When Jun Wuhuan and Huan Yuran watched Tuoba Yin's good show, Chu Ling was experiencing the most difficult time after coming to this era.

In the dark valley, Chu Ling was panting and lying on a rock to rest. Her heart was aching. The worst thing was that the wound on her left shoulder worsened again, and there was no need to mention the small injuries on her back. Knife wounds, scrapes rolling from the mountain, and scars scratched by branches or other in the forest. Even there was a shallow scar on her neck. If it was half deeper, she would be afraid that she would not be lying here to breathe, but would directly turn into a corpse.

Chu Ling recalled what he had happened these days and wanted to cry deeply for himself.

She didn't know whether she should be glad that Jiankun had lost his mind to become a demon and had no reason to notify the people of the tribe, or should she be sad that Jiankun had already become a demon and had completely ignored his life and death in order to kill her. She was obviously seriously injured and was poisoned, but Jiankun could just drag her to death to chase her. Chu Ling could only run away, saying goodbye to Nangong Yuyue, and paying attention to the situation in the Northern Jin Dynasty. The two of them fled and chased each other, and ran directly to the unknown deep mountains and forests. Now it was even better. Whether Jiankun suddenly woke up and wanted to find the people of the tribe or Chu Ling wanted to ask for help, there was no chance. Chu Ling was really worried. Maybe she and Jiankun died quietly and no one found them in the deep mountains, which was funny.

Trying to sit up from the stone, Chu Ling lifted the Liuyue Knife in his hand and looked at it. His hands holding the knife were trembling a little.

After thinking about it, Chu Ling took off a thin rope from his wrist that was already invisible and tied a knot. There were about ten knots of all sizes on the string. Today is the thirteenth day after she was chased by Jiankun.

Aww...

A wolf roar came from a distance, and Chu Ling took a deep breath and struggled to stand up. If she encountered a wolf pack at this time, it would be troublesome. She would not have the strength to fight the wolf pack now. Chu Ling looked up and looked in the direction, and went in the dim light towards the direction contrary to the wolf roar.

The mountains and forests were dark, and I could only hear the occasional sound of birds singing quietly. Even with Chu Ling's strength, I could only see clearly the vision of a very short distance ahead.

Chu Ling suddenly stopped and looked forward. Not far away, there was a vague figure standing under the tree, with a faint smell of blood. Chu Ling frowned slightly, and while holding the knife in his hand tightly, he took two steps back without any trace.

Sighing lightly, Chu Ling said, "Master, you should understand that you have been chasing me for so many days. With your current situation, you can't kill me. Why don't we let each other go?"

The person who came did not speak, Chu Ling said, "Where can't the world go with the martial arts of the commander? If you fight with me to the death, we all die in this deep mountains and forests, no one knows what the meaning is?"

"Tuoba Xingye's disciple is so eloquent." The person in the shadow suddenly spoke, his voice a little weak, but he was not as crazy as the previous day, and seemed to have become much more awake. Chu Ling's heart was thumping. This was not a good sign. Before this, Jiankun hadn't spoken to her for days, and every time he encountered him rushing over without saying a word, he would beat him. Chu Ling thought that Jiankun had really lost his mind and was crazy.

After laughing dryly, Chu Ling sighed, "The commander has won the award. What do you think of my proposal?"

Jiankun said lightly, "No, you kill Your Majesty... If I don't kill you, where will I get the face to see Your Majesty underground?" Chu Ling said helplessly, "Master, you are less than fifty, and you still have a lot of time to squander. It's not too late to wait for thirty or forty years to go on." Jiankun shook his head a little slow and said, "No, I don't have that long time, I don't need it. Your Majesty was stabbed in front of me. Jiankun had no face to see my gentry again. The wish for the rest of his life was to avenge Your Majesty."

Chu Ling said, "So, even if you kill me now, you don't want to live anymore?"

Jiankun was silent for a moment and nodded.

A person who wants to die naturally will not be willing to let his enemy go. Chu Ling endured the pain on his body, but still took a breath because he accidentally touched the wound.

"Grand Commander, you are so stubborn, and it is really no benefit to martial arts." Chu Ling advised bitterly. Jiankun actually chuckled and said, "My life is given by Your Majesty, and this skill is also given by Your Majesty. What does it have to do with me? Princess Wu'an, you are very smart and powerful, but unfortunately... not a member of my tribe."

