C7 Reunion(7)

His attack was fast and ruthless. As the sword light flashed past, Hua Xiangrong only felt a silver light flash in front of her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, blood splashed all over the sky. Under the moonlight, it formed an undetectable shadow, and a thick smell of blood spread out.

The first wolves lay dead on the ground, surrounded by red blood, dark and silent in the bright moonlight.

The wolves behind them stopped and confronted the man called Zhao Qi. One man and one pack of wolves confronted each other. No one was willing to give in.

The man was calm and collected. His eyes were filled with a scarlet red color. Facing a group of fierce and hungry wolves, he was not afraid at all.

The pack of wolves lingered around, looking eager to give it a try. Hua Xiangrong was scared witless, and gradually collapsed due to exhaustion. The man and wolf in front of her gradually became blurry, and her palms started to sweat. The effects of the Muscle Weakening Powder started to take effect, and the stabbing pain from the golden needle gradually disappeared. She was about to be unable to hold on any longer.

Not far away, another wolf howl could be heard. The wolves howled along with it, and their howls echoed in the forest. Zhao Qi once again raised his sword, and bright red blood flowed out from his sword. It was a terrifying feeling. The wolf pack was intimidated by the man in front of them, and they gradually walked back and dispersed.

Hua Xiangrong, who was at the side, heaved a sigh of relief. Her footsteps were unsteady, and after suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, she forced herself to stand up. She slowly walked to a place not far from the bonfire and stared at the man there.

The man under the firelight was like a god. Although he was wearing half a mask, his facial features could still be seen clearly. The black satin robe made his tall and straight figure look perfect, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and under his long eyelashes was a pair of deep and cold eyes. He looked like a sharp sword that was ready to be unsheathed, invisibly emitting a proud and arrogant aura. He was only wearing a mask from the bridge of his nose, so no one could clearly see his face under the mask, but with just a glance, Hua Xiangrong felt that he was not someone to be trifled with.

She couldn't afford to offend him, and she couldn't hide from him either. She even owed him a favor for saving her life. If it wasn't for the man's words just now, the man called Zhao Qi would have killed her.

Hua Xiangrong took a deep breath and stopped not far away from him. She said with a trembling voice, "Thank you for saving my life, young master. I will never forget your great kindness."

As for Zhao Qi, seeing that the group of wolves had completely left, he knelt down on one knee in front of the man and called out, "Your Highness."

This "Your Highness shocked Hua Xiangrong. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, because she really did not have any strength left, she fell to the ground and stammered, Your Highness... Master?"

In Loulan, there was and only one prince, the Third Prince Lee Mingde, who had returned from the battle at Fringe City, was conferred the title of South Vanquisher by the current Holy Emperor.

South Vanquisher.

The king who guarded Loulan.

A faint smile appeared on the man's lips as he asked Zhao Qi to take out the antidote for Muscle Weakening Powder and give it to Hua Xiangrong. Hua Xiangrong held the medicine bag and identified it. After confirming that it was the antidote, she took it and quietly sat by the bonfire to adjust the Genuine Qi in her body.

The man beside the bonfire slowly raised his eyes and looked at Hua Xiangrong seriously.

She had indeed changed a lot compared to before, and it had to be said that Hua Xiangrong really looked miserable at this moment.