Chapter 150 Bloodstain (1)
The scene of fallen bodies and rivers of blood indicated that a battle had just ended. Among the fallen bodies, there was still a person gasping for breath. He only had one arm, because the other one had been chopped off long ago. That person was now in front of him. As the life gradually faded from his body, the figure of that person looked so blurry in his eyes. He stretched out his only remaining trembling arm towards the figure, as if trying to grab him. His bloodstained mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but all the words seemed to be stuck in his throat single word could come out. His eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness...
"Oh? You're still breathing?"
Along with a familiar voice, a pair of feet appeared in front of Zuo Yu. Zuo Yu raised his head with great effort and saw the face that made him hate. The eyes that were lifeless and full of helplessness and unwillingness just now suddenly ignited with a burning anger, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him into pieces and swallow him into his stomach.
Yunmeng squatted down and looked down at Zuoyu, with a sarcastic arc on the corner of her lips, and said with a smile: "Are you unwilling?"
Zuo Yu suddenly opened his bloody mouth and wanted to say something, but because this action pulled the wound, blood gushed out mouthful after mouthful without uttering a word. It was not difficult to see that he was seriously injured.
In response, Yun Meng just smiled, then stood up and said: "Come over here."
It was obvious who Yunmeng was giving orders to. As the voice was conveyed, the person who made Zuo Yu feel mixed emotions walked towards him step by step, and behind that person was his companion who was killed by that person and lying in a pool of blood.
Zhou Yan came to Yun Meng and stood only one step away, with an expressionless face and dull eyes, just like Can Feng before; Zuo Yu was used to Zhou Yan's coldness and various expressions, but he could not accept the look in front of him, because he read despair in it, and his eyes changed from grief and anger to unwillingness when he saw Zhou Yan again.
Yunmeng's hand stroked Zhou Yan's stern face, but Zhou Yan ignored it and let it wander freely on his face. Whether in words or deeds, Zhou Yan seemed to let Yunmeng do whatever she wanted, or perhaps it should be said that he condoned all her actions and obeyed her words.
"It is rumored that Prince Jing is cold-blooded and ruthless. Now it seems that he is just like that." Yun Meng looked at Zhou Yan and smiled, her tone full of sarcasm, her hands still wandering on Zhou Yan's face.
Zuo Yu watched, gritting his teeth, his eyes full of grief and helplessness. He wanted to rescue Zhou Yan from Yun Meng, but he knew very well that this was impossible. Not only was it impossible to make Zhou Yan return to normal, but even taking Zhou Yan away from Yun Meng was impossible. Firstly, he was no match for Zhou Yan, and secondly, he would never fight with Zhou Yan. The most important thing was that even if he wanted to, he was powerless now. He knew very well that he was about to face death. Zuo Yu was very unwilling. He was angry, helpless and powerless. He could only watch the person he had devoted everything to being used by others.
"What do you think? Would you feel honored if you died at the hands of Prince Jing?" Yun Meng withdrew her hand, turned her head to look down at Zuo Yu who was lying on the ground on the verge of death, and asked softly.
Zuo Yu once said, "If the king wants his subjects to die, the subjects have to die." If Zhou Yan really wanted to kill him, he would never live in vain and would gladly accept any reason. After all, his life was given by Zhou Yan, and he had been prepared to die for him at any time. But if possible, Zuo Yu would never die under Zhou Yan's sword under such circumstances. Such a death would be meaningless and unclear. He didn't know what Zhou Yan would think of it, but he didn't want to die without being able to do anything for Zhou Yan. It would be too worthless.
Ignoring Zuo Yu's anger, Yun Meng had already seen through all of Zuo Yu's emotions, including his inner thoughts, but she slowly said: "It seems that you really think so, then-"
As she spoke, Yun Meng turned her gaze to Zhou Yan again. The two were very close, almost touching each other. Facing Zhou Yan, Yun Meng's lips suddenly raised a very charming arc, and then she stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhou Yan's lips lightly, then pulled away and said: "Kill him."
Not only did Zhou Yan not react to Yun Meng's behavior, but on the contrary he listened to Yun Meng's words and stepped forward with a sword without saying a word.
Looking at Zhou Yan, Zuo Yu knew that he could not escape death. Although he had known for a long time that he would not live long, he did not expect this result. He was already powerless to resist all this, let alone facing Zhou Yan? He said nothing, and could not say anything. After his bloody lips opened and closed, Zuo Yu slowly closed his eyes...
He stood in front of Zuo Yu, swung his sword without hesitation, and slashed...
At the critical moment, even Yun Meng did not react. There was only a "ding" sound. When he came to his senses, Zhou Yan had been flung several steps behind him. Looking in front of him, there was no trace of Zuo Yu. Looking up, he saw a very familiar face appeared ten feet away, and the man had helped Zuo Yu sit on the ground. It was obvious that Zuo Yu's injury had been aggravated because of the action just now.
To Yunmeng, the person who appeared in front of her seemed familiar, but she would never forget him. After a moment of surprise, she looked at the person and smiled: "It's you! I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
The person who came was none other than Wang Ye, who had been with Guisha before. He glanced at Yunmeng out of the corner of his eye, then glanced at Zhou Yan behind her, and then turned his attention back to Zuo Yu in his hand.
