Xiren Yuanjun's condition was dire.
Burning from internal heart fire, she was now critically injured by the double explosion, barely able to hold on.
She lay on her side, her lower arm extended, head resting on it. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her face pale, exuding a unique fragile beauty.
Ah, the classic pose of a heroine injured in a television drama.
Next, following the cliché plot, the main villain should have pursued her, and the weakened yet strong heroine would tell those around her, "Hurry, leave me, don't mind me, I can't make it. And don't seek revenge for me, the enemy is too powerful, flee quickly…"
Then, the person beside her would say, "No, impossible, I will never abandon you. I will fight the enemy to the death, we'll die together, and even in the afterlife I will continue to do what…"
Yes, perfect.
At this moment, the main villain flew over.
Although Buzhihuo Qingwu had been suppressed and injured by Xiren Yuanjun earlier, her total injuries were far less severe than the final heart fire's damage to Xiren Yuanjun. Thus, in the final explosion, her injuries were also much less than Xiren Yuanjun's.
Therefore, she could still fly at this moment.
The main villain was approaching.
The plot was aligning.
Yes, the main villain had to fly slowly, allowing the heroine ample time for final words and the person beside her to roar in grief and anger.
Next, it was time for the heroine to urge the person beside her to flee.
The heroine… ah no, Xiren Yuanjun, with great effort, raised her head, her eyes anxious, her voice hoarse, she began her lines,
"Save me…"
…
Where's the script? What happened to "flee quickly"? Why aren't you following the script?
Wan Lei was prepared, ready to turn and run.
As for staying to fight to the death?
Heh,
Although he was confident he could defeat the injured Buzhihuo Qingwu at this moment, no, he was certain he could.
But why should he intervene?
Was he that familiar with her? He had no enmity with Buzhihuo Qingwu either.
"No saving."
Wan Lei grinned.
Fortunately, Young Master Lei was also someone who didn't put directors and screenwriters in his eyes. He certainly wouldn't embrace Xiren Yuanjun now and roar, "Why are you so foolish? Don't worry, I will save you," and so on.
Wan Lei's voice wasn't loud, and Buzhihuo Qingwu was too far away to hear. In fact, with their cultivation levels, they could hear sounds from a great distance, but that was when their cultivation was active. In normal times, who would bother to keep their ears pricked to sounds from miles away? It was like not being able to continuously release their divine sense to probe their surroundings.
However, Xiren Yuanjun was close and heard him perfectly clearly.
Upon hearing Young Master Lei's shameless two words, her eyes widened immediately.
"You… you're supposed to be the hero saving the damsel in distress… how can you be so shameless? Save me this time, and I will repay you next time…"
It wasn't Wan Lei's fault, was it? Before the fight, she, Xiren Yuanjun, had personally said not to involve Wan Lei. Wan Lei and his companions had also solemnly guaranteed, "Even if you die, we won't interfere."
Now, it was time to honor the promise.
"Rest in peace."
Wan Lei reached out and gently wiped Xiren Yuanjun's face, intending to close her "unwilling to rest" eyes.
Xiren Yuanjun's eyes widened even further.
However, this action, in Buzhihuo Qingwu's eyes, appeared to be an intimate gesture.
This meant that these three mysterious and unfathomable powerhouses must have a very good relationship with Xiren Yuanjun. And in her current state, she was certainly no match for them. Forcing a fight would only trap her here as well.
Thus, Buzhihuo Qingwu decided to cut her losses. She had won this time, and had planted seeds of defeat and fear in Xiren Yuanjun's heart. The next time they met, she could use this as a breakthrough point to kill her.
"Hmph, I'll spare your life this time. The next time I see you, I will show no mercy."
After saying this, Buzhihuo Qingwu, with the demeanor of a powerful figure, turned and left with a flick of her sleeve.
She fled extremely quickly.
Wan Lei was stunned, and Xiren Yuanjun was also stunned.
Was this battle over anticlimactically?
She… was scared away?
Xiren Yuanjun looked at Wan Lei again. How could she not guess why Buzhihuo Qingwu, who could have easily killed her, had left?
It was because she was afraid of these three people beside him, wasn't it?
Wan Lei also understood. He grinned again.
"You're welcome."
"You wish! I'm thanking your bloody head!"
With no external enemies disturbing them, Xiren Yuanjun naturally no longer had to be servile to Young Master Lei. Her aura immediately surged.
"Oh, this woman changes her tune pretty quickly. Just now you were begging me to save you, and now that I've saved you and the danger is gone, you're turning on me."
"Right, now that the danger is gone, why should I be servile to you?"
Xiren Yuanjun snorted coldly.
"But have you ever considered that the danger has not yet been removed?"
A dangerous curve formed on Wan Lei's lips. That playful smile made Xiren Yuanjun's heart lurch.
"What do you want? We have no enmity, are you going to attack me?"
"How can you say we have no enmity? You were relentlessly aggressive towards us before. Back then, I didn't want to fight because I was worried about a mutual destruction, but now? Do you still have any combat power left?"
"If you kill me, my father will hunt you down relentlessly. The entire Great Jin will have no place for you to stand."
"Oh? Is that so? Your second uncle is already dead. If you die too, will your family still be a match for the Buzhihuo family?
By then, your father will likely be too preoccupied to even spare a thought for chasing us.
Even if he wanted to chase, if we bring your head to Buzhihuo Qingwu, I think she'll be very willing to accept us three strong individuals who have killed her enemy and achieved great merit."
"You…"
Xiren Yuanjun felt a chill to her bones, having escaped one wolf den only to fall into a tiger's lair.
Her life… was so bitter.
"Do you remember what I said?"
"What?"
Looking at Wan Lei's somewhat lecherous smile, Xiren Yuanjun suddenly had a bad premonition.
"I said that the next time I see you, I will… spank your bottom."
"You dare!!!"
Xiren Yuanjun struggled to get up, wary of Wan Lei, but unexpectedly, she was directly lifted up by someone else.
The one lifting her was Fang Xiaoyu.
When it came to bullying girls, Fang Xiaoyu was even more enthusiastic than Wan Lei.
Especially bullying a heroic, handsome, and elegant female hero like this, tsk tsk tsk, it was so rewarding.
"Let go of me, let go of me!"
Fang Xiaoyu ignored her pleas, sat on a small stool, and laid Xiren Yuanjun face down across her lap, adopting the same pose as when she bullied Liu Yuxin last time.
This pose was incredibly shameful.
Xiren Yuanjun's blood churned. From childhood, not only had she never been bullied, but no one even dared to speak loudly to her. Now, she was positioned like this, to be at the mercy of others.