Wu Hall Master's face darkened. Clutching his chest, he coughed dryly several times and said hoarsely, "Heh heh, two juniors got lucky and wounded me, yet you dare be so arrogant? Watch me sever both your heads and make you a pair of doomed lovers!"
I flew into a rage. Purple Dou Qi surged violently around me, billowing my azure robe. "You think you can kill me? Go back and train for another hundred years!"
My hands hung naturally at my sides, dazzling lightning gathering in my palms. Just as I was about to attack, Little Fairy Doctor gently tugged on my sleeve and said softly, "Nalan Ye, you're injured. Go back and rest first. I can handle this."
"Can you?"
I looked at Little Fairy Doctor hesitantly. She nodded gently, her eyes filled with confidence. I had no choice but to trust her, turning and retreating toward Xiao Yan.
As I flew over the chaotic battlefield, slaughter and blood were everywhere, and cries of battle rang without end. The elders, deacons, and disciples of Burning Flame Valley and Ice River Valley had all fought until their eyes were red. This battle concerned the fortunes of both valleys for the next century. No one would retreat, nor could they!
I looked at Xun Er, who stood quietly where she was. No one could get close to her; all the slaughter and bloodshed remained far away. Though she was clearly on the battlefield, she stood apart from the world.
She was watching me as well, a perfectly measured trace of concern appearing on her face—not too much, not too little. "Ye Gege, are you all right?"
"I'm fine. It's nothing serious."
I smiled and shook my head, though I had been watching her face all along, observing every subtle expression and