"Qingxuan! You'd better figure it out! I'm not begging you!!"
"Then you should also understand one thing, I am not your prop!"
The young man and the man who claimed to be his father were in a stalemate and had no choice but to do so, and Qing Min's split soul had no power to continue at this moment.
"I will not interfere too much with the outcome of this war, but the outside world has already known the situation, and you people..." The man looked at the many mercenaries who were still fighting each other, "If you die, you will die!
If you still dare to take action against the most noble regent of Qingming... I will personally hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"
Those mercenaries who were still conscious felt a chill on their necks. Qingxuan was just a regent, but he actually had such a status in the Qingming Empire?
Those three crown princes may not be able to make their own God Emperor do this!
After saying that, Qing Min took another deep look at Qing Xuan who ignored him and disappeared.
"Don't be so messy in the future. The loss of souls will be extremely harmful to the father himself..."
"..."
Qingxuan did not respond to God Emperor Qingming. He and this man were just using him. His false feelings must not be taken seriously, let alone cause any unnecessary emotions.
Otherwise, he would have achieved his goal!
"Tell this lord - where is the chaos?!"
Situ Mi's retainers and himself had already reached the city, and the city lord was still on the way. The soldiers who stayed behind were no match for them.
The sword-wielding retainer stepped on the sergeant's head and twisted his ankle violently.
The sergeant did not speak. When the enemy was not paying attention, he took out a bomb from his arms and was about to light it. Situ Mi's eyes were aimed at his pupils. The magic pupils forcibly annihilated the man's soul, and the fuse in his hand also disappeared.
Before I could pull it open, I lost my breath.
"Be careful, these people are determined to die, which is different from my own."
Kicking away the soldier's last bargaining chip, Situ Mi confirmed that all the debris around him had been cleaned up and frowned again.
"Although the defense is supposed to be so weak, it is too quiet here... Blood City has a history of more than a hundred years, and now there is no one in the city except the garrison... something is strange!"
"Kill me! Ah——!!"
The sergeant who had been captured alive before was gagged and escorted to Situ Mi.
"Ask and see~ You won't refuse me anyway, right?"
Situ Mi grabbed the sergeant's throat and closed his eyes tightly, obviously understanding the other party's method.
The retainer in charge of escorting stabbed his arm with a knife. The severe pain caused him to subconsciously open his eyes. In an instant, Situ Mi took control of his mind.
"Where are Luan and the remaining Blood City people?"
Purple fireworks were flashing in his pupils and the eyes of the other party, and Situ Mi, who was condescending, was the absolute one in control.
"The chaos... fought against the enemy at the city gate... the remaining people... took refuge within the city walls..."
"Then the blacksmith is on the battlefield?" Situ Mi was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it. "It's interesting. Even if he can fight, he dares to rush into the enemy formation with ten thousand soldiers. It's beyond my expectation..."
Once again shattering the man's soul, Situ Mi took the handkerchief handed by someone else and wiped his palms carefully.
"Master, where are we going now?"
"Go and take a look below the city wall. It's best if you can take a group of hostages... You must find a young man with silver-white hair. By the way, he has a strand of blond hair on his forehead. Capture him and be careful not to kill him."
This was the memory he had just read from the soul of the sergeant. The young man had a very good relationship with Luan. Situ Mi would definitely not go to the battlefield.
Judging from the scene in his memory, Luan had a very good relationship with this pretty boy. He didn't care what kind of bond the two had. In short, having the person under his control gave him an extra chance of winning during negotiations.
Speaking of which, he had to thank the nosy blacksmith. If she hadn't saved the child from the branch family back then, I'm afraid none of these things would have happened in the future, and he would have lost a gifted child.
tribesmen.
"Yes! What should we do with the others?"
"Kill them all, I have no interest in keeping the threat alive."
At the same time, Bai Yu was still bandaging a sergeant whose arm was cut off. This was already the eighty-third patient he had treated. Even if he continued to have a supply of elixirs, his body would not be able to bear the burden.
Unlike acupuncture, these treatments require a lot of mental and physical energy, which cannot be replenished by elixirs.
The little girl wiped Bai Yu's sweat with a handkerchief, and the fatigue on his face became more and more obvious.
"Brother Ah Yu, are you okay?"
"Um... put the gauze... um -"
Bai Yu's vision suddenly became blurry. He was about to stand up and tell the people in charge of logistics to carry the new wounded, but he almost fell down.
"Young man! You should go and take a rest first! If you collapse from exhaustion, we will really be helpless!"
