Yes.

Uneasy in your heart.

Feng Qingchen did so much for her, and she has always been just the one who was helped.

She was really unable to stand still even though she knew something might happen to Feng Qingchen.

So she had to go this trip no matter what.

Ren put down his supper: "Miss, you eat something first, I'll help you clean up. How many days will it take to leave?"

Bai Mingwei sat obediently at the table, ate the supper prepared by Ren seriously, and looked at Ren gratefully: "It's about five days on the way, but within fifteen days, I will definitely come back."

Fifteen days are already the limit.

We must not only give Mr. Gongsun an answer, but also prepare to regain the next two cities.

The fifteenth day is the longest time she can evenly produce.

After hearing this, Ren silently put a few warm underwear and two cloaks into the bag, and stuffed two small silver notes into the bag, as well as some emergency medicines.

After the bag was ready, Ren said, "You have dinner first, I'll get you a knee pad."

Bai Mingwei was confused: "Knee pads?"

Ren nodded: "I've made it for you. You often run around outside. It's easy to get sick from freezing in winter. You're prepared for knee pads and wrist pads, which can make you feel a little more comfortable."

Bai Mingwei felt warm: "Thank you, second sister-in-law."

"Oh!" Ren smiled.

At this moment, a bowl of thick porridge exudes a sweet smell.

Bai Mingwei drank porridge with pickles. When a bowl of porridge was finished, Ren handed it to her with the newly prepared knee pad.

"When you are on your way at night, remember to put on your cloak, put your knee pads and wristbands on, so that you can feel better."

"I have put a silver note for you in the bag. Remember to change horses frequently and anti-freeze plasters. Remember to apply them from time to time. If your skin is frostbite, it will be bad."

Bai Mingwei nodded seriously: "Second sister-in-law, I have recorded it all."

Ren put his cloak on Bai Mingwei: "Grand girl, Chuanyi and Mr. Gongsun have me to take care of, and there are also seventh brothers and sisters and deputy generals of the military affairs. Don't worry, go! Have peace all the way."

"Okay." Bai Ming buckled his cloak, put on warm clothes, and took a horse with fast foot and good endurance in the stable, and then left overnight.

She didn't explain anything because she knew that even if she was not here, everyone here could do their best to keep Liancheng running smoothly.

...

The morning breeze and the waning moon.

The snow gradually stopped after a few days.

The snow is covered with knees, and the world is covered with silver, and the scenery is empty.

The little white marten, who was avoiding the cold wind in the master's clothes, suddenly raised his little ears alertly.

It crawled onto Feng Qingchen's shoulder, hugged Feng Qingchen's neck, and pointed ahead and yelled.

Feng Qingchen tied the reins: "Hmm? Is there an ambush ahead?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many men in black rushed out of the snow one after another.

They used snow as a cover, like shadow guards, hiding in the snow, hiding their bodies and voices.

Perhaps they were discovered, and before Feng Qingchen and his group entered the best ambush position, they all appeared and grabbed their weapons and came to kill them.

Feng Qingchen had a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the ambush in front of him was insignificant. He threw the little white marten on the back of the white horse:

"Take them away, if you are frightened and run away, I have to give your skin to the little girl."

The little white marten instantly exploded. It grinned at the master a few times, then grabbed the white horse's mane and drove them and their mother to the side.

At the same time, a large net was covered with wind and cold moonlight, and the terrifying blue light shining.

The entire net is inlaid with sharp blades, which are highly poisonous.

"Get back!"

Feng Qingchen shouted softly, and the accompanying guards immediately scattered.

The bamboo pole in his hand rotated out of thin air, like a sharp gear, cutting off the sparse and unbridgeable net.

Just as the fragments of the big net fell, he gently stirred his right hand, and his internal force swept in the air with countless sharp blades.

He swung his sword gently, and the sharp blade roared out in an instant, and the assassins around him fell to the ground one after another.

And the bamboo pole also fell into his hands at this time.

Blood spread, and dozens of corpses fell into pools of blood.

The remaining assassin slowly retreated and pulled a long distance from Feng Qingchen.

Obviously, they will not attack a person with overestimation.

"kill!"

Feng Qingchen spit out a word lightly, and five guards drew their swords and rushed to the surroundings.

The guards were all first-class experts and quickly beat the assassin to no power to fight back.

But at this time, another group of assassins appeared from a further distance.

They quickly formed a circle with gongs and cymbals in their hands, surrounding the group.

"Dong!Dongdongdong..."

The noise of gongs and cymbals came from all directions, making it uncomfortable for ordinary people, let alone those who are sensitive to hearing like Feng Qingchen.

Obviously, the assassin wanted to use this method to seal his hearing.

He frowned tightly.

But I still haven't been lost and panicked by the sound of gongs and cymbals.

With a casual swing, several steel needles shot out quickly. The assassin fell to the ground, and a gap immediately appeared in the encirclement.

Feng Qingchen rode his horse towards the direction of the gap.

But at this moment, the gap was filled.

The assassin beat the gong cymbals in his hand more and more quickly, and smoke ignited around him, and the smoke spread with an extremely unpleasant smell.

The sounds from all directions and the smell everywhere.

The hearing and taste that Feng Qingchen used to identify were sealed.

Without vision, even if he has great skills, he is trapped in this small world and cannot move for the time being.

The little dark horse kept shaking its head, as if it was disturbed by the smell, and it could not bring its owner to a safe place at this moment.

The guard's horse has completely lost control.

The guards were too busy to take care of themselves, and even made a fuss about protecting the master.

"snort!"

Feng Qingchen sneered, and the storm surged around him, and an invisible wave of air surrounded him.

The fog and attacks were all swept away by this wave of air\/.

He actually wanted to disperse the smoke that spreads all over the fields with his strong internal strength.

But at this moment, a crossbow arrow pointed at his vest.

The moment the internal force spread, the person holding a crossbow arrow rose into the air and pulled the mechanism, and the crossbow arrow shot towards him like lightning.

The crossbow arrow avoided the air waves and reached his back.

But because of the deafening sound of gongs and cymbals, the sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the wind, he did not notice it for a moment.

Seeing that the crossbow arrow was about to hit the vest, the assassin smiled coldly.

"Feng Qingchen!"

A call sounded, and a figure that rushed towards him was faster than a crossbow arrow.

Immediately afterwards, he was pressed down on the horse's back.

He heard the sound of crossbow arrows passing through the air above, and he also clearly felt blood splattering on his face.

The sound of day and night was also extremely clear in the noise.

"Feng Qingchen, why are you so careless?"
Chapter completed!