Chu Yiyi was so disturbed by Feng Wuwu, her mind was blank, and she suddenly forgot how to play the Gu ballad, and was completely carried away by Feng Wuwu's singing.

She knew that if she couldn't successfully lure the mother Gu to Jun Mo Ran this time, there would be only one dead end waiting for her.

After all, Baili Heze has never been a soft-hearted person.

Thinking of this, Chu Yiyi slowly put down the Gu flute, stepped on the creeping corpse of the Gu worm, and approached Jun Mo Ran step by step.

"Regent, believe in Yiyi. You only need to give Yiyi a dewy relationship, and Yiyi will willingly hand over the mother Gu. ”

Feng Wu stretched out his arms and stood in front of Jun Mo Ran, and said indignantly, "Regent, don't believe her nonsense. As soon as you make love to her, the mother Gu is very likely to take root in your body, and when the time comes, you will only be reduced to a puppet of others. ”

Jun Moran understood that Chu Yiyi couldn't touch it, and he didn't have this thought.

But the most annoying thing is that Chu Yiyi can't be killed, otherwise the mother Gu in her body will die violently, that is, the sub-Gu on Mo Yinren's body will most likely get out of control and eat her body.

Phew-

Woooo

In a daze, dense rockets burst into the air with a fierce murderous aura.

Feng Wuwu looked back in astonishment, only to see a man dressed in white standing firmly at the foot of the mountain, looking out of place in the firelight.

"Regent, did your old man burn down the ancestral tomb of Baili Heze?" Feng Wuwu really couldn't understand the reason why Baili Heze frequently attacked Jun Moran.

Jun Mo Ran also noticed the white figure at the foot of the mountain, he thought that before he was fully prepared, Baili Heze would not show up easily.

Unexpectedly, Baili Heze became more and more aggressive.

"Feng Wuwu, hug this king."

In fact, the Shadow Guard had been lurking in the shadows for a long time, and Jun Moran just wanted to see the strength of the other party.

But the sudden appearance of Feng Wuwu made him have to be extremely careful.

After all, the sword has no eyes.

The most important thing is that Feng Wuwu has no internal strength at all, and the melee combat is acceptable, and it is particularly passive to deal with the arrows and feathers in the sky.

Chu Yiyi looked at the sharpshooters gathered at the foot of the mountain in shock, only to feel that the firelight made her heart tremble.

Baili Heze must have learned that she had missed again, so he planned to kill her all together.

Thinking of this, Chu Yiyi's legs trembled in fright, and with the flute in his hand to resist the flying arrow feathers, he stumbled in the direction of Jun Mo Ran, "Regent, if Yiyi is dead, your situation will definitely be more passive. When the time comes, the emperor will fall ill, and even if you are not blamed, you will be accused of being a protector. ”

Feng Wuwu's brows furrowed, she also knew that Chu Yiyi's death would bring a lot of trouble to Jun Mo Ran.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Wuwu said calmly, "Regent, you protect her first. The master is good, and he can't go wrong. ”

"Shut up and hold on to this king."

“………”

Feng Wuwu saw that Jun Mo Ran didn't pay attention to Chu Yiyi's meaning at all, so in order not to cause trouble, he had to be obedient.

She suddenly regretted it, she knew that she couldn't help, so she shouldn't have rushed to the eastern suburbs recklessly.

It's good now, tens of thousands of quenched arrows and feathers at the foot of the mountain are flying together, and Jun Mo is dyed and indulged in divine skills, and he can't withstand the attack of the people and horses of Baili Heze in turn.

Fortunately, Si Ming, who was hidden in the shadows, outflanked him from the periphery with the palace guards at a critical moment.

Seeing this, Baili Heze opened his bow and pulled the string, and fired several arrows at Jun Mo Ran.

Each arrow carries a murderous awe-inspiring momentum.

Chu Yiyi, who was hiding behind Jun Mo Ran, was deeply afraid that Jun Mo was killed by an arrow, so at the last moment, he rashly stepped forward and pushed hard to peel Feng Wuwu from Jun Mo Ran's arms.

Jun Mo was furious, kicked Chu Yiyi aside, and then rushed towards Feng Wuwu.

