Feeling the warmth coming from his arm, Feng Tian turned his head to look at Xiuyun and Zhang Lin, and said, "I'm fine, we have to enter Qingqu City before the city gate is closed, otherwise, if the enemy chases after us, then our previous efforts will be in vain." ”

Zhang Lin knelt down at her: "Holy Maiden, let's hide in this mountain forest for another day, the Holy Maiden is injured, and she can't stand such a hurry." ”

Xiuyun also looked worried: "Yes, Holy Maiden, you can't run anymore, you see, blood is spilling out of your wound again." Holy Maiden, just listen to Brother Zhang, we will rest in this mountain forest for one night tonight, and Brother Zhang and I will definitely protect you. ”

Feng Tian looked at the two of them and shook his head at them: "I have a hunch that someone will chase after me soon, this should be the junction of the country of Qihu and Daqi, whether it is Qihu or Daqi, they all have the right to kill suspicious people." ”

"But the Holy Maiden." Xiuyun's face was full of worry.

"The Kingdom of Qihu is determined to have a grudge against the Snow Mist Clan now, and they must be very careful, they will definitely go out to investigate to make sure that there are no Snow Mist Clansmen nearby. Now, we can only rest if we enter Qingqu City. Feng Tian looked at the two of them.

While the three of them were talking, the sound of a team of horses' hooves came from far and near, and they were about to approach the three of Fengtian. Feng Tian looked at Zhang Lin and Xiuyun, and glanced at the two of them, and the three of them each found a big tree, jumped on the branch, and hid.

In a moment, a team of guards with blades really came to this mountain forest, led by a military general, with a sturdy figure and a lofty weapon, Feng Tian felt as if he had seen it in the country of Jihu.

That person was Luo Ziyang. He looked around, and then said to a group of guards behind him, "Look carefully here, if you find someone from the Snow Mist Clan, you will be killed." ”

"Yes, General!"

After receiving the order, the guards dispersed, holding swords, and searched carefully in the forest, at this time, the wound on Feng Tian's shoulder was completely cracked, and blood dripped down.

Luo Ziyang was riding his horse and was about to walk forward, when he suddenly heard the sound of liquid dripping on the leaves, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the trees near him.

Seeing that Luo Ziyang was about to discover Ni Duan hiding in the tree, suddenly, a sturdy figure jumped down from the tree and threw him from his horse to the ground.

"Who? How dare you attack General Ben? ”

Luo Ziyang roared angrily, jumped up from the ground, and looked around.

The person who knocked down Luo Ziyang was Zhang Lin. Seeing that the saint was in trouble, in order to divert the chasing soldiers, he jumped down from the tree and attacked Luo Ziyang, hoping to draw his attention to himself.

Luo Ziyang fixed his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was dressed strangely, not like the people of Jihu and Daqi, but very similar to the Snow Mist Demon Man, he instantly turned red, raised the Seven Star Hammer, and chased after Zhang Lin.

Luo Ziyang shouted, and the guards who had dispersed earlier gathered back towards him, and when they saw Zhang Lin, everyone raised their swords and swords and surrounded him.

Zhang Lin was originally a master of the Snow Mist Clan, good at fists and feet, when it came to fighting alone, how could these guards in front of him be his opponents. However, all of the guards were armed with swords, and Zhang Lin couldn't use kung fu at all, and before he could break through the encirclement, he was stabbed several times.

Feng Tian was lying on the tree, his heart was like an ant. Zhang Lin exposed himself in order to save himself, and now that he is in trouble, he must not sit idly by.

Thinking of this, she straightened up, and when she was about to jump down, Xiuyun jumped down first.

"You thieves will bully one more person with more people." Xiuyun shouted as she ran towards the outside of the mountain forest.

Hearing a woman's voice behind him, Luo Ziyang turned around and caught a glimpse of a bright yellow figure flashing by.

"Leave this person alone, quick, grab that woman." Luo Ziyang said as he rode towards Xiuyun.

The guards turned around and followed Luo Ziyang to chase Xiuyun, one of the guards thought about it, turned around, stabbed Zhang Lin fiercely, and then ran forward again.

The mountain forest gradually fell silent. Feng Tian on the tree was already teary-eyed. She fell from the tree and knelt beside Zhang Lin.

