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Chapter 1451 - 650: Forgetfulness_2

At the landing site, the figure was struggling to clutch their chest, laboriously crawling up and stumbling forward a few steps.

Just as Ding Hui was perplexed, the surrounding lights revealed the person’s appearance, and it turned out to be...

"Yu Ji?!"

Seemingly hearing Ding Hui’s voice, Yu Ji, whose face was covered in blood and severely injured to the point of exhaustion, struggled to lift his eyelids and glanced in Ding Hui’s direction.

The next moment.

Bang, he fell face-first to the ground.

Ding Hui, with her keen senses, realized that since Yu Ji had fallen, it meant the enemy was still present...

She suddenly looked up.

In the darkness, it seemed like a figure was rapidly descending the spiral staircase!

"Lord!"

Ding Hui’s hand was grabbed by someone, and she turned to see the anxious face of Lu Qiaochun.

"Lord, a strong enemy is coming. We don’t know who it is; we have to retreat!"

How could this be... Could it be that the Ten Major Families have sent someone to besiege the Rebel Army? Has the problem with the army outside the city been resolved?

If it’s not the Ten Major Families, who else would have the inclination to make a move against the Rebel Army’s stronghold at this crucial moment?

Ding Hui understood, but she knew it was time to retreat.

"Take Song Xi with us, let’s go!"

"Okay!"

Lu Qiaochun agreed without a second thought.

Even if Ding Hui wouldn’t leave, she had to. The strength of the intruder was likely beyond her capability.

Carrying the large mass that was Song Xi, Lu Qiaochun led the way while scanning her surroundings.

Ding Hui knew whom she was looking for, but after a moment of thought, Ding Hui said nothing.

Moreover, as they fled, they were joined by several others who seemed to be escaping with them, unnoticed until then.

Turning her head, Ding Hui saw it was the same group who had loitered around her doorway before.

"Can you handle them?" Ding Hui asked coldly as she ran.

"...Hard to say, two of them are quite strong." Lu Qiaochun answered truthfully.

"...Change direction, head towards the prison first!"

Lu Qiaochun’s expression shifted, instantly understanding Ding Hui’s plan.

Perhaps it was overthinking, but she felt they should escape the stronghold first. The threat behind them was still just a threat.

Lu Qiaochun considered voicing her concern, but then noticed their pursuers suddenly stopping.

What was happening?!

Instinctively, Lu Qiaochun wanted to halt, but Ding Hui commanded, "Don’t stop! Keep running!"

Gritting her teeth, Lu Qiaochun continued sprinting and glanced back, which left her slightly stunned.

The Hui Yao group chasing them had lined up as if to block a door, defending their rear, while more people surged from all around, attacking them.

Wait a minute! Those guys weren’t...

"Lord, no need to head to the prison; it seems the prisoners have been released."

Ding Hui paused, turned to see Hui Yao guards being overwhelmed by numerous people dressed as slaves, but the disparity in strength was too great, like ants biting an elephant, it was futile.

"Then let’s go straight!"

No sooner had Ding Hui spoken than a sharp sound suddenly rang out from behind.

This piercing sound was incredibly penetrating, as if it could reach the surface.

Ding Hui had no idea what they intended, but she was sure it had drawn the enemy’s attention.

Ignoring the commotion behind, Ding Hui and Lu Qiaochun sped ahead, soon finding the secret passage already opened.

Someone had beaten them here.

"Go in!" Ding Hui shouted.

"Wait..."

Carrying the mass, Lu Qiaochun reached out to grab Ding Hui’s wrist.

Her gaze fixed ahead, in the dark secret passage, a figure slowly approached them.

"Who goes there?"

Lu Qiaochun yelled.

The question only prompted the person to raise a bead, which emitted a glaring red light.

This red light seemed to agitate the lump Lu Qiaochun was carrying, causing every pore on it to emit a similar bloody glow!

Just one look, and Ding Hui understood the situation.

Gazing at the blood-red pearl, Ding Hui said slowly.

"So, the Defiled Blood Clone Demon, you were the one who raised it."

What?

