Chapter 100: Who Will Keep This Stinky Dragon in Check

When the sky turned completely dark, Hei Hu's side was already prepared.

At this moment, outside the city walls, the fighting was at its fiercest.

Xuan Shuang, Tian Huan, BaiJin, and Xuan Qing charged at the front line, with a host of soldiers close behind.

Fei Yan, Yue Ying, and Cang Lan guarded the rear.

Mo Xiao kept watching the situation on Hou Shan, and after a flash of light burst through the sky, he sounded the Bone Whistle.

In an instant, the whistle tone spread through the air like a soul that seeks death; wherever it passed, it pierced the heart and bone, sending a chill down the spine.

It caught the enemy off guard, and their momentum immediately waned.

Xuan Shuang let out a roar: "Kill for me!"

The crowd behind surged with fierce momentum, shouting: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xuan Shuang remembered that Mo Xiao had said the whistle's effect was time‑limited.

Therefore they had to, within this brief window, completely suppress the enemy's momentum in order to drive back the formidable opponent before them.

Hei Hu on Hou Shan also seized the moment, leading his men in a surge from the rear.

The simultaneous front‑and‑rear attack was enough to unsettle the enemy's mind.

The bone‑chilling whistle in their ears had already made them suffer, and as the Tiger Clan's reinforcements arrived, they instantly fell into disarray.

In the tent, the soldiers at the front rushed in, panicking: "Lord Jin Tong, the whistle outside is tormenting everyone, the Tiger Clan's reinforcements have arrived, please think of a solution!"

Jin Tong turned his head to glance at the woman in a red dress beside him.

The woman leaned diagonally on the low couch, her figure like a spirit, waist slender as a willow, features painted, undeniably a stunning beauty, yet a terrifying murderous glint hid in her eyes.

Her red lips formed a half‑smile as she looked at Jin Tong and said slowly: "How do you intend to resolve this situation?"

Jin Tong tossed some Pill to the soldier: "First have the officer take a Pill; the rest can hold out for this moment."

He truly hadn't expected that this time they wouldn't turn on each other but instead band together; it was indeed a miscalculation.

He held only a few medicines that could resist the whistle, not enough for everyone to have one.

But Jin Tong knew the whistle's effect was time‑limited; as long as they endured, they would be fine.

The soldier took the item, furrowed his brows and said: "This seems improper; our reinforcements have arrived, and we still don't know how many have come. The situation is unfavorable to us."

Jin Tong frowned: "It's just a show of force; no need to pay attention."

Just as he finished speaking, another soldier entered from outside: "Lord Jin Tong, the front can't hold! The supplies behind have also been raided!"

The red‑dressed woman on the couch had a slight twitch between her brows.

She darted out to take a look, and upon returning, her gaze toward Jin Tong was filled with murderous intent.

"You said you would make the Tiger Clan change its ruler today. What's happening now!"

Jin Tong replied coldly: "The troops the City Lord brought are of this caliber; a tiny Bone Whistle caught them off guard and threw them into chaos?"

The woman sprang forward to stand before him: "You'd better not play tricks on me; you know I'm not a good person!"

Jin Tong gave her a cold glance: "We're merely partners; the City Lord need not threaten me—does that make me a good person?"

Having said that, he hurried outside for a look; indeed, the outside was already in chaos.

The Tiger Clan's morale surged, and they were now pressing the attack.

Seeing the endless stream of soldiers coming from Hou Shan, Jin Tong said gravely: "Prepare to retreat."

He turned around and saw the woman behind him drawing a bow, aiming at the white tiger commander engaged in fierce combat ahead.

A cold, grim smile curled at the corner of her mouth: "I can't come away empty‑handed; I'll make them bleed!"

"Whoosh"—

The poisoned, sharpened arrow flew out, heading straight for its target.

A Level 9 Beastmen's arrow never misses.

When Xuan Shuang sensed something was wrong, the arrow was already closing in without warning.

In her moment of shock, someone beside her suddenly pushed her aside.

In the next second, Xuan Shuang grabbed the person before her and shouted, "Tian Huan!"

Tian Huan's left chest was pierced by an arrow, the wound faintly oozing black blood.

Xuan Qing darted over, saying: "WeiRuo, quickly take Tian Huan to find Miss Su and the young miss!"

Having said that, he turned his head toward the red figure not far away, and saw the woman draw her bow again, aiming at their direction.

Xuan Qing immediately seized a nearby bow and arrow, also aiming at her position.