Chu Ling was silent, and she didn't know what else to say with a person who wanted to die but wanted to kill her enemy. She didn't want to talk, but Jiankun still had something to say, "General Tuoba accepted the princess as his disciple, and it was his luck and misfortune. In this case, it would be a good thing that I could solve this hidden danger for him before I died.

Chu Ling took a step back vigilantly, "Since that's the case, let the commander take action."

Jiankun shook his head and said, "The princess has been running around these days, just to drag me to death? I am... indeed no match for you." Before he finished speaking, the figure in the shadow tilted and fell down. He held the trunk beside him and sat down slowly, saying, "The princess's accomplices are very poisonous."

Those so-called blood-sealing poisons are not necessarily very effective for masters like Jiankun. The main reason is the dosage problem. The amount of medicine that can be applied to hidden weapons is definitely not large. As long as the top masters do not hit the key points, they can block the bloodlines and acupoints of the whole body in an instant. On the contrary, this chronic poison will not attract much attention at first because the effect is not strong, but a moment later you will find that this poison is like a maggot in the tarsal bones constantly spreading all over the body. Unless the blood in the whole body is replaced, it will be driven away. Jiankun was confused earlier and felt that the poison was not fatal, so it took some time. When he found that even the most wise doctor of the Clan could not detoxify him, he realized how powerful the other party's calculation was.

If an ordinary person is infected with such a poison, he will definitely not do anything. He will only think about how to delay the poison and find a way to detoxify. But Jiankun did not. He only had an obsession in his heart, killing the assassin, and then dying for the Lord as he said.

However, Chu Ling did not relax his vigilance because of Jiankun's powerlessness, but instead had a worse premonition in his heart.

With a gritted teeth, she stopped talking nonsense with Jiankun and went straight away from him and headed in the other direction.

Jiankun's deep laughter came from behind him, and then a sharp roar came in the night. It was made by Jiankun, and the sound did not stop, as if it had some strange pattern. Soon, a wolf roar came from a distance, as if echoing Jiankun's roar.

Chu Ling's heart sank, and only heard Jiankun say, "Princess Wu'an, if you can escape from the sky tonight... I think your life should not be lost!" After that, Jiankun groaned, and a strong smell of blood spread in the mountains and forests. The sound of wolf roars in the distance immediately became more and more excited. Chu Ling could even feel that the wolves had come here. The bloody smell in the night obviously stimulated these beasts that had been hungry for a winter, and the sound of wolf roars came one after another.

Jiankun actually poked himself!

The people of the Clan have a tradition of training wolves. As the commander of the big guard, Jiankun is a first-class expert. It is unknown what unique way to control wolves. Not to mention that he also used his own blood to attract the wolves. This is really about to die with her. Chu Ling complained secretly in his heart, but he did not dare to stop for a moment and ran forward.

The wolf roared closer and closer, and Chu Ling soon met several wolves head-on. He glanced at the tree beside him, and Chu Ling took a deep breath and held the Liuyue Knife in his hand. She didn't want to fight with these wolves, and the blood would only stimulate the wolves more. But now she couldn't help making a choice. She used her light skills to jump onto the big tree four or five feet tall. What's more, without anyone supporting her, can she wait for the wolves to let her go? Maybe she will compete with whoever starved to death first, and the result is obvious.

The Liuyue Knife slashed a cold light and swung towards a wolf rushing in front. The moment the wild wolf's huge body passed by her, the neck was cut off by the Liuyue Knife. A large amount of blood rushed out, and the wild wolf fell heavily to the ground. The blood made the remaining wolves even more excited, and they rushed towards Chu Ling again without hesitation.

Chu Ling gritted his teeth and tried hard to dodge and swung his knife. He completely forgot the pain on his body, and used the most fierce body he could perform to kill all these wolves in the shortest time.

After a moment, the screams of the wolves in the forest became even more wild. A strong smell of blood filled the entire forest. Not far away, the sound of messy footsteps and the cold eyes and panting of the wolves became closer and closer.

Chu Ling waved the knife in her hand as if exhausted, while greeting Jiankun's eighteen generations of ancestors in her heart. She felt that she would fall down the next moment with each knife, but she always insisted on trying to swing the next knife. After all, she didn't want to really become the food for the wolf pack. Her boss in the fox nest was dead in the mouths of a group of wolves, which was a little ugly. Gradually, even the matter of greeting Jiankun's ancestors was left behind by her. Chu Ling could only keep moving her body, waving her wrist that seemed to be unable to lift. Every time she took the knife, the wolves screamed.

