My eyelids were sore after not sleeping all night, but I still had the willpower to wait, just to confirm the results with my own eyes.
What Yan Xiaoqing said surprised me.
I saw Batuzi carrying a person and throwing it at my feet. When I looked closely, I saw that it was Hei Po. Hei Po was covered in blood and seemed to be dying.
"Hei Po——" I screamed and quickly squatted down to check.
Hei Po's blood is darker and thicker than that of ordinary people. When it sticks to his hands, he immediately feels the stickiness. Hearing my voice, he opened his eyelids with difficulty: "Princess..."
"Where is the injury? Stop talking now." I wanted to help him up, but I couldn't. All kinds of anxious emotions gathered together, and I was exhausted.
"Go help her." Yan Xiaoqing ordered with the arrogant tone of a king.
Batuzi hummed, walked over and grabbed Hei Po's body with one hand, walked to one of the tents in three steps and two steps, and threw Hei Po in like a bag of grain.
I rushed in immediately, and Hei Po was twisting his body with difficulty on the ground, looking extremely painful.
My heart clenched and I wanted to see where he was hurt, but I didn't know where to start.
"He can't die yet." Yan Xiaoqing's unique deep voice came from the door.
Inexplicably, a surge of anger filled my heart. I turned back and glared at him with hatred: "Why on earth? Why did you do this?"
Yan Xiaoqing shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Seeing that you were bored in Gu's military camp, I brought a few people over to relieve your boredom."
Really? Is he afraid that I will be bored, or is he warning me in another way that if I dare to leave here even half a step, what I bring back will not be a person, but a corpse.
At this moment, I hate him and want to cut him open with a knife and dig out his heart to see what color of heart is hidden there.
"If you want to see Xia Yan, Gu Ye can bring it to you. Or his head."
I clenched my palms and said word by word: "If you do this, you will also receive one of my heads soon."
I don't have the ability to cut others down. There are many ways to cut myself.
"Hehehe, how can I let go of this alone?"
Yan Xiaoqing laughed and left, leaving me with an unpredictable back.
He seemed to be deliberately irritating me and arousing my hatred.
Yan Xiaoqing always knows exactly what will cause my anger.
In the days to come, whenever Yan Xiaoqing goes to battle in person, he will bring me some trophies.
Hei Po was the same, and then Liang Tao, Duo Tong, and even Ah Xiong who was next to Qi Xuan were brought to me.
I don’t know if Yan Xiaoqing did this deliberately. When he brought these people to me, they were all dying, but in the process of cultivation, all of them actually recovered.
A few of us gathered together to discuss the final outcome of this war. Hei Po said: "Yan Xiaoqing violated the laws of nature and collected the souls of the dead in the soul-inducing lamp. He will definitely not end well if he does this.
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"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
Ah Xiong looked at us half-understanding, wanting to interrupt, but not knowing what to say. Every time he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
"Almost all those who died on the battlefield had grievances. Yan Xiaoqing used these grievances to refine the soul-inducing lamp. As long as the lamp was lit, the magic weapon would obey Yan Xiaoqing's orders."
