Di Ji looked at Di Wuya's back and was so angry that he patted the handle of the wheelchair hard.
"Are you really going to let down all our years of hard work?
If I could walk, I would definitely go over and break your legs!"
Di Wuya slowly raised his eyes to look at the orange-red sun that had just risen on the horizon, and half-squinted his deep eyes.
Suddenly, he turned back without leaving a word.
Upon seeing this, Yu Jingfeng immediately stood up and waved his hand.
A brother hurried over, cupped his hands and said: "Master Yu."
"Send three hundred brothers with excellent qinggong skills to help find Miss Jiu'er. If there is news, come back and report it as soon as possible."
Yu Jingfeng ordered.
"yes."
The brothers nodded and ordered.
Yu Jingfeng didn't say anything more and quickly followed Di Wuya's footsteps.
Little Cherry felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her tears were like floods that had burst the embankment and could not be stopped.
With Xing Zizhou's support, she stood up and looked at Xue Gu.
"Xue Gu, Jiu'er..." "Zhao Yusheng, what are you going to do?"
On the side, Qiao Mu shouted in a low voice.
"Brother, this cliff is too steep, don't mess around!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao grabbed Zhao Yusheng who was trying to go down some vines.
Zhao Yusheng raised his eyes to look at Qiao Mu, his eyes were also very empty.
"Jiu'er is gone now, so we can't act rashly!"
Qiao Mu reminded in a low voice.
Looking back at the bottom of the cliff, Qiao Mu took a deep breath.
"This guy is so greedy, how could she let herself die so easily?"
Qiao Mu did not forget that Feng Jiuer even wanted to sell the wedding gifts given by others in order to save money to recover all the descendants of Zhao Yu.
She couldn't give up easily! "Qiao Mu, are you telling the truth?"
Little Cherry looked at Qiao Mu with wide eyes, wishing she could give him a definite answer.
"I said she can't die, she definitely can't die!"
Qiao Mu glanced at Little Cherry, his voice was low but determined.
"If she was going to die, she would have died last time."
His eyes fell on Xue Gu, Qiao Mu nodded lightly: "Letting him leave is definitely the best choice."
Xue Gu looked at the tree and nodded slightly.
The two of them were convinced that there must be something fishy about this matter, but if they could tell it now, it wouldn't help them at all, so why bother talking about it?
Little Cherry looked at Qiao Mu, then at Xue Gu, and wanted to say something else.
Qiao Mu looked at Zhao Yusheng and continued: "Depending on the situation, it is inevitable for the Ninth Prince to go north. You are responsible for settling our brothers."
"Before the Ninth Prince leaves, feel free to ask him if you have any requests. The Ninth Prince will definitely not stand by and watch Jiu'er's people."
"However, the time should not be too long. You must take your brother to a safe place as soon as possible. It is best to go to a place where even the Ninth Prince and the people around him don't know about it."
Looking back at the bottom of the cliff, Qiao Mu's expression suddenly became a little downcast.
She didn't know if this guy could really survive being forced down from such a high place.
But the morale of the army must not be chaotic. If they become chaotic, those who want to get rid of Feng Jiuer will definitely take advantage of the victory and pursue them.
"Aunt Xue and I are responsible for taking people to find Jiu'er..." "I..." Zhao Yusheng interrupted Qiao Mu, but Qiao Mu turned around and glared hard again.
"That's how it's settled. You have to remember that all brothers are destined to be Jiu'er, and you must protect them."
"Phoenix City is close to the Black Canyon, and your territory is also in the Black Canyon. Can't you even accomplish this little thing?"
"Of course I know, and I will try my best to protect all my brothers, but Jiu'er..." Zhao Yusheng shook it off and shook off Zhao Xiaoxiao's hand.
"My arrangement represents Jiu'er, don't you want to obey?"
Qiao Mu looked at Zhao Yusheng and frowned slightly.
"Besides, there are many people who care more about Jiu'er than you, right?"
For example, Jian Yi, whose life or death is uncertain.
"Don't worry, as long as Jiu'er..." Qiao Mu paused and took a deep breath, "Don't worry! We will definitely find Jiu'er."
Zhao Yusheng calmed down and finally nodded.
"Okay, don't worry. Before Jiu'er comes back, none of our brothers will be missing."
Only then did Qiao Mu look away from Zhao Yusheng with satisfaction and look at Little Cherry.
"Little Cherry, listen!"
Little Cherry left Xing Zizhou's arms, wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, and stood firm.
Meeting Qiao Mu's gaze again, her gaze was finally no longer distracted.
Little Cherry took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Yes."
"You and Xing Zizhou assist Zhao Yusheng and bring your brothers..." Before Qiao Mu finished speaking, Little Cherry frowned slightly: "Qiao Mu, I want..." "Follow my arrangement and keep Jiu'er's things in the Jiu Prince's Mansion"
Bring them all, don’t miss anything.”
Qiao Mu's voice continued to sound.
Little Cherry knew exactly what Qiao Mu was referring to. Jiu'er said that she would pawn all the things Ye Luosha sent and exchange them for silver, so she felt at ease.
Those two boxes of things were exchanged for money, which could feed the brothers for several years. If she forgot to take them away, Jiu'er would definitely scold her to death when she came back.
"Jiu'er is back?"
Little Cherry pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Yes, Jiu'er will definitely come back."
"good."
Looking up at Qiao Mu, Little Cherry nodded, "I will definitely complete the task."
Qiao Mu talked about some more matters, and the people on the cliff divided into groups and left.
Three days later, Emperor Wuya took the injured Emperor Feimu with him and marched north, aiming directly at the imperial city.
..."Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Nine Emperors... No, you can't! No! This is all because of your self-righteousness..." "Uncle Nine Emperors... Jiu'er is fine! Uncle Nine... Emperor..." Feng Jiu'er shouted
He groaned and sat up on the bed.
She had a long, long dream that her man was angry, he was really angry.
He held the Sky-Breaking Sword and slashed the enemies in all directions. There was nothing but murderous intent in his eyes.
Looking at his cold, ruthless, yet lonely and helpless eyes, Feng Jiuer wanted to go over and stand with him.
Killing should not be all of his life, his life should have some color, not all black and white.
Feng Jiuer stretched out her hand, covered her heart and took several deep breaths.
The pain in her body made her slowly wake up.
Feng Jiuer looked at this strange place, and the fragments in her mind gradually emerged.
She pinched herself hard and got off the bed.
Looking down at her hands, legs, and the unfamiliar clothes on her body, Feng Jiuer suddenly widened her eyes.
"I'm not dead! I'm actually fine."
She was in a good mood, picked something on the spot, and immediately frowned.
"You can't die, but the fall was not light."
Feng Jiuer sighed lightly, moved back a few steps, and sat down on the bed.
"Are you awake?"
A woman in white clothes walked in with a bowl of porridge.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes to look at the person approaching her, her round eyes widened, and she didn't react for a moment.