The two arrows collided, sparking a few cold glints; as the shafts shattered, the shock froze the surrounding Beastmen momentarily.

Xuan Qing quickly pulled Xuan Shuang away.

In the courtyard.

When WeiRuo brought Tian Huan to Xuan Wei, his whole face turned black and his breathing became labored.

After checking his pulse, Xuan Wei quickly summoned Su Mo: "Miss Su, come quickly and take a look."

This arrow struck relatively deep, and it was poisoned; the toxin spread extremely fast, so Xuan Wei dared not act rashly.

Su Mo set down the medicine jar in her hand and hurried away.

She lifted her eyes to meet WeiRuo's slightly questioning gaze, and could vaguely sense Tian Huan's eyes on her also held doubt.

Su Mo's calm eyes swept over the arrow in his chest; she lightly dipped a fingertip into the black blood, placed it on her nose tip, and inhaled.

Then she had someone carry him into the room, cut her wrist, and dripped half a bowl of blood onto Tian Huan's mouth.

"Ordinary medicine can't stop your poison; you must drink my blood."

Tian Huan, weak and astonished, stared at her, momentarily doing nothing.

Su Mo frowned: "You don't dare? Then that's that."

She said that and was about to toss the bowl in her hand, but Tian Huan promptly reached out, took it, and drank it all in one gulp.

Su Mo fetched the hemostatic and toxin-suppressing medicinal powder, scattering it around.

Then she washed her hands and said, "Get ready to pull out the arrow; endure a moment."

"You!" WeiRuo nervously looked at Su Mo.

He actually wanted to ask her whether it would work, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Su Mo press on Tian Huan's chest and swiftly pull out the arrow.

Black blood spurted out, all of it splashing onto Su Mo's clothing.

Su Mo's expression unchanged, she took a knife and helped clean his chest wound.

While suturing, Su Mo deliberately said, "I've taken care of everything I needed to. Afterwards, if General Tian Huan is still uneasy, you can have the eldest miss handle it. My blood may be toxic, but it can control the spread of poison within your body. Later, once I find an antidote, I will naturally inform you. I cannot guarantee you'll fully recover, but at least for now your life is safe."

Su Mo glanced at him, then looked at WeiRuo behind him, full of worry, and deliberately said, "If your body later shows any slight reaction, you must absolutely not say that I was deliberately deceiving."

Tian Huan now clearly felt much better; at least the spreading toxin had been contained.

He felt a bit guilty and said, "Miss Su, you're joking; Tian Huan owes you his life. In the future, I will go through fire and water, without hesitation."

"I don't care for your life, Miss Su; but from now on, when we meet, you must never again call me a treacherous villain."

Tian Huan stammered, "No, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't..."

WeiRuo behind him also lowered her head, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Su Mo at all.

Su Mo had just washed her hands when she heard an urgent call from outside.

"Where is Miss Su?!"

Su Mo had just stepped outside when she saw a familiar figure standing at the gate.

Long Yan arrived, dusty and weary, his worry evident on his face.

The moment he saw Su Mo again, his pupils contracted sharply.

Long Yan's gaze, upon touching that silhouette, only caught the mottled bloodstains on his body and a faint red mark on her wrist.

Her complexion looked somewhat paler than before, and her whole person exuded fatigue.

The evening breeze brushed her hair and clothes, and Long Yan felt as if she might dissipate at any moment.

He instinctively thought she was injured, his chest tightening suddenly.

At that moment, there was no time to think of anything else.

Su Mo only felt a figure flash before her eyes, a streak of light sweeping to her front.

Before she could react, she was enfolded in a scorching hot embrace.

His chest heaved violently, his arms like iron bands, squeezing her so she could barely breathe.

From his ear came his hurried, uncontrolled murmur: "Thank goodness, you're all right... really good!"

His tone was mixed with the ecstasy of having regained what was lost.

A number suddenly popped into Su Mo's mind: Lu Ren Jia's affection level 70.

So... Long Yan is that Lu Ren Jia?

Behind him were Yue Ying, Fei Yan, Cang Lan, Mo Xiao, as well as Xuan Shuang and Xuan Qing's group, all standing there dumbfounded.

Yue Ying irritably drew the feather fan from his waist, silently grinding his teeth, knowing this foul dragon harbored ill intent, arriving and immediately embracing his little Mo Mo! And holding her so tightly.

Ahhh, he's about to die of anger!!! Who will rein in this foul dragon!

What surprised Xuan Shuang was that, knowing the Blood Pact had been activated, the other party would surely return, but she hadn't expected them to come this quickly...