Feng Tian's words surprised Zhang Lin, and he shook his head: "No, Holy Maiden, you are injured, don't be on duty all night." You and Miss Xiuyun have a good sleep, with me Zhang Lin here, no one or beast can hurt you. ”

"No! Brother Zhang, our journey must be extremely difficult. Maybe tomorrow you will meet an enemy or a bandit. Therefore, no one can overdraw their physical strength, so we take turns to rest, even if we don't want to sleep, we can also take care of our internal breath. So that when danger strikes, we can deal with it. ”

"But ......"

"No need to say any more, you go to sleep first, I'll guard first."

After Feng Tian finished speaking, he jumped onto a low tree and looked into the distance. Xiuyun shook her head lightly at Zhang Lin, and followed, and the two had to find a place and lie down.

Feng Tian looked at the twinkling stars in the sky and sighed softly.

God, you wore me here to suffer, right? However, I will not be defeated like this, and the people who have hurt Feng Tian and me, I will seek justice from them one by one.

The three hours soon came, and Feng Tian jumped down from the tree and came to Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin was not asleep, and felt someone shaking in front of his eyes, so he immediately opened his eyes and sat up.

"Holy Maiden, rest well!" Zhang Lin said.

Feng Tian nodded: "It's hard work, Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Lin smiled and jumped onto a tall and stout tree. He had a feeling that the saint had changed, becoming more cautious and stronger than before, but there was hatred in her heart, and that hatred might slowly destroy the entire kingdom of Qihu.

……

In this way, the shift of duty was changed, and the sky gradually brightened. Feng Tian opened his eyes, stretched hard, and looked at Xiuyun and Zhang Lin.

"Brother Zhang, Xiuyun, do you know which country's city is closest to the Qihu Kingdom?"

Zhang Lin thought for a while and responded: "Hui Shengnu, it is Qingqu City in Daqi Country." It's about a hundred miles away from this forest. ”

Feng Tian nodded: "Well, then let's do it, before it gets dark today, we will try to get to Qingqu City." Brother Zhang left a mark for Elder Shen along the road so that he could find us. ”

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" Zhang Lin and Xiuyun nodded together.

The three of them walked out of the woods and walked along the path in the direction where Qingqu City was located, there were no cars and horses, they could only walk for a while and stop for a while.

On the road leading to Daqi Qingqu City from outside the territory of Yunhu, there were thorns, birds and beasts in groups, Zhang Lin carefully protected Fengtian and Xiuyun along the way, leaving a lot of scars on his body.

At the same time, he did not forget to leave a mark on Shen Changfeng and his sister Zhang Yuan, hoping that they could find the saint as soon as possible.

Every time he walked to a relatively safe area, Feng Tian took out the wound medicine and asked Xiuyun to help Zhang Lin smear the wound, and after this back and forth, Xiuyun gradually developed a good impression of this tall and brave Snow Mist Clan warrior.

Feng Tian saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart. She secretly swore that when she returned to the Snow Mist Clan, she would find an opportunity to promote the happy event of Zhang Lin and Xiuyun, which would also be the first strange encounter she had through this other world, and she would perform a wonderful magic show for Zhang Lin and Xiuyun, so that they could feel the excitement from the future on their wedding day.

When it was getting late, Feng Tian and the others found a remote broken temple, and the three of them discussed for a while, planning to enter the broken temple to rest for a night, and at this time, Nangong Jin had already entered the territory of Daqi Kingdom.

"Lord Wang, we are finally back. Why don't you rest for the night and then rush back to the capital. Rong Zheng looked at Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin nodded, tightened the reins of his mount, and the horse immediately stopped.

Nangong Jin jumped off the pure black horse and led the horse towards a nearby inn. After a long drive, I did feel a little hungry.

When the innkeeper saw that he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, Nangong Jin, who was extraordinary, walked in and greeted him with a courteous face.

"Does Childe want to stay at a hotel or eat?"

Nangong Jin looked at the shopkeeper, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Let's have dinner first, and then stay overnight." ”

The shopkeeper nodded, beckoned Xiao Er to come out, tied the horses for Nangong Jin and Rong Zheng, and then welcomed the two of them into the first floor of the inn. The hot tea that Xiao Er brought them.

"Let's drink some hot tea first. It's too hot, I see you've been on a long journey, so you should be thirsty! ”

Rong Zheng got up, took the teapot in the little second-hand, and thanked him.

Xiao Er turned to leave, Rong Zheng poured a cup of tea for Nangong Jin, and then sat down beside him.

"Lord Wang, you say, will the Snow Mist Holy Maiden still stay in the country of Qihu?"

