Chapter 741: He's Still Alive

as originally living with the village chief's honored guest, now you've forcefully taken her back home.""Why don't you go to Young Master Su and kowtow to him, begging him to lend you some money"Su Yu...It worked!

Over twenty assassins have been captured.

Zong Yu immediately jumped down from the tree and came to Fang Jinxiu's side, helping her up.

"Are you okay"

Fang Jinshi shook her head, her lips still as pale as death, not looking like she was alright at all.

"Eliminate them."

Zongyu nodded, lowering his head to look at his own hands.

Although it was stained with blood in the past, this was the first time human blood was involved.

He picked up the dagger that lay scattered at his feet, and with a swift movement, plunged it into their hearts and throats as the assassin's eyes widened in terror.

Crimson blood soaked into the white snow, staining the land red. Fang Jinshi closed her eyes, but she couldn't control the trembling of her whole body.

Who isn't afraid of murder

She once again recognized this other world, and the imperial court couldn't prevent the occurrence of the strong preying on the weak.

To survive, you have to be crueler than others and think more clearly.

If she lets these people go today, the next one to die might be her.

Zong Yu, covered in blood, turned around and dropped the knife from his hand.

A large net hangs in the trees, blood flowing down the net strings like lines.

He blocked Fang Jinshu's line of sight, put his back to her and reached out to wipe the blood off his face before extending his hand toward her.

"We have to leave as soon as possible."

"These people may not be all of the assassins from the Wuyu Pavilion."

Fang Jinshu nodded.

She had only taken two steps when she turned her head and saw that Zongyu's back was completely soaked in blood.

"What's going on"

"Didn't you say the wound on your back was just a small cut"

"How could there be so much blood." Fang Jinshi's voice trembled.

The human body only has a few thousand milliliters of blood, yet Zongyu was wearing thick winter clothes.

How much blood did he bleed, to turn this thick and large patch red

It was only then that Fang Jinshu realized the man before him was far more injured than he had let on. He was never one to complain about pain.

He's the type to swallow his injuries, even if he's hurt. He wouldn't tell anyone where he went unless he was bleeding profusely and couldn't hide it.

But she damn well should have noticed!

"Come on, let's find somewhere quickly so I can patch you up!"

Zong Yu pulled at the corners of his mouth, a smile that was uglier than crying. The bloody grin looked desolate.

"Don't be afraid, it's just scary looking."

"It's all other people's blood."

Fang Jinshi refused to listen and dragged him urgently, searching around for a hidden place to help Zong Yu treat his wounds.

The forest was covered in snow, with only trees visible. There was nowhere to stand or rest your feet.

Fang Jinxiu pulled urgently, Zong Yu lost too much blood, his head felt dizzy, almost tripping over his own feet. Luckily, he struggled to stabilize himself and didn't let Jinxiu notice.

Zongyu could feel his consciousness gradually fading.

The assassins' blades were probably still poisoned.

This would cause pain in the five viscera and six bowels, like being burned on a fire, excruciatingly painful.

When Jiangxiu turned back to look at him, Zongyu made a great effort to stretch out his brows that had been tightly creased in pain, and even gave her a faint smile and a word of comfort.

"You're not laughing anymore, you look worse than crying."

"I'm a doctor, your injury is nothing you can hide from me." She knew Zongyu must be very weak and in pain right now.

If you really can't, just find a big tree, sit under it and stop the bleeding first. It might be a little cold, just bear with it.

A piercing cold wind howled, making anyone who wore clothes feel chills all over. Let alone treating wounds by taking off their clothes in this weather!

But Fang Jinshi couldn't manage that much anymore, if the Blood Sect's reputation wasn't maintained, it would soon collapse.

"Okay," the wife said, whatever she said was what it was.

Fang Jinshi looked around, suddenly with a thud knelt in the snow, stretching out her hands to frantically search through the snow. Her delicate fingers that were pampered all year round instantly turned red from the cold.

She was oblivious and finally found a relatively complete stone, carrying it over to prop under the big tree. She then tore off a piece of cloth to lay on top, gesturing for Zongyu to sit down.

Zong Yu stood there, dumbstruck, looking at her. The feeling of heartache even surpassed the pain of having his five internal organs and six bowels tormented by poison.

"Jinxiu, you."

Seeing him dawdle and still standing there, Fang Jinxiu hurriedly pulled him over and seated him.

"This coldness isn't anything. When I was a kid, I also lived in the countryside with my grandparents and even helped them push their cart to town to sell vegetables in winter."

"So I'm not as delicate as you think, don't give me those pitying eyes."

She kept searching for bandages in the space while speaking.

At that moment, Li Lie's angry voice came from afar again.

"You two are really lucky!"

"To be able to survive under the siege of so many masters!"'d just grab one whenever they could.Fang Jinxiu hid to the side, seeing the fallen swords and spears on the ground. A thought flashed in her mind. She quietly walked past Zong Yu's swept battlefield...