CHAPTER 431: CHAPTER 431: THREE DAYS WITHOUT SLEEP (PART 2)

Zhao Xiangqian and Mo Siyu, one after the other, descended the hill.

In the valley, Lian Qingyang rolled down while protecting Yu Zhaodi. Already injured, his leg was now too hurt to walk.

Yu Zhaodi squatted on the ground, supporting Lian Qingyang, and advised, "Your foot is injured, you can’t keep walking."

"No, Sister Xiao Yue is still waiting for me to save her." Lian Qingyang, disregarding his leg injury, kept crawling and rolling; instead of going upwards, he went farther down, feeling disheartened, as he used to think himself quite capable.

The young master of Hai City Lian Family, in his aunt’s eyes, if not unbeatable across the world, was at least invincible in battle.

This made Lian Qingyang somewhat arrogant, thinking he was truly formidable. Last time in the alley, with his skills and bravado, if it hadn’t been for Bai Qing’s timely rescue, a mere fight wouldn’t have mattered much to him.

Today’s events awoke Lian Qingyang completely—the realization that there are always greater talents out there.

"Lian Qingyang, you can’t move anymore, your leg is terribly injured." Yu Zhaodi’s voice trembled, seeing blood on Lian Qingyang’s body and his leg, realizing his walking was abnormal, and given the challenge of climbing up the hill, it was even more difficult.

"No." Lian Qingyang refused to give up, trying over and over again.

From initially trying to dissuade him, Yu Zhaodi later gave in, saying, "Let’s climb up together."

Yu Zhaodi had just rolled down the hill and gotten bruised, but compared to the injured Lian Qingyang, her condition was much better.

She stole a glance at Lian Qingyang. Before, she only thought of him as Tang Yue’s foster brother who loved playing games and fighting, a boy who hadn’t yet matured. But now, she thought the current Lian Qingyang looked very handsome and tall.

The two of them supported each other, their hands working strenuously, dirtied and tattered, below a deep depression with a large rock; they were under that rock, looking up at it, unable to see the place they had fallen from.

After struggling for a long time, they just couldn’t climb up.

Lian Qingyang lay next to the rock on the steep slope almost 90 degrees in incline, with no branches or anything to leverage on. With the height of the rock, the slope wasn’t just steep, but also long.

In the past, Lian Qingyang would have simply stepped on the slope and the rock to climb up without issue, but now, only having one functional leg, and extremely exhausted and hungry, he could not.

Lian Qingyang carefully patted his backpack reassured that it was still intact.

Sister Xiao Yue, the righteous will have heavenly favor amidst dangers.

Thinking this at the bottom of his heart, Lian Qingyang only perked up upon faintly hearing a voice, excitedly shouting, "I am here!"

"Sister Xiao Yue, are you alright?" Lian Qingyang yelled.

Hearing the response, Tang Yue finally relaxed and said, "It’s okay, wait, they are coming to rescue you."

Tang Yue kept shouting.

Before Lian Qingyang could reply, he saw a man in camo attire. Even dishevelled, the man’s strong aura was unmistakable, his handsome facial features were his hallmark, recognizable at a glance.

"Mo Siyu?" Lian Qingyang stared at him, and for some reason, upon seeing this handsome face, that was the name that came to mind.

Sister Xiao Yue’s fiancé, Lian Qingyang, had never had the chance to meet him.

"Lian Qingyang?" Mo Siyu stood on a big rock, looking down at Lian Qingyang, and immediately analyzed the situation. He looked at the girl next to him who was crying with a swollen face and braided hair, and asked, "Yu Zhaodi?"

"Yes, we..." Yu Zhaodi sobbed, still frightened in her eyes. She nervously tried to explain, but didn’t know what to say. In the end, she said, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I really never thought of harming Xiao Yue."

Yu Zhaodi then admitted her mistake to Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu’s eyes flickered, even though he still didn’t understand the situation, it didn’t hinder his quick thinking.

Could it be because of Yu Zhaodi that Tang Yue fell into Meng Yanzhi’s trap?

"Come." Mo Siyu reached out to Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang, without ceremony, reached out his hand, and as he was about to speak, he felt the strength on his arm increase, and in an instant, he was pulled onto the big rock.

"Brother Mo, I’ll carry him." As Zhao Xiangqian finished speaking, Mo Siyu picked up Lian Qingyang and said, "Xiao Yue’s classmate is down there."

Lian Qingyang was not pretentious, lying on his back, looking at the steep slope, he said, "You’re not going to throw me off while carrying me, are you?"

"You are Xiao Yue’s brother, which means you are my brother, too." Mo Siyu’s voice wasn’t loud, but every word struck Lian Qingyang’s heart.

Lian Qingyang excitedly asked, "Did Sister Xiao Yue acknowledge that I’m her brother?"

Mo Siyu felt Lian Qingyang’s excitement on his back and said, "If you keep moving, you’ll shake yourself off the mountain, and I won’t go drag you back again."

"Stingy." Lian Qingyang indeed stopped moving, he sized up Mo Siyu and said, "In my heart, Sister Xiao Yue is my real sister. If you dare to treat Xiao Yue poorly, I... I won’t let you off."

Lian Qingyang fiercely threatened.

Mo Siyu’s lips curled slightly, faintly seeing the silhouette at the top of the mountain, he said, "You won’t have that chance."

Zhao Xiangqian didn’t expect that he came just to help Brother Mo, but also got this bonus. He squatted down, looking at Yu Zhaodi whose face was swollen and covered in blood, and her braided hair, he said, "Classmate, I’ll pull you up, give me your hand."

Zhao Xiangqian thought quietly in his heart, the classmates of my sister-in-law are not all stunningly beautiful.

Yu Zhaodi didn’t care what Zhao Xiangqian was thinking, she nervously said thank you.

"Lian Qingyang, Yu Zhaodi, how are you?" Tang Yue could only see that each person was carrying another, and seeing the injuries on Lian Qingyang, and his different looking leg, Tang Yue’s heart suddenly clenched.

"Sister Xiao Yue, I’m fine." Lian Qingyang was clearly in cold sweat from pain, but to reassure Tang Yue, he still grinned, not knowing that his current appearance only made Tang Yue more heartbroken.

The area around his eyes was all bruised, and his hands, which loved to play games, were now muddy and bloody, especially his fingernails. Tang Yue looked and her eyes reddened immediately. If it weren’t for her, Lian Qingyang would have run away long ago.

"Sister Xiao Yue, don’t cry, I’m alright. I’m a man, this little injury is nothing." Lian Qingyang anxiously comforted her.