Su Xiaoqi hugged Shen Yun, tightly covering his chest with her hands. However, no matter how hard she pushed, the bright red blood still flowed through her fingers.
Su Xiaoqi's hands trembled, her heart feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.
She was in so much pain, so much pain.
But this was not the time for grief. The masked assassins, seeing one of them injured, became excited.
They raised their swords and knives and surrounded Su Xiaoqi.
Some had already let out lewd, unspeakable laughter.
The jarring laughter and the grim situation instantly sobered Su Xiaoqi.
She quickly fumbled for a bottle of green porcelain, opened the cap, and poured its contents forcefully onto Shen Yun's bleeding chest.
Then, she unceremoniously threw it at the person closest to her.
"Ah… you stinking bitch, still so stubborn even now.
Capture her alive, our young master will surely like it."
"Hahaha…" another round of jeering.
Su Xiaoqi’s expression turned stern. She gripped her whip tightly in her right hand, straightened her chest, and confronted everyone.
Shen Yun was injured, and she had lost her anchor. She should have been afraid.
But as soon as she thought that Shen Yun was injured because of her, she felt as if there was nothing to be afraid of.
She, in her blue robes and black hair, with the long whip in her hand, looked slender. Standing before Shen Yun, whose lower body was soaked in blood.
Her aura surged, like an eagle soaring through the sky or a tiger roaring in the forest, making people dare not underestimate her.
"Those who step forward will die." Su Xiaoqi gritted her teeth, swung her whip, and warned them hatefully.
Then, without any warning, she suddenly attacked. When she didn't whip, she whipped, directly entangling one person. The barbed whip pierced the man's most vulnerable neck, instantly tearing off a large piece of flesh, leaving it bloody and gory.
At this moment, Su Xiaoqi was no longer the kind person she was before.
She now had only one thought: these were all wicked people, and they all deserved to die!
Indeed, seeing blood was the most effective way to stir the beast within humanity.
"Damn it, she's just a woman. Attack her together, kill her!" The leader, seeing the blood splattered around him, no longer spoke of capturing them alive.
Su Xiaoqi was very scared. She knew she had no chance of winning against them alone.
But so what?
Even if she surrendered now, she might not survive. It was better to fight for a chance.
The more she appeared fearless, the more she instilled fear in the masked assassins.
This way, Su Xiaoqi managed to hold on for another round.
However, by now, she was covered in blood, and her hair was disheveled.
Just as the masked assassins were about to strike a killing blow, an accident occurred.
A sharp whistle sounded, and a group of people dressed in black combat attire rushed out from the forest.
The leader was Qi Yunwei, who had been missing for a long time.
He had arrived with his guards.
As soon as they arrived, they immediately joined the fray.
Qi Yunwei glanced at his side, consisting of about ten people.
The other party's third group had already been incapacitated by them, and half of them were taken down by Shen Yun and his wife.
Now, only about eight or nine of them remained. They could still put up a fight against the exhausted Su Xiaoqi and her companions, but against his elite personal guards, they were barely enough to fill their teeth.
"You've finally arrived." Su Xiaoqi's heart loosened, her body went limp, and she sat down with Shen Yun.
Without even resting, she immediately lifted Shen Yun's clothes to treat his wound.
Fortunately, the medicinal powder she had applied earlier was very effective, and the bleeding from the wound had stopped.
But the wound needed to be cleaned, sutured, and dressed immediately.
Otherwise, infection would be disastrous.
Qi Yunwei felt a little embarrassed by Su Xiaoqi's words.
In fact, he had arrived much earlier.
He had arrived when the enemy leader called for the third group.
But at that time, they were busy clearing the archers they had left in the forest, which took some time, and he also had a promise to keep…
By the time they finished clearing up and rushed over, Shen Yun was already injured, and Su Xiaoqi was a weak woman…
Well, seeing her standing there covered in blood, wielding a long whip and defiantly fighting, Qi Yunwei found it difficult to associate the word "weak" with her.
