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Chapter 23

WARNING: There may be some mature elements in this chapter. The readers’ discretion is advised.

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Yan Feili looked around his lower abdomen which seemed to become thinner, only the constant tearing pain in his abdomen stimulated his nerves.

A gust of wind raised his head, and he saw the tall enemy rushing viciously with a sharp sword. Yan Feili returned, drew away from his wandering thoughts, and tried to stand up but his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn’t move a bit.

In an instant, that sharp sword came to him. Yan Feili struggled to raise his sword for a block. Their swords clashed and the man’s strength went through his lungs.

Yan Feili’s abdomen was so painful that he couldn’t hold back this force, and was knocked to the ground immediately. 

“Hmm…” Yan Feili didn’t want to show weakness but still suppressed a broken groan in his throat. Do you want to die on this battlefield? The thought flashed through his mind.

Seeing that Yan Feili became vulnerable, the man grinned a flashy white light and a sword went in for a stab.

Yan Feili closed his eyes and waited for his fate, but after a while, there was no movement. Then an anxious voice rang in his ear.

“General!” Opening his eyes, it was Ling Qing.

When Ling Qing found Yan Feili on the dark and chaotic battlefield, he saw him lying on the ground unsure of his life or death. Ling Qing rushed to solve the enemy from behind and went up to help him.

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Yan Feili’s face was pale, and his body was splashed with blood. Ling Qing didn’t know if he was injured for a while. He asked, “How are you, General?”

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“No!” A big drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, “The war is not over yet. I… I can’t leave the battlefield. ”

Yan Feili clenched the grip of the sword against Ling Qing’s body and took a deep breath. His face was pale but looked strong. Ximen Yue’s main army had not arrived yet. Concurrently, he was the main general, how can he leave? He can’t leave these brothers, can’t destroy the plan, whoever escapes on the battlefield will lose. This battle, they cannot lose even if he must die here.

Ling Qing knew the pros and cons of the battlefield. Upon seeing Yan Feili’s forbearance, even with an iron heart, he can’t help being sore.

Holding Yan Feili, Ling Qing was merciless. The ground waved a fierce sword aura, and there was a light of killing around. All the enemies had not got close to them within three steps, they were already bloody, and people turned their backs on their horses. From the eyes of others, it seemed that they were standing together side by side. 

Yan Feili didn’t have the strength to be amazed by Ling Qing’s martial arts. He used his last willpower to resist the colic in his abdomen. There was a force in his lower abdomen that kept falling as if something was about to break.

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