Repairing the Past

Chapter 62

Mo Yan bellowed as Chu Yao retracted the tip of the arrow on her back. The crisp sound due to the forced friction of the pointed and sharp object made a deep flesh tear.

Chu Yao immediately bandaged the wound after sprinkling the medicine with great precision. Then helped Mo Yan sit comfortably behind the large rocks in the bushes.

But they had not had time to breathe quietly, two people dressed in black again found them.

"They're here!" Shouted one of the attacking men loudly.

Chu Yao did not wait for a cue. He came forward and killed the two black-clothed men in one strike. But some of the opponents are coming.

The situation is unbalanced. Chu Yao and Mo Yan were cornered with unfavorable conditions.

Although Mo Yan's physique was not entirely healthy, he tried to get up and stand by Chu Yao's side.

"Don't force yourself! If you die here, nothing will help me get my revenge. " Siss Chu Yao with a lookout.

"You still don't want to lose, yeah. " Reply Mo Yan slightly joked.

"I am indeed a reckoning of things that benefit me." The grin Chu Yao who then ran charged towards the attackers.

Mo Yan became amused, "in that case, take advantage of myself!"

The man gouged out a sword that fell next to one of the corpses with the tip of a foot then caught it with one hand. The barely visible flick of the sword made some of the foreign men fall lifeless.

"Damn it! They're actually humans or a bunch of bees?" Bait Chu Yao who was getting annoyed with the arrival of the other assailants.

He jumped up and turned towards Mo Yan, "They are targeting you?!"

Mo Yan fell down with one foot on the ground. The sword in his hand was stuck down as if giving a support to an almost unsteady body.

"It seems that the plan I've put together has leaked into the ears of the enemy."

Mo Yan speculated. Their journey should be safe from any distractions. Mo Yan deliberately split the two entourage in two different directions.

Chen's entourage of ministers passed through a two-way street route that had always been the main infrastructure of royal traffic. And Mo Yan's entourage passed through a secret path known only to his confidants.

Even if there is an attack, it should be Chen's ministerial entourage that will be the initial target. Not just him and his followers.

"One of the two envoys was a spy." Mo Yan's remark made Chu Yao quite surprised.

But the surprise was just a blink of an eye. The black-clothed men again carried out the attack simultaneously.

"CATCH THE MAN ALIVE OR DEAD!!" raung was one of the attackers standing behind the other attackers.

Chu Yao screeched then twisted in the opposite direction. The red spray from her opponent's body made a row of spots on the woman's white dress. One of the assailants pulled out a veil that still partially covered Chu Yao's face.

"YOU?! STILL ALIVE?" The foreign man exclaimed with wide eyes.

"What if I'm still alive?" Said Chu Yao who gave a twisting kick towards the black-clothed man.

The man, the black-clothed assailant, fell backwards and spat out fresh blood. Instead of getting angry, he laughed loudly, "good! Very nice! I'd ask for more if I could bring two of your heads in front of you father!"

Mo Yan pulled Chu Yao's arm along with the sword's thrust from the front. The nimble stalks that Mo Yan had done had split the foreign man's face cover and made quite deep scratches.

Mo Yan and Chu Yao gasped when they realized the man in front of them was the crown prince of Airland four years ago, Long Ye Lang.

"YOU!" Ye Lang was hysterically in pain holding his bloody face.

Chu Yao's anger instantly peaked. Bitter memories re-emerged in the glint of her sharp irises. The shadow of the blind father had darkened his heart.

Without a second thought, he ran and attacked Ye Lang from various directions. The proud man did not remain silent. He retaliated with agile movements to give some wounds on the girl's body.

The pain did not make Chu Yao retreat. He was eager to paralyze his enemy. With two twisting steps, he managed to snatch Ye Lang's arm with his dagger. Not only that, Chu Yao bowed and again injured the two legs of the cruel man until it rolled to the ground.

"CHU YAO!" Mo Yan threw the sword towards the other assailant who was intending to stab the woman from mere.

Chu Yao barely heard Mo Yan's call. His emotions are on the limit. Ye Lang's arrogant attitude made Chu Yao feel slighted. The man laughed even though his legs were not functioning normally.

"ANGRY! JUST KILL ME! TAKE AWAY ALL YOUR GRUDGES!" Challenge Ye Lang with his thunderous laughter.

Chu Yao stuck her dagger on Ye Lang's femur until the man cried out in pain. Not until there, Chu Yao turned back her dagger and laid the sharp object back to make the flesh around her shredded into small red suwiran.

Ye Lang roared full of misfortune. His eyes were watery and his face paled. It looks so sad. Yet Chu Yao seemed to be unconcerned. His face turned cruel with a vengeful look.

"Mom, just kill me.. Ughhhh!" Whisper Ye Lang with a trembling voice and sounding defiant.

The corner of Chu Yao's lips rose in scorn, "wanting to die quickly? It's too easy for you."

"Did you forget how arrogant it was that you tortured my father back then?!"

Ye Lang again shouted as Chu Yao did the same on the other thigh.

"Aren't you so confident about hurting me in that place?! You even insulted me in front of your friends!"

"You even made my father's eyes blind! DID YOU FORGET?!" infuriated Chu Yao with her demonic smile.

Chu Yao scratched Ye Lang's left eyeball without any mercy. Blood gushed out accompanied by Ye Lang's sprawled body, curled up with a hand that closed to the left side of his face.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Yao asked with a mocking laugh, "i don't think so! You're very strong. I'll let you feel the pleasure of the pain slowly."

