222: Chapter 222 Ya Ruo's Choice: A Matter of Life and Death!

In the blink of an eye!

Just as Yaro's fingertips were about to catch the serum, a figure darted out from the crowd!

It was Tuoya!

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face twisted with a desperate madness. Using the momentum from her forward dash, she swung her arm in a wide arc, preparing to throw a stone.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down infinitely.

Yaro's pupils reflected Tuoya's ferocious face.

Save herself? Or save him?

There was absolutely no room for thought!

Her body's instinct—or rather, that subconscious impulse she hadn't even realized she possessed—made the choice.

"Get lost!"

With a hoarse roar, she lunged forward, slamming into Tuoya and knocking her aside.

"Snap!"

A crisp shattering sound rang out.

The serum struck a rock in the distance; the glass bottle shattered into pieces, and the pale yellow liquid spilled out, instantly dried up by the sand and wind.

It was over.

The serum was gone!

All the female captives looked on in shock!

This scene happened too fast—too fast for anyone to react.

At this very moment.

The light in Yaro's eyes dimmed completely along with the shattering of the serum.

Her entire body went limp, and she collapsed onto the ground.

The toxin, like a burst dam, instantly overwhelmed her final remnants of willpower.

Coldness, darkness, boundless exhaustion...

"Ah—! You traitor!!"

Tuoya struggled to scramble up, her face twisted in pain from the agony in her waist.

Looking at the faint-breathing Yaro on the ground, then looking over at Qin Feng, the madness in her eyes was practically overflowing.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you all!!"

Tuoya acted like a mad demon; she desperately pushed Yaro away, fumbled around on the ground, and grabbed another suitable rock.

However, just as she took a step, she felt her ankle being tightly clamped by an iron vice.

She looked down and saw, to her surprise, it was Yaro!

That woman had completely lost consciousness; her face was pale as paper, her lips were purple, and her body was twitching slightly from the encroachment of the toxin.

Yet, even in this dying state, she was still clutching her ankle with a death grip.

"Let go! You let me go!"

Tuoya kicked and stomped like a maniac, but those hands were as immovable as if they had grown into her leg.

"Yaro!"

A roar, like a thunderclap on flat ground, exploded across the Gobi Desert.

The moment Yaro collided with Tuoya, Qin Feng's heart gave a violent jolt.

Especially when he saw the serum shatter and the scene of Yaro collapsing.

A nameless rage surged instantly from the soles of his feet straight to his skull!

He no longer cared about any safe distance; his footsteps were as fast as a ghost, almost leaving behind an afterimage.

But he was still a step too late.

When he rushed out of the minefield, Tuoya was frantically smashing Yaro's head with a stone, blood flowing all over the ground.

At that instant, a flash of uncontrollable rage flickered in Qin Feng's eyes.

Never... never... never had he wanted to kill a woman as much as he did right now.

It was an almost unstoppable killing intent!

The moment Tuoya felt that murderous god, even her soul trembled.

"Clang."

The stone in her hand slipped away involuntarily.

She felt as if she were enveloped by a massive fear; her legs went weak, and she slumped to the ground.

Qin Feng's figure swept past her like a gust of wind, heading straight for Yaro.

He didn't even spare Tuoya another glance.

Kill her?

Not now.

Although this crazy woman deserved to die, her life wasn't even a fraction of Yaro's worth!

80 military merit, and she thinks she can mess with my 200 military merit treasure?

In her dreams!

Qin Feng cursed inwardly, but his hands were incredibly gentle.

He knelt on one knee and carefully gathered Yaro into his arms.

She felt icy cold to the touch.

The body in his arms was as light as a feather, her breath so faint it was almost imperceptible; only the minuscule rise and fall of her chest proved she was still alive.

Qin Feng reached out to check her carotid artery; her pulse was barely there, ready to stop at any moment.

The toxin had already reached her heart!

Qin Feng was completely numb.

200 military merit! Just like that, gone?

Moreover, this silly girl had given up her only chance of survival just to save him.

Emotionally and logically, he could not let her die!

"Damn it, I'm not doing a losing business deal!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, a flicker of determination flashing in his eyes.

He still had one trump card.

A product of the system: High-Efficiency Repair Serum.

Not only could it neutralize all toxins, but it could also rapidly repair physical damage; it could be called a miracle drug.

He had originally wanted to save it for an even more critical situation in the future, but now it seemed... he had to go all out!

Just then, Tuoya's curses came from behind him.

"Traitor... she deserved it... you all have to die..."

Qin Feng tightened his arms around Yaro, not even turning his head.

"Noisy."

He spat out the two words coldly, and his left foot stomped backward like lightning!

"Crack! Crack!"

Two teeth-gritting sounds of bone fractures rang out.

"Ah—!!!"

Tuoya's curses instantly turned into heart-wrenching screams.

Her two arms were directly crushed by Qin Feng's stomp.

The excruciating pain made her roll frantically on the sand, her wails miserable and inhuman.

The surrounding female captives were scared out of their wits, each one silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to even breathe loudly.

This man, who a moment ago was gently saving someone, had turned into such a ruthless demon the next.

Qin Feng, however, seemed not to hear it; Yaro was fading fast, and he had to race against time!

He used his body to block everyone's view. Reaching out with his right hand, a strangely shaped syringe appeared in his grip.

The syringe was dark gold throughout, full of the aesthetic of future technology, completely different from any medical instrument of this era.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng plunged the needle in.

"Gulp..."

As his thumb pushed down, a faint, fluorescent liquid was slowly injected into Yaro's body.

After doing all this, Qin Feng gently laid her back down on the ground, his eyes locked onto her face, his heart in his throat.

Success or failure, it all comes down to this!

Time ticked away, second by second.

Yaro's complexion remained deathly pale, without any change.

One second.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

A fine layer of sweat seeped from Qin Feng's forehead.

Could it be... it was really too late?

Just as his heart sank, 200 military merit!

My 200 military merit!

Qin Feng wasn't about to give up like this, so he began performing CPR on Yaro!

One!

Two!

Three!

...

He didn't know how many times he had done it, but Yaro still hadn't woken up, and she had no breath.

"Don't die! Don't you dare die! If you die, I'm going to lose so much, damn it!"

Qin Feng refused to give up; seeing that CPR wasn't enough, he started mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

He had the air of a persistent creditor: I don't permit it, so you cannot die!

But Yaro still didn't respond.

Qin Feng sped up the CPR and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation; 200 military merit was a burden of lightness his vitality could not bear.

"Don't die! Don't die! Wake up for me, damn it!"