Chapter 3: Another Wave of Assassinations?!

Su Mujiu was shocked, turned his head, and dodged this sharp long sword.

A strand of hair beside her cheek was cut off and scattered in the air.

Grandma's, didn't her master say that after the catastrophe of the waterfall, she will be rich and safe all her life?

Now that she has come to a strange world, the arrow marks on her cheeks are still faintly painful, and even her hair has been cut at this moment!

Su Mujiu just felt that he was happy all over his body at the moment, braving the anger of the group.

But in the next second, he showed a bright smile as if it was spring in March, "General, if you have something to say, who is Su Linglong, I don't know!" ”

Now, even if you die, you have to insist that she doesn't know her.

If only this pursuer was the iron-blooded general in front of her, her ears could faintly hear the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, but I was afraid that it would not be long before she would be surrounded by the officers and soldiers who set fire to her.

She's just not able to fly.

"Hmph." This iron-blooded general didn't talk nonsense to Su Mujiu, he jumped off the horse with a leap, and the sword once again galloped towards Su Mujiu's face.

Su Mujiu felt the endless cool breeze coming with a strong internal force, and even the air was faintly floating, she gritted her teeth, and reflexively borrowed the thick trunk to reach the top of the tree with a few ups and downs.

Thirty-six strategies are the best policy!

The iron-blooded general's cold eyes narrowed slightly.

This woman is so not simple, this body is as light as Yan is not at all as the intelligence says, is there something wrong with the intelligence?

The iron-blooded general didn't have time to think about it, so he chased after him with his sword.

In terms of martial arts, this person is also the best in the world, and it is naturally not a problem to chase a weak woman who escaped.

But in an instant, the iron-blooded general blocked Su Mujiu's way.

The two stared at each other, and there was silence all around, so quiet that even the sound of birds flapping their wings could be heard clearly.

Su Mujiu's heart beat faster, her five fingers gradually condensed into a fist, and her smart eyes flashed with unwillingness.

Damn, this body is too weak, it took too much physical strength to consume those archers in the dense forest before, and now she is also a strong crossbow bow, otherwise she would not have been caught up by this iron-masked general so quickly.

For a moment of Su Mujiu's chagrin, the iron-blooded general had approached Su Mujiu's body, and the long sword had been raised high, swaying silver light in the moonlight.

It only takes one moment, and Su Mujiu will definitely end up with blood spilled all over the ground.

No, she couldn't die.

Su Mujiu bit her lip, and her eyes gradually condensed with tenacity.

At this critical juncture.

With a sound of "Huh-", a speeding arrow feather struck at Su Mujiu's back.

There is a sword in front and a feather in the back.

Su Mujiu is suffering from the enemy at the moment.

And a weird smile rose at the corner of her mouth, she showed her teeth, and her thin lips opened lightly: "Goodbye~"

After saying that, she fell down, kept falling, and hid in the lush dense forest.

The arrow feather fell straight in front of the iron-masked general, he raised his hand to block, the arrow feather and the sword body collided, and the iron sword made a sound of contention, shaking slightly.

"Harmless arrows? Damn it! No matter how hard the Iron Mask General tried, he couldn't bear the fatal arrow, and the last one turned sideways, and the arrow feather slashed his wrist, and the long sword in his hand lost control and fell straight down.

The Iron Mask General gritted his teeth and looked in the direction the arrow feathers were coming from.

On the plain, a high-spirited young man in red rode on a horse, his long hair fluttering in the wind like splashed ink, and a bright smile rose at the corner of his mouth, smiling defiantly at the iron-masked general.

As if mocking this subordinate defeated.

The Iron Mask covered his wounded hand and slipped off the tip of the tree.

And after our Su Mujiu fell from the tree, he couldn't care about being injured all over his body, and he was struggling to move forward at the moment, in order to escape.

But her consumption is too great, this body can't bear it at all, and now she can't even use light skills, so she can only move forward quickly with her legs.

Alas, heavens.

Look at God, for the sake of me trying so hard to escape, come to a savior!

Su Mujiu looked at the sky with sparse stars through the gaps in the leaves, and prayed sincerely.

Prayer to prayer, the speed of her feet did not dare to slow down.

However, as she ran, she suddenly stepped on the air, and she felt her body light, and her head was dizzy, and when she reacted, she realized that she had been constricted by a woven net and hung on a tree.

No, my God, why is she carrying it so much today?

Su Mujiu struggled, and was about to take out a hidden dagger from his arms and cut the web, but suddenly saw a group of men in gray robes suddenly appear out of nowhere.

And the dress of these people is obviously not the same group of people as the people from the previous burning slave village.

One of the men, who was slightly dressed, said to the others, "Let's do it!" ”

"Hmm." The men nodded, exchanged the looks in each other's eyes, and gradually approached Su Mujiu.

"Hey, hey, big brothers, if you have something to say, I was born black, and I am very thin, and I have no money at home, so don't tie me up! We can discuss it, right? I can do laundry and cook! Cooking stir-fry ·······"

Su Mujiu saw that this big thing was not good, and while chattering with everyone, he laboriously cut the weaving net with the hand hidden behind him.

These expressionless men heard Su Mujiu's small mouth and kept talking, their brows gradually gathered, and their faces became more and more ugly.

"It's noisy." The leader just said that.

Su Mujiu was about to change her rhetoric, but suddenly felt a stream of powder wafting in her face, with a faint peach blossom fragrance, and she subconsciously took a sip.

In the next second, she felt her body sink and her mind dizzy, and she fell completely.

With a "clang", the dagger she held in her hand slipped from her fingertips.

She-no-want-die-ah-

This was Su Mujiu's last thought before he fainted.

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"Ahem." A soft cough.

"Lord Wang." Then, there were respectful and reverent voices.

Su Mujiu's ears moved, and her hearing gradually woke up.

Then, she could smell the smell of medicine in the air.

Huh?

Where is this?

She didn't die?

Su Mujiu's eyelashes trembled, and she just wanted to sneak open a gap to observe the surrounding situation, but she heard the person gradually approaching, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

At this moment, she didn't know her situation, so she naturally couldn't act rashly.

"Ahem······ Is she awake? The initial coughing sound was made by this person, and Su Mujiu felt the strong smell of medicine on this person's body.

It turned out that the smell was from him.