The one-armed sergeant shouted weakly, but he was still full of energy.
"Everyone still needs further treatment...I can't let the casualties continue to expand!"
Bai Yu still tried to hold on, but an old man supported him with sad and firm eyes.
"My son has said so. You should rest first. They are all hundred-year-old monsters, not to mention they are soldiers. How can they die so easily?"
"Yeah...my father doesn't care about my injuries, so what are you afraid of? If you die, you will die. I died in battle, so it's a well-deserved death!"
The one-armed soldier smiled, the smile was very forced, but it made Bai Yu feel a little more relieved.
Fortunately, I still have the strength to speak and laugh, which at least means that I can still be saved.
He unconsciously glanced at the pile of corpses next to him with his peripheral vision, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.
More people had turned into corpses when they were moved here.
Bai Yu has indeed seen many, many people die, but no moment has made him feel more cold and powerless than now.
Is this war? Crushing everything - life, history, cities, civilization - which were once so awe-inspiring in his eyes, mercilessly crushing everything, seemed so insignificant in the face of war!
He boasted of his superb medical skills, but when he got to the battlefield, he realized how powerless he could do and how insignificant he was.
The ones who can really play a decisive role in the war are the powerful monsters like Mu Yin and Long Ran!
With strong power, casualties will be greatly reduced. Even if you have power comparable to that of the God-Emperor, so that your opponents dare not attack, how could such a tragedy happen?
"Sister...I know you don't want me to fight...but how can I become stronger without getting hurt..."
Bai Yu sat in the corner, looking at the people of the Blood City passing by, his eyes dull, and he felt endless confusion while muttering to himself.
I once thought that by becoming a doctor and learning unparalleled medical skills, he would be able to save many people and no longer be powerless in the face of death. Only now do I know that the reason for this idea is because my mother and sister treated me as a child.
I protect myself too well.
In a peaceful and prosperous age, perhaps studying medical skills could indeed lead to such a scene, but unfortunately, the reality in front of him told him otherwise.
There are constant wars in the spirit world, but they are limited to huge power disputes. But people from the small world, like him, can see and feel extremely limited.
He actually knew it, but he just felt that it was far away and had nothing to do with him.
"Is it really irrelevant?" The young man looked at the blood-stained fingertips. Water was used to clean the wounds of the wounded, but his gut gloves could no longer isolate the blood stains, which were reflected on his fingers.
If it is really irrelevant, then aren't these temperatures, the temperatures that once stayed on the fingertips and then disappeared from the human body, real?
"Maybe I can't do it...but I want to try hard, even if you don't want to, sister..."
She was protective and doting on him to the extreme, wishing that her younger brother could only concentrate on doing the things he liked, without being restrained by anything, and without having to worry about pressure from any being.
He has always felt burdened by the depth of this kindness, a sweet burden.
But now I know how much my sister has paid a heavy price for doing this...
"It turns out that you haven't let us know what you are going through outside. You don't just want us to worry..."
Bai Yu didn't understand before, but now he understands his sister's painstaking efforts.
She hopes that they can maintain their original aspirations and not be influenced by the times in their dreams and beliefs.
I don't know the cruelty of the world, slowly hone myself and become my ideal self. Even if I leave, I can live with my head held high.
Although the village "goes against the tide", the only one who really goes against the tide of the times is the strong woman who always smiles when she returns home.
"I still blame her...so many times...what an idiot...why don't I understand it until now..."
The reason why he didn't know it until now was because his sister, as always, stood in the most dangerous place to protect important people this time, shielding them from the wind, snow and harm.
He originally thought that she was very superficial, just because she didn't want them to worry too much, but her sister thought a lot -
She is like a dandelion that refuses to let its seeds go. She even wraps the seeds in petals and lets them be blown by the wind and rain. Only when the seeds are full of fluff will she reluctantly let go and let her family fly to
Farther and higher in the sky.
She knew that at that time, the little dandelions had enough ability to take root in a strange land, and they also had a straight backbone to grow in a difficult and dangerous environment.
Because they are half-demon, they are not confident because of their bloodline defects. My sister is well aware of the pain that will come from facing the outside world too early, so she would rather keep them in her warm place instead of letting them get too far away.
But my sister also understands that this is not good, and she will still let her younger brothers and sisters come into contact with other monsters, even if her family will be harmed, even if she is so angry every time that she goes against the tide to take revenge on those people...
He always laughs the most, makes people think the most innocently, but bears the most and carries the heaviest burden...
Why is he so arrogant and arrogant that he thinks he is more mature than her?!