Ji Ran frowned slightly.

Is this the level of the lieutenant of the Ping Yao Bureau?

Because Feng Yishu always maintained the offensive and defensive front line, more than a dozen night walkers did not step closer to the guide bridge from beginning to end.

Ji Ran secretly compared himself in his heart. If the person who fought with Feng Yishu today was himself, what would his chances of winning?

Probably...half and half.

"Jiran!" Feng Yishu's voice came, "How can you move now--"

Ji Ran held the sword and barely stood up. This time his figure was obviously much more stable than before.

"You take Xiaoqi back!" Feng Yishu said sternly, "Let's walk slowly towards the city gate-"

"Hey, why?" Xiao Qi was a little confused.

——The man in black in front of him clearly seemed to have been almost done by Feng Yishu.

Feng Yishu's demon-binding rope simply and neatly broke the last person's neck.

"Because these people - none of them are human!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the bodies that fell to the ground turned into scents of blue smoke. However, the smoke rose into the air and did not dissipate, but condensed into different men in black again.

They were ready to go and set up a battle to meet the enemy again.

“…Smoke Puppet?”

Ji Ran finally realized the special nature of his opponent tonight - the enemy opposite them at this moment was definitely not a monk from the Cen family.

Ji Ran stumbled and crossed the bridge with Xiao Qi.

He opened his spiritual consciousness and stared at everything under the night sky.

All the dangers that Xiaoqi cannot see are visible in his eyes.

"Follow me." Ji Ran's voice was a bit reluctant, "...Follow closely."

Xiaoqi looked at Ji Ran who was walking and stopping with some concern. Although he was gasping weakly at the moment, he still held the sword in his hands firmly.

Ji Ran's sword swung into the wind from time to time, and Xiao Qi couldn't see who he was fighting with, but occasionally he could see a dim light mark in the air at the top of the sword.

Feng Yishu followed slowly.

He now discovered that every time he killed a puppet, the number of puppets would double when they regenerate next time - he could not take ruthless measures against these enemies.

Unless the person who controls the puppet is found, these people will be killed, but he cannot be too far away from Xiaoqi now.

The best way now is to not get entangled and escape quickly - he could carry Xiaoqi and run away from these people.

But what should Ji Ran do?

When passing the second stone bridge, Ji Ran was exhausted again and fell to the ground.

Feng Yishu had to give up maintaining the safe distance between the puppet troops behind him and the three of them, and took out energy to deal with the fish that had already gone around Ji Ran and Xiao Qi.

However, the attack speed of the smoke puppets is getting faster and faster, and their directions are surprisingly consistent.

Almost at this moment, Ji Ran and Feng Yishu realized something at the same time.

These puppets... are they coming for Xiaoqi?

The next moment, the man in black who had been scattered in the fields suddenly jumped up at the same time, densely packed like black clouds coming from the night sky.

How many dozens of people are there? How many hundred people?

They could no longer distinguish the boundary between them. Perhaps there was no boundary at all. The wave of smoke swept over with a strong murderous intent. Feng Yishu was already sweating profusely, but at this moment, he was aroused of a strong fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

His demon-bound rope shone with golden light in the dark night. The place where the rope passed was like a prairie fire, waving away the remaining smoke.

But a "thump" came from behind.

Feng Yishu looked sideways - Ji Ran was pushed down from the stone bridge by a hand stretched out from the smoke. In the turbulent water flow, he floated his mouth and nose out of the water with difficulty and rushed downstream quickly.

"Oh no—"

He took back the rope and wanted to capture Ji Ran, but the turbulent water flow had quickly submerged Ji Ran's figure.

Before Feng Yishu could react, he heard another "thump" coming from his feet.

——Xiao Qi almost hesitated, and turned over the fence of the stone bridge with one hand and jumped into the torrent of Luoshui.

"Xiao Qi!"

——What about the promised "never be reckless again"!?

...

A few dozen miles away, someone was in the bamboo forest, and a blind zither pianist stopped the moon zither in his arms.

He had gray hair and looked old, and there was a young man holding a bamboo flute in his hand standing next to him.

"It's not good to continue fighting," the old man looked at his companion nearby, "The Seventh Miss jumped into the river. If you force her down, I'm afraid that her life will be broken here tonight."

"...Don't tell me this, go and explain it to Mr. Xia tomorrow morning."

The old man holding Yueqin smiled, "Mr. Xia will understand, you should not be angry with me. Originally, the two monks killed Ji Ran, and we naturally captured Feng Wan to see Mr. Xia - this was our plan to go with the flow tonight, and there will always be other opportunities in the future."

"snort."

The blind man laughed again, "Speaking of this, the Feng family is in Jinling and Yangzhou, there are many branches, and it is much easier to do it there. Does Mr. Xia have to stare at the Feng sisters coming from Chang'an? Can't other girls?"

"Yes, nothing else can do."

"Why?"

"Mr. Xia naturally has his reason. If you want to know, ask him to go tomorrow."

The man who played the moon zither was about to say something, suddenly put the moon zither in his hand and picked up the blind stick made of bamboo branches nearby.

"Oh, that Feng Wulang probably didn't find anyone... to chase us," he stood up, "Run quickly, it's not too late to Liao if he doesn't run away."

"What are you running? You are afraid of death, I'm not afraid!" The young man tightened the bamboo flute in his hand and took a step forward, "I want to see how capable he is!"

The old man sighed.

"You young people... fight and kill every time, which makes people scared."

The young man sneered, "What are you afraid of? You have no ability to tie Feng Yan to you, and you can only tie her sister Feng Wan to you - this is a mistake, Mr. Xia trusts you so much!"

The old man holding the moon zither was not angry, but just smiled, "Then do you dare to attack Feng Yan?"

The other party did not answer.

Think about the red fox who follows Feng Yan all day long. If he really attacks Feng Yan rashly, he will probably cause more unnecessary trouble.

"Those who cannot plan the overall situation cannot plan a corner." The old man smiled and said, "The future is long, let's go."

...

The turbulent river surging down, and the night became darker.

Lightning and thunder began to roar in the distant sky, and fine raindrops landed in the wilderness.

Xiaoqi felt that it was pitch black in front of him and he could not see anything until a flash of lightning illuminated the entire river bank.

She was rising and falling between the pale river surface and the dark river water, and finally found Ji Ran who had fainted on a raised reef.

His hands and feet were softly resting on the hard and cold stones, and waves of water flooded his face from time to time.

Xiaoqi swam to Ji Ran and lifted his head to the water.
Chapter completed!