Chu Yao was increasingly moving aggressively. He overstretched Ye Lang's body with one of his legs and then re-tear the man's right eyeball.

Regardless of the splashes of blood spurting from the hollowed-out eye sockets, Chu Yao again smashed his dagger right at Ye Lang's heart.

The former crown prince of Airland also died in terrible conditions.

"That's enough! He's dead!" Mo Yan said with a slight shake of Chu Yao's body. The woman apparently wanted to stab the lifeless body in front of her.

Chu Yao could barely control herself. He was stunned for a moment when Mo Yan hugged him tightly. His face was like a confused person.

"Mo Yan's.." Chu Yao's voice was a little raucous when she mentioned the name of the man who was holding her. His gaze suddenly darkened following the increasingly weakened grasp of the hand.

The dagger in his hand just slipped out. The pretty body covered in the deep red liquid slowly disappeared. Lying unconscious in the arms of the number one ruler Alorra.

Elsewhere, A-Wei and general Luo along with dozens of soldiers spread out in search. They immediately returned once it secured the people they brought.

They combed through every corner of the road and found the trail that led to the steep end of the cliff.

General Luo and A-Wei realized that the two people had been cornered and ended up jumping into a fairly swift river. General Luo hastily ordered all the soldiers to conduct a search carried along the cliff as well as along the stream.

About two hours looking, finally one of the soldiers exclaimed happily when he saw the silhouette of the emperor visible at the end of his eyes. The silvery white-haired tough man carried the body of a woman who both had wounds on her body.

Luo and A-Wei's windows looked shocked as they saw the figure in the emperor's arms. They recognize. The woman who is always hailed by the supreme leader of Alorra. She was the one who made a lot of trouble at Airland four years ago.

"Miss Chu?!" Said A-Wei and General Luo together.

Mo Yan only gave a sharp glance as if telling the two people not to block the path. He even further tightened his grip on the body of the girl who was unconscious in his chest.

No one dared to offer to just replace the young man. They knew, that Mo Yan would never let a single person touch his female body. As long as he was breathing, he would try to do it alone.

"A-Wei." Mo Yan exclaimed, followed by A-Wei's agile motion waiting for the order behind him.

"Back to the pavilion!" Limpal Mo Yan briefly. Then enter the carriage that General Luo had brought before.

A-Wei nodded her head. He called on the general to follow the instructions given by the emperor. Within minutes, the carriage and the troops had already moved down the road to the personal resting place of the emperor.

Mo Yan put away the hair child on Chu Yao's pale cheeks. His black bead swept across the weak face on his lap. His jaw is hardened with eyebrows that are interlocked. Formed an intricate carving in the middle of his slightly blue forehead.

'Chu Yao, what cruelty have they done to you and the people in Chu's residence, that you are so lost control like this?'

The question was floating around in Mo Yan's brain. He was still unable to reflect the shadow of the torture that Chu Yao received four years ago.

"If you hadn't sent me away. You don't have to feel that trauma alone." Whisper Mo Yan with a guiltless look that was hard to describe.

The young man was still struggling in his complex feelings and did not realize Chu Yao's fingers had been tightly clenched beside his body.

Chu Yao suddenly woke up, opened her eyes and pushed Mo Yan to the point of bouncing out of the carriage. Making A-Wei, general Luo and the troops that were with them stop the journey instantly.

The woman jumped up and kicked the carriage to the point that it was split into pieces.

Everyone's reflexes are avoiding him. Their intuition said that the girl was in dangerous fashion. It was as if he was waiting to finish them there.

"What's going on?" General Luo asked A-Wei who was already standing next to the emperor.

"Miss Fu's condition looks weird." Chirps A-Wei who realized Chu Yao's gaze was sharp and seemed empty at the same time.

The two people threw glances at Mo Yan. But it seems that the man is just as confused.

"Your highness, Miss Chu's energy I mean Miss Fu, is so great. The soldiers seemed overwhelmed to stop him." A-Wei explained.

Actually no need for a long explanation, Mo Yan could already see the lunge of his woman that made the soldiers difficult in front of him.

Merely, Mo Yan's silent attitude was an expression of shock and worry towards Chu Yao's drastic change in attitude.

Mo Yan recalled Fu Bai's message before they left. Fu Bai said to suppress the nerves of the girl's motion in case anything unusual happened to her.

Could it be that the unusual thing that Fu Bai meant was as it is today?

Mo Yan did not wait for an answer to his question. He jumped up and wrestled with the woman on the ground.

It was not easy to paralyze Chu Yao's movements. The power he had back then was twice the amount of power he normally had. Mo Yan was quite troubled. He cannot hurt the woman he loves. Inevitably he had to put on various defenses when the girl put up a lot of resistance against him.

"NO ONE COMES ANY CLOSER!" Mo Yan exclaimed resolutely as general Luo wanted to come forward to help him.

The old man held back a step then pulled his body back. With a heavy heart, the middle-aged man just silently watched the attraction of two experts before him.

As everyone watched their showdown, the nearly exhausted Mo Yan was finally able to lock onto Chu Yao's movements. He also pressed down on the female neural point of motion and immediately stopped all activities that Chu Yao was doing.

Mo Yan reflexively reached out, catching Chu Yao's body that was about to plummet to the ground. The woman fainted again after regurgitating brownish blood.