Chu Ling didn't know how many swords she had swung. Gradually, she felt as if she had a wonderful feeling. She seemed to have forgotten her fatigue. A strange force seemed to slowly rise in her body, and the sword in her hand was waving more smoothly and more freely. Before, she had to find the key points of the wolf pack for each sword she had swung, but gradually it seemed that practice made perfect. Every sword that would go out seemed to be the enemy's key points, and there was no need to spend any effort to consider the position and moves of the sword.

Chu Ling didn't care if his life shouldn't be defeated suddenly, and suddenly closed his eyes slightly and felt the trajectory of the wild wolf rushing towards him.

Take the knife—

The rich blood splattered on her body, and the wild wolf fell heavily to the ground and scared away the closest wolf.

Chu Ling did not stop and flew towards a wolf that was about to attack on the other side. The wild wolf that had just pounced on the air was slashed with the head of Liuyue Knife.

"Aowu..."

When it was lightly dawn, the roar of wolves resounded throughout the forest.

The wolves surrounding Chu Ling gradually stopped attacking and then began to retreat in groups. That was the order issued by the head wolf.

Chu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, watching the wolf pack's backs running away, finally falling off the ground and sitting on the ground.

Chu Ling sat on the ground and her mind was blank, and she seemed to have suddenly become empty. What Chu Ling wanted to do most now is to lie down and sleep hard, but she knew that she could not do this now. There was blood around her, and there were corpses of wolves everywhere. Anxie's wolf pack retreated, but the smell of blood would soon attract other wild beasts in the mountains and forests. If she couldn't hold on to faint or fell asleep here, she would really die.

He raised his right hand holding the knife, and the Liuyue Knife in his hand had already landed on the ground beside him. Chu Ling looked down at her trembling fingers, and her eyes suddenly turned red. An inexplicable aggrievance suddenly surged into her heart. This was the first time she really felt what is isolation and helplessness.

No matter in the past and present life, no matter what kind of people encounter, what kind of dangers they encounter. Chu Ling always knew that there were people around her, and there were companions from the fox's nest in her previous life, and the entire country was backed by the whole country. In this life, there were Jun Wuhuan and everyone with the black dragon. But this time it was different. No one knew that she and Jiankun were here, let alone Jun Wuhuan was seriously ill, and Nangong Yuyue could not escape from Shangjing Imperial City. Although there were many soldiers in Jingbei, there were almost no people who could find it here. This time... he exhaled a long sigh. If he survived the disaster, he would have good fortune. This girl is lucky!

After a while, Chu Ling picked up Liuyuedao who was landing on the ground and walked forward with some frivolous steps.

After walking for a while, she stopped. She sat alone under the tree, her eyes closed slightly. A scimitar was inserted into his chest, and there was a large piece of blood under his body. Perhaps the battle was too intense some time ago, and the wolves did not touch Jiankun's body. He was still sitting there, maintaining a posture of looking forward. However, there was no blood on his face and lips.

Chu Ling staggered to him a little, held the tree trunk and squatted down on one knee to look at him.

It took a long time to say, "I'm still alive."

Jiankun naturally would not reply again. Chu Ling looked around and smiled helplessly, saying, "If you didn't force me to be so cruel, I can still collect the bones for you. But now..."

Now, let alone collecting the corpse for someone, she felt it was difficult for her to move. But no matter how hard she was, she still had to leave here immediately, otherwise there would be big trouble if she delayed for a long time. A generation of masters died in such a place without anyone taking it... Jiankun only wanted to avenge the Northern Jin Emperor and then sacrifice his life to the Lord. Such death... might be considered a pursuit of kindness and kindness?

Standing up, Chu Ling glanced at Jiankun for the last time and walked quickly towards the direction below the mountain.

"A Ling, A Ling..."

Jun Wuhuan suddenly sat up from the bed, his forehead covered with fine sweat.

The movement of getting up was too violent, and a violent thrilling spread throughout his body in an instant. Jun Wuhuan's face did not change, and his body sat straight. Only the meridians hidden under his clothes and the meridians exposed on the back of his hand holding his neck, which realized the pain he was suffering at this time. Jun Wuhuan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and the expression on his face became colder.

Except for the period when the Jun family just died out, Jun Wuhuan rarely dreamed over the years. Firstly, he didn’t sleep much, so naturally he didn’t have much time to dream. Secondly, it was said that there was something to think about at night and dreaming about it every day. Although Jun Wuhuan himself thought more, there were not many people and things that could really make him feel at heart.

