After all, Jun Jiuning and Mo Qingzhu were people with only two legs, and were also in the Qiulu Forest with unfamiliar terrain. When they were fumbled out of the dense forest, they found that the Qiulu Forest was surrounded by dense crowds of people.

The two of them only looked at the situation outside the forest, then retracted and looked at the Xia army walking around patrolling outside, and were relatively worried.

"What should I do? There are so many people, I can't force myself to break through." These people are different from the fake hands in the Zheng Mansion. They have swords on them, and Jun Jiuning and Mo Qingzhu are bare-handed and can't help but face so many people.

Mo Qingzhu touched her chin and whispered: "Uncle An should have gone out. Maybe he has a way to save us?"

What he thought was that no matter how bad it was, Uncle An would contact his secret guard to come to save them, and he wouldn't be really trapped in the woods.

However, once the hands of those who were hiding in the dark he arranged were exposed, their trip to Xia Kingdom would be equivalent to a failure.

If the trump card hidden in the dark has been used once, it will no longer be used. Then his plan to use this team as the tentacle of collecting news will be ruined.

Mo Qingzhu sighed: The price seems to be a bit too high.

Just as the two of them were squatting in the dense bushes and trying to get out of their plans, a fire suddenly burst out from the depths of the Qiulu Forest, and exploded into a gorgeous yellow firework in the sky.

The Xia army surrounding Qiululin immediately rode their horses in the direction of the signal.

Seeing the people surrounding the forest fading away like water, Jun Jiuning blinked in disbelief.

God really helps me!

Mo Qingzhu smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It seems that God has eyes, Feng Yunxi's retribution has come."

If you can use a signal flare to ask for help, you must be in danger that is life-threatening.

It would be even better if she could stay here forever.

"We have a chance to escape."

Jun Jiuning turned his head, and Mo Qingzhu focused on staring at the side face outside, which was caught in his eyes.

Jun Jiuning discovered that Mo Qingzhu's eyelashes were quite long.

She suddenly stretched out her hand toward the other party.

Mo Qingzhu didn't give her any look, her eyes were always focused on the outside, but her left hand quickly and accurately grabbed the other person's wrist.

Mo Qingzhu was stunned when his fingertips touched the other party's delicate and slightly cool skin.

He suddenly remembered a poem: People around the ridge are like the moon, and their white wrists are flushed with frost and snow.

He held a handful of frost and snow.

Mo Qingzhu's Adam's apple moved and whispered: "What are you doing?"

Jun Jiu narrowed his throat and said, "There is a bug on your head."

Her eyes were confusing innocent people.

Mo Qingzhu let her go.

Jun Jiuning took down the green worm that was twisting and twisting on his head and climbing his hair and put it in the palm of his hand.

It was almost dusk, and they hid in the bushes again, with dark colors around them, and this bright-colored insect looked particularly eye-catching.

There were indeed fewer and fewer people outside. Mo Qingzhuan relaxed and leaned over and took a look: "This kind of insect can be eaten."

Jun Jiuning whispered: "Have you eaten?"

Mo Qingzhu nodded.

Jun Jiuning: "I don't believe it."

Mo Qingzhu signaled her to stretch out her hand, and a smile bent the corner of her mouth.

Jun Jiuning obediently brought his palm to the other party, and Mo Qingzhu's eyes inevitably saw the other party's wrist.

Slim, slender, so white that it seems that you can see the blood vessels under the skin.

The touch of the moment just now seemed to be still at his fingertips.

Mo Qingzhu picked up the constantly twisting fat bug that fell on Yingbai's palm, raised her chin, and pretended to put it into her mouth.

Jun Jiuning's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his pupils stared at the insect gradually approaching his thin lips.

Mo Qingzhu flipped his wrist and suddenly sent the insect to Jun Jiuning.

"Ah!" Jun Jiuning screamed in fear, and fell backwards.

She fell out of the bushes, opened her eyes and met a person covered in blood.

The veil was scraped off by the branches slanted out of the side, revealing her true face.

Wen Fei thought he had seen a ghost.

He blinked slowly and whispered in disbelief: "Princess?"

Jun Jiuning's pupils reflected his scarred body. She quickly got up from the ground, stepped forward and held the other person's shoulder, widened her eyes: "Wen Fei, is it you? Why are you here?! She is still so injured!"

Wen Fei looked at her motionlessly like a dummy.

Jun Jiuning shook him twice, "Are you mute? Talk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Jiuning was suddenly brought into his arms.

Mo Qingzhu, who had just crawled out of the bushes and witnessed the whole process:?

Wen Fei felt that he was dreaming, and the person in his arms was warm, soft, and had a light scent of phoenix marrow.

It's the smell of Jun Jiuning's body.

Jun Jiuning is not dead.

Before Wen Fei could be happy, he shouted loudly and came from not far away.

"Who is there!"

Mo Qingzhu's face changed: "Someone discovered it!"

He picked up the veil that fell to the ground and handed it to Jun Jiuning: "Put it on!"

Jun Jiuning’s face must not be seen!

Jun Jiuning struggled out of Wen Fei's arms and put on a veil.

She gently clenched Wen Fei's arm: "Let's run first, I'll explain it to you slowly."

He had just called the threatening person to come to his front, and more than ten people rode tall horses with swords in their hands, "The eldest princess has an order to kill all those who are unidentified in the forest!"

Jun Jiuning narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that Feng Dongling was actually among the group of people.

His expression was indifferent, and he looked at the three of them as if he was looking at a dead object. He probably didn't recognize any of them.

Yes, two people were wearing veils, one of them was covered in blood, so it would be strange if they could recognize them.

Wen Fei saw that Jun Jiuning's attention was attracted by others, and he felt dissatisfied and smiled loudly: "Just because of them, are you worthy of letting me run away?"

Jun Jiuning, Mo Qingzhu, Feng Dongling:?

Wen Fei picked up the sword that he had just thrown away to hold Jun Jiuning, and rushed towards Feng Dongling and his group without saying a word.

Jun Jiuning and Mo Qingzhu found that he was really not bragging.

Wen Fei’s killing is no different from cutting melons and vegetables. With one sword, the flesh and blood are torn, and the blood is splattered, which is a very terrible offensive.

When he followed Jun Jiuning, Jun Jiuning would restrain him, hurting others and not killing others. But these days, Wen Fei was out of control and was too resentful in his heart, and his fierceness was a hundred times better than before.

Feng Dongling and his group were frightened by him.

After all, Jun Jiu was around, and Wen Fei was guarding a little bit of rationality and didn't kill him. It would be fine if he cut him over.

Seeing that he could not resist, Feng Dongling's men fled one after another.

Feng Dongling was not aware of it for a moment, and the horse under his crotch was hit by a fleeing guard in a panic and went crazy.

Feng Dongling was thrown to the ground by a crazy shaking horse.

Wen Fei rushed over and raised his sword high.

Feng Dongling watched the blood-stained sword tip get closer and closer to him, as if he had already smelled the cold smell of blood. He closed his eyes in despair.
Chapter completed!