The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 122 I'm Not Back to Life Just To Die

“Catch them!” the shout instantly made the Lianhua Yuan troops and Yunlin on standby.

As soon as Yuanli touched the base of his sword, Yunlin immediately said, “No, you stay behind and protect Junzhu! If it is cornered, then you should run with it and Defei!” The man unsheathed the sword with a serious face.

Hearing this, Mingyue soon grew wide. “How about me?!”

However, Yunlin had absolutely no time to respond to Mingyue's remark as those Shiyan Army soldiers darted towards him. A number of Lianhua Yuan fighters who were behind also shot forward, helping the man to push back their enemies and protect the women of the royal family.

Behind Yuanli's back, Huang Miaoling raised his head to check on the situation. However, his gaze was a little crumpled and his head was dizzy. “Down .. I,” whispered in a weak voice.

The real Yuanli was waiting for the right time to run past those Shiyan soldiers a little surprised. “Junzhu?” call him, confused by the intent of Huang Miaoling's words.

Huang Miaoling's forehead creased, revealing that the woman was forcing herself to stay sober. “I ... can help,” he explained while trying to get off the sling Yuanli.

“No sense!” yelled Yuanli, tightening his grip on Huang Miaoling. “Don't you understand your own body condition?!”

Huang Miaoling's breathing was slightly hunting, he admitted that his body did not feel so comfortable. “I won't die,” reply. He pulled his body loose from Yuanli's sling and set his foot on the ground with a shudder, his eyes slightly twitching. “I did not come back to life only to die in the hands of the same opponent.”

“Tapi—!” Yuanli had just wanted to start a debate, but he had not expected the next thing Huang Miaoling would do. “Junzhu!” The girl was only able to be wide-eyed when she saw Huang Miaoling darting fiercely towards the fight, she even realized that she had stolen her sword.

Yuanli's shout was heard by Yunlin. The man looked back quickly to check things out. Merely, his actions made Yunlin have to be startled by a sword that swung so close to his face.

‘What's—?!’ Yunlin was wide-eyed, especially when her manic met the sight of killing Mingwei Junzhu.

Right at that moment, a splash of blood shifted Yunlin's focus. He glanced aside—arah who did not notice—only to find the sword in Huang Miaoling's hand embedded in the baton of the head of a poor Shiyan warrior.

‘Ah, Junzhu saved me,’ Inner Yunlin.

Yunlin had absolutely no idea where Huang Miaoling was getting his power from. However, he was unable to think for too long when he saw a sword pointed at Mingwei Junzhu's waist.

“Awas!” yunlin shouted loudly while circling Huang Miaoling and slashing his opponent. The man turned around with the intention of reprimanding his employer, “Junzhu—!” However, he could not finish his words because the woman immediately fell down with one knee to the ground.

“Junzhu!” Yuanli immediately approached the master with a panicked face.

Huang Miaoling coughed, then a lump of blood was thrown out of his mouth. This made everyone who saw it surprised.

Huang Miaoling's brows clutched, he felt that something was very wrong with his body. ‘Chenxiao ... what did he do to me?’ inner wondering.

Previously, Huang Miaoling did feel pain all over his body. It was reasonable considering the torture that Chenxiao had done to her. However, at least he was able to move while enduring the pain. Now, with just a single swing, he spewed blood?

Something is really wrong.

One of the members of Lianhua Yuan suddenly shouted, “Yuanli! Yunlins! They keep coming!”

Yuanli turned his gaze away from Huang Miaoling, looking at the intersection they had crossed, intending to consider whether the road could be passed. However, instead of considering, Yuanli instead saw Mingyue running away from the party.

‘Sial!’ maki Yuanli immediately stood up and chased after the servant. “Back here!” his hiss with a voice loud enough for only Mingyue to hear.

Mingyue turned her head, revealing a meaningful smile. Then, he opened his mouth. “Please! The fugitive! There's a fugitive palace here!” he shouted out loud.

Yuanli immediately stopped his footsteps, widening his eyes in disbelief. ‘Jal*ng!’ mean it.

Before anyone voiced anything, Yuanli immediately ran back to his entourage. There was no time for him to care about Mingyue. To hell*n with that waiter, there's a lot more important!

As soon as Yuanli returned, he saw the figure of Yang Yuechan being at Huang Miaoling's side, helping the woman to remain standing. Yunlin was no longer with the two women, but instead was busy dropping the Shiyan warriors from the street in front of them.

Seeing Yuanli's return, Yang Yuechan said, “We can't go this way, what about the other one?” He still did not realize that Mingyue had betrayed them.

‘The other way?’ Yuanli wanted to laugh cynically. He could hear the foot clattering of the soldiers from the path behind them. ‘Which way?’ The girl said, "We are surrounded.” Bittersweet, but that's the truth.

Although unable to fight, but Huang Miaoling's hearing was quite sharp. He could hear Mingyue's screams. Huang Miaoling wanted to curse at his folly of using Mingyue in his backup plan, but at the same time, without that servant girl.

Huang Miaoling released his embrace on Yang Yuechan's shoulder, then dragged the sword in his hand and turned around to face backward towards the arrival of the other enemy warrior entourage. “You,” maniknya glanced at Yuanli, “use your splint.”

Yuanli and Yang Yuechan wanted to reprimand Huang Miaoling, resuscitating the woman about the condition of her body. However, Huang Miaoling's gaze was filled with determination, and their situation also gave no reason to stop the woman.

Yuanli's hand touched both sides of his waist, pulling out the dagger from the sheath. He said to Yang Yuechan, “Defei, make sure you don't get out of the circle.”

With a dark look, Yuanli and Huang Miaoling stared at the increasingly large black shadow on the wall of the small alley, indicating that Shiyan's retinue of soldiers was getting closer and almost arriving before them. The hearts of the two were pounding, their grip on each other's weapons growing tighter.

When the tip of the leather shoe was seen from behind the wall of the intersection of the alley, Huang Miaoling hissed, “Now!”

Huang Miaoling instantly exerted his strength to dart fiercely towards the newly emerged enemy. He swerved and swung the sword forcefully, perfectly ready to split the opponent mercilessly.

“Ah!” However, before his attack landed on the enemy's body, Huang Miaoling's wrist was immediately grasped tightly. ‘I ... caught?’ He grimaced, feeling that his hand would be crushed.

The strength of the warrior was incredible, with just one hand, he could make Huang Miaoling's entire body feel limp. Coupled with the injuries he had sustained, the woman felt almost mad from the pain.

When Huang Miaoling wanted to pull himself away, he was instead intrigued and crashed hard into the soldier's armor. ‘Ugh!’

“Junzhu!”

Huang Miaoling could hear Yuanli's cry, and it made his panic grow even more so. The woman thrashed strongly, trying to swing a fist using a free hand at her enemy.

“Ling’er!” That call made Huang Miaoling freeze.

‘What?’ Huang Miaoling could feel the grip on his hand soften, and his legs that had been slightly away from the ground retraced back. He stopped struggling, then raised his head. ‘Ah ..’.

It was the face that Huang Miaoling was very familiar with, also yearned for.

“A Feng?”

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A/S:

Oh? Really A Feng?

*Laughter maniac*