Feng Wu lit his hands rhythmically, then lay down on the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed, while the groom drove the carriage quickly in front.
There was a sudden sudden stop, and Feng Wu opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes dark. The person following him wanted her life. At first, he thought he was just following him, and was still thinking about how to ask him.
"Prince Princess." The coachman called Feng Wu with a trembling voice.
Feng Wu sighed: "You go."
Then the sound of panicked footsteps faded away, and the horse paced uneasily.
At this time, Feng Wu had a thin strand of black hair slipping down, hanging on his long and fluttering eyelashes. There was a thick ink in his eyes that could not be dissolved. He opened the curtain and looked at the person in front of him, wearing a mask.
Feng Wu couldn't tell.
However, looking at the beautiful python robe on his body and the dust in his hands, Feng Wu frowned and his eyes flashed. She knew who it was, but she still asked in a pretentious manner: "You are from the palace, who asked
Are you here?"
There was no trace of panic in Feng Wu's voice. Instead, he was very calm, as if he didn't know what would happen next.
Rongwei didn't say anything. He continued to use his strong internal energy in his hands, looked at him with extreme indifference, and said in an indifferent voice: "Someone wants the Crown Princess to die."
"Really?" Feng Wu lowered his eyelids, calmly and calmly.
Rongwei didn't speak, and the atmosphere around him changed in vain. Feng Wu felt that strong internal energy was rushing towards him like a tide.
With a muffled groan, Feng Wu was knocked away, and his entire body was slender and fragile and quickly fell down the cliff behind him.
Feng Wu stretched out one hand, and the fine powder fell from the cuffs along the wind, leaving traces of Feng Wu's fall. His eyes changed instantly, full of chill: "Qin Ziyue, Qin Shixuan, you are doing well."
Feng Wu's body fell rapidly until Rong Wei could no longer be seen. Then he used the internal strength in his body to spot a strong tree. He drew his sleeves upward and a water dragon wrapped around the tree.
Feng Wu turned the long silk tightly with one hand and hung it in the air, looking at the dense jungle below. Then he looked above. There were some clouds and mist blocking it. Obviously, it was more difficult to go up.
Frowning slightly, Feng Wu waved his hand and let go of Chang Ling, letting himself fall downwards quickly.
When he was about to reach the ground, he saw the right moment, wrapped himself around a thick branch, turned his body, touched the trunk of the tree with his toes, and stood steadily on the ground.
After looking at the surrounding plants, there was no trace of human movement or damage, and he sighed heavily.
Feng Wu spread the powder around that would allow Xiao Qiu to find her. The reason why she didn't take action was that she didn't want to be exposed, but her previous idea didn't work anymore.
The husband had only been away for a few days, but they couldn't hold it in anymore. It was obvious that they were going to fall out. They were convinced that the husband would definitely die outside, so they started to take action without hesitation.
They are not afraid of the news getting out, because they are sure that all the people around the husband have been replaced by theirs. As long as they can cut off the news, the husband will not get any news.
Feng Wu's pupils were filled with coldness, it was simply a wishful thinking, but the thought was quite beautiful.
Originally, Feng Wu wanted to save some face for each other, or show some superficial consideration, but it seems that there is no need for it now.
Since they dared to do this, news would soon spread that she encountered bandits and fell off a cliff, tragically dying.
She hoped that her husband would not be deceived when he got the news. She was quite sure that Xiaoqiu would find her. As for now, let's take advantage of it.
Feng Wu looked around and saw that the forest was blocking out the sun, the trees were dense, and the visibility inside was not high.
"Wooden Hump." Feng Wu muttered in a low voice and walked forward. He saw the place where the water flowed: "Found it."
However, looking at the dark place ahead, something was squirming, making a thick breathing sound, heavy with a rough breath.
"Oops." Feng Wu cursed secretly and immediately stopped, looking directly at the thing and holding his breath. The two sides looked like they were in a silent and tense confrontation.
The character "王" in the middle is particularly obvious, meaning "big insect".
The huge body exuded the aura of a king as he stared at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu could only secretly say that he was unlucky. It was neither good nor bad to leave now, and it would be wrong not to leave. There were a few shining silver needles in his hands.