trembling slightly.
It was clearly not something that required a lot of strength, but he seemed to have lost all his strength. From head to toe, he was covered in cold sweat. His entire body was frozen, and several guards were unable to help him up.
"Roar!"
Off in the distance, a roar of rage and unwillingness could be heard. Panting, Dan Chao looked up.
He saw the giant python-like White Dragon and the even larger Green Dragon entangling and biting each other in the forest. Countless pine trees cracked and slowly fell, making a loud noise.
Yang Miaorong's head and body were covered in blood. He pushed Xie Yun back with one palm, then pounced on him and grabbed his throat!
Shan Chao staggered to his feet.
This was really too scary. He had seen how Xie Yun looked when she activated her seal. She was not as crazy and aggressive as Yang Miaorong. Could this be the difference between a Green Dragon and a Yin Tianqing?
No wonder the Green Dragon clansmen were all looking for other clans to have children. When a pure bloodline activated their seal, it was like a fighting machine that had lost its sense of pain. It was simply a fight to the death!
Dan Chao wasn't sure whether he should step forward and intervene or not.
Xie Yun was much stronger than Yang Miaorong no matter if it was the level of his martial arts or the power of his seals. Moreover, he was obviously very ruthless in his attacks. It was only because he had misgivings about Yang Miaorong's life that he was repeatedly suppressed.
His palm, which was tightly gripping the Dragon Abyss Sword's hilt, became wet.
Xie Yun obviously did not want outsiders to intervene. Should he wait and see for a while?
"Roar!"
In this moment of hesitation, the White Dragon raised its head and let out an angry and painful roar. Dragon scales mixed with yellow blood sprinkled down.
Yang Miaorong seemed to be unable to bear the pain of overdrawing his life force. He withdrew his hand from Xie Yun's throat and pressed hard on his own ears!
Xie Yun coughed twice. He turned around and elbowed Xie Yun's head.
Yang Miaorong fell to the ground on his back. In an instant, he seemed to have lost consciousness.
Xie Yun lifted her hair and pulled out something from the back of her clothes. She was about to stab Xie Yun's temple.
It was actually a thin needle. It trembled slightly in Xie Yun's bloodstained fingers and emitted a faint golden light.
However, at this moment, the Beijing Imperial Guard, who was eager to save Xie Yun's life, finally seized the opportunity and roared, "Release the arrows!"
Shan Chao suddenly turned around and roared, "Stop!"
Countless sharp arrows pierced through the pine forest. The White Dragon let out an earth-shattering roar. Even more broken scales fell from the sky like a rainstorm!
Yang Miaorong and the White Dragon were connected. He immediately woke up from his temporary coma and waved his hand to knock away the Spirit Needles in Xie Yun's hand!
This change was completely unexpected. Xie Yun didn't have time to react at all. Yang Miaorong roared and pounced forward.
Although she was still human, she was like an ancient ferocious beast that was unusually lonely and ruthless because of the desperate situation. Xie Yun couldn't suppress her without risking her life.
What was even more terrifying was that the White Dragon was agitated and twisted even more violently. With a sweep of its long dragon tail, it actually sent dozens of imperial guards flying on the spot.
Screams rose one after another. Many people fell to the ground, their heads bleeding. They fainted on the spot.
Ma Xin escorted the Emperor, Empress, and the Crown Prince out of Lin Yuan. He rushed back as the ground shook. He quickly organized the Beijing Imperial Guard's encirclement and shouted himself hoarse, "Release the arrows and continue to press forward!
Everyone press forward! "
Shan Chao grabbed him and shouted, "No, let Xie Yun handle it herself!"
Ma Xin knocked Shan Chao sideways with a punch. He grabbed his collar and stared fiercely at him with bloodshot eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I only have eyes for the Commander. How would I know who that woman is?!
She caused the Commander to be held accountable by the Eastern Palace in the future. Do you think I still have to care about her life?! "
Shan Chao was immediately speechless. Ma Xin raised his arm and shouted, "Release the arrows!"
Another round of arrows passed through the open space. Some of them hit the hard dragon scales and fell to the ground; some of them pierced into the dragon's body, which was riddled with wounds. This made the white dragon extremely angry, and the whole ground shook violently.
At this moment, the Green Dragon suddenly swam over and wrapped around the White Dragon's body, protecting it in its arms!
The Beiya Imperial Guards were shocked and released their hands. Ma Xin was stunned.
Not far away, Yang Miaorong was covered in blood. She grabbed Xie Yun's collar and pressed him against a tree trunk.
"… Miaorong," Xie Yun said in a low and hoarse voice.
Xie Yun's hair was soaked in blood. It flowed down his pale cheeks and gathered under his chin.
This made him look a little embarrassed, but his eyes were steady, calm, and strong. He looked straight into Yang Miaorong's crazy eyes.
Yang Miaorong shrank back.
Her mind was in chaos and she was about to collapse. However, the Xie Yun in front of her did not make her feel scared and unfamiliar. On the contrary, she was very familiar with him. He was indeed the person she had been with for half a year.
