Jiu'er slept soundly indeed. In his dream, he seemed to be back in the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors.
It's this feeling of being held lightly in his arms, this feeling of having him by your side, that makes people feel extremely at ease.
She didn't know who the aura lingering around her now belonged to. It seemed to be different from the Nine Emperors Uncle, with a faint herbal fragrance.
However, apart from this hint of herbal fragrance, it still seems to be very similar to the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Jiu'er couldn't tell clearly. She only knew that sleeping in his arms made her feel at ease. Her body, which had been tired for so long, was completely relaxed. She didn't even want to wake up from such a dream.
Originally, everything was so beautiful, but in the middle of the night, nightmares began one after another.
Someone was attacking the Phoenix City of Uncle Nine Emperors. In the huge crowd, it was not clear who it was. All that was known was that he was wearing armor and sitting on a tall horse.
With a wave of the long sword, countless soldiers immediately swarmed Phoenix City.
They are about to attack the city! The people and soldiers of Phoenix City fought bloody battles, but where is the Ninth Prince?
Where is their most beloved and trusted Ninth Prince now? Why did the Ninth Prince, God of War, not appear when they were in the most difficult and dangerous time?
The city gate is about to be breached! Jiu'er's hands are clenched tightly, and she is so flustered that she really wants to go down and fight with everyone.
But her body was so light that she seemed to be floating in the air, and she could only watch helplessly as the soldiers and civilians of Phoenix City lay in a pool of blood one after another.
The general who attacked the city smiled proudly and said loudly: "Your god, your Ninth Prince, abandoned you all for a woman!"
"He is not worthy of being your master! He is not worthy of commanding you! As long as you surrender, as long as you loudly say that the Ninth Prince is a traitor, and everyone will no longer follow the Ninth Prince, I will let you live!"
The soldiers still rose up to resist, but the common people began to cry one by one.
Finally, everyone shouted in unison: "The Ninth Prince is a traitor! We will no longer follow Zhan Qingcheng!"
"Uncle Nine Emperors is not a traitor!" Feng Jiuer was startled, sat up suddenly, and woke up from his dream in an instant.
No! Uncle Nine Emperors is not a traitor! Uncle Nine Emperors did not want them! Uncle Nine Emperors just...
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was surrounded by a dark cave. There was a faint firelight in the cave, and people could vaguely see everything nearby.
She's in a cave!
The man sitting not far away was looking at her with complicated eyes.
Feng Jiuer's hand subconsciously fell on her chest and she gasped for breath.
She actually dreamed that Uncle Nine Emperors left the people and soldiers of Phoenix City behind for her and followed her to the Phoenix Clan.
And the worst thing is that when Uncle Nine Emperors arrived at the Feng Clan, a large number of officers and soldiers wanted to attack the city.
The people and soldiers of Phoenix City suffered terribly in her dream, and in the end they all betrayed Uncle Nine Emperors.
The dream was so real, as if it was really happening in front of my eyes. Jiuer's heart was trembling when he saw it, and he was following the blood of the people.
If Uncle Nine Emperors really left, if someone really attacked the city during that time... Jiu'er really didn't dare to think about it!
When she woke up and saw Jiu Qing sitting on the other side of the cave, looking at her calmly, Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Uncle Nine Emperors was still sensible and didn't really follow him.
She was not willing to let Uncle Nine Emperors become a sinner for the ages because of her alone.
Jiu Qing just looked at her briefly, then took off the roasted chicken from the fire and wrapped it in the prepared fresh leaves.
He walked to Feng Jiuer and put him down next to her.
The smell of meat brought Jiuer back to reality from his ignorant dream.
Rubbing her eyebrows, she finally calmed down. She looked down at the roast chicken and let out a breath.
It seems that although this Jiu Qing is a martial artist, his survival skills in the wild still need to be improved.
Half of this roasted chicken is burnt, which is okay, but the other half is good.
Looking around Jiu Qing, he saw that several more roast chickens had been thrown down and thrown away. They were all piles of black charcoal.
However, black charcoal also has a pattern, one is completely black, one is mostly black, and this is the third one.
After Jiu Qing sat down, she picked up the mostly black one and started to chew on it.
Feng Jiuer said hurriedly: "It's already mushy, don't eat it."
Not to mention, the feathers of this roast chicken are not very clean. The burnt feathers and the burnt flesh are sticky together, which makes it really not that...well, not very appetizing.
But in comparison, the one she had was indeed much better, and the progress was so rapid.
His self-learning ability is very strong!
"My only one is better. Let's eat together. Anyway, I can't finish it alone." She thought about it.
Jiu Qing didn't say anything, he tore off the burned flesh and threw it away, and took a few bites of the rest.
He frowned, probably because even he knew it was a bit hard to swallow, but he just frowned, and then accepted it.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a superior person is wronging himself.
Feng Jiuer even had the feeling that she was willing to give him the best in the world.
Well, I have only felt this way in front of Uncle Jiuhuang. Although this Jiuqing has an ugly face, the herbal fragrance on his body makes it impossible to detect his original aura.
However, when I calmed down and looked at him, he actually had a noble aura.
Jiu Qing glanced over with cold eyes, and Feng Jiuer immediately looked away, not daring to stare at him again.
How could she forget that Jiu Qing didn't like being stared at, maybe because of her disfigured face.
Feng Jiuer didn't say anything else. After eating the intact half of the roast chicken, she turned around and looked at the night outside.
The night was dark, but it was just after midnight, and there were still at least two hours before dawn.
The dream just now made her unwilling to sleep.
She was really afraid that the dream would come true.
Although Uncle Nine Emperors was still in the Imperial City, and she had already left the Imperial City and walked a day and a night away, she still felt a little uneasy.
Why is Uncle Nine Emperors so obedient this time? If he is not allowed to follow, he will really not follow?
Why did the Masked Empress use this method to ask her to go to the Feng Clan to find treasures and martial arts secrets?
Although she really wanted this treasure and martial arts secret book, she always felt that the purpose of the Masked Empress was impure.
Although Xue Gu is willing to use her name to guarantee that the Masked Empress will not harm her, Feng Jiuer doesn't know whether she will harm the people around her.
With so many thoughts in my heart, I still can't untie the knot that binds me together.
Her martial arts skills were crippled, but she was asked to find new martial arts secrets. What was the purpose of the Masked Empress?
Could it be that she wanted to lure Uncle Nine Emperors away so that she could plan something with Emperor Qiwen?
Jiu'er breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Uncle Nine Emperors didn't fall into the trap.
