CHAPTER 119: CHAPTER 42: BAD NEWS_2

Ke Lian, who was likewise entrusted with defending the rear, was covered in wounds, with a few so deep they exposed the bone. Yet his pride would not allow him to fall easily, so he continued to hold on with grim determination.

This time, Mo Feng joined Ke Lian in battle, though Ke Lian had been ordered, while Mo Feng had volunteered to accompany him. His rapport with Ke Lian was better than even the deputy, Zhang Xiong.

Ke Lian snorted with laughter, as if the injuries on his body didn’t exist. He took down an Insect Clan member with each strike, his attacks far more ferocious than those of Mo Feng behind him.

"What nonsense are you talking!" Ke Lian kicked an Insect Clan member on the side away, "We came out together, so naturally we’re going back together too!"

Ke Lian and Mo Feng set out from the camp last night to scout information at the Insect Clan’s stronghold.

Originally, with their abilities, they should have returned safely and unharmed, but the Insect Clan had wisened up, bribing a mid-level officer in the Military Department to act as an undercover agent in this operation.

Mo Feng and Ke Lian’s stealthy reconnaissance was supposed to be safe, with their subordinates offering little resistance and no desire to follow. After all, if they had, they might have been more of a hindrance to Mo Feng and Ke Lian, so it was better to wait obediently at camp for them to return.

But that treacherous undercover agent revealed Mo Feng and Ke Lian’s movements to the Insect Clan, preparing to help them lure Mo Feng and Ke Lian into an ambush.

From dusk till dawn, Ke Lian and Mo Feng were locked in battle. Though their four fists couldn’t beat the horde, they gradually came to their current disadvantage. Ke Lian’s injuries were sustained while protecting Mo Feng during the encirclement.

Ke Lian bit his lip, feeling his strength gradually waning, and smiled to himself self-deprecatingly. He had been dubbed an invincible war god by his soldiers, and now he was on the verge of death? Such a pity...

Ke Lian’s throat bobbed as he felt a bitter regret spreading in his heart. Such a pity that his Xixi just became pregnant and he didn’t even know if the child was a boy or a girl. He hadn’t named the child with Xixi yet... He also hadn’t spent his life with Xixi.

Ke Lian’s left chest was pierced by the Insect Clan’s claw, and behind him, Mo Feng was also knocked to the ground by a fierce blow. At this moment, Ke Lian’s mind had no fear of death, but rather, a sense of gratitude.

Grateful that Du Xixi still had her brother Chen Yin and father Ke Xing for protection. So that after he left, someone would still protect Du Xixi.

The sky gradually darkened, with the evening glow simulated into a blood-red hue, yet there was a faint white light flashing intermittently in the sky.

The battlefield was shrouded in a dead silence...

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How did Du Xixi come back? This, Du Xixi doesn’t remember. Perhaps it was Ke Xing who picked her up, or maybe Mo Ying, or it could have been Chen Yin.

Why did Du Xixi come back? This, Du Xixi still remembers. At that time, she was braiding Miao Miao’s hair when she received a message from Chen Yin—the military department’s traitor defected to the Insect Clan, Ke Lian and Mo Feng were gravely injured and unconscious.

This was undoubtedly devastating news, enough for Chen Yin to inform Du Xixi regardless of her worries and fears, indicating that Ke Lian’s condition wasn’t merely that of severe injury and unconsciousness.

Indeed, Du Xixi returned from CD-0329 Star and hurried to the military hospital, only to see Ke Lian surrounded by tubes. There were tubes for fluids, for blood transfusions, for diagnostics... Du Xixi took a deep breath, feeling that if someone told her Ke Lian was dying, she could believe it.

As for Mo Feng, who was also gravely injured and unconscious, his situation was much better than Ke Lian’s. He lay on a bed beside Ke Lian, with noticeably fewer tubes connected to him, and his pale complexion was far less grim than Ke Lian’s.

Ke Xing, Mo Ying, and even Chen Yin, who had rushed over specially, were all at the military hospital. Upon learning of Ke Lian and Mo Feng’s critical condition, they were very worried, but at this moment, their attention was more focused on Du Xixi, fearing she might faint from the shock.

But Du Xixi’s psychological resilience was obviously stronger than everyone imagined. She clenched her hands and took deep breaths for a long time before stepping towards Ke Lian.

She extended her hand to clasp Ke Lian’s large hand, feeling its previous coolness and warmth now turned entirely cold, chilling Du Xixi’s heart.

However strong her psychological resilience, however strong on the outside, Du Xixi was still a woman—a woman in need of care, especially since she was in the vulnerable early stages of pregnancy.