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"Whoosh—whoosh whoosh—"

Several whooshing sounds broke the silence of the sea of ​​flowers as they approached from afar.

Lu Xueqi raised her head almost the instant the sound rang out, her hand already on the hilt of the Tianya sword beside her, her eyes sharp as an eagle as she scanned the direction from which the sound came. Biyao, Jin Ping'er, and Youji also immediately turned around to face that direction, their auras slightly tense.

Five streaks of light descended, revealing figures.

It is Faxiang, Lin Jingyu, Xiao Yicai, Yan Hong, and Tian Ling'er.

The five landed and were all taken aback when they saw the scene before them.

Upon seeing Biyao, Jin Ping'er, and You Ji's attire and aura, Faxiang, Xiao Yicai, and Lin Jingyu almost simultaneously changed their expressions, instantly drawing their magical weapons and locking their auras onto the three demonic sect women opposite them, becoming extremely vigilant.

"Demon cultist!" Lin Jingyu roared, his Dragon Slayer Sword gleaming with emerald light as he prepared to advance.

"Wait!" Xiao Yicai shouted, stopping them. His gaze swept quickly across the entire scene, finally landing on Lu Xueqi, who was kneeling on the ground, and the unconscious person in her arms dressed in sky blue.

Upon seeing the person's profile clearly, Xiao Yi's pupils contracted: "Junior Brother Jiang?!"

Tian Ling'er, who had been watching Bi Yao and the others warily, heard Xiao Yicai's low exclamation and followed his gaze, only to be struck dumb.

"Xiao Chuan—!" she cried out, not caring about anything else, and rushed over.

"Junior Sister Tian, ​​be careful!" Xiao Yicai tried to stop her, but failed.

Tian Ling'er rushed to Lu Xueqi's side and knelt down with a thud. Looking at the faint blood seeping from under Jiang Xiaochuan's clothes on his back and at his pale face, her eyes instantly turned red.

"Senior Sister Lu, Xiao Chuan... what happened to him? How did he get so badly injured?" Tian Ling'er's voice trembled, choked with sobs.

Lu Xueqi pursed her lips and tightened her grip on Jiang Xiaochuan's arm, but remained silent.

What do you mean? That he took a claw from a yellow bird to save her?

She couldn't utter a single word about the current situation; she only felt a tightness in her chest and a dryness in her throat.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Tian Ling'er's tears fell down her cheeks. She frantically searched her body and pulled out a small, golden jade bottle. With trembling hands, she poured out a pill the size of a longan, which smelled wonderful.

"Xiao Chuan, Xiao Chuan, open your mouth..." Tian Ling'er's voice choked as she carefully pried open Jiang Xiao Chuan's mouth, stuffed the large yellow pill inside, and then used her spiritual power to carefully dissolve it, helping him swallow it.

After taking the pill, Jiang Xiaochuan's face seemed to regain a faint color, and his breathing became slightly more steady, but he remained unconscious.

Over here, Faxiang, Xiao Yicai, Lin Jingyu, and Yan Hong have formed a standoff with Biyao, Jin Ping'er, and Youji. The two sides are on the verge of exchanging blows, and the atmosphere is tense.

"Amitabha." Faxiang chanted the Buddha's name, his gaze lingering on Biyao's face for a moment before turning to Lu Xueqi, his brows furrowing slightly. "Junior Sister Lu, what's the situation here..."

Lu Xueqi finally spoke, her voice hoarse and cold: "They...did not take advantage of me just now."

Xiao Yicai's eyes flickered as he looked at Biyao and the other two, then at the heavily injured Junior Brother Jiang, and said in a deep voice, "In that case... Fellow members of the Demonic Sect, please proceed. Let us remember what happened today."

Biyao glanced at Xiao Yicai, said nothing, and then turned her gaze back to Jiang Xiaochuan, fixing it on her face.

Jin Ping'er chuckled lightly, twirling the purple blade between her fingers, her tone languid: "Oh, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you do have a sense of reason, but..."

Her eyes swept over Lin Jingyu's handsome, furious face. "Do we need your permission to leave?"

Lin Jingyu roared, "Witch, cease your arrogance!"

Youji stepped forward, blocking Biyao's side. Her black veil fluttered without wind, and a faint but powerful aura emanated from her.

The atmosphere became tense again, on the verge of exploding.

Just then—

"Cough...cough cough..."

A low cough broke the silence.

All eyes turned to Lu Xueqi's arms.

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyelids twitched a few times before he slowly opened them.

His gaze was initially unfocused as he looked blankly at Lu Xueqi's tear-stained and blood-stained face, which was so close to him.

He turned around again and saw Tian Ling'er next to him with her eyes red from crying. Further away, he saw the two sides facing each other—Fa Xiang, Xiao Yicai, Lin Jingyu, Yan Hong, as well as Bi Yao, Jin Ping'er, and You Ji.

His gaze lingered, as if taking a moment to comprehend the situation before him. Then, a fleeting look of utter despair, as if he had lost all will to live, flashed across his eyes.

