Looking at the silver spear pointing directly at him, Tuoba Yin frowned slightly and looked up at Jun Wuhuan who suddenly appeared in front of him. Jun Wuhuan did not wear the mask of Lord Cangyun City, but the weapons in his hand had already revealed his identity. He obviously did not care about the leak of the relationship between Prince Changli and Lord Cangyun City. At this point, Jun Wuhuan did not feel that Tuoba Yin could not confirm his identity.

"Young Master Changli, Lord Cangyun City." Tuoba Yin said affirmatively.

Jun Wuhuan turned his head and looked at Chu Ling and Yun Xingyue not far away. Yun Xingyue nodded to him and said that Chu Ling was not seriously injured. Then he turned around and nodded casually at Tuoba Yin, and said in a deep voice again: "Go to do it." Tuoba Yin of course understood what he meant, just as if he had the chance to kill Princess Shenyou or Jun Wuhuan without hesitation, Jun Wuhuan would never let him go. Especially now - when Princess Shenyou was almost dead at his hands.

Tuoba Yin stopped talking nonsense, picked up his long sword and stabbed Jun Wuhuan. Jun Wuhuan sent forward the silver spear in his hand. With a clang, Tuoba Yin's long sword and silver spear collided and then quickly retreated, and greeted the other party again. Jun Wuhuan's martial arts were completely different from Yan Fengxiao's martial arts. This was a very magical thing. Therefore, no one has suspected that Jun Wuhuan and Yan Fengxiao were the same person for so many years. Ordinary people disguised themselves as just a disguise in tricks, but if they really fought to the death, they would inevitably reveal flaws. Jun Wuhuan was different. He seemed to have really mastered two completely different martial arts at the same time, not only movements, but also completely different in the operation of internal power attributes, even the little bits of action.

Tuoba Yin and Yan Fengxiao and Jun Wuhuan both fought each other, but they had never really confirmed the relationship between the two.

However, compared to fighting with Jun Wuhuan, Tuoba Yin fought with Yan Fengxiao. Both of them were invincible famous generals and top experts on the battlefield. The fight was naturally more intense and more enjoyable than fighting with people in the martial arts world. In just a moment, a corner of the city tower was almost destroyed by the two.

Yun Xingyue stuffed a pill into Chu Ling's mouth, then pulled out the silver needle she carried with her and quickly pricked it several times. After a while, Chu Ling's eyes, which were originally closed, moved slightly, and her eyelashes flashed slightly and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that she woke up, Yun Xingyue didn't care about watching the fight between the two, and said happily: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Chu Ling smiled helplessly and said, "It's not good." Her whole body was so painful that she felt like she was being run over by a wheel, and her meridians seemed to be broken inch by inch. Chu Ling never knew that it turned out that people actually had this kind of pain. In contrast, the trauma that looked a bit scary was not as good as it felt.

Yun Xingyue sighed and said, "You have suffered internal injuries twice and you have been almost exhausted. Fortunately, Jun Wuhuan is back, otherwise... if you really get out of oil, you will be afraid that you will have to lie in the bed for three or five years."

Speaking of this, Yun Xingyue also felt a cold sweat. If Jun Wuhuan had not returned in time, even if Chu Ling had not died at Tuoba Yin's hands, he would have probably lost half of his life. This would be more serious than the time he was chased by Jiankun a few years ago.

Chu Ling smiled and said, "Have you done your best, help me up."

Yun Xingyue didn't say much, and helped Chu Ling stand up from the ground. The two looked up at the two men fighting on the roof not far away. The roof on the city tower had no idea where they flew. Jun Wuhuan probably really had the intention to kill, and the silver spear in his hand danced wildly, killing his moves. Even though Tuoba Yin was supposed to be a master who seemed to be different from him, Tuoba Yin and Chu Ling were not effortless in the battle. One side of his shoulder was seriously injured, but it fell below in a short while.

Jun Wuhuan didn't think there was anything wrong with bullying others. He stabbed the silver spear in his hand into the injured arrow of Tuoba Yin. It happened to be the place where Chu Ling stabbed last night, but this time it really pierced.

Tuoba Yin frowned slightly, and cut the sword towards Jun Wuhuan's hand holding the silver spear. But the gun was a long soldier, and Tuoba Yin's sword was obviously not long enough. The sword energy flew over, and Jun Wuhuan slightly turned his head to avoid it. Tuoba Yin's face turned pale and let out a muffled groan. Tuoba Yin gritted his teeth, and threw the sword in his hand towards Jun Wuhuan. At the same time, he reached out to grab Jun Wuhuan's silver spear and pulled it out hard, pulling the spear head out from his shoulders. As soon as the spear head was pulled out, Tuoba Yin's shoulder immediately flowed blood.

