In the secret guards' reports.

They learned how the situation in the wild forest was so "chaotic".

The assassin was besieged by poisonous substances and rushed to escape. After some people died, he remembered that \/Light a torch to dispel the poison.

Although the number of poisons is huge, when more than a thousand people lit the torches at the same time, they still cannot get close to the assassin.

In addition, the assassins' positions kept moving backwards, and they had already moved away from the powder sprinkled by Xiaobai, and the desire for poisonous substances to attack was not that strong.

From the time they saw someone, they gradually became passive defense. When the assassins completely left the range of the powder they dropped, they stopped chasing.

As soon as the assassin breathed a sigh of relief, a group of people suddenly appeared, and they came up and chopped them. The two sides quickly fought together.

The assassin, who had just experienced a nightmare, was caught off guard by the five hundred people and was once at a disadvantage.

But the huge gap in strength and the amount of experience ultimately made them turn the situation around and completely kill the five hundred people.

However, after these two battles, more than half of the two thousand people lost, and in the end there were only about seven hundred people left.

Feng Qingchen listened silently. When the secret guard finished speaking, it picked up the little white sable and put his forehead over, and praised softly: "It's worthy of being Xiaobai! One is worthy of a thousand!"

The little white marten's ears suddenly turned back, his pink mouth widened, and his obsidian nose kept twitching, revealing a fox-like smile.

Feng Qingchen put it on his shoulders, and it hugged Feng Qingchen's neck, rubbed it around with its head, and looked at Bai Mingwei provocatively from time to time.

Bai Mingwei was too lazy to argue with this little guy, let alone a little hero.

This little hero helped them solve a large number of assassins.

She raised the corners of her lips and was obviously in a good mood: "More than 700 people, the situation is very favorable to us."

Feng Qingchen took out two plums and handed them to her: "Yes, we have the advantage at present. Go and have a sleep soon. See you tomorrow morning."

Bai Mingwei held two red plums, as if holding something extremely warm. She glanced at Feng Qingchen deeply, then turned around and entered the tent of the female family.

Feng Qingchen listened to her rustling footsteps leaving, and a faint smile remained on his lips.

Bai Yu appeared beside him, handed him a kettle, and thanked him with a smile: "I'm sorry, Junmaster Feng."

Feng Qingchen took a sip of water and shook his head gently: "Young Master Qi, don't be polite."

Bai Yu stopped talking and turned around and left.

Feng Qingchen sat on the shaft of the car, listening to the mountain breeze blowing through the treetops and making a slight ripples, but his thoughts returned to the sea of ​​pear blossoms that he had accidentally entered when he was young.

Thinking of the little girl with a smile like a flower, there was always a gentle smile on his lips.

...

The next day.

It was lightly bright.

This is a misty and humid morning, with fog spreading across the dense forests and rivers, and the faint morning light cannot shine through the rich fog.

The surroundings are terrible.

There was a boat parked at the ferry, and the coffins were being carried onto the boat one by one and carefully parked.

I don’t know when it started, but the surroundings were terriblely quiet, and I could only hear the sounds of walking and the sound of gurgling water.

Suddenly, the fog swelled.

Something came from the mist.

As the fog surging became more and more intense, it was only when people saw that it was countless rockets flying in. When the person carrying the coffin came to react, the ship had been ignited.

Almost at the same time.

Someone had his head emerged from the river, and under the fog, he quickly jumped onto the boat, took out the water bag from his waist, and poured the tincture oil inside into the fire.

"boom!"

The fire suddenly rose high and spread rapidly to other places, connecting together at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming a flood of water, and finally converging into a sea of ​​fire that can swallow everything.

All ships and coffins were rolled in.

The man carrying the coffin also tried to organize the fire to put out, but soon became disorganized, and the ship was filled with screams and shouts, constantly in his ears.

The masts fell, and the burnt wood crackled down.

Seeing that the fire was fruitless, the people on the boat were ready to abandon the boat and escape.

A group of people immediately jumped into the river and rescued their companions while fighting with the assassins who set fire to the ship.

At the same time, the female family members who had not boarded the boat made heart-wrenching cry when they saw this scene.

"No……!"

"father--!"

"Husband——!"

They looked at the coffins that were swallowed by the fire, their eyes were so bloody that they were about to rush to the ship regardless of everything, trying to save the "body" of their dear and beloved from the fire.

The slender and thin woman needed two guards to try her best to stop her before she could hold her body, which seemed to contain huge power.

So they knelt on the ground, crying so hard that they almost passed away.

Even if they could not make any sound due to the severe sadness, they could be seen from their seemingly broken expressions that they were heartbroken.

At this moment, a group of men in black appeared from the fog.
Chapter completed!