Suddenly, the fire outside the window was in flames, and the sound of musket shots was deafening.

"Canghai·? What's going on? I asked him, leaning out the window.

Outside, it was surrounded by countless people wearing crow masks, who attacked the room with muskets in hand.

"It's too late to explain to you, take another secret passage!" He grabbed me by the wrist and walked towards the antechamber.

The wooden table and wooden beams behind me were on fire and fell down, and tongues of fire licked my ankles, and the heat and pain spread throughout my body. The smoke was billowing and I was gasping and coughing.

I was forced to bend over, my head was groggy and I was coughing incessantly due to the large amount of soot inhaled. My eyelids drooped and my body fell uncontrollably.

I saw him stop, turn around, and stand in front of me.

Then I went black and fainted.

I don't understand why, but I always feel like I'm in a damp place right now.

I was patted and sat up in a daze.

A pair of gray-blue ears followed by a handsome face.

I gasped a few times, breathing hungrily in the fresh air without smoke. I touched my waist, and the dagger was still there. I looked down and everything was there.

I stood up against the wall, top-heavy, making me a little unsteady and falling backwards. Canghai's hand held my waist, and due to the effect of inertia, we fell backwards together.

Hopefully I don't get a concussion. I lay on the cold floor, and the pain made me awake.

He pressed against me, the warm breath on the tip of my nose making my cheeks hot. His soft hand rested on my waist and I had a strange feeling. I could see his handsome face even more clearly, and there was a scratch on his cheekbone.

This piqued my curiosity, and I was eager to know how this scar came about.

My hand touched his scar, and I stroked the skin of his face. I reacted to it, crossed the line, awkwardly withdrew my hand, pushed him, and motioned for him to get up from me.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm just a little curious, what's going on with the scar on your cheekbone." I stood up awkwardly against the wall, and behind me was a stone door, which I thought should be the secret passage that Canghai said.

"It's fine." He waved his hand, let out that charming smile, and stood up.

"So what do we do after that?" I'd love to break out of this awkwardness, if I had stood firm, I don't think it would have been so embarrassing.

"There's only one way, and it looks like we have to go this way." He grabbed my wrist, "There are a lot of traps in this road, be careful, don't get lost." ”

I nodded and asked him, "Canghai, where does this road lead?" ”

"Where does it lead? It should lead to the end of the Black Forest. He looked around and could see the conclusion.

"Let's go!"

Walking forward, let me think that I haven't rested for many days, the wounds on my body are oozing pus and blood, the pain is unbearable, and the straps are already wet with blood. Black pus and blood flowed down my legs, dripping on the ground with a sound.

I'm a little physically exhausted, and Canghai seems to see my predicament.

"Can't walk? Or I'll carry you on my back? "He asked me.

"Thanks, no need." Although the mouth is tough, the body is still very honest.

Shouldn't he be carrying me on his back, waiting? I don't know. I curled up in his arms, so tired, and after a while my eyelids fought, his tail swept over my ankles, a little itchy, I curled up my feet and shrunk into his arms again.

Yawning and holding his arm with my hand, the warm feeling made me even more sleepy.

Well, I still fell asleep in a huff.