231: Chapter 231: The Onset of the Fla Poison 231: Chapter 231: The Onset of the Fla Poison In the split second of lightning and flint, Gu Youyou’s mind had spun several circles in the blankness.
Jin Zijin cannot die!
She did not want to see him die before her eyes.
Suddenly, she felt that if she was destined to be captured and fed poison, it might be better to die clean.
She smiled bitterly in self-mockery, then looked up again with a cold laugh, glaring at the man in black.
Facing the Cold Light Frost Sword in the man’s hands, there was no trace of fear in her pale face—only a resolute acceptance of death.
Before it was fake, this ti it was real.
Gu Youyou suddenly felt so tired, truly tired, tired of guessing, tired of living.
She didn’t even know who she was, yet so many people were fighting over her.
What for?
Jin Zijin, what are you fighting for?
To have children?
If you can’t even walk, what’s the use of struggling?
Why not just agree to his demands and let him take you?
At least you’d still be alive, right?
That tragically beautiful and resolute cold laugh was like a poppy blooming in the cold moonlight, dazzlingly beautiful, yet laden with an incurable poison.
“Hahaha…
You all just want to have , don’t you?
I simply won’t let you get your wish!”
“Youyou!” Jin Zijin’s heart suddenly tightened, as if he had been suddenly pierced by a nail, the pain paralyzing him completely.
And the man in black, the astonishnt in his eyes was no less than Jin Zijin’s.
Gu Youyou threw herself at the knife, a move that was less about protecting Jin Zijin and more about seeking death.
Fortunately, he had never intended to kill.
He just wanted to injure Jin Zijin so he couldn’t move and then take Gu Youyou away.
Otherwise, that stroke would have been fatal.
Gu Youyou trembled with pain so intense it seed to shake her heart.
It turned out that dying was not so easy.
That pain also snapped her back to clarity.
She felt that if she continued to be driven by them, she would one day succumb to a ntal breakdown.
How could she die?
No, she couldn’t die.
She couldn’t let herself off so cheaply for those people.
She had been stabbed in the abdon.
Looking down at the wound, it seed that just the skin had been penetrated without reaching the kidney.
It was quite coincidental; the stab was precisely at the position where Gu Youyou had struck the man in black with the surgical knife.
Goodness, is this how quickly karma is returned?
“Senior Brother!” Yue Rujing had co back, and on seeing the scene, was filled with a rage that seed to shoot flas three feet high.
Seeing that he had lost the opportunity tonight, the man in black, feeling unwilling, retreated once again.
“Well then, I wondered how you managed to run faster than a rabbit; turns out you played a trick to lead the tiger away from the mountain.
You stand right there…”
“Ajing, Youyou’s injured!”
Yue Rujing was about to chase after him when Jin Zijin called out to him.
Jin Zijin also reached his limit and, after speaking, collapsed straight backward.
This ti, Gu Youyou didn’t have the strength to catch him, and without Jin Zijin to lean on, she too wobbled, unable to stand firm from the pain.
Yue Rujing was shocked, catching Jin Zijin and quickly reaching out to support Gu Youyou as well.
“Hey, hey, what’s going on with you two?
Senior Brother, how did you…” He intended to ask how he had lost to the man in black, but the words stopped short when he touched Jin Zijin.
His face turned pale with shock and he exclaid, “Senior Brother, has the fla poison flared up?”
Gu Youyou pressed down on her bleeding waist and abdon, tearing a strip of cloth from her clothes to wrap it tightly around the wound—at least to stop the bleeding until they could get her cleaned up back at ho.
Turning her head, she saw Yue Rujing still examining Jin Zijin’s injuries.
She frowned and said, “Let’s go, we can talk about it when we get back.”
The strange fla poison Jin Zijin was suffering from hadn’t just appeared overnight; if it was to be cured, there was no hurry.
Yue Rujing nodded, hoisting Jin Zijin onto his back.
Looking at Gu Youyou, pale-faced and holding her waist, he asked with concern, “Can you make it?”
In the dead of night, whether she could make it was not the question—she had to.
Gu Youyou nodded weakly and said, “I can make it; just make sure he’s secure on your back.”
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