So now, she persists not because she is strong, but because she has no choice. She can only fight, for the man who walked into her heart silently, for the man who was bullied by her and hurt by her, but who stupidly said he likes her.

That man.

For...her man.

The warriors were stunned for only a moment. Even if their hearts were touched, some things still had to be done. They continued to raise their swords and kill Xin Yue.

Xin Yue narrowed her eyes and continued her fight.

The roaring swords brought up gusts of dark wind, and the dim candlelight swayed. There were many shadows on the wall, and the thick smell of blood penetrated people's nostrils one by one.

It suddenly started raining outside, and the deafening thunder pierced the sky, as if it was about to tear out people's eardrums. The torrential rain rumbled on the steps outside the warehouse, and the thick blood on the ground formed a small stream and flowed out of the warehouse.

Mixed with the rain outside.

After fighting for almost an hour, Xin Yue knew that she was about to be completely defeated. She clearly knew that her body had reached its limit. Even if she did not take any medicine, she would not be able to win.

She looked at the successful smiles of those men, and a vast expanse of desolation and despair suddenly arose in her heart.

All the strength in her body was completely stripped away, and she turned into a ball of soft mud and fell to the ground. Her consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, but her body felt as if she had been run over by a car, and she was in severe pain.

The men looked at Xin Yue with the eyes of conquering prey. The four of them unbuttoned their belts together, preparing to make Xin Yue suffer inhuman humiliation.

Xin Yue looked at them, and a very shallow smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful face. She asked very gently and slowly: "Do you know what the Chinese spirit is?"

Xin Yue quickly picked up the sword on the ground with a powerful thought and placed it across his neck. His eyes were sharp and his voice was hoarse: "It means being indomitable, and being a soldier who can be killed and cannot be humiliated."

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Xin Yue took the knife and wiped it on his neck.

She thought to herself that it was almost over.

She was destined to be let down by the man who was good to her, who cared for her and who loved her.

I feel so grateful for your wealth, and I feel ashamed of myself.

A friend from the art troupe in the army once told Xin Yue that she looked like a thorn bird. She thought at the time, how could a cold and heartless person like her live such a heroic life?

Now she thinks that she is just a thorn bird. When she doesn't love, she can be ruthless and decisive. Once she decides to love, she will only bloom for one person for the rest of her life, and treat him wholeheartedly for the rest of her life.

But before she died, she really wanted to hear him call her madam one more time.

"lady!"

A strong gust of wind blew past, and the warehouse door opened with a bang, and torrential raindrops quickly poured in.

Before Xin Yue had time to react, he noticed a burst of great power coming from his hand. The frantic man dropped the sword in Xin Yue's hand and held her tightly in his arms. His body was wet and dripping with water.

.

Xin Yue looked at that extremely familiar face, which looked like a child, gently pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled.

Then he sniffed aggrievedly: "I thought you wouldn't come."

Chu Zhiling looked at Xin Yue's pale little face and frowned distressedly. He picked her up and walked towards the group of subordinates standing at the door of the warehouse. He stood still, tilted his head and raised his narrow eyes slightly, and spoke coldly.

He said: "Kill all these warriors for me."

The samurai Nakai Saburo could understand Chinese, and he said anxiously: "We are members of the family of the lord of Pingwu City, why do you kill us?"

"Only you dare to touch my woman."

Song Chang, Chu Zhiling's subordinate, also whispered: "Brother, the lord of Pingwu City is very powerful. If we offend him, we..."

Before Song Chang could finish speaking, Chu Zhiling interrupted him, and a concise and concise word escaped from his thin lips:

"kill."

Chu Zhiling walked out of the warehouse, and about ten seconds later, several miserable howls sounded behind him.

Chu Zhiling held Xin Yue and walked under the thick night. Thunder was rolling in the sky and raindrops were pouring on the eaves. Xin Yue was lying in Chu Zhiling's arms, but she felt extremely at ease.

No matter how heavy the wind and rain were outside, he could still hold up a warm world for her. She couldn't help but nuzzled into his arms.

Chu Zhiling entered the room and placed Xin Yue on the tatami. Xin Yue suddenly remembered something and said to Chu Zhiling, "I want to take a bath."

Chu Zhiling frowned: "But you have so many injuries on your body."

Xin Yue remembered that those Japanese men had touched her and almost raped her, and she felt sick in her heart. She insisted: "I have to take a bath."

Chu Zhiling could never defeat her, so he asked someone to bring water with the right temperature and put it into the tub.

Chu Zhiling took off her clothes, and with every inch he took off, his brows furrowed.

The originally fair and flawless body was covered with scars, and large and small blood stains stuck to the skin. Especially on her thighs, there were two long cuts, which were still dripping with blood.

He used gauze to absorb the blood flowing from her body, and then put her into the bathtub.

Chu Zhiling washed her hair and body, wiped her whole body clean, and applied medicine to her. While applying medicine to her, he stared at the injury on her thigh for a moment. Then he gave her

She put on a pure white light cotton nightgown.

Chu Zhiling was somewhat familiar with Japanese samurai swords. He thought of the wound on Xin Yue's thigh and asked doubtfully: "Did those people cut the wound on your thigh?" He shook his head, "No, it was cut by someone else. The wound

It should be wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, but you..." He looked at her with a quick flash of light in his eyes, "Did you scratch it yourself?"

Xin Yue said "hmm".

"Why?"

She still looked indifferent: "They gave me medicine at that time. How could I stay awake without scratching myself?" She suddenly lost her lazy expression and looked at Chu Zhiling seriously: "I

I don’t want them to touch me. I will only be given to one man in my life."

Chu Zhiling showed a moved expression. Thinking of the scene when Xin Yue put the knife across his neck, he felt moved and a little uncomfortable. He wiped her face with his hand and said: "You don't need to seek death.

You know, even if they do something to you, I will not let you go. You are still the most holy and unique woman in my heart. It’s too late for me to feel sorry for you, so how can I dislike you?”

When Chu Zhiling thought of that scene, he felt frightened.

At that time, he led people to search for her everywhere, and finally heard the sound of fighting near the warehouse. The first scene he saw when he opened the door was her holding a sword on her neck.

If he comes a step too late, won't he never see her again?

Chu Zhiling took Xin Yue into his arms and said softly and helplessly: "Living is more important than anything else."

The man's hot breath fell on Xin Yue's ears, and Xin Yue suddenly felt that electric current running through him again. His whole body was numb and numb, and even his bones could soften.

The Naiben medicine is still in the body.

Chu Zhiling's strong masculine scent filled her whole body, wrapping her tightly. Xin Yue felt that her whole body was getting more and more uncomfortable. She bit her lip, but she still couldn't help but let out a cry.

Chu Zhiling thought that holding Xin Yue had touched Xin Yue's wound, so he quickly let her go. However, he saw Xin Yue's small face was blushing, her pink lips were slightly opened, and she let out a soft moan: "Chu
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