After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

After waiting for about a cup of tea, three carriages escorted by the guards of the Xie Mansion came towards the city gate.

Shen Jinmo just watched the black iron carriage with Xie Nanxing sitting in it coming towards him, and then he watched the carriage with Xie Nanxing sitting in it go away into the distance.

He was a man who was very good at enduring pain. His hands, hidden under his bear-skin cloak, were now tightly grasping the collar of his shirt.

Back then, he wore a bear skin and brought the dying little sick child back to the thatched hut, allowing him, who had been wandering without support for more than ten years, to finally have a hint of smoke from his own cooking.

Today, he once again wore the bearskin cloak that was dozens of times more expensive than the bears he hunted, stood at the highest point in this city of gods, and sent away the smoke that belonged only to him.

Since the divine capital had magnificent buildings and jade-like palaces, the mountains within the palace and the overseas areas, he had enormous power in his hands.

Shen Jinmo, however, couldn't find his home.

Knowing that there is still a future.

But Shen Jinmo, it really hurts.

It hurt so much that those sharp eyes were filled with tears.

It hurt so much that icicles formed on his heroic face.

It turns out that separation is something that we have rehearsed countless times in our hearts, but it can never withstand the chance of it actually happening.

As I looked up at the scorching sun, a horse-drawn carriage moving forward in the distance suddenly stopped. A white figure got off the carriage and bought all the fruits on the roadside fruit stall.

Together with Yang Huai, they moved the fruits onto the carriage one by one.

When all the fruits were moved, Xie Nanxing got back on the carriage and never looked back at Shen Jinmo.

It’s good that Shen Jinmo can see him.

The huge group of people completely disappeared from sight. Shen Jinmo's lips moved, saying words that no one could hear.

"Xie Nanxing, I love you."

The carriage sped forward, and Xie Nanxing suddenly covered his chest with both hands. The numb feeling made the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

Xie Nanxing opened and closed his lips and said, "Shen Jinmo, wait for me."

On the first night after leaving Shendu, Xie Nanxing asked Yang Huai to book an inn located at the junction of Shendu, where he had a good rest all night without any trouble.

When the sun rose the next morning and the three carriages left the border of Shendu, all the guards, including Lu Bai, began to tense up.

All forces within the Divine Capital had to think carefully and did not dare to make any unusual moves due to the fear of Shen Jinmo's revenge in the future, because of what Shen Jinmo said when he strangled Marquis Zhongqin by the Luo River.

The farther away from the capital of gods, the more likely those evil spirits with different thoughts will take advantage of every opportunity to make sure Xie Nanxing never returns.

When everyone was having dinner around the campfire, the first group of assassins, about ten people, were killed under the leadership of Lu Bai.

After the first batch of assassinations, no matter where Xie Nanxing moved, a new assassin would appear almost every hour.

There weren't many people there, and it seemed more like they were testing the strength of the people Xie Nanxing brought with him rather than attempting an assassination.

The killing outside the carriage stopped, and Xie Nanxing walked directly to Lu Bai, who was leading everyone to clean up the wreckage: "Xiaobai, take turns to rest, one day every two hours."

After a brief thought, Lu Bai understood the implication of Xie Nanxing's words.

The endless round-robin battle and the fatigue from being tense for twelve hours without rest will eventually break each of them.

"As you command, I will arrange it right away."

Two days passed without any danger. Thanks to the help of the pills prepared by Cheng Yangqiu, the people guarding Xie Nanxing were injured, but no one died.

Suddenly turning from the forest path into the official road, Xie Nanxing unfastened the window latch that was stuck from the inside. The unusual silence around him made Xie Nanxing purse his lips.

Picking up the map that was already stained by the flower path again, Xie Nanxing chose another path: "Ahuai, tell Xiaobai to change the route immediately."

The carriage immediately turned around and headed into the jungle.

The people who were originally ordered to ambush Xie Nanxing ten miles away from the city immediately released signal flares and waited for new orders from their superiors.

After traveling along the forest path for about two hours, Xie Nanxing signaled the carriage to stop at a mountain spring.

The men and horses were exhausted, so all the guards used this short time to quickly finish their dry food, refilled the water bottles around their waists, and sat on the ground leaning against the tree behind them to rest for half an hour.

Lu Bai's dormant eyes suddenly opened, and the sword that had not been unsheathed for several days now revealed a cold light.

The real chase has arrived.

The carriages and horses were quickly divided into two teams, one team was responsible for escorting Xie Nanxing to escape, and the other team was responsible for chasing with the remaining people.

The sound of fighting reached Xie Nanxing's ears. Xie Nanxing calmly took out the iron box from the carriage and put the specially customized sleeve arrow on his wrist.

The sleeves were filled with arrows, and the spaces deliberately left on the boots and cotton clothes were also filled with arrows.

Yang Huai held a dagger in his hand and protected Xie Nanxing firmly behind him. He looked much more skilled than when he went south that year.

Yang Huai learned some martial arts from Sui Yi.

Compared with people who know martial arts, his number is nothing, but his reaction is much faster than that of ordinary people.

The sounds of fighting behind him were getting closer and closer, and even Xie Nanxing could hear the sound of horse hooves in front.

They were surrounded from front and back.

All the temptations and waste of time in the past days were for the purpose of hitting the target today.

Slowly retreating to the side of the carriage, Lu Bai handed the first map that Shen Jinmo had asked him to deliver to Xie Nanxing.

"Master, just follow the direction indicated on the map and escape."

Even if it costs their lives, these people will fight for Xie Nanxing's afterlife and wait for the person who will pick him up.

Xie Nanxing looked at the map several times until he had completely memorized all the routes. After thinking about it, he decided to hide the map in his arms first.

A carriage came out from the secret guards who blocked Xie Nanxing's way, and the originally fierce fighting suddenly stopped.

The people who had the absolute advantage in encirclement had not yet launched another attack. Xie Nanxing frowned in thought, clenched the sleeve arrows tied to his wrists, and opened the car door a crack.

A gap that could be quickly closed if the opponent suddenly launched an attack, and large enough for him to see the situation on the opposite side.

Just as this gap opened for him, the door of the carriage opposite with the mark of Prince Ling's Palace was opened by the secret guard who bent over.

Zhong Luan, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, walked out of the carriage steadily, stood in the front room of the carriage and said to Xie Nanxing: "Xie Nanxing, I'm here to see you off."

The door was pushed open a little more. Xie Nanxing sat in the carriage and looked at Zhong Luan, his body full of barbs.

"Are you sending me to die, or are you taking me for yourself and making me the favorite otaku of Prince Zhong?"