With a clang, Feng Dingchu's long sword fell to the ground.
He took a step towards Chu Qianli.
Chu Qianli let out a heavy sigh of relief, the knife still pressed against the neck of the Shanhu Gang leader: "A Chu, let's go."
Just as she was about to drag the leader away, a cold arrow suddenly shot from the bandit ranks!
The target of this cold arrow was not Feng Dingchu, but Chu Qianli!
With a swish, the cold arrow pierced the night sky.
Before anyone could react, it was in front of Chu Qianli in an instant.
Chu Qianli had not expected that at this moment, someone in their own ranks would dare to shoot!
Did they completely disregard the life of their leader?
But then she thought, no, the person who shot the arrow was definitely not from the Shanhu Gang. Someone had infiltrated their ranks, wanting her dead!
Chu Qianli shoved the leader away violently and slashed at the cold arrow.
With a clang, in a moment of crisis!
But then came two more swishes, and two more arrows instantly flew towards her.
This time, the caught-off-guard Chu Qianli could not block them.
A scarlet figure flashed before her eyes, and the cold arrow did not land on her as expected.
Chu Qianli's heart tightened, and she already knew what was happening.
She grabbed Feng Dingchu with one hand and flicked her other hand, sending out her silkworm silk to hook onto a nearby tree.
"The leader is no longer in their hands, brothers, shoot! Kill them!"
Someone shouted.
The archers immediately nocked their long bows.
Chu Qianli wasted no more thought, pulling Feng Dingchu and leaping up: "A Chu! Go!"
The two of them actually leaped off the cliff!
"Shoot! Kill them! Kill them for me!"
The leader, who had been pushed to the ground, scrambled up and immediately shouted orders: "Shoot! Shoot into the cliff! Shoot for me!"
Swish, swish, swish... Countless sounds came from above.
Arrows rained down like a torrent.
Chu Qianli, while protecting Feng Dingchu, had to dodge the arrow rain, and instantly felt her strength waning.
It was already difficult to dodge alone, let alone protect a man who seemed to have no will to live.
The key was that this man's physique was almost one and a half times her own... What to do?
Just as Chu Qianli's arm was grazed by a passing arrow, and she was about to despair, the man who had already given up struggling and resigned himself to death at the bottom of the cliff suddenly pulled her into his embrace.
His tall frame shielded her from all the falling arrows.
Without a second thought, in a critical moment, Chu Qianli pulled on the silkworm silk and swept towards the cliff face...
...
Feng Dingchu was indeed covered in wounds.
When they returned to the inn, blood had already stained the floor.
Fortunately, none of the wounds were life-threatening.
The most serious were the last two arrow wounds, which had penetrated deep into the flesh, almost reaching the bone.
"The bath water has gone cold. Rest for a while, I'll get some hot water to clean your wounds... Don't move the arrows on your back, it will hurt if you touch them."
She had given him strict instructions before leaving, but when she returned with hot water, she was completely stunned.
Feng Dingchu had already submerged himself in the icy bath water, his wounds completely untreated.
On the contrary, the arrowhead on his back, which she had forbidden him to touch, had been forcibly pulled out by him.
The shoulder, discarded on the ground, was still covered in bloody, mangled flesh...
Chu Qianli's eyes turned red with anger: "What are you doing? Are you really trying to die!"
Soaking in cold water with all his wounds could not only lead to infection at any moment but also easily cause him to catch a cold.
Did he really want to die this much?