[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 2, Chapter 150)

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Chapter 150 No Remains

He could only look up. On the nearly ten-foot-high cliff above, a pine tree about the thickness of a wrist grew. Qing'er was

light and nimble; it should be able to barely support her weight, but he certainly couldn't.

Without further hesitation, he endured the excruciating pain in his legs, supporting himself against the cliff face, and with all his might, lifted her up. "Qing'er,

quickly grab the pine tree and climb up!"

Qing'er reached out and grabbed the pine tree, hesitating slightly. Wu Yue hissed, "Hurry! I can't stand anymore

!"

She then clung to the tree trunk and began to climb. Being light and agile, she quickly reached the top. Looking down, she saw Wu

Yue, preoccupied with supporting her, being attacked and torn apart by three hungry wolves, blood gushing from his body. She frantically

reached out to pull him up, hissing, "Young Master, come up quickly! I'll pull you up!"

He said urgently, "Stay up there and don't move! Be careful not to break the branches! If I come up, the tree

won't , and we'll both die!"

"Then I'll come down and help you!" she said, making a move to jump.

Wu Yue held a knife to her neck and cursed, "You brat! If you dare jump down, I'll kill myself right now!"

This was the only way he could stop this stubborn girl! She indeed dared not move, tears

streaming down !

Only then did he have time to grit his teeth and wield his sword, cutting through the three ravenous wolves that surrounded and tore at him. In life-or

-death situations, people often unleash astonishing potential. He limped and hurriedly climbed onto the horse's back. Taking advantage of the situation, five large

gray

wolves pounced again, biting his legs relentlessly. A chunk of flesh was torn from his left calf and swallowed whole by one of the wolves! He endured the excruciating pain and swung his sword repeatedly, finally shaking off the five wolves' bites and entangling him. He spurred his horse and fled for his life towards

the northern !

Seeing him covered in blood, relentlessly pursued by the wolves, Qing'er couldn't help but burst into tears, crying out hoarsely,

"Young master, you must be careful! You mustn't die! Waaah..."

His cries echoed in the darkness, fading into the distance: "Stay on up there! If you dare come down, I'll kill myself

!"

Several more gray wolves appeared from ahead, lunging at the big blue horse, desperately trying to intercept him. Half an hour passed, and

his hands were sore from hacking away, but he still couldn't break through the encirclement!

A pack of wolves blocked his path ahead, while a relentless, hungry pack pursued him from behind, their

numbers unknown in the darkness.

He spurred his horse on, galloping frantically for miles, but his great blue horse gradually slowed.

Panicked, he stabbed the horse's rump with his backhand, but to no avail.

The horse's belly and hind legs were severely wounded; it simply couldn't run anymore!

The wolves closed in again. Exhausted, his horse limped, nearly throwing him off.

Despair washed over him. It was over! His injuries were so severe, and his horse couldn't run anymore. If he couldn't kill all the

wolves , he would be eaten, just as his elder sister had said—no trace of him left!

The worst part was, he couldn't possibly kill all the wolves!

The horse had gone from galloping to a staggering gait, and even so, it struggled against the wolf pack's ferocious attack,

moving slower and slower. His sword strikes slowed as well, and with a mournful neigh, the great blue horse was dragged

down!

Countless sharp fangs, gleaming with a cold light, hurtled towards him!

His right arm injury worsened, rendering him unable to wield his sword. Death was rapidly approaching, and in a way he absolutely

did not wish to accept.

In this critical moment, a delicate shout suddenly rang out from above: "Xiao, quickly grab this

lasso!"

A lasso, about the thickness of a thumb, descended from the sky, accurately looping around him, and then a

force pulled him upwards.

His body swung towards the sheer cliff face to his right. Looking up, he saw

a thick, old pine tree growing horizontally on the cliff face, several meters high. Harina was clinging to the trunk, which was as thick as a thigh, desperately pulling him

up. Her round face, reflected in the snow, was already flushed crimson. To lighten her burden, Wuyue gripped the protruding rocks with both hands and struggled to climb upwards, finally being pulled up

