The people surrounding Chu Dongling were all black cavalry. They were affected by the miasma and regarded their own prince as their enemy.
All night long, King Ling was fighting with his brothers.
It was not easy for him to subdue them and take them back without hurting them.
Just when Chu Dongling was about to take action, he suddenly felt an unusual murderous aura.
By the time he reacted, Gu Sha's sword was already approaching him quickly.
Not only that, the appearance of Gu Sha disrupted the formation that Chu Dongling had finally set up, and the black cavalry army that had just been controlled surged again.
"Don't hurt him!" Long Qianfei stepped forward and blocked Chu Dongling with his body.
When Gu Sha heard the familiar voice, he paused and his approach slowed down a bit.
With a "swish" sound, his long sword still fell into a person's body.
Long Qian was hit by a sword in the shoulder, and her palm-sized face suddenly lost all color. She finally saw clearly this handsome face. It was really handsome, but it's a pity...
"It hurts so much!" As soon as Long Qian opened his mouth, a bright red color slipped from the corner of his mouth.
"Why is it you?" Gu Sha frowned and withdrew his sword with trembling palms.
"Ah..." The long sword was pulled out from his flesh and bones, and Long Qian almost fainted from the pain.
What kind of sword is this? It hurts her to death!
"Qian'er." Chu Dongling hugged Long Qian tightly, "How are you? Qian'er."
This sword would be ten times more painful if it struck her than if it struck him.
"Why are you here? Did you hear me, Qian'er?"
Dozens of black cavalry soldiers, with scarlet eyes, raised their swords at the same time and slashed at the two people in the middle.
The wind of Gusha's sword turned, and several men in black at the front were thrown away.
He didn't know why he wanted to save Chu Dongling, but after hearing the little girl cry out in pain, the only thought in his mind was that he must protect her.
This was the bravest woman he had ever seen. Even though she had no martial arts skills, she still jumped in to save Chu Qianqian without hesitation.
Just as she took over her sword without hesitation, if he hadn't withdrawn his true energy in time, she would have died long ago.
"Gu Sha, don't hurt them, they...are all my...people."
Long Qian wanted to move forward, but was pulled back.
Chu Dongling asked her to sit cross-legged, placed his palms on her back, and performed exercises to heal her injuries.
Long Qian regained some strength, and the pain on the wound eased slightly, but the sound of fighting around him was still heard.
"Gu Sha...wow...don't hurt..."
"Girl, be quiet!" Chu Dongling warned in a deep voice.
He was focused on saving people and ignored the surging breath. The miasma invaded and his consciousness became somewhat blurred.
However, Chu Dongling's internal strength is so strong that he will not be controlled by the miasma for a while.
"They are controlled by the miasma. If I don't stop you, you will definitely die!" Gu Sha looked back at the woman with a bloodless face.
"I have... a way." Long Qian took out the bottle from his arms.
But she really had no strength, and the bottle rolled to the ground before she could hold it firmly.
"Give them each one, and..." She raised her finger and then lowered it.
"Give one to King Ling, too. The people are still waiting for him...he, he can't die."
Chu Dongling knew that he could not silence the little girl, so he could only continue to send her Qi to stabilize her heart.
Gu Sha looked at the bottle that had fallen to the ground, frowned and bent down to pick it up.
"Quickly..." Long Qian opened his eyes and glanced at him, "You eat too, let's go out together, wow..."
Chu Dongling felt sorry for his girl, glanced at Gu Sha with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Give me one first!"