Indeed, she was so formidable that she couldn't be called weak.
"I apologize, Tingzhi, for being late. I offer my apologies to Madam Shen." Qi Yunwei sincerely cupped his hands towards Su Xiaoqi.
Su Xiaoqi glanced at him. His black robes were clean, unstained by dust or leaves.
But who could blame him for having so many capable guards?
At this moment, they had already subdued the entire group of black-clothed men.
They all had swords at their throats, but before they could ask any questions, they began to collapse one by one.
"Ah, this, this is…" Su Xiaoqi was startled.
"They are all suicidal guards. Seeing that their mission had failed, they bit the poison in their pouches and died," Qi Yunwei replied with a sigh.
It seemed that their efforts today were destined to be in vain.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoqi didn't pay much attention. She told Qi Yunwei that she needed to treat Shen Yun immediately.
But this was on the official road, with no villages or shops in sight.
As everyone was in a difficult situation, He Qiulei emerged from a hidden bush and exclaimed:
"Hey, I know, I know there's a temple not far ahead, called Ganquan Temple."
This area was already not far from the outskirts of the capital.
Ganquan Temple was a major temple in this area.
It was famous for its efficacy in drawing and interpreting fortunes.
Whether asking about the future, marriage, or difficult matters, one could receive corresponding answers.
Therefore, it was very popular among the people of the capital.
On festivals like the Bathing of the Buddha or other important holidays, and even on the first and fifteenth of each month, people would travel specifically to this place to burn incense and worship Buddha.
"The abbot there is very compassionate. If we go there, we will surely receive help," He Qiulei said.
This was the only option now. They couldn't let Shen Yun lie in the wilderness like this.
Otherwise, not to mention recovering from his injuries, he would fall ill from the cold.
After half an hour of bumpy travel, the group's carriage finally arrived at Ganquan Temple.
He Qiulei was asked to negotiate with the temple's greeter monk.
Soon, He Qiulei returned, saying that he had donated one hundred taels of silver as incense and oil money to the temple, and Master Jueyuan had granted them a small courtyard on the south side of the temple.
It was a place specifically for pilgrims to stay overnight.
Upon entering the courtyard, they found it to be a one-entry quadrangle.
There were a total of seven rooms.
It was more than enough to accommodate their group.
Su Xiaoqi had already changed her clothes in the carriage.
When she got down, she clasped her hands together and thanked Jueyuan, who had led them there.
Jueyuan sniffed. He had initially smelled blood, but seeing a young woman descend, who was also beautiful, he immediately felt at ease. He greeted them warmly and told them that the vegetarian dining hall was a short turn to the left ahead.
They could go to pick up their meals at regular times.
After thanking them and seeing Jueyuan off, Su Xiaoqi quickly asked someone to carry Shen Yun out of the carriage and into a room.
She listed a series of items for Guo'er.
Hot water, scissors, sheep gut thread, needles, and wine…
Soon, Su Xiaoqi began to treat Shen Yun's wounds inside.
In fact, the items she asked Guo'er for were just a smokescreen.
She had everything she needed in her spatial dimension.
Soon, she finished treating Shen Yun.
She applied medication, bandaged him, washed her hands, and poured herself a cup of cold tea.
The coolness that entered her mouth instantly cleared her mind, which had become somewhat confused due to prolonged fatigue.
She tidied up all the medical tools and looked at Shen Yun, who lay on the bed, still unconscious.
A sense of unease gradually arose in her heart.
Shen Yun usually respected, helped, and cared for her, which she had always considered quite normal.
After all, she was not the original owner of this body. She was also genuinely good to him and his family.
She had even used her spatial dimension to create such a good life for them.
Putting herself in his shoes, it was understandable that Shen Yun treated her well.
However, she never expected that Shen Yun would risk his life to save her in a critical moment.
What he did was truly not like "Shen Yun."