Chapter 95: Honor (Second Update)

  Xiao Jiu darted into the cave, holding a goatskin water bag full of water in his hand.

  Yan Fangfei slumped weakly against the cave wall, her hair disheveled and her body covered in cold sweat. She had brought enough food, but not water.

  Originally, it's snowy everywhere in the northwest wilderness now, so there's no need to bring water.

  However, the bottom of the cliff was extremely hot, without a speck of snow. Moreover, not only was there no snow, but even water was hard to find, which made Yan Fangfei, who had been seriously injured and had a high fever for two days, feel unbearable.

  Originally, Xiaojiao had planned to take Yan Fangfei directly up the cliff using wind magic, but she discovered that once they reached a certain height, there would be an enormous pressure pushing them back down, and even using earth escape techniques to climb up the cliff was no exception.

  This place can only go down, but not up.

  Trapped here, Yan Fangfei was getting weaker and weaker due to dehydration. Seeing that she couldn't hold on much longer, Xiaojiu had no choice but to take a risk and go out to find water.

  Jiǔ pinched open Yán Fāngfēi's small mouth and poured water into her throat.

  "Cough...cough..." Yan Fangfei coughed twice and opened her eyes.

  "Can't you be gentler?" Yan Fangfei complained weakly.

  Xiao Jiu ignored her and walked straight to one side, took out the medicine powder and poured it onto his right arm, then tied a strip of cloth tightly around it.

  At this time, Yan Fangfei suddenly discovered that Xiao Jiu's right arm was bleeding profusely, and his whole body still carried a faint aura of evil energy. A strange feeling surged up in her heart, and she involuntarily opened her mouth to say: "Thank you."

  Xiao Jiu sat with his legs crossed and eyes closed, without responding.

  "Hey, are you mute? Didn't I hear you speak last time in front of your lord?" Yan Fangfei said, but Xiao Jiu hadn't spoken a word since following her to the Barbaric Domain.

  "Is it that your lord doesn't allow you to speak in front of others? He's too cruel."

  "I won't ask for your secrets, just tell me your name, it can't be Little Nine, right?"

  "How old are you?"

  "Are you so ugly that you're wrapped up in a robe all day and don't show your face?"

  ……

  ……

  Yan Fangfei suddenly became a chatterbox, constantly asking strange and weird questions, now it seems that her head is also hurting and her body is not feeling well either.

  "Can you shut up?" Xiaojiao finally couldn't bear it and shouted loudly.

  Yan Fangfei revealed a sly expression of triumph and smiled: "You finally spoke up."

  "Can you let me see what you look like? I won't laugh at your ugliness." Yan Fangfei said again.

  "You won't let me see, after I go back, I'll exchange you completely with gold, and add some things too. From then on, you'll have to listen to me forever." Yan Fangfei said intentionally when she saw Xiao Jiu not speaking again.

  Xiao Jiu was stunned, would her master trade her away?

  "Are you scared? In fact, following a small city master has no future. Just look at him with a sly face and you'll know he's thinking of women all the time. Why not follow me..." Yan Fangfei said, but she looked at Xiaojie walking towards her step by step, his whole body cold and stern.

  "What... what do you want to do?" Yan Fangfei suddenly felt a little scared.

  "Slap"

  Xiao Jiu slapped Yan Fang's snow-white face and said coldly, "If I hear you speak ill of Master again, I'll kill you."

  Yan Fangfei was stunned. After a long time, she reached out to touch her face, and her eyes were initially filled with anger and humiliation, but soon became somewhat dazed.

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  The wind and snow gradually subsided, and before long, they might completely stop.

  Outside Xiling City, in the beastman army's central camp, Lari's eyes were gloomy.

  As soon as the wind and snow stop, he will take down Xiling City no matter what, and kill those tens of thousands of remaining soldiers to vent the depression and anger that has been building up in his heart for days.

  "Marshal, something is terribly wrong. Nearly half of the soldiers in the great army have been poisoned and several thousand are already dead. Another 30,000 people are in critical condition, and the entire camp has fallen into chaos." A beastman general came to report.

  "What? How can this be?" Larry exclaimed in shock.

  "Preliminary estimates suggest that our military rations have been poisoned, it was the batch that just arrived yesterday. Fortunately, the other half of the soldiers used the remaining rations, so they are fine." The beastman general said.

  Lari let out a loud roar and reluctantly roared: "Immediately pass on the order to the whole army, break camp and set up tents, the whole army will retreat."

  In the distance, Qi Bei watched as the beastman army hastily retreated, a smile spreading across his face. This time, the great crisis of Western Spirit City had finally been safely passed.

  It won't be long before the warning from the Golden Leaf Empire reaches all the tribes of the Beastmen. After all, West Spirit City is nominally part of the Golden Leaf Empire's territory, and being besieged by the Beastmen army twice is a blatant provocation. It's unlikely that the Beastmen army will lay siege to West Spirit City for a third time.

  "Return to the city." Qi Bei waved his hand grandly, full of spirit and vigor.

  On the city wall, a wave of cheers erupted.

  Zi Bei rode into town on the Golden Lion King, majestic and powerful, receiving the cheers of his subjects' respectful worship.

  Something that seemed impossible has been done so simply.

  Huǒ Láng, Shuǐ Láng, the Four Great Star Generals, they heard the cheers, saw those respectful gazes, and a feeling surged in their hearts that was unprecedented. This feeling is called honor.

  Under this overwhelming feeling, they felt as if all the blood in their body was boiling up.

  Many people in Western Spirit City also felt a huge change in their mood. Before, the chaotic Western Spirit City made them feel not even half a bit of safety, let alone a sense of belonging, they were just muddling through life.

  But now, many people feel a centripetal force in this city, a cohesive force. They are under the protection of a powerful lord and their lives are getting better and better, so they naturally have a sense of security and belonging.

  Time is still short, but soon they will regard Xiling City as their true home, its glory as their own glory, and its shame as their own shame. They will truly become one with the entire city.

  "Young master, you're a hero." The Phantom said softly.

  "Heroes also need beauties to complement them. Without a beauty like you by my side, my heroic aura would be useless." Qi Bei said with a smile and a witty remark.

  "I'm just the young master's little maid, where is your beauty?" The shadow pointed to Murong Xingchen sitting in a wheelchair far away from the crowd, with Rufeng and Piaoxue standing behind her.

  Murong Xingchen!

  He looked north and thought of that strand of silver hair in the space ring, his heart involuntarily burning with passion. Did her soul give it to him?

  Murong Xingchen's beautiful eyes met Qi Bei's gaze from afar, and then she turned around and disappeared from his line of sight.

  "Master Xing, why don't we just go?" asked Piao Xue.

  "Because I couldn't bear it." Murong Xingchen replied softly.

  Will it pass? How can it not pass? The wind and drifting snow ponder this question in doubt.

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