Chapter 829: Chapter 827: Rong Sheng Pushed Him Away
“Sister… Sister!” Chu Yifeng roared furiously.
Rong Sheng cannot be harmed by anyone!
No one can touch her!
Only he can! Only he can torment her, trap her, and keep her by his side!
The scene of brothers Chu Yifeng and Chu Yihan devastating each other greatly pleased Wu Dao.
When the three of them fought to a mutual defeat, Wu Dao triggered the mechanism under his command, and the assassins from Silver Moon Pavilion streamed in, tightly encircling the three while their respective troops were blocked outside.
“Chu Yihan, we are surrounded!” Qin Muyan realized, grinding his teeth in frustration.
If he could free up his hands even a little, it wouldn’t be this situation.
But the moment he let go, this Chu Yifeng would take the lives of all of them, leading them to a mutual destruction.
Rong Sheng maintained a pained expression on her face, deceiving Wu Dao, and she swiftly pulled out a syringe from her sleeve and stabbed it into Hong Lian’s body.
“Hmm…” A numbing sensation spread throughout her body, and Hong Lian instantly felt dizzy and fell backward.
As a result, Rong Sheng was able to break free. With a cold voice, she called out, “Chu Yifeng.”
“Sister!” Chu Yifeng immediately stopped and turned to look at her.
His heart was lifted high with worry.
Rong Sheng pressed a syringe against her carotid artery, “This drug can kill me instantly, Chu Yifeng, wake up.”
Even at the brink of life and death, her face, cold and detached as a deity’s, showed little expression.
But nobody could see the reluctance and heartache in her eyes.
She could no longer accompany him day and night…
Over the past years, she had devoted all her energy to protecting him, fearing he would suffer even the slightest harm.
She helped him conceal his identity and taught him to be a modern man with an open mind.
Yet she still couldn’t protect him; Wu Dao had injured him.
Rong Sheng closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pressed down on the syringe.
“Don’t! Rong Sheng! You’re not allowed to die! You cannot die!” Chu Yifeng’s eyes bloodshot as he lunged toward Rong Sheng.
Wu Dao, clutching a box, moved swiftly beside Rong Sheng and seized her wrist.
Rong Sheng frowned in disgust. “Let go!”
She hated being touched by anyone!
“You are my student, you are not permitted to die without my consent,” Wu Dao’s voice ominously spread throughout the hall.
Rong Sheng struggled vigorously in his grip, sensing that Wu Dao’s body wasn’t in good shape; his illness had even worsened.
“Wu Dao! You are unprincipled and immoral, unworthy of living in this world!” Rong Sheng gripped the syringe in her right hand, intending to stab it into Wu Dao’s body.
A fierce glint crossed Wu Dao’s eyes. “Your usefulness spared your life, but seeking death!”
He overpowered Rong Sheng, holding her right hand and mercilessly stabbed the syringe into her body.
Rong Sheng’s face turned deathly pale.
“Wu Dao! How dare you!” Chu Yifeng’s eyes were on the verge of splitting open as he charged madly forward, stabbing Wu Dao with a knife, and fiercely pushing him away.
He caught Rong Sheng’s frail body, his eyes filled with panic, “Sister…”
Relying on him, Rong Sheng had a tender look, opened her mouth intending to say something, but suddenly pushed Chu Yifeng away, “Be careful!”
The knife lodged in Wu Dao’s body pierced into Rong Sheng’s abdomen.
What she blocked was precisely Chu Yifeng’s back.
Chu Yifeng screamed in frenzy: “Ahh!!!
He made a move to kill Wu Dao but for some reason, he couldn’t catch up at all; Wu Dao was like a shadow. Chu Yifeng couldn’t hit him, but he got stabbed from behind by him.
Blood dripped from the corner of Chu Yifeng’s mouth.