His lips moved, but no sound came out; however, the shape of his mouth was clearly:

"I... I'd better stay dizzy."

Then, he closed his eyes, tilted his head, and "fainted" again. Before he fainted, his face seemed to unconsciously rub against Lu Xueqi's leg.

Lu Xueqi: "..."

Her body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and the hand holding him tightened slightly at the fingertips.

Others might not have noticed, but she was closest and could clearly feel the tension in his body the moment he woke up, the subtle, deliberate relaxation when he passed out, and the "let me die" expression on his face.

Tian Ling'er, unaware of his condition, saw him faint again after just waking up, and tears welled up in her eyes as she shook him, crying, "Xiao Chuan! Xiao Chuan, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Biyao had been staring at Jiang Xiaochuan, so she naturally saw his little movements of waking up and then "fainting" again, as well as the fleeting, incredibly vivid despair on his face. Her lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and the heaviness and bitterness in her heart were inexplicably diluted, and she even felt like laughing a little.

That bastard, still the same old guy.

But instead of laughing, she took a step forward.

Lu Xueqi immediately looked up warily, pulling Jiang Xiaochuan even closer to protect her: "What do you want to do?"

Biyao ignored her, her figure blurred, leaving only a fleeting afterimage, and she reached out to grab Jiang Xiaochuan's ear!

"Ouch—! Ouch!"

Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't keep up the act any longer. He covered his ears and cried out in pain, opening his eyes and glaring angrily at Biyao.

"Biyao, what are you doing!"

Lu Xueqi also made a move instantly, her fingers flashing like lightning, striking Biyao's wrist and shaking her hand away. She then pulled Jiang Xiaochuan closer to her, staring at Biyao with icy eyes.

Biyao shook her wrist, which was numb from being flicked, and looked at Jiang Xiaochuan, who was grimacing and rubbing his ears, and sneered: "Awake? Not pretending anymore?"

Jiang Xiaochuan paused in rubbing his ears, feeling a little guilty, but stubbornly insisted, "Who, who's faking it! I just... just woke up, still a little groggy!"

"Confused?" Biyao took a step forward, and Lu Xueqi immediately blocked Jiang Xiaochuan's path. Although the Tianya Sword was not drawn, its power remained.

Biyao acted as if she hadn't seen him, staring only at Jiang Xiaochuan, who was being shielded by Lu Xueqi. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with anger: "Jiang Xiaochuan, do you hate seeing me that much? You pretend to be dead the moment you see me?"

Jiang Xiaochuan peeked half his head out from behind Lu Xueqi, looking at Biyao's face, which was filled with anger yet made it even more vibrant and radiant. A surge of guilt, embarrassment, and helplessness welled up in his heart again, and he stammered, "N-nothing..."

"No?"

Biyao's voice suddenly rose, "You're still avoiding me even though you're not here? You've been avoiding me for ten years! And now that we've finally met, you haven't said a word, and you're even pretending to be unconscious?!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, her chest heaving, and said, "Jiang Xiaochuan, do you have any conscience? I've been looking for you for ten years! Ten years!"

Jiang Xiaochuan shrank back, startled by her shout, and whispered in protest, "I...I didn't dodge...I just..."

"What is it?" Biyao interrupted him, her eyes a little red, whether from anger or something else, it was hard to tell.

"They've married beautiful women, had children, and are living a carefree and happy life, completely forgetting about me, this vixen of the demonic sect, right?"

"I'm not..." Jiang Xiaochuan had a headache; he couldn't answer that question.

Lu Xueqi stepped back to shield Jiang Xiaochuan, turning herself completely to face Biyao, her voice as cold as ice:

"Biyao, that's enough! He's injured and needs to rest. If you want to make a scene, come at me."

Biyao shifted her gaze from Jiang Xiaochuan to Lu Xueqi, sizing her up and down. Suddenly, she laughed, a mocking laugh in her voice: "Coming after you? Lu Xueqi, who do you think you are? What are you to him?"

Lu Xueqi looked directly at her and said each word clearly: "I am his wife, the mother of his child, and he is mine."

"Your people?" Biyao laughed even harder, as if she had heard a joke, but there was no real smile in her eyes.

"He said it? He admitted it? Lu Xueqi, you only took advantage of my absence, when he... when he wasn't sober, and used some tricks to force him to marry you! If he truly loved you, why didn't he protect you just now, and instead let me get close?"

Lu Xueqi's face paled slightly, and she tightened her grip on Jiang Xiaochuan's fingers. When Jiang Xiaochuan woke up earlier, he hadn't said anything and had just pretended to faint.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the coldness emanating from Lu Xueqi. His survival instinct instantly overwhelmed everything, and he hurriedly nodded, "I admit it! I admit it!"

Of course he could admit it! If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to eat or even sleep properly when he got back. He could already foresee the miserable scene of Lu Xueqi pinning him to the bed and "disciplining" him.