I used the space to empty the pirates' private vault.

"That charlatan in black Taoist robe is so despicable!" Feng Wuhen said as he took off his oxygen mask.

"We absolutely cannot let this man go. It's winter now and the weather is dry. He actually dared to set a fire. He really doesn't take other people's lives seriously."

"There are three villages not far from this forest, and many people live there. If the fire spreads to the village, it will be troublesome." Jiang Yimo said with a worried look on her face.

At this time, Feng Wuhen also thought of this, "Let's quickly kill those people in black, and we'll find a way to put out the fire."

After saying that, he picked up the submachine gun that Jiang Yimo handed to him, and the two of them started shooting at the men in black who were setting the fire.

However, the two never saw the man in black Taoist robes again. Maybe he was too self-righteous and thought that Jiang Yimo and the others would be burned to death by the big fire.

Although Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen really wanted to kill the charlatan, the most important thing now was to put out the fire.

So they began to discuss how to put out the fire, but there was no water source around and the fire was too big to be put out in a short time.

Suddenly, Jiang Yimo came up with an idea: "We can use the surrounding trees to create a buffer zone to prevent the fire from spreading."

Feng Wuhen's eyes lit up: "Good idea! Let's take action quickly."

So they drew their swords and cut off some thicker branches, then threw them into the sea of ​​fire, trying to create a buffer zone.

After some effort, they finally succeeded in creating an isolation zone and the fire was gradually brought under control.

However, they did not let their guard down as the fire was still there and could spread again at any time.

"We have to be careful, the fire has not been completely extinguished yet." Jiang Yimo reminded.

Feng Wuhen nodded: "Well, we will continue to observe the situation and ensure safety. We must not let the fire spread to the nearby villages."

Fortunately, Feng Wuhen and Xie Hefan both knew martial arts and had good physical strength. With everyone working together and moving quickly, they quickly created a fire-prevention isolation zone.

In this way, the fire in the forest will not spread to nearby villages.

While waiting for the fire to be completely extinguished, Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen remained vigilant.

They knew very well that the man in black Taoist robe would not give up easily and there might be other conspiracies waiting for them.

When the last flame was extinguished, Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief. But they knew that the crisis was far from over and they would face more challenges.

"We have to leave here quickly to avoid any danger." Jiang Yimo suggested.

Feng Wuhen nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go."

The last group of people walked out of the woods cautiously, while vigilantly observing the movements around them.

Because they didn't know whether the man in the black Taoist robe was still nearby, they didn't dare to be careless.

After getting away from the woods, they finally stopped and took a rest.

Then, the group set off again and continued on their journey.

Fortunately, there were no ambushes on the road in the next two days and everything seemed unusually calm.

During these two nights, Jiang Yimo and her companions were finally able to sleep peacefully and have a good rest.

After a long period of running around and working hard, they finally had the opportunity to recuperate and restore their physical and mental state.

However, when they were only one day and one night away from the imperial city, a fierce battle came upon them again.

It was an unusually cold day, and the riders were freezing. When they passed by a busy town inn and stayed overnight, heavy snow began to fall that night.

Jiang Yimo frowned, walked to the window, looked out at the inky black night, listened to the raging north wind, and muttered to herself, "This damn weather is really cold!"

As she spoke, she subconsciously tightened the collar of her down jacket, thinking of hiding in the space to sleep tonight.

However, she didn't expect that Feng Wuhen also said that he wanted to go into the space with her to avoid the cold.

When Jiang Yimo heard his words, her face turned dark.

"Why are you hiding in the space with me? Don't let Young Master Xie, Shadow and Leng Mei find me."

Feng Wuhen smiled slightly and replied, "You suddenly took out so many strange things from your body in the fire scene that day. Xie Hefan and the others have been suspicious of you for a long time."

"But don't worry, given how much he likes you, he won't reveal your secret."

"Otherwise, after all this time, he didn't come to you and ask where those fire-fighting tools came from."

Feng Wuhen's tone sounded a little sour.

After hearing what he said, Jiang Yimo rolled her eyes at Feng Wuhen.

In fact, Jiang Yimo knew in her heart that Xie Hefan would not reveal his strange behavior, otherwise, she would not have dared to be so bold as to take out so many fire-fighting tools that day.

"You can come in if you want, but you can't have any bad intentions."

After saying that, Jiang Yimo showed a hint of helplessness, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and flashed into the space.

He did not notice that Feng Wuhen's mouth corners slightly raised at this moment, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

After entering the space, Feng Wuhen suddenly said, "Momo, I want to go to the lawn to practice my shooting skills."

Jiang Yimo nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go!"

The two men came to the lawn, Feng Wuhen picked up the pistol and started shooting at the target in the distance.

I had just learned how to shoot a gun, but nine out of ten bullets hit the bull's eye. That's incredible.

Jiang Yimo stood aside and watched quietly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Feng Wuhen's marksmanship is becoming more and more sophisticated.

When she was practicing shooting, she was not as good as him.

In the following time, Feng Wuhen's marksmanship became more and more proficient and his speed became faster and faster.

He kept adjusting his posture and breathing to get himself into the best condition.

Jiang Yimo was surprised to find that Feng Wuhen's marksmanship had improved by leaps and bounds.

This made her sigh that Feng Wuhen was truly a genius. Not only was he extremely gifted, he was also extremely hardworking and diligent.

Two hours passed, Feng Wuhen stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Jiang Yimo.

With a confident smile on his face, he said, "Momo, how is my shooting skill?"

Jiang Yimo smiled and praised generously: "Well, very good, better than before. Keep it up!"

Feng Wuhen nodded happily, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Okay, let's stop here for tonight. Let's go back to the villa and get some midnight snacks."

Feng Wuhen said yes.

The two returned to the villa, and Jiang Yimo took out ingredients such as flour, onions and oil and started making scallion pancakes.

She kneaded and rolled the dough skillfully, sprinkled the chopped green onions evenly on the dough, then rolled it up and cut it into small pieces. Finally, she rolled it into a thin pancake and frying it in a frying pan until both sides were golden brown.

After a short while, four fragrant scallion pancakes were ready.

Feng Wuhen drooled at the sight.