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

After confirming that the man was no longer making any sound, Xiao Zhixue scanned the surroundings like a hawk, looking for the next target, without any hesitation in her eyes.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and in just a moment, the four men in black hiding in the dark were all defeated by the two men.

Xiao Zhixue glanced at the desolate wilderness around her and decided to give up using the rare corpse-dissolving powder. The remains of these Dong Chu assassins would naturally be cleaned up by the wild beasts in the wilderness, leaving no trace.

Fan Yanmu bent down and picked up the long sword scattered on the ground, carefully wiped the blood stains on the sword, his movements were steady and powerful, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhixue frowned slightly, and doubts rose in her heart like fog: "These are assassins from Dongchu, how could they go so deep into our territory? What is their purpose?"

This place is far away from the border between the two countries, and the appearance of the Dongchu killer is undoubtedly an ominous sign.

Fan Yanmu's gaze lingered on the words "Dong Chu" engraved on the hilt of the sword, and he pondered secretly in his heart.

He realized that his whereabouts had been leaked, and at a speed beyond his imagination.

These killers were obviously well prepared and had only one purpose - to take his life.

The lines on his face became more determined: "They tracked me here, and their target is me."

Xiao Zhixue's thoughts drifted back to the scene of their first meeting. At that time, Fan Yanmu was poisoned, and the sword wound on his abdomen was horrifying, and he was on the verge of life and death.

The swords held by these killers were all poisoned, and the attack was clearly intended to kill him.

The reason why Fan Yanmu was able to survive was entirely because he met Xiao Zhixue.

Obviously, the Dongchu killer was unwilling to give up after failing to succeed, so he set up a tight net again.

But Fan Yanmu was just an ordinary subordinate under a certain marquis. How could he arouse such strong hatred and continuous assassination attempts?

Facing Xiao Zhixue's inquiring gaze, Fan Yanmu spoke the truth in a low voice: "Perhaps it is because I killed their leader that I have been attacked repeatedly."

It is a proven fact that he not only made many outstanding achievements in the border battles, but also personally beheaded an important leader of Dong Chu.

Later, when he was investigating the secrets of Xuan Yu Tang, he was unfortunately ambushed by the Dong Chu killer. That time, many loyal secret guards sacrificed their lives to protect him.

After Xiao Zhixue learned all this, she was shocked, but she did not ask any more questions.

However, on the way back, she fell into deep silence, her heart filled with worries about leading her relatives from her hometown to Zhangzhou.

The road to Zhangzhou crosses the border. Bandits are rampant in East Chu and the road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers. Can they really arrive safely?

Fan Yanmu noticed her silence and expressed his concern: "What are you thinking about?"

His words were gentle yet firm, as if they could penetrate the fog of people's hearts.

This question brought Xiao Zhixue temporarily out of her heavy thoughts. She slowly opened her mouth and expressed her concerns and curiosity about Zhangzhou.

Fan Yanmu understood her concerns and was also eager to go to Zhangzhou with her.

After careful consideration, he replied, "Zhangzhou is a vast land that was once a safe haven for me and my family. Xuanyutang chose to set up its headquarters there, perhaps because it is far away from the power center and convenient for secret operations. As for the thieves in Dongchu, I swear to use my life as a shield to ensure your safety on the road."

Although his voice was soft, it carried unquestionable firmness, like a light in the darkness, giving people the courage and hope to move forward.

Fan Yanmu nodded gently, and his words seemed to carry the warm wind of the ancient city of Zhangzhou, blowing through Xiao Zhixue's heart and giving her an imperceptible tenderness.

"Yes, the landscape and customs of Zhangzhou have shaped my childhood memories."

His words seemed to conceal his infinite attachment to the past.

There was a flash of curiosity in Xiao Zhixue's eyes. Zhangzhou was a well-known rich place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery. She didn't expect that a person like Fan Yanmu had such an indissoluble bond with that land.

"Zhangzhou, I heard that it's spring all year round there and the people live a prosperous life. You must have many interesting stories."

Her voice was soft, filled with curiosity and yearning for the unknown.

Fan Yanmu chuckled, a hint of nostalgia revealed between his brows.

"Indeed, every cobblestone road and every bridge over flowing water there hides a story. But at this moment, we have more important things to do."

There was unquestionable determination in his words, and then he turned around and led everyone forward.

When Fan Yanmu and Xiao Zhixue returned to the team, Ying Yi and Ying Er, like two silent guardian gods, tensed up in an instant, until they were sure that their masters were safe, their frowns relaxed slightly.

Ying Er took the confiscated sword and examined it with sharp eyes. The cold light on the blade reflected his resolute face. "These people dared to attack the master. They are really tired of living!"

Fan Yanmu's face was calm, but there was a storm in his eyes. "The bandits in Dongchu are ruthless. We must be vigilant at all times."

His words were low, but like an echo in the mountains, no one could ignore them.

Shadow One and Shadow Two looked at each other, with the same determination flashing in their eyes, that was the determination to defend their master to the death.

Xiao Zhixue seemed particularly relaxed in this tense atmosphere. After a big yawn, she walked towards Zhou Shuqiong and lay down casually, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Under the cover of night, the family was immersed in sleep. The turmoil outside was just a dream for them.

Fan Yanmu stood quietly beside the tree, his eyes closed and focused, with his two guards beside him. The three of them guarded this moment of tranquility together, like the solidest barrier in the dark night.

At the first light of the next morning, the team set off again after a simple meal. Xiao Zhixue's mood became heavier as the distance to the border shortened.

She was extremely careful and just in case, she coated her weapons with a deadly poison. It was a silent warning that any threat would be met with a ruthless counterattack.

The road winds and extends towards Zhangzhou, and a hint of uneasiness suddenly fills the air.

In the distance, the sound of hurried horse hooves and the roar of rolling wheels broke the tranquility of the early morning. Xiao Zhixue lifted the carriage curtain and with her sharp eyes caught the panic of a young driver.

The young man was no more than a twenty-year-old, his eyes filled with an urgency to escape, as if he was being pursued by an invisible fear.

When the speeding carriage was about to pass by, the coachman Gu Fei shouted loudly with an anxious look on his face.

The team responded quickly and made way for the carriage.

However, just as Gu Fei was about to speed up his escape, three cold arrows streaked across the sky and rushed towards him. One of them even penetrated the carriage, foreshadowing the sudden arrival of crisis.

Suddenly, a suppressed groan was heard from the carriage. The sound was faint but penetrating, breaking the originally quiet air.

Gu Fei's heart tightened and he pulled the reins hard. The carriage came to an abrupt stop. Amid the flying dust, he hurriedly lifted a corner of the curtain and peeked inside.