Seeing Hua Yanxi's sharp movements, the others were stunned for a moment. The information they received showed that this person probably didn't know martial arts.
However, they couldn't help but think too much at this moment, and several people immediately gathered around.
Hua Yanxi naturally doesn't know martial arts. What she relied on was the killing skills she learned in order to survive in that place.
Not too many bells and whistles, just one fatal blow.
After a fight, the swords in the hands of these people drew a bloody mark on Hua Yanxi's right arm.
For a moment, blood flowed like a torrent.
There were already two corpses lying on the ground, both with their throats sealed with a knife.
At this moment, Hua Yanxi was no longer holding a dagger, but a long knife that she had snatched from their hands.
The remaining man no longer attacked, but shouted behind him: "Shoot her to death!"
Immediately, arrows from all directions were shot at her like raindrops.
Hua Yanxi could only dodge with her knife, which gave the man an opportunity.
The man grabbed the gap, stepped on it with the sole of his foot, jumped up in the air, and struck at Hua Yanxi with his machete.
If Hua Yanxi dodges, she will be hit by the arrow. If she doesn't dodge, this knife will be enough to make her brain burst.
Hua Yanxi began to make precise calculations in her mind. She gritted her teeth and raised the knife, preparing to resist the power of the knife head-on. Then she saw the man who was leaping in the air suddenly stopped and fell heavily to the ground.
An arrow pierced his chest from behind, and the man didn't even have the strength to look back, and he refused to close his eyes.
The surrounding arrows had stopped shooting, and at the same time, several people jumped down next to Hua Yanxi.
The leader landed directly beside her with his toes and held her firmly.
"You're hurt." The man spoke in a low voice, unable to distinguish between joy and anger.
Hua Yanxi had lost too much blood and her face was pale. She pushed away the man's hand, her eyes alert.
The man was wearing a cloak, covering him from head to toe, except for his eyes, which were as deep as the sea and could not be seen at a glance.
"Who are you?"
"Entrusted by others."
"who."
"No comment."
After just two sentences of conversation, Hua Yanxi didn't want to ask any more questions and nodded slightly: "Thank you."
"You are injured and need medical treatment." The man said and was about to take action again. Before he could touch the corner of Hua Yanxi's clothes, a knife was already lying in front of the man.
Although Hua Yanxi was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, the alienation in her eyes did not diminish even a little bit: "I don't like others touching me."
Hearing this, the man let out a cold scoff: "So what if I touch you, I..."
Before she finished speaking, Hua Yanxi turned the tip of the knife in her hand and it had already reached the man's chest. The tip of the knife had already cut through the skin.
"Master!" Several people who were standing aside saw this and stepped forward, looking panicked.
Resentful eyes all stared at the instigator.
Hua Yanxi turned her back to them, but even if she saw it, she wouldn't care.
Talking about being entrusted by others, she would not believe in pie-in-the-sky good things.
If she hadn't known that these people had no intention of doing anything to her, she wouldn't be so easy to talk to.
But even if these people saved her life, she had no intention of trusting them. Between life and death, the only one she could trust was herself.
The man's eyes were complicated, as if helpless. He waved his subordinates away, took a step back, and said directly: "Let's go."
Hua Yanxi watched them leave closely, making sure there was no danger around, and then relaxed and sat on the ground.
Blood seeped out from the wound, soaked through the clothes, and dripped down the cuffs to the ground.
Without blinking, Hua Yanxi calmly took out gauze, scissors, and medicines from the space, and treated her wounds skillfully. It had become a habit.
It was already dusk now. According to calculations, this barren mountain was at least an hour's walk away from the city. She didn't have that much strength right now.
In order to prevent those killers from coming back, Hua Yanxi did not look back, but continued walking into the barren mountains.
She had to rest for a while until her strength recovered.
Not far away, the group of people just now looked at Hua Yanxi's back, and then looked at the man in front of them: "Master, let's just leave it alone?"
The man took off his cloak, and it was Ye Yibai wearing a Yaksha mask.
He stared at Hua Yanxi's shaky back and frowned: "When will the people from the mansion arrive?"
"Already on the way."
"Well, you guys retreat first."
As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinates dispersed and disappeared into the night.
Hua Yanxi has found a hidden place, a mountain col, where she will not be discovered easily.
With her back against the cold stone, the medicine was taking effect. She slowly closed her eyes, but her hand holding the dagger did not relax at all.
The moonlight was melting, delicately and quietly illuminating this area of the world. Next to the woman, there was a blurry shadow, making her look even more alone.
I don't know how long it took, but Hua Yanxi seemed to hear a sound coming from not far away.
"Princess Princess, Princess Princess."
"Yanyan, Yanyan."
Those sounds are approaching from far away and are approaching here.
Hua Yanxi suddenly opened her eyes.
She was sure that she was not hallucinating, but that someone was really looking for her.
She opened her mouth to respond, but her voice was hoarse at the moment, and the sound was not enough for the person she was looking for to hear.
She has long since erased all traces of her future, and this place is extremely hidden, so it is not easy to find her.
Hua Yanxi laughed. It seemed that she had to rely on herself, so she simply stopped panicking and continued to recuperate with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, there was a soft cry of "Hey!" followed by a rolling sound, but something heavy hit her feet.
Hua Yanxi opened her eyes and met a pair of pure eyes.
"Yan Yan! I found you!" The man stumbled up and rushed to Hua Yanxi. He stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, his voice full of grievance: "Yan Yan, I'm so worried about you.
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As he spoke, his body was still twisting and turning in her arms.
Hua Yanxi reached out and pushed his head back: "Ye Yibai, don't touch me."
Hearing this, Ye Yibai stared: "Yanyan, why don't you let me touch you! Do you dislike me?"
If Hua Yanxi looked carefully, she would definitely be able to see the anger in someone's eyes that was different from the soft voice.
"There is blood on my body and it stinks. Don't you like smelling it?" Hua Yanxi said helplessly.
It was obvious that this little germophobe didn't like the smell of blood. She was doing it for his own good, but now he was beating her up.
Hearing this, Ye Yibai looked at Hua Yanxi's arm with heartache: "Does it hurt a lot?"
Hua Yanxi looked at his pursed lips and said casually: "It hurts. If you blow on it for me, it won't hurt anymore."
This was to coax him, but Ye Yibai sneered: "What a stupid woman, you believe this kind of nonsense!"
Hua Yanxi: "..."
Didn't he say this nonsense first?
Sure enough, after reading too many books, it is no longer cute at all.