I looked at the four comrades and chose to run towards Shen Xingyue, wanting to help her pull out the sword. Shen Xingyue reprimanded me, "Do you want me to die! Don't move! It will hurt your lungs! Give me your phone!"
"Oh, okay." I fumbled for my phone from her leather pocket.
"Find He Lanxue."
I found He Lanxue's name and dialed, putting the phone on speaker.
"Hello, Captain!"
"Are you guys finished over there?" Shen Xingyue asked.
"Finished," the other side panted, "We were almost overcome, and for some reason, the enemy suddenly retreated."
"Because we finished over here."
"Ah? Captain, you were attacked?"
"Mm, I'm injured, come over quickly."
"Yes, Captain!"
He Lanxue must have been in a hurry because she didn't even hang up the phone. The sound of wind from her full-speed run could be heard through the speaker.
I looked at Sha Wuji nearby and asked how he was.
"He's fine," Shen Xingyue said softly, "Fortunately, he wasn't hit in a vital spot."
"How do you know?" I frowned.
Shen Xingyue gave a wry smile, "Last time I fought him, that's where I hit him, and this guy recovered in two days."
The tiger demon shook its head, indicating, "That's right."
I ran over to Yao Yao and the crocodile. Yao Yao had no external injuries, but the tiger's mouth on her left hand was cut open, not very deep. The big crocodile seemed to be more seriously injured, lying on the ground, motionless. Yao Yao was kneeling beside her, gently comforting her.
"How is the Great Immortal?" I asked.
Yao Yao sighed. The crocodile's eyes turned to me. It suddenly transformed into a human, but the sword still stuck in its back did not change. Looking at the position of the sword, I understood why Yao Yao sighed. Right in the middle, the sword was plunged into the woman's left back, piercing her shoulder blade, corresponding exactly to the position of the heart!
"Great Immortal!" I cried out, I hadn't even asked her name yet!
The woman lay on the ground and, with great effort, turned her head slightly to look at me. She said weakly, "Chengfeng... meeting is fate... my daughter... I leave her to... to you..."
"Don't, Great Immortal! Don't speak anymore, Shakespeare's doctor will be here soon!" I said. That He Lanxue should be it, someone who can fight and heal, similar to a physician like Jun Yi.
The woman gave a wry smile, "It's no use, Chengfeng, my daughter hasn't been named yet..."
"That's why you must hold on and give her a name!" I tried to comfort her. It was the first time I had encountered such a situation, and I didn't know what else to say.
"I'll call her... call her Lu Qianyu... See, what name for my daughter... would be good?" The woman, though on the brink of death, still maintained her elegance, asking me with a smile, even though her lips were already bloodless.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself and ensure the Great Immortal didn't leave with regrets.
"Lu Qianyu, Qianyu..." I wanted to recall some classical poetry, but my mind went blank, and I couldn't think of a single line. Inexplicably, four words blurted out, "Spirited Away..."
"Good! Good! This name is good!" the woman said excitedly.
"Huh? What?" I was taken aback.
"Qian Xun, Lu Qian Xun," Lu Qianyu turned towards the rockery, smiling dotingly, "So beautiful... beautiful... good..."
My nose tingled, and two streams of hot tears flowed down uncontrollably.
The courtyard gate was smashed open, and a girl in a Shakespeare uniform rushed in. Shen Xingyue immediately pointed, "Xiao Xue, go save her first!"
He Lanxue rushed towards us. Yao Yao stood up, "No need, she's already gone."
After speaking, Yao Yao pulled out the sword from Lu Qian Xun's back. The wound did not bleed. Wasn't this the location of the heart?
Yao Yao saw my confusion and explained softly, "The dragon's vital energy has already been given to her daughter. She wasn't going to live long anyway. Before she died, she used her last strength to defeat that leader, saving our lives and her daughter's life. Chengfeng, go and bring Lu Qian Xun out, let her... escort her mother on her final journey."