Chapter 2214: Singlehandedly Challenge an Army of 100,000 3

No, the worst outcome is not being torn into pieces, but being caught and taken back to the camp.

With the hatred these people have for her, and they haven't seen a woman for several years, if she is taken back, she would rather explode herself!

She was very tired, her whole body was numb, and her hands were just playing mechanically.

Her body shook slightly, and a murderous aura deflected. A fish that escaped the net rushed up and stabbed her left shoulder with a sword.

The man stabbed with a sword, but did not pull it out immediately, but stabbed forward with force.

Puff, the sharp sword penetrated three more times.

Blood flowed out, and the chaotic and violent internal force in Xia Weibao's body lost control for a moment because of this sword, and the reverse flow hit the meridians.

She spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gritting her teeth, hooked the strings, and shot out violently, directly sending the man flying.

She held the sword in one hand and pulled it out with force, and blood poured out, blending with the blood on her body, red to black.

The internal force injured the meridians, and she could no longer support herself and fell down.

Before she lost consciousness, she saw countless swords slashing down at her, and the man's eyes were red with anger...

She woke up again in a tent, lying on a simple bed, looking weakly at the unfamiliar environment.

"Awake? Does it still hurt?"

The man's gentle voice came from above her head. Xia Weibao moved a little, pulled the wound on her shoulder, and frowned slightly.

Lu Hualiang was extremely nervous, "Does it hurt a lot?"

The sword stabbed so deep, how could it not hurt.

As long as he thought of the scene where she was stabbed, he wanted to kill all the people who hurt her!

And in fact, he did kill them all.

One hundred thousand troops, not one was left alive!

Xia Weibao shook his head and nodded.

The wound was indeed painful, but the sword stabbed for real, without any fake elements.

It's just that this kind of pain is nothing to her.

In the past, she had suffered all kinds of injuries when she was walking in the rivers and lakes, and this sword was not unbearable.

But, seeing his caring eyes, she suddenly felt so wronged, and then she felt that the wound hurt so much.

"It hurts..."

When she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was so weak that it was terribly weak.

Lu Hualiang frowned, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, gently held up her bandaged hand, and said with heartache, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

He shouldn't scold her, let alone quarrel with her. She wanted to come with him, so she came. It wasn't a big deal. Why couldn't he control his temper and scold her?

This was his queen, the queen he had tricked into the palace with so much difficulty. He should hold her in his hands and cherish her. How could he lose his temper with her?

If he hadn't yelled at her, she wouldn't have run away in anger, wouldn't have met the 100,000-man army, and wouldn't have...

If he had been a step later, would he have followed her?

These hands, such a beautiful pair of hands, are now bloody and fleshy, and the bones are visible.

He felt pain just looking at them, and it hurt to his bones.

"I promise that I will never lose my temper with you again, no matter what you do."

He was really scared. Such a thing, once, was enough to make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Xia Weibao saw the self-blame in his eyes and couldn't bear it, "Your Majesty, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt?" Lu Hualiang felt very uncomfortable.

That sword almost pierced her shoulder.

She had been playing the piano for so long that the injury was so severe that the bone was visible.

"It really doesn't hurt, you don't have to worry about me, compared to my previous experience in the martial arts world, this is only a minor injury."