by Harina . 　　He clung tightly to the tree trunk, not even bothering to say goodbye, and hurriedly looked down. The large blue horse was surrounded by a pack of wolves, seven or eight huge gray wolves biting its tail and rump, dragging it to the ground. Amidst the painful whimpers, its belly was being torn open and its intestines spilling out! 　　The hungry wolves, not bothering to hunt first, began to devour it greedily, quickly tearing a large, bloody hole about a foot in diameter in the horse's belly, pulling out its entrails, which were then dragged across the ground and devoured by the wolves, howling and fighting over them! 　　About ten feet behind, Harina's mount could be vaguely seen suffering the same fate! 　　It turned out that after saying goodbye to the two, Harina hurriedly rode home. Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that the valley was called the Hungry Wolf Valley by Old Tuban, filled with countless vicious wolves. It was winter, and wolves often ate indiscriminately when hungry. Wuyue had injured legs and was carrying a child; wasn't that very dangerous? 　　She quickly turned her horse and chased after him into the Wolf Valley. Seeing him surrounded and attacked by a pack of wolves, in grave danger, she her horse into the wolf pack, threw out a lasso, snagged it on a thick, sturdy old pine tree, and climbed up. She then quickly looped the rope down to Wuyue below, narrowly rescuing him before he was torn apart by the wolves! 　　Looking at the horse's carcass, its skeleton gradually becoming bare, and the wolves still relentlessly coming to devour its flesh, he felt a wave of fear and said with immense gratitude, "Harina, you saved my life again! How can I ever repay such a great kindness!" 　　Harina looked at him gently, "Here, helping each other is a matter of course. It's not about repaying or not repaying; as long as you're alright 　　, that's all that matters." Wuyue looked down towards the distance and was shocked! Good heavens, the valley was teeming with the shadows of wolves—at least a hundred or two! 　　He said with concern, "If these wolves keep guarding down there, what will happen to us, stuck here in the middle, and Qing'er on that pine tree behind us? If we stay here for days and nights, won't we starve to death?" 　　Harina shook her head: "They won't stay down there forever. After they've eaten and drunk their fill, they'll go back to their den and vomit some of the meat they've eaten for the mother wolf and her cubs. Even if they don't completely disperse, wolves that have eaten usually won't attack people."

Suddenly remembering something, she asked, "By the way, why didn't I see Qing'er when I rode here?"

Wuyue replied, "Perhaps you were running too fast, and she was hiding among the pine trees on the cliff face, so you didn't notice her?"

Below in the valley, the two horses had been devoured, leaving no trace of their remains.

As Harina had predicted, the wolf pack, having feasted on horse meat and blood, gradually dispersed,

and the remaining gray wolves lazily lay down in the moonlight and shadows, beginning to doze off and digest their meal. In an instant, the noisy valley

returned to its usual tranquility.

Harina used the lasso to lower Wuyue to the ground, then climbed down herself, flicking the

lasso with practiced ease.

"Wait here for a while, I'm going back to find Qing'er," Harina said, then hurried back.

Wuyue quickly called after her, giving her a rough idea of Qing'er's location.

After Harina left, he sat on the ground, staring intently at the spot a few feet in front of him. Where the big blue horse had fallen, there was nothing but

a pool of crimson blood seeping into the snow; not even a piece of flesh could be found. He warily looked up at a gray wolf lying in the shadows beneath

the opposite cliff. The wolf seemed startled; its ears pricked up, and its eyes opened, emitting

a ghostly green glow, though not as bright and dazzling as before.

Man and wolf stared at each other for a long time, neither able to detect much hostility in the other's eyes. Yes, if not for survival,

who would willingly kill? Even a wolf.

A moment later, Harina returned. Seeing that Qing'er wasn't with her, he asked anxiously, "Where's Qing'er?"

Harina whispered, "The wolves made such a commotion here, howling everywhere. Those men

in black will be here soon to investigate. I just heard the sound of horses' hooves coming this way! Let's hurry.

Qing'er should be fine in the tree. I'll ride back to find her after I get you to a safe place."

Wuyue said worriedly, "But what if she gets caught by those ruthless killers?" "I

didn't notice her when I came over. They probably won't notice her either. Besides, their target is you,

and they don't know she's with you. They shouldn't make things difficult for her." Actually, she wasn't very confident either. However, she

couldn't let Wuyue fall into the hands of those villains.

He thought it made sense; right now, it was more dangerous for Qing'er to be with him, and of course, for Harina as well. He

looked down at his mangled legs and feet. The splint on his right foot had been torn off by the wolf's teeth and hung loosely on

his foot . At this moment, the excruciating pain was no longer important to him, but his legs and feet felt increasingly numb, making

it difficult to even move. He was worried that the gray wolf had severed his tendons, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. With such severe injuries and no horse, how could he move?

Harina knelt down in front of him and said urgently, "Xiao, hold on tight to my neck. We have to hurry, or

it will be too late!"

"Sigh! This is all we can do for now." Although extremely unwilling, he still had to stretch out his hands.

Harina carried him quickly northward, saying, "Xiao, I plan to carry you out of the valley so we can

borrow two horses from the nearby herders."

Wuyue nodded. "Harina, my name is Xiao Wuyue. Just call me Wuyue; that's what my friends call me

."

Harina said, "Okay, Wuyue, from now on we're friends. Sigh, you're so badly injured;

you really should heal first."

Wuyue smiled bitterly, "I wish I could, but I've been chased by the Embroidered Robe Pavilion and the black-clad assassins. I must

escape and head to Liaodong."

Harina asked, "Do you have any relatives there?" Wuyue replied, "Yes 　　　,

about north of Liaodong, quite far from here!"

They talked and walked, and after about a mile, Harina could no longer speak. She was drenched

in sweat and panting heavily.

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