In the carriage, the faces of the old master and his party were full of black lines, Yangzhou is only a three-day trip from Los Angeles, and this matter will inevitably reach the ears of His Majesty Luo Ming, so that the forces where they are may change.

Xiao Luo sighed lightly, looking unbelievable, and said, "Miss Xin'er, you are really ruthless, isn't this harming us?"

Xin'er sat down next to Feng Ming and said softly, "I'm sorry, if you are worried, you can leave." I can guarantee Sister Xiaoyun's safety. “

Everyone was silent, they were not without the ability to resist, but even if they fought with Feng Ran, what could they do? Xin'er would definitely not let Xiaoyun leave. In that case, it is better to stay here and wait for the wind to recover.

After walking for half an hour, the sky had completely darkened, and the four corners of the eaves outside the carriage were lit up with dim lights, and under the light of the stars, it could be regarded as being able to move forward.

It's just a lot slower.

In the carriage, the old master and his party all arrived on the second carriage.

In the first carriage, Feng Ran stood aside and said respectfully, "Princess, at the current speed, it will take another day to reach the place you said." “

"Got it. Xin'er nodded, she sighed softly, if it was daytime, seven hours would be enough.

Looking at the wounds on Feng Ming's body, she felt a faint pain. At the same time, she was a little worried, she always felt that His Majesty Luo Ming probably had other meanings, and the target was not anyone, but Mr. himself.

Thinking about it, his king is also sitting firmly, and Mr. has been following him, which is a hidden danger, he is going to get rid of Mr.

That's all the things in the world.

...... Three days later, at noon.

Feng Ming was lying on a bamboo bed, and some blood stains could be seen under the bed, which he had dripped from.

Now that the bleeding had stopped, there was no bump in the carriage, and the condition of the wound had improved somewhat, thanks to Xin'er's blood, and she drank some for Fengming almost every two hours.

There was no one else in the room, and Xin'er sat aside, looking at the decorations, everything was so quiet. It seems that she should be an extraordinary woman in the mouth of the husband.

Xin'er closed her eyes, and seemed to be able to see her eyes, her face, and that temperament, which must be unique.

Crunch~

There was a sound of the door opening on the side, and Xiaoyun walked in with the medicine. Putting it on the wooden table, he said, "Mr. Fengming's injury has improved significantly, and he should wake up in less than ten days, let's ...... It's time to leave, forcing our way through the gate of Yangzhou a few days ago may cause us some trouble. “

Xin'er nodded, "Sister Xiaoyun, what happened a few days ago is really a good idea, and I'm really worried about my husband's safety." If you really have any trouble, you can come to me in the Land of the Wind and give you protection in my name. “

Xiaoyun nodded, Xin'er has the right to say this, and she also has the strength to say this.

She brought the medicine to Feng Ming, took a sip of it herself, and then fed Feng Ming. She has been like this these times, and she knows that although Miss Xin'er didn't say anything, she will definitely be relieved.

Xin'er got up, sat down next to the bed, and asked, "Sister Xiaoyun, what do you want Xing Fan to do?"

This was the doubt in her heart, and she didn't know much, but it didn't mean that no one told her this.

Looking for the old master, they belong to the Mengyan force, and they are the largest force in Xidan, and they don't know how much bigger than the Wind and Rain Sword Sect, and they are full of forces in every Zhou and county.

With such strength, coupled with the heavenly opportunities in the stars, it is very clear what they want to do when they think about it this way.

Xiaoyun was silent, got up and walked to the wooden table, and sat down.

After a while, he spoke, but asked instead, "Xingfan, who ranks first in the weapon spectrum, shouldn't we people in the rivers and lakes get it?"

Xin'er nodded, the weapon spectrum may be somewhat important to swordsmen, but it is not worth mentioning for them. It's like a gentleman.

Xin'er didn't ask too much, and most people could guess the result.

......

In the evening, the sunset forest.

Xin'er and Feng Ran stood in the forest, a carriage in front of them galloped, and quickly left, under the sunset, there was a bit of a peculiar style.

Xin'er looked at the sunset and said to herself, "Sister Xiaoyun, I hope we don't want to see each other." “

......

Feng Ran walked over from the rear and said softly, "Princess, the people of the court have already set their eyes on us, and we can't stay here for long." “

Xin'er was silent, she could more or less guess some of this, such a big matter as the Wind and Rain Sword Sect, it was only a matter of time before the news dispersed, but she never thought that they would come in just one day.

Xin'er turned around and walked towards the bamboo house. At the same time, he spoke, "Send someone back to the country of the wind first, and let my father send troops to come, the stars have been lost for a thousand years, and this time it can't be taken away." “

"Yes. Feng Ran nodded and turned to look at the sunset. Luohong is the most beautiful, this is her favorite scene.

Then she sighed softly, Fang Cai Xin'er's words were already very clear, she would not leave until Mr. Fengming recovered.

Feng Ran jumped to the top of the bamboo forest, "If Your Majesty sends troops into Xidan, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of all countries...... I'm sorry princess, I can't send someone to the Land of Winds. “

Yes, no.

As the sun sets, the shadow of the wind grows longer and longer, but it looks a little lonely.

In the bamboo house, Xin'er sat at the wooden table and fell asleep. She has been off for less than one day in the past few days, and she has finally reached the limit.

In the middle of the night, Feng Ming opened his eyes. With a sword in hand, he sat up.

At the same time, he frowned and let out a soft snort.

It was a wound, and his white clothes were still stained with blood, and they had become shabby, and there were sword cuts everywhere.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, glanced at Xin'er, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......