Doted By The Regent King

Chapter 1518 - 1456: Blood-Red Rose

Wufu didn’t save these two just because they shared the same bloodline, but because they were innocent. To just watch them die, Wufu couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Yet, that didn’t mean she would have a kind face toward them. Watching the dead soldier she had knocked down rush toward Ah Jiu and the others, Wufu couldn’t bother with the two of them and dashed away, disappearing in an instant.

Wu Yilin and her sister were still in shock, watching Wufu vanish in an instant, they were dazed, thinking they had just been dreaming.

But, was it really a dream?

Both of them looked simultaneously at the black-clad person lying dead not far away, shivering involuntarily.

That dead person was telling them that this wasn’t a dream, and that Wufu had saved them, was indeed a fact.

"S-second sister..." Wu Yilin called out with trembling lips.

"Go, let’s go quickly!" Wu Yiwan, now filled with regret, thinking she shouldn’t have come up at all, and even left the maidservants behind, only to get into such trouble.

She shakily got up from the ground, her legs trembling incessantly, quivering uncontrollably.

Raised in a deep boudoir, how could a young maiden ever have seen such a scene, let alone with a dead body beside her.

"Second sister, I can’t move!" Wu Yilin cried out loud, her body was completely stiff.

Wu Yiwan wanted to cry too, but she still went to pull her up, and the sisters finally managed to stand up, hand in hand stumbling as they ran back the way they came.

Meanwhile, Wufu chased halfway and was utterly shocked at the scene before her.

Ah Jiu and Jadeite were surrounded by five black-clad men, both looking extremely disheveled.

Wufu whistled twice, once again pulling out a signal flare from her waist and smashed it, red smoke rising, she charged in.

She hadn’t been cautious at the start and was injured internally by that Zither Kill’s sound. After dealing with one after another, her body was getting tired.

The opponents were really set on a war of attrition, determined to take Ah Jiu down here, wave after wave.

Bastards!

Wufu shouted furiously and joined the battle, blocking a sword aimed at the hindered Ah Jiu.

"Wufu." Ah Jiu’s voice was hoarse.

"Are you okay?" Wufu turned her head for a glance, seeing his ashen face, she was startled, saying: "Jadeite, seize the chance and take him away."

Ah Jiu offered a bitter smile, Xue Dizi’s reputation was well-deserved, whatever his blood was mixed with, after cutting away the rotting flesh, his heart still pounded intensely.

Wufu’s attacks were fierce, yet gradually slowed down, thinking, is today really the day I meet my end?

A shadow darted quickly toward them, Wufu, sharp-eyed, exclaimed joyfully: "Xiao Qi!"

Xiao Qi saw her moon-white clothes almost stained red with blood, couldn’t help but lift his neck and howl, then leaped towards the black-clad men to attack.

He moved with extreme swiftness, his attacks ruthless and deadly, quickly taking down two.

"Master."

Chi Wu, Yuan Ye, and the others came rushing over, wielding swords and using Qinggong.

"Mission failed, retreat!" Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, the remaining dead soldiers instantly decided to retreat.

"Trying to leave, it’s not that easy." Wufu shouted harshly: "Xiao Qi, leave a living one."

Upon hearing this, those people’s faces changed, preparing to bite down on the Poison Sac hidden in their teeth, but Xiao Qi was also quick, dislocating one of their jaws with a snap, while the others fell to the ground.

Wufu’s mind relaxed, she knelt down, using her sword for support, panting heavily, the originally moon-white dress stained red, like a blood-red rose, cold and dazzling.