Nangong Jing picked up the cup in front of him, gently sipped the hot tea in the cup, and looked at Rong Zheng.

"No, if this king guesses correctly, the Snow Mist Clan must have rescued her from the Qihu Kingdom, but if she wants to return to the Snow Mist Peak smoothly, I am afraid that it will be difficult." In front of Nangong Jin's eyes, a delicate and beautiful little face appeared.

"So, don't we really have to help her?" Rong Zheng asked.

Nangong Jin smiled faintly and did not answer. He only picked up the tea cup in front of him and gently took a sip of the fragrant tea in the cup.

Seeing this, Rong Zheng also picked up a teacup, poured a cup of tea into it, and then poured it into his mouth suddenly, the hot tea immediately burned his throat, and Rong Zheng looked at his master with a painful face.

"Always so careless, as one of the four masters of the Great Qi Country, how can you not even deal with a cup of tea, if someone poisons this tea, will you also drink it all in one gulp?"

As soon as Nangong Jin's words came out, Rong Zheng looked at him with a panicked expression. After Nangong Jin glanced at him, he glanced at the man wearing a hat sitting at a nearby table.

"Why should this gentleman hide in the shadows and eavesdrop? Why not stop by for a hot cup of tea? ”

Nangong Jin's words lagged behind, and the man sitting at the table slowly got up and walked towards Nangong Jin.

"His Royal Highness King Jin is really astute, Shen admires it!" The man took off the hat he was wearing on his head, and it was none other than Shen Changfeng, the elder of Snow Mist Peak.

Nangong Jin glanced at Rong Zheng, and Rong Zheng immediately got up and gave up the chair. Nangong Jin smiled elegantly and invited Shen Changfeng to sit down.

Shen Changfeng nodded lightly, sat down, Rong Zheng poured him a cup of hot tea, and then stepped aside.

Nangong Jin looked at Shen Changfeng and asked lightly, "I don't know if Elder Shen has ever found the whereabouts of the Fengtian Holy Maiden, how could he come to my Daqi territory alone at this time?" ”

Shen Changfeng smiled faintly: "Since our clan sent people to Daqi Country to ask His Royal Highness King Jin for help, Shen Mou set off to Jihu to find the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden, although I heard that His Royal Highness King Jin arrived in Huhu, but he has never had the opportunity to meet His Royal Highness King Jin, and now the Holy Maiden escaped by luck, Shen came to Qingqu City to wait for His Royal Highness King Jin. ”

Nangong Jin frowned slightly and asked, "What does Elder Shen mean by this?" ”

Shen Changfeng straightened his face and said slowly: "Prince Hu Guoxuan imprisoned my Saintess of Snow Mist Peak, and the Saintess almost died. For such a wicked act, I Xuewu will definitely get an explanation back. And King Jin was willing to lend a helping hand at my critical juncture in the snow and fog, such kindness, and the snow and fog were remembered up and down. Shen came here today to wait for His Royal Highness, in fact, he had something to ask for. ”

"What do you mean, is it true that Yin Shaoxuan captured the Fengtian Holy Maiden?" Nangong Jin asked.

"It's true. If it weren't for my clansmen saving the Holy Maiden in time, I'm afraid of ......" Shen Changfeng sighed lightly.

Nangong Jin's slightly twisted sword eyebrows stretched slightly, he looked at Shen Changfeng, and asked lightly.

"So Elder Shen wants this king to hide the secret of the Holy Maiden's escape from the Qihu Kingdom, right?"

Shen Changfeng's eyes tightened, and he looked at Nangong Jin: "His Royal Highness King Jin is really witty. That's right, the Holy Maiden is the noble body of my Snow Fog Peak, but she died in the Nine Kingdoms of Chenhu. Such a big revenge, I Xuewu Peak can't help but take revenge. ”

After a pause, he continued: "However, if the news of the Holy Maiden's safe departure from Wanhu spreads, then Yin Shaoxuan will never give up. And the matter of my Snow Mist Clan's desire to avenge the Holy Maiden will also be put on hold. Besides, we saints are kind-hearted, simple and kind, and will definitely find a way to suppress this matter in order to seek a good neighborly harmony. The saintess can endure such a vicious anger, but I, Shen Changfeng, can't. ”

Listening to Shen Changfeng's words, Nangong Jin's handsome face showed a smile of unknown meaning.

The saint is kind-hearted, simple and kind, whose conclusion is this? Her little claws like a small beast are so sharp and cunning, who would dare to make her angry? Those who angered her should be blessed with themselves.