Jun Wuhuan shook his hand slightly, and the silver spear body shook Tuoba Yin immediately let go and quickly retreated seven or eight steps before he stood on the city wall.

Jun Wuhuan glanced at the blood on the tip of the gun, jumped up indifferently and pounced on Tuoba Yin again. Tuoba Yin knew that he was no match for Jun Wuhuan, not to mention that his weapons had been lost, he no longer wanted to fight. He turned around without hesitation and headed towards the direction of the army's battle.

Seeing the two men gradually getting farther and farther away, Yun Xingyue looked down at Chu Ling and asked, "Princess, we will still be in the past..."

Chu Ling shook her head and said, "Since Jun Wuhuan is back, we don't have to worry, send me back. I... I'm almost unable to hold on."

Yun Xingyue nodded repeatedly and said, "You are right, let's go quickly!"

Sure enough, Chu Ling had just returned to the city lord's mansion, and before he could enter his yard, his eyes became dark and fainted again. Yun Xingyue quickly called someone to send her back to the room, and he was busy taking the pulse and prescribing medicine. He completely threw the matter on the city tower behind his mind.

Because Jun Wuhuan rushed back in time, the Northern Jin army could only retreat helplessly. Tuoba Yin was seriously injured and dying, because Chu Ling didn't know that the two armies fought again because Cangyun's army did not fall much below. Therefore, when Jun Wuhuan showed up with people, he finally sacrificed more than a dozen military masters to snatch Tuoba Yin back from Jun Wuhuan's hands. The deputy general who had no choice but to order the troops to withdraw. If they continue to fight, they would not be able to take any advantage.

On the city tower, outside the city tower, there is also Cangyun City. When both soldiers and the people were excited for this victory, Jun Wuhuan had quietly gone down the city tower and hurried to the city lord's mansion.

"City Lord, are you finally back?" Zhenniang saw Jun Wuhuan walking in happily and greeted her excitedly, "City Lord, look at her wife..." Jun Wuhuan frowned, but her steps were much faster, "How is Madam?"

Zhenniang sighed and said, "Mrs. fainted again as soon as she entered the door. She hasn't woken up yet. These days, the lady has really worked hard. Mrs. Yun said that the wife has suffered internal injuries for a while and has not healed..."

Before Zhenniang could finish her speech, Jun Wuhuan had already walked quickly to her yard.

In the room, Chu Ling was lying peacefully on the bed. Although it was only a few months since the last time we parted, Jun Wuhuan felt that the woman on the bed had lost a lot of weight. Not only did she lose weight, her usual healthy face also became extremely pale, and even her originally bright red lips became much lighter. She looked quiet, pale and weak, and she felt a sense of weakness. Jun Wuhuan was not used to A Ling like this. In his eyes, A Ling was always bright and dazzling and full of vitality.

"A Ling..." Jun Wuhuan sat down beside the bed and raised his hand to touch her thin cheeks. His fingers gently rubbed her pale lips, and closed his eyes in pain.

"I'm sorry, A Ling." Jun Wuhuan whispered: "It's all my fault." If he hadn't taken the risk of transferring all the people and soldiers in the city, how could this happen today and let A Ling take risks like this? If it weren't for A Ling... Maybe even Cangyun City would no longer exist. Jun Wuhuan rarely did anything wrong in his life because his status was too special and his burden was too heavy. Once he made a mistake, he would destroy many people and things. This time, it could not be wrong, because what they got would be far better than what they lost. But what Jun Wuhuan didn't calculate was that Xie Tingze would die. Xie Tingze's death changed a lot of things, and almost made Chu Ling fall into a desperate situation.

If something happens to A Ling... no matter what the final result is, it will be wrong!

Jun Wuhuan leaned over, leaned his forehead gently against Chu Ling's eyebrows, and murmured in a low voice: "I won't do this again in the future, A Ling... I will never let you..." I will never let you fall into such a dangerous situation again!

When Chu Ling woke up, she felt her whole body was soft and she even struggled to raise her hand. Chu Ling couldn't help but feel a little panicked for a moment. Could it be that her meridians in her body were completely broken and she was paralyzed?

As soon as she moved, she woke up the person next to her.