Lu Qiaochun was clearly still oblivious, only seeing that person put the pearl away, smile, and step into the light, revealing his true appearance.

"I am the surprise, what’s the origin of this young lady? How come she created such a thing, so ugly."

Ding Hui stepped back behind Lu Qiaochun, calmly said, "It’s not about whether it’s ugly, but about whether it’s useful. See, haven’t you been drawn here?"

"Oh?"

Song Qianlong paused his advancing motion, looking to the left and right.

"Yet, I didn’t see you make any preparations."

"..."

Ding Hui said nothing.

The Rebel Army stronghold was her preparation.

Unfortunately, the stronghold was empty now, and to think the obscure stronghold could be found...that pearl, something’s wrong with it.

After thinking for a moment, Ding Hui said, "Let us go, she stays with you."

Ding Hui pointed at the mass of flesh that was Song Xi.

Ding Hui didn’t know what this person wanted by chasing the Defiled Blood Clone Demon’s true body, but it definitely didn’t align with her use of the array.

However, for survival, this thing could be abandoned.

At worst, wait for Fang Yu to return and devise a way to retrieve it.

She already knew of the Blood Pearl’s existence and had plenty of leftover materials from the Defiled Blood Clone Demon; mimicking a similar item shouldn’t be difficult.

"Oh? The young lady is willing to part with it?"

Just as Song Qianlong finished speaking, a series of screams and beast-like roars erupted from the stronghold behind Ding Hui.

Lu Qiaochun’s expression immediately changed.

"What did you let in? Are you collaborating with demons??"

Song Qianlong smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying, but rather laughingly said, "It seems this mass of flesh is researched by the lady, correct? The lady’s methods are quite impressive, and I, too, appreciate beauty. How about working under me?"

"What if I refuse?"

Song Qianlong shook his head regretfully, "Then I’ll have to destroy the flower."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qianlong suddenly lunged at Lu Qiaochun!

With almost a flicker, his five claws were already heading for Lu Qiaochun’s chest, as if to pierce her heart!

But...

Clap!!

Lu Qiaochun dropped the mass of flesh, immediately grabbed with both hands, directly seizing Song Qianlong’s wrist! Her terrified expression, as she trembled with both hands, gradually moved Song Qianlong’s hand slowly, slowly, inch by inch away.

Lu Qiaochun’s expression turned from panic, to surprise, to a frown, and calmness.

Conversely, Song Qianlong’s expression changed from confident, slowly to surprise, and then to angry.

"Ho ha!!"

With a loud shout, Lu Qiaochun actually threw Song Qianlong directly away, hitting the wall with a thud.

"Lord Ding, you go first!"

Lu Qiaochun kept Ding Hui behind her, assuming a stance, staring at Song Qianlong ahead.

"..."

Without a second’s hesitation, Ding Hui picked up the mass of flesh of Song Xi, intending to run towards the secret passage, but just as...

Bam!!!!

Something flashed past her side, plowing out a trail of debris. When Ding Hui looked up clearly, she saw Lu Qiaochun’s head being squeezed by Song Qianlong and ground hard against the wall, her face full of blood streaks.

What happened? Wasn’t she still able to hold her own a moment ago?

With force in his hand, Song Qianlong seemed about to crush Lu Qiaochun’s head right there!

Luckily, at the brink of life and death, Lu Qiaochun suddenly kicked up, delivering an unexpected hit below, making the unsuspecting Song Qianlong scream in pain and retreat two steps.

"Lord, quickly go!"

Lu Qiaochun shouted, drawing Song Qianlong’s gaze.

Ding Hui hurriedly carried the mass of flesh to run, as Song Qianlong quickly closed in!

"Lord!" Lu Qiaochun wanted to save, but it was already too late.

Ding Hui’s expression changed, intending to throw out the mass of flesh, but just then...

Dong!!!

A shadow suddenly emerged from behind Ding Hui, delivering an elbow strike, sending the charging Song Qianlong flying once again crashing into the wall.

"Who?!"

Song Qianlong roared angrily.

"Mr. Song, how forgetful you are, we even met last year."

As the sound of dragging chains echoed, Song Zhenrong’s voice leisurely rose.