Murong Yao'er snorted coldly, lowered her head and soaked the bowl in the stream, Wang Yan stood behind her, holding the cake and the edge of the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating comfortably.

After a while, Murong Yao'er finished washing the dishes, slowly got up, brushed aside the bangs that blocked his vision, looked at Wang Yan, and said calmly.

"I think you're overthinking."

As soon as the words fell, he heard a sound of breaking wind behind him, Wang Yan, who was eating with a smile, instantly threw away the chopsticks, took out his left hand, and pressed it on Murong Yao'er's shoulder, suddenly a tingling pain, Wang Yan frowned slightly, but he didn't let go of his hand, but endured the pain and pulled Murong Yao'er into his arms, and the feather sword flew past Murong Yao'er's back, leaving a gap on his clothes.

Without saying a word, Wang Yan put Murong Yao'er on his shoulder, turned his head and ran away.

A burning sensation was spreading from the palm of his hand to his arm, and Wang Yan could bear it, and his forehead couldn't help but be covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

More than a dozen feather arrows flew out of the forest one after another, all of which were shot towards Wang Yan, Wang Yan hurriedly changed Murong Yao'er's posture, from shoulder resistance to princess hug, and threw away cakes and rice bowls.

Hiss! Wang Yan gasped, the moment his palm pressed on Murong Yao'er's back, it was like touching a soldering iron, Wang Yan had hugged countless daughters in his two lives, this was definitely the most painful one in his life, it hurt to touch his own hand! There are also side effects!

"Are you a hedgehog?" Wang Yan finally couldn't help but complain, and the sweat on his face had already slid down his face in a line.

Murong Yao'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she glanced at Wang Yan fiercely, and her jade hand turned around, and there was an extra white pill in her hand.

"If you don't want to die, open your mouth!" Murong Yao'er whispered.

Wang Yan hurriedly opened his mouth wide, could he not know that he was poisoned? Murong Yao'er put her hand in front of Wang Yan's mouth, and flicked it into Wang Yan's mouth like a marble, hitting the throat directly, and Wang Yan swallowed it in one gulp.

At the entrance of the pill, a burst of coolness spread from the lower abdomen to the limbs, and the burning sensation surging from the arms dissipated in front of this coolness, and was soon completely extinguished, Wang Yan's comfortable strengths took a breath, and then his head lowered suddenly, and a big face suddenly approached Murong Yao'er's face.

The two faces were almost attached in an instant, Murong Yao'er was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses in an instant, and a silver light suddenly flashed between his fingers, and the next moment he stabbed towards Wang Yan's neck.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the arm, and in an instant, the arm lost sensation, and the silver needles on the fingertips suddenly fell to the ground, Murong Yao'er gritted her teeth and looked at Wang Yan who was close at hand, with a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

With the sound of a breaking wind crossing, Wang Yan raised his head suddenly, returned to his previous position, and frantically rushed towards the coming Tiance Guard.

There are many people hidden in the forest, but there is only one who is good at archery, and from the very beginning, Wang Yan only dodged that person's arrows.

When Wang Yan threw away the chopsticks, Tian Cewei noticed something strange and led the army to rush over, after Wang Yan dodged the headshot arrow, Tian Cewei arrived, Wang Yan got into the shield wall, Tian Cewei suddenly became two teams, one team covered Wang Yan, and the other team killed the forest.

Under the cover of Tian Cewei, Wang Yan successfully returned to the camp, and when he arrived at the camp, Wang Yan put Murong Yao'er down without saying a word, pulled out a short knife from his boots, and rushed back towards the forest.

Murong Yao'er looked at Wang Yan's back with cold eyes, and her right hand slowly touched her left arm, but until now, her left arm has not regained consciousness.

Wang Yan turned around to fight to escape the embarrassment, just the moment Murong Yao'er took out the silver needle, Wang Yan took measures without thinking about it, his own strength was not small, Wang Yan could foresee the purple marks on her arms.

Tian Cewei rushed into the forest, the assassin was no longer there, Tian Cewei did not rush in, but just advanced ten zhang into the forest in a formation and turned back, Wang Yan rushed to the outside of the forest, and Tian Cewei, who rushed in, happened to retreat.

The leader of the team handed a broken bow to Wang Yan, although Wang Yan was not good at identifying bows and arrows, but at a glance he concluded that this was a good bow, and he could also conclude that the person who pulled the broken bow must be the one who was good at making the bow, and the person who could fly a hundred steps with arrows and the strength of the head was not reduced, in addition to the need for exquisite skills, strength was also indispensable, and it was obvious that this broken bow did not withstand fourteen consecutive shots and broke.

The bow is engraved with the mark of the White Lotus, obviously the assassin is not a Xixia person, but a person from the White Lotus Sect, as for the target, it is most likely herself and not Murong Yao'er, this time she is only afraid that she will be implicated by herself.

Wang Yan returned to the camp with the broken bow, Murong Yao'er glanced at the longbow, raised his head slightly and asked with some doubts.

"What do you mean?"

"They are members of the White Lotus Sect, and most of the targets are me, you should be implicated by me." Wang Yan said honestly.

Murong Yao'er snorted coldly, took the longbow from Wang Yan's hand and looked at it carefully.

"This bow is the master who hides in the woods?"

"It's not." Wang Yan replied affirmatively. "If it were him, I wouldn't be safe."

"It seems that that master is not from the White Lotus Sect." Murong Yao'er threw the broken bow into the bonfire and said casually.

Not necessarily! Wang Yan replied in his heart and didn't say anything.

"Since the target of those people is you, stay away from me from now on, so that you will not be affected by you again." Murong Yao Eryu flipped his hand, and there was an extra porcelain bottle in his hand as if by magic. "The poison on your body, one Ice Jade Pill can't be dissolved, and it takes one pill a day for seven days to get rid of the toxin."

"Can someone pick you up in Pingzhou?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I feel that the Thirteenth Prince has set his sights on you, and the fact that you don't know martial arts has been exposed, and I need to ensure your safety before you can go on the road."

"You think I need protection?" Murong Yao'er asked in a disdainful tone.

"Yes." Wang Yan replied dryly. "You don't know martial arts, and that little poison on your body can't guarantee your safety."

"Are you underestimating the poison I concocted?" Murong Yao'er stared at Wang Yan's face, looking displeased, and asked in a cold voice.

Wang Yan wanted to say, 'It's a bit nonsense for you to say this, you are poisonous, you don't know when you are a Xixia person?' If they use a long-range attack, they can catch you by just weaving a net, and when you fall into the hands of the Tanguts, you know what will happen! When the words came to my mouth, I finally decided to swallow it back into my stomach, do what I had to do, and ask for her permission when I needed to.

At the end of the lunch break, the team set off, Wang Yan picked up the dishes and chopsticks, the cakes and vegetables could not come back, and he was a little hungry, but he could only wait for dinner to eat.

Wang Yan rode on a horse, looking around vigilantly, when he was just attacked, Wang Yan felt that powerful aura approaching, but he didn't show up, there must be a conspiracy, and the most angry thing is where is Moy? What are you doing? Where are all the Jinyi palace guards under his command dead? Didn't you say that they were secretly guarding around the team? Are they all annihilated?