"A Ling?" Jun Wuhuan sat up and saw Chu Ling's face opening his eyes, "How are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Chu Ling blinked her eyes and was silent for a moment before saying, "My hands seem a little out of control." As he said, he raised his hand, which could be lifted up, but it was really hard. The pain before was gone, leaving only soreness and weakness. Jun Wuhuan then breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to hold her wrist and said softly, "It's okay, you have excessive internal energy consumption and internal injuries. Yun Xingyue has prescribed medicine, and you can recover after a while of rest, and there will be no future troubles."

After hearing his words, Chu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Although it would be good to survive in such a dangerous situation as before. But if it were possible, no one would really become a useless person, "Help me up."

Jun Wuhuan reached out and gently helped her up, letting her lean into his arms. Chu Ling leaned against his shoulder, closed his eyes slightly and asked, "How long have I been sleeping? How are you doing on the city tower?"

Jun Wuhuan paused slightly around her hand and said, "You have been sleeping for two days, don't worry that the Northern Jin army has retreated fifty miles away. But... Tuoba Yin ran away."

"Hmm?" Chu Ling said in confusion.

Jun Wuhuan said, "Tuoba Yin was rescued by the Northern Jin people." He originally wanted to chase the land, but he was too worried about Chu Ling. Moreover, after the Northern Jin people robbed Tuoba Yin back, they hid in the army immediately. After retreating, Jun Wuhuan chose to come back first. Chu Ling nodded and oh. She slept for two days in a row, which made her a little drowsy. Even her brain moved a little slower than usual.

Seeing this, Jun Wuhuan said nothing more and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm in everything. Ah Ling will have a good rest first and wait until the injury is healed."

Chu Ling opened her eyes, raised her head slightly and opened a distance with him. She saw the deep shadows in Jun Wuhuan's eyes and the blood-filled eyes. Chu Ling felt that if she looked in the mirror, she wouldn't be sure which of them looked even more ugly. She raised her hand and pinched Jun Wuhuan's jaw, and Chu Ling said, "How long have you been asleep?" Jun Wuhuan shook his head and said, "No, I've just had a rest." He came to see A Ling just now, thinking that there was nothing to do for the time being, so he leaned against the bed and took a nap for a while.

How could Chu Ling not understand what happened to him? He said angrily: "Get out and go to bed!"

"A Ling." Jun Wuhuan held her hand, looking at her pale face, as if she had something to say but couldn't say it.

Chu Ling frowned and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Jun Wuhuan shook his head, reached out to bring her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Almost...I'm almost..." Chu Ling lowered her head and found that the hands that were holding her seemed to tremble. Chu Ling was actually not in a good mood. Anyone who had just experienced such a thing and was almost dead, would have a lot of negative emotions in her heart to vent. However, feeling the trembling hands surrounding her and the slightly wet edge of her neck, Chu Ling suddenly felt that the gloomy emotions in her heart disappeared in an instant.

After a while, Chu Ling raised his hand and poked Jun Wuhuan's shoulder gently, and whispered: "I'm fine, we're all fine."

"In the future, I won't do this again." Jun Wuhuan said in a low voice.

"Yes." Chu Ling nodded, lowered her head and wanted to look at Jun Wuhuan's face, "Jun Wuhuan, are you scared to tears?"

"..." Jun Wuhuan did not answer, nor looked up. After a while, Chu Ling finally couldn't help but reach out to raise Jun Wuhuan's head, and found that he had closed his eyes and watched her fall asleep. Chu Ling stared at him for a while, and finally sighed. He reached out and pushed him to the side, and took some effort to put the person on the quilt and cover it. Just this little movement was so exhausted that he simply fell back, and soon he closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply.

She forgot that she still has some calculations to settle for Jun Wuhuan. Let's talk about it when she wakes up.

Yun Xingyue was about to come in, and saw two people lying side by side on the bed. They were as thin and pale as they were, but their expressions on their faces were also peaceful and peaceful. Yun Xingyue looked down at the medicine bowl in her hand, sighed in her heart and turned around and walked out. The maid guarding the house saw him coming out with the medicine, and hurried forward, "Young Master Yun, this is..."

Yun Xingyue snorted, "Let someone look at those two people, and when they wake up, they will send a bowl of medicine in."

"Yes, Mr. Yun." The maid bowed and responded.

Yun Xingyue looked back at the door and sighed slightly with some grief: He is doing cows and horses here, and these two people are comfortable. Humph, he should go and play with Miss Paner.
Chapter completed!