Yu Feng and the others secretly admired Feng Tianwan, but they didn't expect her to keep such a hand.

Xu Yi dealt with the soldiers of the feudal kingdom and hurried to follow.

The hound ran fast, and the terrain in the mountains was dangerous, and Feng Tian had no martial arts foundation at night, so he didn't run fast at all, and he almost couldn't keep up.

Yu Feng had no choice but to pull the hound to stop and walk, so that he did not throw Feng Tianwan off.

After two or three hours, Feng Tianwan was already a little prostration.

Yu Feng was anxious to find Nan Xuanchen, and almost opened his mouth to leave with Feng Tianwan on his back, but Feng Tianwan was his daughter or the future princess of his master, he didn't dare to have such an idea unless he didn't want to die.

Fortunately, Feng Tianwan was stubborn and held on, but her feet had already ground out blisters, and every step she took was like walking on a needle mat.

Yu Feng and the others are all rough men, and they have received all kinds of training since they were children, and this bit of leg and foot kung fu is nothing to them.

When they rested halfway, Feng Qianwan went to the corner without saying a word, dealing with the blisters on his feet, and Yu Feng reacted, Feng Tianwan is a young lady from an official family, she has been pampered since she was a child, where has she suffered like this, not to mention that Feng Qianwan has never made a pit or shouted bitterness along the way.

Yu Feng couldn't help but feel distressed, and when Feng Tian took care of the wound and put on his shoes later, he went over and handed over the water bladder and said, "Miss Feng, you have suffered." ”

Feng Tianwan raised her eyes in a daze, looked at Yu Feng, and looked indifferent, "Where did you come from?"

The theory of suffering. ”

"This" Yu Feng sighed, "You are the daughter of the Hou Mansion, you have been squeamish since you were a child, how have you ever come to these places to suffer, I feel uneasy." ”

After this trip, Feng Qianwan had calluses on her hands and feet, but the girls of the official family were all fine-skinned and tender, and they took care of their skin very much, Feng Tingwan probably felt a little sad in her heart, but she didn't want to say it.

"Why are you uneasy" Feng Qianwan said, wrapping a cloth belt around his palm so that his movements would be neater, "Yu Feng, I had a dream before, I dreamed that although I was still squeamish, my ten fingers did not touch the spring water, I only liked to fiddle with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, do you know how it ended?"

Yu Feng was stunned, and subconsciously replied, "I don't know." ”

Feng Tianwan's eyes were a little cold, and he said, "The end is that I let others fiddle and torture, but I am powerless to resist." Eventually, I had to witness the killing of my loved ones, and I had a knife cut all over my body, and there was hardly a single piece of the body intact. Therefore, this little bit of suffering and torture is nothing at all, if I am still so delicate and weak, I will be raised as I dreamed, and I will be allowed to be a mermaid. ”

"It's just a dream, why should Miss Feng take it to heart." Yu Feng said hurriedly, "Besides, the prince and I will not let others bully Miss Feng, even if that person is the prince, it will not work."

He is loyal to Nan Xuanchen, since Feng Tianwan is the future princess, then he will naturally be half the master of Feng Tianwan.

Feng Tianwan couldn't help but smile and said, "Although you don't have a good brain, you are very loyal." ”

Yu Feng pouted, "Is Miss Feng praising me, or is she laughing at me?" ”

"Naturally, I praise you." Feng Tianwan got up, "Keep walking." ”

Yu Feng really didn't hear any compliments, but the sky in the mountains would get dark very quickly, and they couldn't delay any longer, so they hurriedly followed the hound to find someone.

They would inevitably encounter some vassal soldiers coming down the mountain along the way, but Yu Feng always dealt with people quickly, and later estimated that it would be some time before the horn sounded, and they would never meet the vassal soldiers again.

The sky was getting darker, and the temperature in the mountains was much lower, so Feng Tianwan couldn't help but shiver.

The trees are towering, and they can still faintly see a bright moon, the moonlight is as cold as hoarfrost, and they can still see the misty silhouette as they walk.

Presumably because the smell persists, so the hound can still track it.

It's just a cold wind passing through, the residual leaves rustling on the treetops, and the white mist rising in the forest, which is a bit strange.

It was not easy to walk at night, but now that it is foggy again, it is even more difficult to walk.

Feng Tianwan only walked a few steps in the fog, her head was dizzy, her feet were weak, she wanted to hold on to the tree trunk, but what she saw in front of her was confused, she grabbed the air, stepped on a piece of gravel under her feet, and fell down the hill before she could scream.

Her throat hurt, and she hit all kinds of rocks on her body, and she gritted her teeth in pain.

She didn't know where she had rolled, there was no light around her, she knew that

The white mist was different, and he stood up and took out a pill and held it in his mouth. After a long period of relief, her throat returned to normal, and her head was no longer dizzy, but her body was slightly bruised.

She had a spark on her, and by the light of the moonlight, she gathered some dead leaves and lit the light.

Feng Qian thought to herself, she had no internal strength, so she couldn't stand it after breathing in the white mist for a while, even if Yu Feng and they could carry it for a while, but they couldn't survive the dawn, she had to crawl back to find them.

When she had dealt with the abrasions on her body and her sense of smell had regained, she smelled a rotting stench, almost disgusting and retching.

She had smelled this kind of smell, it was in the Luoguxiang, but the old man had only been dead for two days that day, and the smell was not strong, and it was not comparable to the current smell.

She had another Pure Heart Pill in her mouth, lest she would be poisoned by the corpse later. Finding a branch and lighting a fire, she slowly walked towards the source of the stench.

Occasionally, there was a black shadow hula jumping, and Feng Tianwan was also creepy, and when she looked at it, there were many crows staying nearby, and she was even more sure that there were dead people nearby.

The smell of corpses became stronger and stronger, and before long, there were several corpses of vassal soldiers in front of them, which had been eaten beyond recognition by crows. A few steps further, she actually saw the corpse of Tie Jun, although the corpse was highly decomposed and could not be seen, but she would not admit it in military uniform.

There is no trace of a fight here, and they all inhaled the white mist and died of poisoning here. Those vassal soldiers found this place, but before they could go out to report the news, they were also killed.

She couldn't help but worry more and more about Nan Xuanchen, the mountains were cold, and she was sweating profusely because she was walking to identify the direction and avoid the corpse.

Unexpectedly, she accidentally tripped and almost fell. When she came back to her senses, she found that something had pulled her ankle, even if she was calm, she was afraid of ghosts, she trembled, and desperately tried to shake it off.

The thing grabbed her firmly, and because Feng Qian used a lot of strength to get late, the black shadow was dragged by her and fell directly at her.

"Ah" Feng Tianwan exclaimed, and subconsciously kicked the black shadow away, "Don't catch me"

The burning branch fell to the ground, and the light of the fire weakened a little.

It was not easy for Feng Tianwan to walk alone in the pile of corpses, but now he was frightened again, and his body was weak and fell to the ground. When she saw the black shadow slowly crawling towards her, she was almost frightened, and finally gathered her attention and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Seeing that the black image was a person, I guess there were lucky people among them who survived, so I just arrested her to ask for help.

The black shadow heard her voice again, trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse.

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