"How are you? How are you? Feng Tian shook him gently.

Zhang Lin opened his eyes weakly and looked at Feng Tian.

"Saint, saint, while there is no one now, you, you go quickly, and then don't leave, and when they come back, it will be too late."

"No, I'm going to take you away, and Xiuyun, I'm going to take you away." Feng Tian's eyes were full of determination.

"Saint, saint, you, you are the soul of the snow mist, if, if something happens to you, then the snow mist peak will be completely finished. Hurry up, hurry up! Zhang Lin waved his arm, wanting to drive Feng Tian away.

Although Feng Tian has only known him for a few days, he knows that he is a person who values love and righteousness, looking at the scars all over his body, how can Feng Tian be willing to abandon him?

Zhang Lin seemed to see Feng Tian's thoughts, and in order to let Feng Tian leave ruthlessly, Zhang Lin grabbed the short sword that a guard dropped beside him, and stabbed it hard towards his heart.

"Zhang Lin!"

Feng Tian was taken aback by his sudden move. She shouted and threw herself at Zhang Lin, pressing his wound hard, tears pouring out of her eyes. However, Zhang Lin no longer had his breath.

Perhaps Feng Tian's voice was too pathetic, and that voice actually penetrated this mountain forest and spread beyond the mountain forest. Luo Ziyang shouted: "Fooled!" Go after the woman, and the rest will come with me." Then he turned and led him back into the forest.

Feng Tian stood up from the ground, pulled out the short sword inserted in Zhang Lin's heart, and swung it towards the canopy above. The yellow and green leaves fell one after another, covering Zhang Lin's face in an instant.

"Zhang Lin, I will definitely avenge you, Ji Hu Guo, wait for me!"

Feng Tian clenched her fists and ran towards the depths of the mountain forest, she planned to stop the blood spilling from her wound first, and then find a way to leave here and go to Qingqu City.

In the depths of this mountain forest, thick white smoke filled the air, and Feng Tian stopped and looked inside the thick smoke.

In the place where the smoke was at its highest, there was a faint sound of mystery, spreading outward layer by layer, revealing a little chill, so that the surrounding Holy Spirit Objects did not dare to rush in.

Feng Tian hesitated whether to continue forward, but saw that Luo Ziyang and his guards had already chased after him, Feng Tian turned his head and glanced at them coldly, and jumped into the smoke.

Luo Ziyang's horse's hooves stopped in front of the smoke, he looked into the depths of the smoke, and waved his hand at his men.

"Withdraw!" With a powerful order, Luo Ziyang turned the horse's head.

"But the General!" One of the guards looked behind the smoke with some reluctance.

"This soul fog is very evil, that woman jumped in, even if she doesn't die immediately, she will definitely not survive tomorrow, why should we take our lives for her." Luo Ziyang said coldly.

"But the woman ......"

"The Snow Mist Clan wants to interfere with the internal affairs of Jihu under the pretext of the Holy Maiden's whereabouts, and now these Snow Mist demons want to trick us into the Soul Lock Mist Forest, I, Luo Ziyang, will not be fooled!" Luo Ziyang said hatefully.

"My subordinates understand, the general is high, I admire it!" The guards shouted in unison.

"Come on, bring the body of the man from the Snow Mist Clan just now, and let's go back to the beard and see the king!"

After saying this, Luo Ziyang kicked his horse twice in the belly, and the horse galloped forward like an arrow full of bowstrings.

Luo Ziyang and his party hurried up, but in a few hours they rushed back to the territory of Jihu State, and he ordered his guards to tie Zhang Lin's body outside the east gate of the imperial city, and then hurried into the imperial city himself.

Yin Tianzheng was reading the recital in the imperial study, and Huang Qing walked in and saluted him.

"Your Majesty, General Luo has come to ask for a meeting."

Yin Tianzheng put down the imperial pen in his hand and looked at Huang Qing.

"What is he here for?"

Huang Qing shook his head slightly: "The old slave doesn't know, but General Luo seems to have mentioned the word snow fog just now." ”

"Snow Mist!" Yin Tianzheng frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, he glanced at Huang Qing.

"Let him in!"

Huang Qingben hunched his waist and walked out of the imperial study, and soon led Luo Ziyang into the imperial study.