Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

Honestly, although every livestream is pretty exciting, I still like watching Black Wind Village the most. This team is so exciting; they always get my blood pumping.

[Sigh, why am I not so lucky to have been matched with Yi Zanglan for a game and then been picked up by her?]

[Forget about it, you think just any player can be picked up by Yi Canglan? The people in her team may look strange, but none of them are easy to mess with. Even the most inconspicuous ones could hold their own in a normal game.]

[Yes, like that girl surnamed Wang, she has an amazing memory and is very clever; and that young couple, I've watched their live streams, they're both kind and daring, do you know how rare that is in the game?]

[It can be said that Yi Zanglan single-handedly gathered all these precious treasures.]

[New viewers might not know, but I was fortunate enough to start following Yi Zanglan from her very first game as a newcomer. There are so many skilled players in the game, and I've mostly forgotten the details, but she's the only one I remember vividly. Back then, so many people thought she was just a madwoman, cursing her and wanting to see her fail. In the end, those idiots are probably already buried in the grass, while our Lan Di has cultivated a team of champions.]

Charge, Black Wind Stronghold! This time, we're determined to dominate the Southern Region!

……

In the Qin'an Hall, on the throne where the statue of the god was originally enshrined, Yi Zanglan was now standing there carrying a sickle.

She leaped to the ground, walked to Emperor Yunxian's corpse, and gazed down at it.

Emperor Yunxian's head was almost severed by the blade. His long hair, which had grown like seaweed, slowly returned to its place. The cries of the infants around him ceased. His face seemed to be eroded by the flames, gradually burning into ashes.

"The Wind Kingdom... the cursed Wind Kingdom..."

Its voice was indistinct and hoarse, still murmuring before it completely disappeared.

"Every emperor...will... meet a tragic end..."

Yi Zanglan frowned, but before he could verify anything further, he heard the doors of the side halls on both sides being kicked open at the same time.

On the left, Wang Mingyue pulled Du Songzi out with her. The two of them were covered in sweat and looked like two severely dehydrated fish, lying there panting heavily.

On the right, Su Su and Li Siqi were covered in blood. They rushed a long way with short knives in their hands before collapsing. Su Su struggled to sit up and threw herself on top of Li Siqi, her voice filled with heavy sobs.

"Captain! Siqi, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Zanglan had already taken two quick steps, picked up the juniper, and rushed to Li Siqi.

Li Siqi was almost pierced through from the chest to the abdomen by the sharp claws of the dried corpse, blood flowing all over the ground. He leaned against Su Su's chest, and it looked like he only had one breath left.

Yi Zanglan patted Su Su's hand as a gesture of reassurance, then asked Du Songzi in a low voice, "Are you hurt?"

"no."

Du Songzi and Wang Mingyue's task is to work together to write the correct prescription. If the prescription is wrong or their teammates fail to deal with Emperor Yunxian in the main hall, both of them may be roasted to death inside due to the rising temperature.

Fortunately, the process was uneventful; the person was not burned to death, nor was they injured.

"Okay." Yi Zanglan nodded. "Use the Thirteen Ghost Needles on Siqi."

"No, no..." Li Siqi forced himself to stay awake and refused in a low voice, "There's no need, I... I can die... Let Songzi keep her skills, anyway I'll return them when I get back..."

"Indeed, deaths are not counted in team battles, so you can go back and wait for us." Yi Zanglan looked down at him and answered seriously, "But I can't be without the Grand Steward by my side. Before the last day arrives, everyone must live—Songzi, administer acupuncture."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and gestured for Wang Mingyue and Ling Ye to leave with her and wait outside the hall.

After quickly finishing the acupuncture treatment on Li Siqi, Du Songzi glanced at Su Su with concern and then left, leaving the couple alone.

The instant the palace doors closed, excruciating pain exploded throughout his body, and Li Siqi trembled as he let out a piercing scream.

Su Su pulled him close, encircling him in her arms. She kissed his forehead with tears in her eyes, gently but firmly comforting him.

"Don't be afraid, baby, I'm here with you."

"It's okay... I, I'm not scared..."

"Yes, you are my dear hero."

Li Siqi was in excruciating pain, but upon hearing these words, she couldn't help but laugh, her eyes reddening.

What to do? From sixteen to twenty-six, he has always been so useless, only liking to hear her say sweet words to him like this.

The two embraced tightly in the hall filled with floating ashes, and Su Su did not let go of him even after Li Siqi collapsed from exhaustion.

……

Outside the Qin'an Hall.

Yi Zanglan sat on the steps, leaning on his sickle, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

She suddenly sighed, turned her head, and frowned as she gestured to Ling Ye.

"Sit closer, let me see your injury."

Ling Ye moved closer to her as instructed, and then she took his hand and lifted his sleeve.

The wound on his arm, cut by Emperor Yunxian's hair, was so deep that the bone was visible. Not only that, his right foot was also badly injured, and the blood flowing down the steps had already spread out in a patch.

"Go back and let Songzi bandage you up first," she whispered. "Mingyue, go back and rest too. I'll stay here and wait for Susu and Siqi."

Jiang Ling quickly said, "We'll stay with you. We weren't able to help much tonight, but at least we can help take Siqi back later."

"Alright."

Ling Ye let Yi Zanglan hold his hand, remained silent for a long time, and then calmly shook his head.

"No rush, wait a bit longer. We all came together, so let's go back together."

Yi Zanglan raised an eyebrow slightly: "If it's not bandaged in time, it might affect your ability to use the knife later."

He calmly replied, "You know perfectly well that no matter what the circumstances, it won't affect my ability to use a knife."

"That's really amazing, Invisible Swordsman."

She had never formally called him by his in-game title before, so this sudden address made Ling Ye feel extremely uncomfortable.

He turned his head and glanced at her helplessly: "Yes, she can be very powerful at times, but she's still no match for the Abyss Prisoner."

Jiang Ling chimed in with a grin, "Of course, we Mirror Twins are just as good!"

"Then...then I..." Wang Mingyue thought for a long time, then proudly straightened her back, "I'm the designer of our team logo!"

The others: "Yes, you're still the best."

After all, the Black Wind Stronghold's team emblem was designed to be incredibly cool.

"Miraculous TCM doctor, why aren't you saying anything?" Jiang Ling leaned closer to Du Songzi and deliberately asked, "Don't you think you're amazing?"

Du Songzi sighed with a worried look on her face: "Fortunately, it wasn't too serious. I... I should have brought a first-aid kit with me."

His mind was completely focused on how to bandage Yi Zanglan and Ling Ye's wounds first. The blood was still flowing. Sisters and brothers, could you please stop joking around?