He had fought thousands of miles, and even if he rode a horse into the enemy camp alone, he had never been afraid, but just now, it was just dozens of people in black, which made him panic inexplicably.

Ji Qianmo covered his chest, mouth, and in his mind, a cute and beautiful little face suddenly flashed, and Lin Yi's joy, anger, sorrow, coquettishness, and scolding were all deeply imprinted in his heart.

He suddenly understood what he was afraid of just now, he was afraid that he would die, separated from Lin Yi's yin and yang.

Since he had her, he was no longer him, and in his heart, all the time, there was an extra bond, so that he was thinking about it every moment.

Thinking of a person in his heart is undoubtedly fatal for a general who fights on the battlefield, which will distract him and increase the danger.

However, thinking of a person in his heart, this sweet feeling has never been felt before by him, and this tenderness in his heart, even if it is a fatal threat, he is also willing to eat it.

Ji Qianmo thought about Lin Yi, and he couldn't wait to see her more and more, but the road was far away, and there were many obstacles on the road, it seemed that tomorrow, he couldn't travel in the middle of the night, he had to leave enough time to rest at night, so that he could have the spirit and energy to avoid accidentally dying on the road.

Because when he was fighting with the man in black just now, Ji Qianmo's leg was injured a little, so he sat in the corner of the ruined temple, leaned against the broken wall, and began to treat the wound.

He briefly cleaned the wound, then took out the wound medicine from his bosom and applied it to the wound.

When he was taking the medicine, Ji Qianmo's mind immediately remembered the scene when Lin Yi gave him the medicine before.

Thinking of the previous incident, Ji Qianmo couldn't help but be funny and nostalgic.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, Ji Qianmo's heart sank, his eyes quickly swept into the broken temple, and he saw several Buddha statues standing in front of him, Ji Qianmo's eyes were slightly dark, his figure flickered, and he disappeared behind the Buddha statue in an instant.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon, from outside the ruined temple, several figures walked in.

Ji Qianmo looked intently, and saw that there were three people coming, all black from beginning to end, even with a black cloth wrapped around his head, and his face was also covered tightly with a black cloth.

Several black-clothed people were tall, and although they were tightly wrapped, Ji Qianmo still felt a strong murderous aura from their eyes.

Ji Qianmo wondered in his heart, how could he let him meet two groups of people in black one night today.

It's just that I don't know if these three men in black are in the same group as the men in black who just besieged him.

After Ji Qianmo hid behind the Buddha statue, he remained silent and quietly observed the three of them.

When the three of them came in, they looked left and right, and then each of them found a stone and sat down.

Then the three of them began to speak.

It's just that the three of them didn't speak the official accent of Tianchi Kingdom, it was like a dialect somewhere, and Ji Qianmo couldn't understand a word when they spoke.

Ji Qianmo couldn't understand what they were saying, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, carefully observing their expressions when they spoke.

At this moment, one of the men in black suddenly stood up from the ground, and muttered loudly with his dancing hands, his expression very excited, as if he was saying something very angry.

The two people next to him hurriedly reached out to pull him, and then persuaded him with good words, and finally persuaded him, and finally, he was pulled by the two and sat down slowly, and the three of them were silent for a while, and one of them, taking out food from the baggage, gave a piece of bread to the other two.