I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

After much hardship, Chen Jue finally found the purple star grass and the Snow Wolf liner in the dangerous environment of the Yunwu Mountains. The purple star grass shone with a mysterious purple light in the cracks of the cliffs, as if it was a star of hope bestowed by nature. Chen Jue picked it carefully, as if holding a rare treasure, and every movement was very light, for fear of damaging this hard-won life-saving thing. The Snow Wolf liner exuded a fishy smell, but in Chen Jue's eyes, it was the key to his sister's continuation of life. He wrapped them layer by layer with the softest cloth, put them in his arms and pressed them against his chest, as if he wanted to protect this hope with his body temperature, because this was the hope of his sister's life, and it was his only dawn in this dark and desperate situation.

At this time, he was already covered in wounds and exhausted. His clothes were torn by thorns, and the cuts were like the bloody mouth of a monster, revealing the skin covered with scratches and bruises. His face was covered with dust and sweat, mixed with dried blood, and he looked embarrassed but determined. With every step he took, the pain in his legs and waist spread throughout his body like an electric current, but the light in his eyes became more and more firm. It was an unquestionable and desperate determination, like the brightest star in the dark night sky, guiding him forward.

The return journey was equally difficult, and Chen Jue and his guards did not dare to slack off. They knew that this precious medicinal material carried too much hope and could not afford to lose anything. However, when they reached a valley on the edge of the Yunwu Mountains, danger came again like a ghost.

Suddenly, a rain of arrows came from the hillsides on both sides of the valley like locusts. The arrow feathers cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and the sound was like the call of the god of death. Chen Jue shouted: "There is an ambush, find cover quickly!" His voice echoed in the valley, with a hint of tension and determination. Everyone hurriedly looked for boulders and trees around to hide, and the sound of panicked footsteps and rapid breathing intertwined. Arrows shot like locusts, and arrows kept hitting the objects around them, making a "puff puff" sound. Each sound was like the knock of death, which made people terrified. Some arrows were deeply inserted into the ground, and the arrow shafts kept shaking, while others hit the trees, and the arrowheads sank into the trunks, and wood chips flew.

"Sir, it seems someone is deliberately trying to stop us here." The guard said nervously, his eyes revealing worry. He held his weapon tightly in his hand, with veins bulging on the back of his hand.

Chen Jue frowned, his eyebrows twisted together like a knot. His eyes were like lightning, quickly scanning the surrounding hillsides, trying to find the enemy's position. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the rocks and trees, not missing any clues. The flame of anger ignited in his heart. How dare these people snatch the medicinal materials at this critical moment? That was his sister's life-saving straw, and he would never allow anyone to get involved.

At this time, a group of robbers rushed down the hillside like a tide. They were holding various weapons, some holding gleaming swords, some carrying long spears, and some wielding maces. Their faces were hideous, their eyes flashed with greed and ferocity, and they shouted: "Hand over the things, and I will spare your life!" The shouts echoed in the valley, like the roar of a devil, which made people shudder.

Chen Jue clenched his sword tightly, and the blade trembled slightly due to the force, making a low buzzing sound. He stepped forward and stood at the front of the team, like a towering mountain, blocking the enemy's way. "If you want the medicinal materials, you have to get past me first!" His voice was firm and loud, echoing in the valley, with fearless courage and contempt for the enemy. He led his guards to meet the robbers and fought a desperate battle with them.

The robbers were numerous and fierce. They rushed forward like a pack of wolves, brandishing swords and spears, and were full of vigor. The flashes of swords and shadows intersected, colliding with sparks. They tried to break through the defense of Chen Jue and others, and each attack was powerful, as if to crush everything in front of them. Chen Jue's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind. His sword danced in his hand like a spirit snake. Each sword stabbed the enemy's vital points accurately, and each swing could repel the enemy in front of him. But the other side was outnumbered and gradually surrounded them, forming an airtight encirclement, like an iron barrel.

In the melee, a guard was unfortunately stabbed in the abdomen by a robber. The robber took advantage of him and thrust his spear into his body, causing blood to gushed out like a fountain. The guard screamed and fell to the ground, holding his wound tightly with both hands, but blood still seeped out from between his fingers. "Brother!" Chen Jue roared, with a trace of grief in his eyes. It was the pain of losing a comrade, like a sharp blade cutting the heart. His attack became more fierce, and the sword in his hand turned into a deadly lightning, instantly slashing down several robbers. There was a flame of anger burning in his eyes, and that flame seemed to turn all the enemies in front of him into ashes.

However, the enemy did not seem to intend to let them go. A robber who looked like the leader rushed towards Chen Jue with a long knife in his hand. He was burly and muscular, and the long knife flashed a cold light in the sun. His knife skills were fierce, and every knife carried a powerful force, slashing at Chen Jue like a storm. Chen Jue confronted him head-on, and the swords intersected, splashing sparks. The sparks flickered between the two, like flowers of death blooming in the night sky. The sound of the collision of swords was deafening, and every collision made Chen Jue's arms numb, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, with only one belief in his heart: to protect the medicinal materials and return to his sister.

