Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Chapter 1211 Refugees

“Uh… cough… cough…”

An extremely weak, gossamer-like cough squeezed out from between Liu Yueli's charred lips! The sound was dry and broken, with an inhuman friction!

Next!

Her chest, which had long ceased to rise and fall, arched upward ever so slightly, as if pulled by invisible threads! From the edge of the charred, carbonized brand behind her shoulder, a few strands of a sticky, cold, dark red jelly, emitting a sweet, decaying aroma, slowly seeped out again, like a venomous snake awakening! The long-extinguished dark gold ember deep in her spine suddenly flickered violently, like an ice cube dropped into boiling oil! An extremely weak wave, carrying a mixture of biting cold and scorching sulfur, suddenly spread from the depths of the brand!

The fluctuation was extremely weak, but it was like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond!

Liu Yueli unconsciously and with great difficulty turned her head to the side! Her charred, cracked lips parted slightly! A trickle of saliva, a mixture of blood foam and dark red jelly, slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth! It landed squarely on the back of Chang Baishan's right hand, which drooped limply, covered in blood and ice, right beside the stretcher!

laugh--!

An extremely subtle sound, like the sound of cold water dripping into boiling oil!

The skin on the back of Chang Baishan's hand, a mixture of dirty blood and ice, instantly corroded as if by a strong acid the moment it came into contact with the dark red jelly! An ominous dark red stain instantly appeared! The stain quickly spread and deepened! The blood vessels beneath the skin, like venomous snakes coming to life, instantly turned dark purple, twisting and pulsing wildly!

"Uhhh-!!!"

The unconscious Chang Baishan suddenly let out an inhuman, agonizing howl, as if being doused in boiling oil! His body bounced wildly on the stretcher! The corroded back of his hand twitched violently! On his sallow, lifeless face, veins bulged like coiled venomous snakes! Beneath his tightly closed eyelids, his eyeballs swirled frantically! An extremely weak, yet all-consuming, crimson stream of air, like forcibly squeezed residual oil, flowed through the veins of his arm, madly rushing towards his heart! The golden needles that had pierced his heart instantly became scorching hot! A subtle "sizzling" sound was heard!

"General!" The personal soldiers holding down Chang Baishan were horrified!

Sun Miao's withered eyes suddenly widened! A light of disbelief flashed in his cloudy old eyes! He stared intently at the corroded, twitching back of Chang Baishan's hand, then suddenly glanced at the wound on Liu Yueli's chest, which was once again oozing a dark red gelatinous substance! An almost crazy thought flashed through his desperate mind like lightning!

"Blood! Blood draws from the same source! She's... she's sucking his blood!" Sun Miao's voice trembled with ecstasy! "Your Majesty! Lord Liu... Lord Liu is unconsciously... drawing upon the remaining red blood power within General Chang! Suppressing the rampaging Divine Tree Plague within her!"

Qin Ming's gaze suddenly focused beneath his veil! Deep within his deep eyes, the frozen pond stirred violently for the first time! He suddenly looked at Chang Baishan's corroded arm, its dark purple veins throbbing wildly! He then looked at the wound on Liu Yueli's chest, which was once again oozing a dark red gelatinous substance, and the dark golden embers deep in her spine were once again flickering!

Sucking...blood?

Using the remaining blood essence from Changbai Mountain, which contained the Red Blood Pill's ultimate yang energy, to forcibly suppress the rampaging Divine Tree Plague poison within Liu Yueli's body?!

"Hold him down!" Qin Ming's icy voice was like the clash of cold iron. "Sun Miao! Draw blood! Pour it into Liu Qing's wound!"

"Here!!!" Sun Miao's withered face erupted with an almost insane determination! His claw-like fingers violently twisted the golden needle in Chang Baishan's chest! At the same time, his other hand quickly pulled out a thicker, longer silver needle, gleaming with a cold blue light! He aimed it at the center of the dark red gelatinous wound on Liu Yueli's chest—and stabbed it hard!

"Uhhh-!!!"

Chang Baishan and Liu Yueli's bodies convulsed violently at the same time, their screams piercing their hearts!

An extremely weak blood line, but with a burning red breath, was forcibly drawn out from the depths of Changbaishan's heart meridian along the guidance of the golden needle! Like a tiny red poisonous snake, it followed the silver needle in Sun Miao's hand and fiercely drilled into the deep of the sticky dark red gel on Liu Yueli's chest!

Swish——!!!

An even harsher corrosion sound! The dark red gelatinous substance, like an ice cube dropped into boiling oil, seethed and swelled violently! Dark golden embers flickered furiously deep within Liu Yueli's spine! A violent aura, a blend of cold and scorching heat, erupted once again! But this time! Within that fury, there seemed to be a faint, forcibly infused sense of... balance!

The dark red gelatinous substance oozing from the wound on Liu Yueli's chest...had noticeably slowed down! The rise and fall of her chest, while still faint, hadn't completely disappeared! The grinding sound in her throat also took on a faint airflow, like the sound of a worn-out bellows being pumped anew!

"It's done! Your Majesty! It's done!" Tears streamed down Sun Miao's withered face! His voice trembled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster! "Although... although it's just drinking poison to quench thirst! But... but Lord Liu... for the time being... for the time being, he's been saved!"

The eyes under Qin Ming's covered face were like two bottomless cold abysses, reflecting the two bodies on the stretcher that were twitching in severe pain but miraculously maintaining a glimmer of life.

The blood-red setting sun completely sank into the horizon, and the last ray of afterglow dyed the sky a sad dark red.

The icy night wind whipped up the blood-red ice dust at the canyon's entrance, whimpering like the cries of a departed soul. A torrent of black armor surged silently toward the distant camp in the twilight, like a black tide.

Qin Ming sat upright on his jet-black warhorse. Under his visor, his bottomless eyes were like two cold abysses that swallowed up all the light. They reflected the sinking twilight, the two faint strands of life on the stretcher struggling in severe pain, and even the rolling smoke in the depths of the canyon, like a poisonous dragon.

At this moment when the dead silence is about to freeze completely like ice.

“Report——!!!”

A shrill roar tore through the tranquility of the night! Like a huge rock thrown into a stagnant pond!

A scout, covered in blood and with tattered armor, rushed into the imperial tent like a ghost crawling out of hell! He fell to the cold ground, his voice filled with despair and fear that tore through his throat:

"Your Majesty! Urgent news! Southeast...southeast! Thirty miles away! A large number of refugees have been spotted! They're...rushing towards the camp!"

Refugees?

The tent was instantly silent! Sun Miao's needle-twisting hand froze! Meng Zhi's copper-bell eyes flashed with an unbelievable murderous gleam! Even Qin Ming's fingers, tapping the armrest, suddenly stopped!

"Refugees?" Meng Zhi roared like thunder. "This is freezing and snowy! The Shenmu border is already empty! Where did these refugees come from?!"

The scout coughed violently, spewing black blood streaked with broken organs. His voice was intermittent, like a broken bellows. "No... not ordinary refugees! They... they have... black spots on their bodies! Sores! Their eyes... their eyes are red! Like... like mad dogs! They pounce on anyone they see! They bite... bite! The brothers who were bitten... within half a cup of tea... their bodies turned black... they convulsed... and died! It's... it's the plague! It's the plague of Tolu Khan--!!!"