He untied the cloak on his shoulders with one hand, wanting to block the dozens of sparks of arrows in front of him for Feng Wuwu.

However, the speed of the arrow feather was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached Feng Wuwu's body.

Feng Wuwu dodged and retreated, and after deftly avoiding several arrow feathers, he found that there was already a hundred-foot cliff behind him.

Just when she thought she was cornered, Jun Moran stepped forward and stood in front of her, facing the menacing arrow feathers head-on.

Whoop –

Whew-

A series of seven spark-quenched arrow feathers hit Jun's ink-stained flesh and blood.

"Regent ......"

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Moran leaning back and leaning down, and hurriedly hugged him in his arms.

"Let it go."

Jun Moran raised his eyes to look at the panicked Feng Wuwu, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This little thing, after all, is worried about him.

"Lord Regent, you must not be okay with your old man." Feng Wuwu glanced at the arrow feathers that were stuck directly into his body, and he was terrified.

At the foot of the mountain, Baili Heze squinted his eyes slightly, but he didn't see Feng Wuwu behind Jun Moran, so he raised his hand again and shot the most deadly arrow towards Jun Moran's heart.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu knew that there was no way out, gritted his teeth, and simply jumped off the hundred-foot cliff with Jun Moran.

Jun Moran thought that Feng Wuwu, who spared his life, would escape from the battle, but he didn't expect her to be righteous, so he jumped off the hundred-foot cliff with him.

Feng Wuwu put one hand around his sturdy waist, and while quickly untying the ribbon wrapped around his waist, and knotting it with one hand, he wanted to put the ribbon on the dead wood on the cliff.

Jun Moran glanced at half of the dead wood on the cliff, estimating that the dead wood could not bear the weight of the two of them.

Moreover, even if Feng Wuwu was sent to the dead wood, she might not be able to survive until the palace guards arrived.

Thinking of this, Jun Mo Ran risked the blood collapse of the wounds on his body, and used his strong internal force to protect Feng Wuwu, who was trying to climb the cliff without stopping.

Bang –

A loud bang sounded like thunder on the ground in the valley.

The dust and smoke billowed and dispersed with the miasma at the valley floor, and the aroma of grass mixed with the smell of earth came to the nostrils.

When Feng Wuwu opened his eyes again, he thought he was dead again, but he found that he was tightly protected in his arms by Jun Moran, not only was he not smashed into a meatloaf, but he was even unscathed.

But Jun Moran, who was under her, fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

"Regent!"

Feng Wuwu sat down beside Jun Moran and shook his arm gently, "Don't sleep." I'll take you home. ”

"Don't make any noise, let this king sleep for a while."

Jun Mo stained many wounds on his body cracked, bleeding nonstop, and his face was as white as paper.

Feng Wuwu lightly touched the hem of his blood-soaked clothes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his palms, "Your old man still has thousands of family fortunes that have not been squandered, so you can't swallow your breath so hastily." ”

“………”

Jun Moran could hear Feng Wuwu's voice, and even secretly rejoiced because of her worries.

It's just that he can't lift his eyelids, and even the strength to reply is exhausted with the bubbling blood.

Feng Wuwu frowned, knowing that if he dragged on like this, he might not have waited for help, and Jun Moran had already died of anger.

In desperation, she had to tear off his blood-soaked clothes with her bare hands, and pull out the arrow feathers that were deeply pierced into his body for him with her own hands.

"Regent, bear with me, old man. If it hurts, just swear a few swearing. ”

Feng Wuwu raised his hand and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, except for his distress, there was nothing else.

Between them, it is clear that water and fire are incompatible.

A few days ago, she wanted to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth.

At this moment, she only hopes that he can live well.

"Regent, I'm not going to make your old man angry again."

"It's me who is wrong, I have been spreading my wings on the edge of being beaten. If you come back to life, I promise that I will never speak ill of you behind your back again. ”

Feng Wuwu held the arrow feather that was directly inserted into Jun Moran's chest with both hands, and he was really scared in his heart.

Jun Mo Ran felt guilty because of the number of arrows in her body. If he has any more longs and shortcomings, she is afraid that she will be uneasy for the rest of her life.