The sun was scorching at noon, and even though there were towering trees blocking the sun, the moisture in the deep and humid forest was surging, making it difficult to breathe. There was no wind, and it was so stuffy that it was suffocating.
Feng Ruohen was feeling better. He just kept holding the person in his arms and walked for a long time. Looking at her face, he knew that her breathing was not smooth.
This is a tributary of Luoxiaguan. The terrain is complex and crisscrossed by forests. If an inexperienced person accidentally walks in, he may be trapped inside.
Just looking at the direction, the person who captured Qin'er last night was from the Miao Territory. He probably wanted to take her south, and there was only Miao Territory there.
The Miao people live in seclusion and do not care about worldly affairs. They have excellent water properties and are good at using poison.
Feng Ruohen was not without scruples about this.
But considering that there is still a Nucha between the Miao and Feng Kingdoms, and that they are not as warlike as expected by nature, they have never been a concern for the Middle-earth countries.
Now it seems...
Feng Ruohen walked in one direction, as if he was very familiar with this place. He remained silent, his mind always in the distance.
The woman's martial arts in her arms disappeared for no reason. I'm afraid she was more anxious than anyone else. She usually relied on her martial arts for her rambunctious temper. If she really tried to control her, she would be afraid of the wind.
It takes some effort to do anything.
When he chased her last night, he killed the people who abducted her easily and simply, and it was those people who captured the daughter who was trained by He Lanxiao.
Could it be that this has something to do with the poisonous poison that is said to have magical powers?
Qin'er was surprisingly quiet. The closer to noon, the more dizzy and dizzy she felt. At first, she thought she was... kissed by him.
After walking for a long time, she felt so bored that she almost had no energy to speak, so she gently pulled off the person holding her with her hand and said, "Will you rest well? I want to drink water."
Feng Ruohen had never seen Qin'er so weak. He took her to the river and wiped her face with clean water. After a long while, she seemed to have regained her breath.
"Is everything okay?" His voice was gentle and concerned.
Shaking her head, Qin'er looked very sad, feeling that she was no different from a weak woman.
Thinking of what happened last night, his eyes suddenly flashed and he asked the man sitting next to him, "Have you ever heard of the Miao people's poison?"