Chapter 113 A Tale of Two Extremes

Chapter 113 A Tale of Two Extremes

It's late at night.

Heavy snow blocked the mountain pass, and the post station they had planned to reach was already buried by snow. The army was forced to set up camp and rest in a sheltered mountain valley.

Outside the carriage, the gale continued to rage, as if countless wild beasts were scratching at the carriage walls.

Inside the carriage, however, lay a deathly silent battlefield.

Just after midnight, the two streams of true energy within Pei Yunjing's body completely spiraled out of control.

That was truly a world of extremes, both ice and fire.

His body was burning hot, like a red-hot iron, his skin flushed an unnatural red, and the fire poison inside him was raging wildly, scorching his meridians and internal organs.

But his limbs were as cold as iron, his jaw was clenched, and his body was shivering incessantly, as if he had fallen into an ancient ice cave.

"Kill...kill!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly sat up, his eyes tightly closed, but he let out a muffled roar.

Nightmare plagues me.

In his dream, he was surrounded by a rain of arrows, the scimitars of the Northern Rong cavalry, and countless hideous ghost faces.

They were yelling and screaming, wanting to tear him to pieces.

[So noisy! Too noisy!]

"Get out of here—!!!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly sprang up and grabbed the "Zhanwang" sword that was placed beside his pillow.

"Clang—"

The long sword was drawn, its cold gleam flashing through the narrow carriage.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

He chopped down one of the agarwood pillars of the carriage with a single sword stroke, sending wood chips flying everywhere!

"Your Highness!"

Tangli, who was huddled in the corner, was so frightened that she rolled to the other side, clutching her blanket.

If she hadn't dodged quickly, that sword strike would have sliced ​​off her head instead of the pillar!

"Don't come any closer... Go to hell..."

Pei Yunjing couldn't hear her voice at all.

He was like a maddened beast, wildly swinging his longsword and slashing wildly in the void.

The furnishings inside the carriage were smashed to pieces, with teacups and incense burners scattered all over the floor.

"Pei Yunjing! Wake up!"

Tangli shouted, but her voice was instantly swallowed up by the sound of wind and snow outside.

She looked at the man who had gone mad.

He was covered in sweat, his hair was disheveled and stuck to his face, and his expression was one of extreme pain.

Those usually arrogant eyes were now tightly closed, and tears of pain seeped from the corners of their eyes.

He was in a lot of pain and very scared.

Tangli bit her lip and tasted blood.

She could run away and jump off the carriage to survive.

But if she runs away, this man will suffer a reverse flow of internal energy tonight and explode.

"Damn it... I owe you this life!"

Tang Li cursed, her eyes instantly hardening.

Instead of running away, she seized the opportunity when Pei Yunjing swung his sword and pounced on him!

Clang!

She dodged the sharp blade, but crashed hard into his arms.

Pei Yunjing felt the foreign object in his arms and instinctively raised his sword to stab it.

"Don't move! It's me!"

Tang Li roared, but instead of trying to snatch his sword, she stretched out her hands and held on tightly with all her might—

They covered his ears!

In that instant, Tang Li closed her eyes, mobilized all her mental energy, and released her unique calming magnetic field without reservation.

【Quiet……】

There was no sound...

Listen to me, put the sword down...

This is a silent communication, a tamer's caress of the beast's soul.

With her ears covered, the thunderous sound of wind and snow, and the shouts of battle from her nightmares, were shut out by Tang Li's hands.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Pei Yunjing's sword, which was raised in mid-air, froze.

The deafening roar that seemed to explode in his head disappeared, replaced by a continuous stream of warm and tranquil energy that flowed along his skin and into his parched and agitated mind.

"Huff... huff..."

Pei Yunjing's rapid breathing began to calm down.

The sword slipped from his hand and fell with a clatter onto the thick carpet.

The muscles, which had been taut like iron, finally relaxed little by little.

"...Tangli?"

He wasn't fully conscious; his voice was weak, like that of a lost child.

"I'm here, I'm here."

Tang Li still covered his ears, not daring to let go, and coaxed him softly, "It's okay, the bad guys have all been chased away, go to sleep."

Pei Yunjing slowly lowered his head.

At this moment, he was like a young beast that had just gone through a fierce battle and was covered in wounds.

Reason fades away, leaving only the instinct to seek survival.

He felt the heat source in front of him, and that warmth had a fatal attraction for him.

Pei Yunjing followed his instincts and reached out, clumsily but forcefully hugging Tang Li's waist.

Then, he pressed his burning cheek against her chest, his whole body like a giant block of ice, desperately trying to burrow into her embrace.

"cold……"

He murmured unconsciously, his body trembling violently, his teeth chattering:

"Hold me... I'm cold..."

Tang Li shivered from the cold air emanating from him, but she didn't push him away.

She looked at the man in her arms, who had shed all his sharpness and pretense, and was so vulnerable it was heartbreaking, and sighed.

"This is... a huge problem."

She withdrew her hand from his ears and instead hugged his broad but cold back, patting it gently:

"Okay, okay, hug me."

"Who told me to be your long-term meal ticket... no, you're my meal ticket."