Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Jian Yi, with a slight smile on her lips.
"Jian Yi Da Xia, this water is good."
Under the rising sun, the girl's sweet smile is embedded in a beautiful little face, which makes people look very pleasing to the eye.
Jianyi lowered his eyes and stared for a while, not only slightly curling his lips.
"Fortunately, I didn't chop off your hand at that time."
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at the guy next to her and sat down on the grass.
"It's you who don't have the ability!"
Jianyi filled a water bag, sat down next to Feng Jiuer, and looked into the distance. He casually picked up the water bag and took a sip.
Feng Jiuer looked at him with half-closed eyes.
"Aren't you really trying to get my hands on me?" She didn't forget that if things went well, they were about to leave for Beimu Country.
When they return to Beimu Country, what awaits them is not only real battles, large and small, but of course a palace battle.
And Jian Yi's benefactor, Feng Jiu'er's nominal sister Feng Qingyin, was very powerful in the palace.
"Of course not." Jian turned his head and looked at Feng Jiu'er, "Even if it means taking my life, I won't touch a hair of yours."
Feng Jiuer stared at Jian Yi and raised her eyebrows: "You didn't do anything when you had the chance. Now you want to touch me. Have you asked my good sister for her opinion?"
She curled her lips proudly, turned sideways, and lightly patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder.
"Jian Yi, are you looking for death?" Qiao Mu looked over Feng Jiu'er and glared at Jian Yi fiercely, "Don't mention a hand, how dare you touch a hair of Jiu'er? Try?"
She wouldn't care about any agreement Jian Yi had with anyone. She, Qiao Mu, would not let anyone dare to touch Feng Jiu'er.
"Good sisters." Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu and smiled happily.
"You are no match for me." Jianyi glanced at Qiao Mu before looking away.
"But I have a hundred ways to make your life worse than death, just try it." Qiao Mu was not polite.
In sword competition, no one can beat Jian Yi, how could Qiao Mu not know?
But thinking about it, the Ninth Prince may not be inferior to her. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince is not her man, and she doesn't want to talk about him all the time.
"Anyway, don't think of anything else." Qiao Mu rolled his eyes at the sword again, and his eyes fell on Feng Jiu'er.
"By the way, who does this guy owe his life to?"
"My eighth sister in the Feng family, Feng Qingyin." While Feng Jiuer spoke, she did not forget to glance at Jianyi.
"If she hadn't been a noble concubine of the Qing Dynasty now, how could Jian Yi have let us be together."
"It turns out he is a frustrated man." Qiao Mu glanced at Jianyi and raised his eyebrows.
Looking back to Feng Jiuer, Qiao Mu continued: "Your eighth sister doesn't seem to have a good relationship with you. Why do you want one of your hands?"
"More than that." Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course, she wants more than just my hand."
"Fortunately, our sword hero couldn't bear it and helped me negotiate the price."
"One hand is not enough? For such a poisonous person, I will give her a good try when I return to Beimu Country." Qiao Mu said angrily.
"Vicious people generally don't end well." Feng Jiuer shrugged nonchalantly, "Qiao Mu, you'd better find a way to save our sword hero."
"I don't want him to destroy his future at such a young age. The cutest murderer in Beimu Country might really be able to kill Feng Qingyin after he returns."
"Jiu'er, let's set off." Mu Mu stood behind Feng Jiu'er and said softly.
Feng Jiuer looked back and stood up.
"Jianyi, don't say I didn't remind you. I suspect Feng Qingyin has known your identity for a long time. You really shouldn't go back and risk your life."
After leaving a few words, Feng Jiuer and Mu Mu left.
Jian Yi was stunned for a moment and stood up.
Seeing his serious eyes, Qiao Mu couldn't help but frown.
"If you doubt Jiu'er, you can test Feng Qingyin after you return."
"How old is she? She is willing to marry an emperor who is older than her father. You can imagine her greed."
"Anyway, I don't believe she is a good person. The only one I believe in is Jiu'er. You can do whatever you want."
If it weren't for Jian Yi's handsome appearance, which seemed to be not only pretty but also quite stunning, Qiao Mu wouldn't be willing to talk nonsense with him.
She was a little reluctant to give up when she thought that this promising, handsome, but most importantly, simple and unscheming man was ruined in the hands of a treacherous concubine.
Shaking his head, sighing slightly, Qiao Mu walked back.
Jianyi looked at Qiao Mu for a while, then stretched out his long legs to follow.
"Try? How... how to try?"
Qiao Mu turned his head and looked at the person who was following him, his eyebrows were a little happy, but soon became a little disgusted.
"Can you be any more stupid? Just pretend to die one more time and see if she will put aside her own glory and wealth to save you. Isn't that enough?"
Jian Yi looked at her, but before he could react, Qiao Mu got on his horse and left.
The dignified No. 1 killer in Beimu Country was abandoned by a stream. He didn't react until the team set off and passed by not far from him.
After glancing at the figure not far away, Feng Jiuer turned her head and looked at Qiao Mu.
"What did you say to him?"
"Let him die again." Qiao Mu also glanced at Jian Yi.
"It's so direct, I wonder if he understands it." Feng Jiuer sighed lightly, "Oh, this guy is too simple."
"It's useless to worry too much." Qiao Mu held the horse's rope and looked away, "However, Jian Yi was so handsome. It's a pity that he died."
"You don't need help because you're ugly?" Feng Jiuer stared at the person next to him and half-squinted his eyes.
"You can do whatever you want, you're not mine." Qiao Mu frowned and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Feng Jiuer shrugged and said nothing.
She has already said everything she can say.
Suddenly, a familiar explosion sounded from the horizon.
Everyone turned back at the same time, looking at the side where the sound of the flare exploding was heard.
"Not good." Zhao Yusheng's deep and loud voice lingered in everyone's ears, "The pursuers have caught up, hurry up!"
In an instant, everyone tightened the horse's rope, held the horse's back with their legs, and moved forward quickly.
After entering Yuecheng, this was the first time I encountered pursuing soldiers.
The closer we get to the Black Pool, the more uneasy everyone feels, and they are very well prepared at this moment.
The team continued to move forward, and about a quarter of an hour later, the inaudible sound of arrows was heard from both sides at the same time.
"Everyone, be careful!" Feng Jiang stood in front of everyone with a sword and shouted.
Everyone immediately took out their weapons and prepared to fight.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" resounded throughout the grassland.
The arrows came one after another, and everyone had to slow down.
Soon, the pursuers from behind gradually approached. From a distance, it was still clear that the leader was Feng Jin, the eldest prince of the Feng clan.
After chasing for more than half a month, the battle finally arrived!