But just now... thinking of the scene I saw in my dream, Jun Wuhuan felt that the pain in his body was even more unbearable than the pain he had on his body.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Wuhuan got up and got out of bed and walked out quickly.

"City Lord." The guards said respectfully outside the gate.

Jun Wuhuan said in a deep voice, "Call Yun Xingyue and Mingyao to come to see me."

The guard was stunned, but Jun Wuhuan's voice was too cold, so he didn't dare to ask more questions and quickly turned around to send the order. Jun Wuhuan looked up at the dark sky, turned around and walked quickly into the study.

Yun Xingyue was in a bad mood when she was called out in the middle of the night. He was a doctor and just returned to Cangyun City, but Huan Yu took him to the battlefield last night. He was woken up again less than an hour after he came back to sleep. It was strange that his face looked good. But when he saw Jun Wuhuan's face sitting in the study, Yun Xingyue could only swallow his anger because Jun Wuhuan's face was even more ugly.

"City Lord." Mingyao also felt that the atmosphere was not right and spoke.

Jun Wuhuan looked at Mingyao and asked, "Is there any news about A Ling?"

Mingyao and Yun Xingyue looked at each other in surprise. At this time, they suddenly called them to come to ask about Miss Ling’s news? Jun Wuhuan is not a person who is not apart from public or private affairs. He naturally understands the worry that Miss Ling and the others are worried about it, but this time point is too strange.

Although I thought so, Mingyao shook his head and said, "There was news earlier that he had seen Miss Ling's whereabouts near Shangjing, but our people were gone when they searched for her. The city lord doesn't have to worry. Miss Ling is very skilled in martial arts, and our people have been searching everywhere. I guess there will be no problem."

Yun Xingyue also said, "Yes, A Ling can escape even if he assassinated the Northern Jin Emperor. Who else can do anything to her? Maybe she has already returned to Xinzhou, but the news has not been transmitted yet." Now there are chaos near Cangyun City, and it is not easy to send a message to you.

Jun Wuhuan held his forehead and closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Immediately send me all the news from all over the country to Beijing... No, come here to me."

"City Lord, this..." Mingyao frowned and looked at Jun Wuhuan with some concern. Yun Xingyue said in a deep voice, "Do you still want your body? Yurui ointment cannot cure you. Although this time, he lucky enough to save his life and martial arts, he still has a serious injury to his vitality. What you should do most now is not to think about anything and do well, and have a good rest! Otherwise, he will only..."

Jun Wuhuan said in a deep voice, "Mingyao, bring it! I'll order all places to continue to send additional personnel, and report any clues immediately. If there is any news about A Ling, there is no need to report it and go to support immediately. Follow her instructions and put A Ling's safety first."

Yun Xingyue frowned and said, "You think..."

Jun Wuhuan said, "With A Ling's skills, if it weren't for something, there would be no news yet. The matter of the Northern Jin army is resolved as soon as possible. I will leave Cangyun City in three days!"

"You are crazy!" Yun Xingyue said angrily, "Your body now..."

Jun Wuhuan looked at him lightly and said, "I know what I can't die. If something happened to Ah Ling..."

Yun Xingyue was speechless. No matter what, A Ling went to assassinate the Northern Jin Emperor for Jun Wuhuan. If something happened to A Ling, Yun Xingyue could not imagine what Jun Wuhuan would do. But... "I will take someone to find Miss Ling, your body is really not allowed to travel for a long distance." Last night, just came back from the city, and Jun Wuhuan's face became much ugly, let alone leaving Cangyun City to find someone outside. Now no one knows where Miss Ling is.

"I know it in my heart." Jun Wuhuan said in a deep voice, "No need to say more. Baili Qinghong will withdraw his troops within three days. Then Cangyun City will be handed over to you."

Looking at his expression without refutation, Mingyao and Yun Xingyue sighed in their hearts.

"Yes, the city lord."

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Author Jiankun, I’m wronged!

Where is Feng wronged?

As a master second only to Tuoba Xingye, do you think I'm not wronged? I haven't played the strength of a top master at all!

Feng Aling is almost dying by you! In this article, your lunch box is the heaviest.

Jiankun does not reflect my peerless master's style, I am not convinced!

Feng can't pull anyone out to save A Ling now. If you want you to be handsome, A Ling will die. Do you want me to kill you with lightning? PS Who made you a brainless fan of Emperor Jin? If you change to the general...

I am a brainless fan, isn't it your fault?

phoenix……
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