The dagger in Jin Ruhai's hand thrust into the back of Bai Zhi's neck inch by inch.

Zhuo Yao kept staring at Bai Zhi, and naturally noticed Jin Ruhai's movements, and at the same time stabbed Jin Ruhai with the weapon in his hand.

Zhuo Yao used all his inner strength in order to advance the sword in his hand by one point. He didn't even notice that the blood from the abdominal wound was already gushing out.

The swords of both sides are equal. Jin Ruhai grabbed Bai Zhi's hair tightly and hit his dagger.

A sharp stinging pain came from the back of her neck, and the fear of death enveloped Bai Zhi's still somewhat clear mind, and Bai Zhi screamed.

Zhuo Yao's breath was stagnant, and he used his inner strength to send out the sword, begging to kill Jin Ruhai before it penetrated.

But Jin Ruhai used powerful internal force to deflect Zhuo Yao's sword tip.

That's too late! I'm dying again. Bai Zhi thought so.

That's too late! In an instant, Zhuo Yao's heart stopped.

Suddenly, a sword light struck, the silver light suddenly appeared, broke the carved window, and pierced Jin Ruhai's arm holding the dagger.

Jin Ruhai's arm fell to the ground in an instant, and blood rained down instantly.

Bai Zhi fell into a warm embrace while still in fear of death. A large and powerful palm caressed his back, and a gentle man's voice sounded softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

She didn't need to raise her head when she heard the sound. She would never forget this sound for the rest of her life, as well as the faint scent of sandalwood that was unique to him.

She hugged him hard, hugged his strong waist, and buried her head in his broad chest, "It scared me to death! It scared me to death!..."

Bai Zhi was whimpering and couldn't say a word. She could only hold the skirt of his clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white.

She greedily smelled his scent, and her tears kept pouring out, soaking his clothes. She could feel his fingertips caressing her hair, and his deep and rapid breathing. After a long time, she slowly raised her head, her eyes dim with tears, met his deep and bright eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty..."

He seemed to be relieved, with a hint of smile in his eyes, "It's okay, I'm here."

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Bai Zhi's life was not in danger that Meng Ying took stock of everything around her.

What stung his eyes the most was the redness, the red bed curtains, the red Double Happiness, the red candles, and the red wedding clothes worn by Bai Zhi and Zhuo Yao.

He could probably guess why Zhuo Yao was in this village. He just wanted to take over the village. But I don’t know why they all put on this wedding dress. My heart was full of doubts and depression, and I couldn't get back to my senses for a long time.

But in this scene where everyone was red, there was someone who was more shocked than Meng Ying. Zhuo Yao lay on the ground, holding on to the bleeding wound, and looked up at the man in black in front of him. He hugged the white lotus tightly, and the white lotus was buried in his chest.

He had long known that Bai Lianhua had a husband, so it was not surprising that her husband came to her rescue. But the strange thing is that the sword in his hand is emitting a cold light, the Fairy Whale Sword. This peerless sword can only be owned by one person in the world. No one else is worthy of using this sword except him.

Zhuo Yao looked at the person in front of him for a long time, until he also turned his head, and the two met their eyes. But at this time, Zhuo Yao's vision was a little blurry due to excessive blood loss. He tried his best to see the person in front of him clearly and confirm whether it was him, but his consciousness gradually blurred until his eyes were full of scarlet.

Meng Ying's sudden arrival made everyone afraid to act rashly for a moment. Zhuo Yao's people couldn't tell whether they were enemies or friends, so they took a vigilant posture. Yagyu was knocked to the ground by his sword energy and could not recover for a long time. Jin Ruhai covered his arm, which was still spurting blood, and screamed, his expression holding back the pain.

Zhuo Yao tried hard to stand up, but it was very difficult. After struggling several times, he slowly stood up and shook his head. He could not see clearly what the person in front of him looked like, only a vague outline, "She... was poisoned." Yes, the antidote...is in his hand..."

Now that someone saves her, that's the best thing. The person who owns this sword will never let her die here. Zhuo Yao thought like this and signaled his two men to retreat quickly.

Meng Ying also judged that the moment was right and should evacuate immediately, so she put her arm around Bai Zhi's waist and waved her sword with the other hand, trying to hold Liu Sheng together and break out.

"Hahahahahahaha! Anyone who betrays me must die!"

Suddenly, Jin Ruhai looked up to the sky and let out a thundering roar! He took a few steps back to the base of the wall. After groping around on the wall, he heard a rattling sound coming from the wooden wall of the house.

Meng Ying was shocked, "No, there's a trap! Run!"

Zhuo Yao's men heard this and ran away holding Zhuo Yao.

Liu Sheng was also carried away. He shook his head slowly, showed a sad smile, and said, "It's not a mechanism, it's explosives."

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, the explosives exploded as several people backed out of the door.

A huge and strong shock wave hit, Meng Ying tightly protected Bai Zhi under her body.

Rumbling--

Fires filled the sky, sparks were flying, and a mushroom cloud bloomed above Heifeng Village.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Zhi slowly opened her eyes, and woke up to Meng Ying's broad chest. His hands were still hugging her tightly, making Bai Zhi struggle a little.

She felt that the person in front of her was still breathing, and she was immediately delighted. He called softly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you okay!..."

Meng Ying woke up slowly at Bai Zhi's call. His mind was groggy and he groaned unconsciously. He opened his eyes and met Bai Zhi's worried tearful eyes. She's okay, that's great.

Stretching out a hand, she gently brushed away Bai Zhi's tears and said, "Sa Lan is fine. Princess, please don't cry."

Bai Zhi cried more and more sadly, "There is blood all over your back, and you still say it's okay!"

Only then did Meng Ying realize that there was some pain. He moved all the muscles and bones in his body. After feeling it, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The skin injury is not a problem." After saying that, he sat up and moved around to prove to Bai Zhi that he was in pain. It's really okay.

Bai Zhi saw that he could still move and the wound was not bleeding. She felt relieved for a moment. Then she remembered something and said in surprise: "Zhuo Yao!"

Then she got up and looked around for Zhuo Yao. Meng Ying didn't know what happened between them. She just felt that the relationship between the two seemed to be better than imagined. She felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but at the moment of life, she couldn't care so much, so she followed along. Find someone.

After some rummaging, Zhuo Yao was dug out of the mound. He was still breathing, but his face was very bad, and the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding. Both of his men were pierced through the chest by the attacking wood and died.

Bai Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable. She begged Meng Ying, "Your Majesty, he did this because he saved me. I know he and you are enemies, but can you save him..."

Meng Ying frowned in confusion, then rubbed Bai Zhi's head, "Stop crying, Yan Zhi is crying. Who said he is my enemy?"

While saying in a warm voice, he took off the somewhat dazzling wedding clothes, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, and carefully bandaged Zhuo Yao's wound.

Bai Zhi was a little surprised, "Isn't he an enemy?"

"No." Meng Ying smiled slightly and replied firmly.

After bandaging, Meng Ying remembered the news about Angelica dahurica poisoning, so she found Yagyu Sheng, who was still breathing.

After Liu Sheng woke up, he saw Bai Zhi at a glance. He squinted and smiled, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, feeling relief and relief.

He took out a bottle of medicine and said weakly: "This... my mother... gave it to you. She won't go to... hell..."

After saying that, his hand dropped weakly.

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