Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Faced with the sudden attack, Fan Yanmu and Xiao Zhixue exchanged glances, and the tacit understanding between them did not require words.

Then, the two of them leaped like dragons and tigers, fighting with the members of Xuan Yu Hall.

Those well-trained warriors seemed so vulnerable in the face of the two men's extraordinary martial arts and were quickly subdued one by one.

Fan Yanmu quickly searched the bodies of the fallen people, and took out the important secret letter from the arms of a wounded man, and held it tightly against his chest as if it was a priceless treasure.

The loser's eyes were filled with resentment and anger, but he could only watch helplessly as the secret letter changed hands.

One of the people who fell to the ground cursed: "Even if you kill our people, you can't escape the chief hall master's net. You will have nowhere to hide under the wanted list!"

Fan Yanmu snorted coldly, and with a flick of the sharp blade in his hand, he ended the man's curse.

The remaining few people were so frightened that they dared not make any sound, but their hateful eyes were like lurking beasts, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Xiao Zhixue asked casually, but in fact, she had made up her mind: "How should we deal with these people?"

"Do not stay."

Fan Yanmu's answer was brief and cold. The tip of the knife in his hand almost touched the throat of the next person. That person's face was instantly filled with fear. He and the people around him begged for mercy, with despair and hatred intertwined.

However, Fan Yanmu's determination was not shaken.

He shook his wrist lightly, a cold light flashed, leaving only a cold arc in the air, and everything returned to calm.

At this time, Xiao Zhixue took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a silvery-white powder from it. The powder slowly floated in the air and covered the silent body on the ground.

What is amazing is that with the touch of the powder, those bodies seem to dissolve into nothingness, as if absorbed by invisible water, and eventually disappear without a trace.

Fan Yanmu, who witnessed all this, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. He looked at Xiao Zhixue in disbelief and said, "Did you prepare this powder yourself?"

As far as he could remember, he had never seen Xiao Zhixue mix such strange items.

Xiao Zhixue raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile: "It's just the dust collected from various places, mixed into the dissolving powder. Although it's not abundant, it's enough to deal with the current situation."

Her tone revealed her pride in her own creation, as if every speck of dust contained her wisdom and talent.

Deep in Fan Yanmu's heart, he was filled with deep admiration for Xiao Zhixue's superb ability to turn complex situations into something invisible.

Not only are her medical skills superb, but she also demonstrates her wisdom and courage invisibly, which makes people admire her.

"The secret letter has been safely obtained. Now, we should set off and return immediately."

There was a hint of unquestionable determination in Xiao Zhixue's tone.

This land was shrouded in the breath of death, and every stone slab seemed to be permeated with chill, making her unwilling to stay any longer.

Fan Yanmu didn't say much, just nodded slightly to show his agreement.

The two of them then started walking, passing through the withered flowers in the courtyard. Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if they were bidding farewell to a heavy piece of history.

The gate of the house slowly closed behind them, sealing off one secret after another.

Although the group did not find the imagined gold, silver and treasures in the Xuanyutang branch, the secret letter in Fan Yanmu's hand was undoubtedly a priceless piece of information, enough to make this adventure extraordinary.

The two men jumped lightly onto the long-awaited carriage, and the wheels rolled as they sped towards the abandoned temple.

Xiao Zhixue sat in the carriage, gazing through the slightly opened window at the gradually receding scenery, but she was already thinking about her next plan in her mind.

She knew very well that their actions against the Xuan Yu Tang branch would soon spread like wildfire in the martial arts world, and they would most likely become the target of public criticism.

If it only concerned herself and Fan Yanmu, there would naturally be thousands of ways to escape. However, when she thought that the old and young in her family and the simple folks in Shangqiao Village might be put in danger because of this, her heart felt as if it was being pricked by needles.

The only solution is to go straight to Huanglong, go to Zhangzhou as soon as possible, and completely eradicate the foundation of Xuanyutang to protect everyone's safety.

When Fan Yanmu heard Xiao Zhixue's strategy, a determined light flashed in his eyes.

He had already had the same idea in his mind, and now it was even more urgent, eager to reach Zhangzhou as soon as possible and eliminate the sword hanging over his head.

The two people, who were in sync with each other, decided to discuss this crucial matter with everyone else after returning to the ruined temple.

The carriage quickly shuttled through the winding path and finally stopped steadily in front of the ruined temple.

As soon as the two got out of the car, an ominous premonition came towards them along with the sounds of fighting coming from the temple, making Xiao Zhixue's heart suddenly tighten.

The safety of her family is her bottom line that she will never allow to be touched.

Without thinking too much, she and Fan Yanmu immediately rushed into the temple and ran all the way to the backyard following the sound of fighting.

There, a man with an unfamiliar face but a vaguely familiar temperament was fighting with Shadow One and Shadow Two.

His figure was extremely similar to Jin Chengfeng, except that he had a different face. Obviously, this was an ambush carefully planned by the other party, and the purpose was self-evident.

Xiao Zhixue's family and villagers were huddled in the corner of the Zen room at this moment, taking every breath carefully for fear of making any sound.

Just as Fan Yanmu was about to intervene in the battle, he witnessed Jin Chengfeng flip his wrist lightly, and a wisp of green poisonous mist instantly gushed out, heading straight for Shadow One and Shadow Two.

Xiao Zhixue was quick to act and grabbed Fan Yanmu. She knew very well how powerful the poisonous fog was and didn't want him to be harmed by it again.

Ying Yi and Ying Er did not delay either. They swiftly took out the detoxification pills Xiao Zhixue had prepared in advance and swallowed them.

The effect of the medicine was immediate, and the power of the poisonous fog was neutralized into nothingness. The fighting power of the two men did not decrease at all, but became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Seeing this scene, Jin Chengfeng couldn't help but frown, feeling extremely horrified.

He never expected that someone could crack his poison, which made him feel unprecedentedly frustrated.

Knowing that it would be difficult to win in a head-on confrontation, Jin Chengfeng used his usual trick again and threw a gunpowder bomb. With a loud bang, a thick cloud of white smoke suddenly rose up. The pungent smell was suffocating, and the four people were choked and coughed repeatedly.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Jin Chengfeng leaped nimbly and, with the cover of white smoke, disappeared into the outline of the roof, leaving behind white smoke all over the ground and the bewildered crowd around him.

Xiao Zhixue stomped her feet, and the tips of her small boots tapped the bluestone floor, making a crisp and rapid sound. A look of annoyance was like a sudden dark cloud in spring, covering her delicate face.

"Oh my, this guy slipped away again!"

As Jin Chengfeng's figure completely disappeared into the night, the villagers seemed to have received some kind of silent signal, and they cautiously opened the tightly closed doors of their homes. Pairs of curious and uneasy eyes quietly peeked out through the narrow gaps.