"It's okay, Miaorong. You're just sick," Xie Yun took a deep breath and asked, "Do you still remember the first time we met?"
Yang Miaorong's sharp fingers dug deep into Xie Yun's collar. The fierceness in her eyes did not fade away, but she seemed to be hesitating.
"On the road at the foot of Liangzhou's Pass Mountain, I was returning to the capital with my men. There was a long row of prison wagons behind the horses. All of them were prisoners of the imperial court.
You suddenly came down from the mountain and blocked the carriage. In front of everyone, you asked me to go out and meet you … "
"I asked you in the carriage, why did I go out and meet you?
You said it was because we were fated to meet. "
Xie Yun's statement was gentle and unhurried. Shan Chao, who was not far away, suddenly changed his expression. His sleeves and fingers trembled imperceptibly.
That was eight years ago when he met Xie Yun again in front of the Ci 'en Temple.
Fate went back and forth, returning to the beginning. However, the protagonist of the story had changed from him to another person.
"At that time, I said that if we were fated to meet, then there are many fated people in this world. It's fine if we don't meet.
In the end, you became anxious and said, 'You're the Yin Tianqing, and I'm the Genuine Yin. How can you not greet me when you see me?' "
Xie Yun's lips curved into a smile. She looked at her with encouragement and asked, "What did I say to you at that time?"
Yang Miaorong did not answer for a long time. Her eyes suddenly became unfocused, then focused again.
The air in the pine forest seemed to be tense. The Beiya Imperial Guards all held their bows in their hands, but they did not dare to move. The situation seemed to be in a deadlock.
Suddenly, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from outside the Lin Yuan. Dai Zhide, Zhang Wenguan, and other important officials of the Eastern Palace faction hurried over with more Imperial Bodyguards to surround them.
Yang Miaorong, who had finally calmed down, was stimulated by the sound. She became restless and wanted to turn around several times.
Xie Yun took the opportunity to call out, "Miaorong?"
Xie Yun's voice was naturally deep and magnetic. Although it was usually very firm and cold, it was extremely moving when it was gentle.
Yang Miaorong panted for a moment. Her eyes finally turned to him again. She heard Xie Yun ask again, "Do you still remember what I said to you at that time?"
"… …" Yang Miaorong's cracked and bleeding lips moved, but she did not make a sound.
"I said, although I don't believe in clans or Genuine Seals in my life, seeing that you're a young girl, I'd better get off the carriage and meet you," Xie Yun paused and said with a smile, "Once you meet me, I'll let you follow me from the northwest to Chang An."
The hostility between Yang Miaorong's eyebrows gradually faded and was replaced by a trace of absent-mindedness.
"You don't want to be bound to the family and repeat the life of your ancestors. You want to meet Chang An, who knows thousands of countries, and you want to go to the Eastern Capital of Luoyang.
But you're not happy in this mortal world. After all, this is not our place.
This is actually … … not a place where we should be. "
The last sentence was almost a whisper. Xie Yun raised her hand. Yang Miaorong subconsciously dodged, but his fingertips still lightly brushed her cheek.
"I shouldn't have let you follow me when I first met you," Xie Yun's voice was a little sad. She asked softly, "I'll send you back to Liangzhou, okay?"
Yang Miaorong hesitated for a moment. She slowly let go of her hand and stepped back.
Her eyes were fixed on Xie Yun. She seemed to have finally woken up from a nightmare. Her mind slowly flashed in her eyes.
"Xie … … Yun … …"
At this moment, Dai Zhide, who was outside the encirclement, rushed in and roared, "His Majesty has decreed that the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is seriously injured. He is to kill the dragon immediately.
The imperial guards of the Eastern Palace all nocked their bows and arrows. Xie Yun suddenly turned around. "No!"
But it was too late.
Arrows rained down like a torrential downpour. The White Dragon, which had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly rose up and broke free from the Green Dragon Phantom's restraints at lightning speed. It rushed towards the crowd without caring about anything else.
Yang Miaorong, under the sudden and intense stimulation, raised her head and let out a roar. Then, she charged towards Xie Yun who was the closest to her. In an instant, her posture had once again sunk into the ruthlessness and ferocity from before!
Long Yuan came out of its scabbard with a clear whistle. Shan Chao jumped in front of Xie Yun like lightning. He didn't even look back as he said angrily, "Go!"
Puchi.
Blood spurted into the sky. All the chaos suddenly stopped. It was as if they were frozen in place.
The tip of an arrow pierced Yang Miaorong's back and came out of her chest. It was so fast that she didn't even have time to react.
For the first time in her life, Xie Yun's eyes were filled with unconcealable astonishment and disbelief. Her whole body froze and trembled violently. She couldn't even take a step forward.
Yang Miaorong looked at her. At the last moment, her eyes were filled with clear tears. They flowed down her once delicate cheeks.
However, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She couldn't make a sound.
With a thump, her body fell to the ground. She didn't make a sound.