In the fierce battle, Chen Jue's arm was cut by the robber's knife. The robber took advantage of his defensive gap and slashed at his arm. The blade cut his skin, blood flowed, and stained his clothes red. The pain came like a tide, but he ignored the pain and had only one belief in his heart: to protect the medicinal materials and return to his sister. His eyes became more determined, and the sword in his hand swung faster, and every move and every style was full of determination to die.

The guards also fought with all their might, fighting with the robbers. They stood back to back, supporting each other, and fought a fierce life-and-death battle with the enemy. The battle scene was extremely tragic, and the blood dyed the land of the valley red, as if it was covered with a layer of bright red carpet. Every drop of blood told of the cruelty of the battle, and every scream echoed in the valley, like a dirge of death.

When the situation was critical, Chen Jue remained calm in the fierce battle. He found a flaw in the robbers. Although they were numerous, they did not cooperate well and were somewhat confused during the attack. Some robbers were eager to succeed and ignored their companions' attack routes, resulting in gaps between them.

"Everyone, concentrate on attacking their left side, charge out!" Chen Jue shouted, his voice penetrating the noise of the battlefield and clearly reaching the ears of every guard. The guards immediately understood, and they concentrated their strength to attack the left side of the robbers. Chen Jue was the first to take the lead, his sword stabbing at the enemy like lightning. He avoided the enemy's frontal attack, took advantage of the gaps between the enemies, and shuttled between them like a ghost. Each of his swords accurately stabbed the enemy's vital points, and the enemies fell under his sword one after another. Under their fierce counterattack, the robbers' defense line began to show loopholes.

"Kill!" Chen Jue roared, and the sound exploded in the valley like thunder. He led the guards to fight their way out like a tiger descending from the mountain. The robbers were frightened by their momentum and retreated one after another. The greed and ferocity in their eyes were replaced by fear, and they retreated in panic.

"Don't chase us, let's go!" Chen Jue looked at the injured guards and knew that this was not the time to fight. They had already paid a heavy price, and the most important thing now was to return to the Duke's Mansion with the medicinal materials as soon as possible.

They continued on their way. Chen Jue's arm wound was in unbearable pain. With every step he took, the wound felt like it was burning, and the pain spread from his arm to his whole body. Blood was still oozing out, staining his arm red. But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and every step seemed to exhaust all his strength. His face turned pale due to the pain, but the determination in his eyes never changed.

After a long and difficult journey, the outline of the Duke's Mansion finally appeared before his eyes. The familiar building looked particularly warm in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it were a safe harbor. Chen Jue breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his sister was saved. That breath was like his tense nerves finally relaxing. He felt that his body had reached its limit, but the hope in his heart filled him with strength again.

At this time, he was covered in blood and had minor injuries. He had almost escaped death. But there was no fear in his eyes, only hope for his sister's recovery. He stared at the gate of the Duke's Mansion, as if it was the entrance of hope. He walked towards the Duke's Mansion step by step with his guards. His firm figure was like a warrior returning from the darkness. Although his steps were heavy, each step was full of strength, which was the strength given by his love for his sister and his persistence in life.

When they returned to the Duke's Mansion, everyone in the mansion was stunned to see them like this. The servants opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of fear and worry. The housekeeper hurried over and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, what happened?" Chen Jue ignored everyone's gaze and walked straight to the clinic. He had only one goal in mind, which was to let the doctor use medicinal herbs to treat his sister as soon as possible. "Doctor, the medicinal herbs have been found, hurry up and save my sister!" His voice was weak, but full of strength. The voice echoed in the clinic, like a bell of hope.

The doctor hurriedly took the herbs and began to detoxify Chen Jia. His hands were shaking a little, both because of the precious herbs and the urgency of the situation. Chen Jue was waiting anxiously on the side, his eyes never leaving Chen Jia. His eyes were like a burning flame, as if he wanted to pass on his strength to his sister. He prayed silently in his heart: Sister, you must wake up, I did it, I brought the herbs back. His lips trembled slightly, tears flashed in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let the tears fall. He had to stay strong and wait for the moment when his sister woke up.

At this moment, the entire Duke's Mansion was immersed in a tense atmosphere. The maids were sobbing quietly, and the servants were all solemn. Everyone was worried about Chen Jia's safety, and everyone's heart was tightly tied together. And Chen Jue, this young man who had experienced hardships, was waiting for the verdict of fate. He believed that his sister would be able to overcome this difficulty. He stood there like a statue, motionless, only the ups and downs of his chest and the light in his eyes showed the waves in his heart. His figure looked lonely and firm under the dim light of the clinic, which was a deep love for his relatives and an unyielding persistence in life.