Who on earth would save themselves in such a crisis?
Bai Hua thought about all the people he knew, and found that no one had such ability.
Surrounded by what he regarded as a dragnet, the other party actually just jumped lightly and then escaped like this?
It must be him!
There can be no one else but him!
Bai Hua's mind started to heat up, and he was still held in mid-air by the masked man, so he shouted in a low voice: "Brother Xia."
The other party didn't answer, just glanced down at Bai Hua.
Baihua also raised his head and met the masked man's eyes.
Bai Hua didn't see anything from the other person's eyes, but the other person's body shape and the gesture between her eyebrows were clearly that of a woman.
For a moment, Bai Hua felt a little disappointed.
"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
"I am not your Brother Xia, but it was your Brother Xia who called me to save you."
"ah?!"
Bai Hua was surprised for a while. At this moment, he had been placed on the roof and stood still.
This place is already fifty or sixty meters away from the center of the battle, and no one will catch up immediately.
At this time, the masked man took off his veil, revealing a beautiful face that would be the envy of all paintings.
"You are...you are following Brother Xia..."
"I am your Brother Xia's maid." Xian'er said calmly, gently smoothing her long, messy hair.
This frivolous and charming posture coupled with such a stunning face only made Bai Hua feel a little ashamed of herself.
"Go down, you need healing."
Speaking of the injury, Bai Hua felt the pain on her body and couldn't help frowning, but she also thought of her fellow disciples: "I...I want to save the master..."
"How else can you help now?"
"Xia Xia, can you take action..."
"No!" Xian'er interrupted, "I only listen to the young master. If the young master asks me to save you, I will save you. I don't want to care about other things, and I won't care too much."
"Brother Xia... Where is Brother Xia? He will definitely help me!"
"Now you know to call me Brother Xia?" Xian'er said lightly, "When I gave you the antidote before, you didn't treat him well."
"I……"
"Don't talk nonsense, the young master is in the room down here."
Xian'er said no more, jumped down with Bai Hua and quickly entered the room where Xia Shang was.
Xia Shang was sitting on a stool at the moment, holding a cup of hot tea and drinking the tea in a leisurely manner.
"Brother Xia!"
The moment he saw Xia Shang, Bai Hua couldn't care less about being reserved and shouted eagerly.
Xia Shang looked back and saw that Bai Hua was covered in injuries. He immediately frowned: "How did it happen like this?"
Xian'er frowned: "I don't know the heights of the sky, but I actually rushed into the enemy's formation. If I had been a moment later, my life would have been lost."
"Bring me my baggage, she needs her wounds taken care of immediately!"
"Brother Xia, please save my master and my brothers!" Bai Hua didn't care about his injuries and knelt down in front of Xia Shang.
Xia Shang frowned, pulled her and looked at Xian'er: "What exactly is going on?"
"Don't worry, although the Ancient Sword Sect will suffer some losses, as long as Ke Sanke still has fighting power, they will not be in danger of destruction. When I left just now, I saw that the team of the Ancient Sword Sect had broken out of the encirclement.
It seems that the people of the Haotian Alliance did not continue to pursue him. After all, there is no young master. Although there are many people, they are just a piece of scattered sand."
"Did you hear that? Your master is not in danger. He must be treated immediately."
Seeing that the girl was not stopping, Xian'er frowned and stepped forward to seal her acupuncture points.
Bai Hua immediately became honest.
"I don't understand the meaning of pity for beauty." Xian'er pursed her lips and looked unhappy.
Xia Shang coughed twice and quickly treated Bai Hua's injuries.
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"Fight out! Fight out!"
The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect shouted excitedly. Seeing that the Haotian Alliance behind them was not chasing after them, everyone's nervousness turned into the ecstasy of being reborn after a disaster.
"Master! We survived!"
Ke Sanke has been dyed into a bloody man, and his breath has become much weaker: "Don't relax, hurry up and leave."
"Ke San... Ke San... Master... Master, he was hit by an arrow!"
Butler Liu's panicked voice came from the carriage.
"We can't stop now, we can't do anything until we find a place to hide!"
A group of injured people did not dare to stop at all, and rushed faster than before.
We walked for two hours until it was dark and the rain was getting heavier.
A group of people finally found a hilly col, and there was a naturally formed cave below. Although it was not deep, it was enough to accommodate the entire team, and there were many tree roots outside as cover.
Liu Yu was exploring the road ahead and immediately came back to report the cave after discovering it.
"Master, there is a cave in front of us. It is big enough for us to rest."
Ke Sanke made a quick decision: "Let's take shelter in the cave and take care of our injuries!"
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as they entered the cave, they found that the external environment of the cave was very secluded and very safe under the heavy rain and darkness. This made everyone feel at ease.
Before we were in a hurry, everyone held on until now with just one breath.
Once inside the cave, after the tight nerves relaxed, everyone collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Some people didn't care about their dignity and even cried loudly.
Crying seemed to be contagious, and all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect began to cry.
On the one hand, it is the fear of rebirth after the disaster, and on the other hand, it is the thought of those fellow disciples who died on the way.
There were originally a team of more than twenty people, but when they arrived in the cave, only nine people were left, including Butler Liu and Yue Yanzhi.
The people here are all young people who have not had much experience in the world. The world they dream of is a world where they fight with swords to the end of the world, face injustice on the road, and fight against the strong and help the weak. How could they have ever imagined that they would be baptized in blood so quickly?
You will regret it only after you have experienced it. Why didn't you take it seriously when practicing in the sect? Why did you always think about wandering in the world before? If you had known that this would be the case, you should have always stayed in the sect and never come out.
Bai Xiang was not injured. She was protected by everyone and was the only one left who was not injured.
Although there were no injuries on his body, the wounds on his heart were not small.
He was only sixteen years old, but he saw many senior brothers die in front of him, and his own senior sister disappeared from sight in just a moment...
Baixiang cried loudly at the entrance of the cave: "Senior sister...senior sister...and senior brothers...I will definitely avenge you!"
No one paid attention to Bai Xiang's crying. Others needed to deal with their wounds, and no one had the strength to take care of a helpless crying child.