Jun Feimo reacted quickly, stretching his body and standing in front of her as nimbly as a cheetah. His deep eyes flashed with a cold light, shooting straight at the threats hidden in the dark like a sharp sword.

Today, I came to Wanhua Mountain with Xier. I wanted to get closer to each other, but I didn’t expect that these blind things would come to disturb me. I’m so tired of living!

The air around him seemed to freeze because of Jun Feimo's anger; even the breeze seemed to hold its breath, not daring to make a sound.

Murong Zixi was stunned, staring blankly at his tall back, a strange feeling welling up in her heart.

Suddenly, countless sharp arrows, like lightning in dark clouds, cut through the sky, and with a sharp whistling sound, came towards their location.

The rain of arrows was dense, and each arrow contained a deadly threat, instantly turning this beautiful sea of ​​flowers into a battlefield of life and death.

Murong Zixi's heart tightened, her brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes fixed on the dense arrows. She turned around quickly and protected Xiao Cui and Xiao Lu tightly behind her.

"Don't be afraid," she soothed softly.

Xiao Cui and Xiao Lu's faces turned pale in an instant, and their eyes were filled with fear.

But they still tried to suppress their inner fear. Although Xiao Cui's lips trembled, she still managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Miss... Miss, I am not afraid. I will protect you."

Xiaolu trembled and stretched out her arms, as if she wanted to block all danger, "I...I will also protect the young lady."

Seeing the two girls shivering and obviously very scared, yet still saying they would protect her, Murong Zixi felt a warm feeling in her heart.

At the same time, Jun Feimo and Tian Yi had already moved as fast as lightning, shuttling among the rain of arrows.

Their movements were swift and coordinated, and the long swords in their hands were like dragons emerging from the sea. Every swing could accurately shoot down one arrow after another.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Arrows fell like raindrops, and the two figures quickly shuttled among them, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

"Ding ding ding!" The arrow hit the sword, making a crisp sound.

Jun Feimo and Tianyi were agile and their swordsmanship was sharp. They worked together seamlessly and blocked all the arrows one by one.

Murong Zixi was watching everything in front of her nervously. At this moment, an anxious voice suddenly sounded in the space, with a bit of urgency: "Master, isn't there a bomb in the space? Throw it out and let them have a taste of it!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Zixi frowned slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

"Hmm? This man is not easy to fool. I don't want to reveal too much in front of him..." Murong Zixi thought to herself.

Xiaobai's voice came again: "Uh, Master, how about I come out to help?"

Murong Zixi shook her head slightly, "No need."

Xiaobai had entered the space before, so it would not be good if he suddenly appeared.

Xiaobai wagged his tail in space, "Then master, be careful."

"Um"

At this moment, the originally sunny sky suddenly became gloomy, and thick dark clouds spread rapidly like ink, swallowing up the entire sky in the blink of an eye. The day instantly turned into night, as if the night had arrived early.

There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell down, forming curtains of water.

The whistling of arrows stopped abruptly, and an ominous silence filled the air.

Then, a group of men in black slowly walked out of the surrounding fog. They were wearing night clothes, their faces hidden under hoods, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light. They were like ghosts in the darkness, silently surrounding Jun Feimo and his group.

The man in black who was leading the group had a tall and straight figure, and his every move revealed an aura that should not be underestimated.

He waved his hand gently, as if conducting the overture of a symphony of death. With just a short and cold word "kill", it was like ordering the arrival of the god of death.

The men in black around them moved at the sound, holding sharp swords in their hands and moving swiftly, they attacked them like ghosts.

The sword blade flashed with cold light, carrying a deadly threat, and drew cold arcs in the air.

Their eyes were cold and ruthless, as if killing was their mission and they had no mercy at all.

Tianyi and Jun Feimo worked closely together, as if they were in sync with each other, forming an indestructible line of defense in front and behind them.

Their swordsmanship was like a violent storm; sword lights and sword shadows intertwined, tearing the surrounding air into countless pieces.

The silver needle in Murong Zixi's hand was like a spirit snake emerging from a hole, constantly shuttling among the crowd of people in black. Every move was extremely precise, making it impossible for the enemy to defend themselves.

However, facing the endless stream of enemies, even she felt unprecedented pressure.

Her silver needles had been used up, but the number of enemies was increasing.

A small pistol suddenly appeared in Murong Zixi's hand. This modern object seemed particularly abrupt and shocking at this moment.

Gunshots rang out, and each one was accompanied by the fall of a man in black.

When Jun Feimo saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly and his brows frowned. He quickly reached out and grabbed Murong Zixi's wrist tightly, and said in a low and firm voice: "Xier, there are a lot of these men in black, let's go."

Before he finished speaking, he had already put his arms around Murong Zixi's slender waist and jumped up with the help of his lightness skills. The two of them were like two freely flying phoenixes, breaking through the dense rain and flying towards a distant place.

"what……"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Murong Zixi couldn't help but let out a scream, but soon she remembered her two maids, Xiao Cui and Xiao Lu.

She turned her head quickly, looking anxiously for them.

Just then, she saw Tian Yi holding two maids in each hand and following closely behind them.

At that moment, the stone in Murong Zixi's heart finally fell.

The man in black immediately chased after them.

At the same time, on Wanhua Mountain, the talented men and beautiful women who were reciting poems, painting and enjoying a good time were caught off guard by the sudden downpour.

They all complained about the strange weather changes.

Qian Mengyao stood in the rain, letting her maid hold an umbrella to shield her from the rain, but her dress was still wet and she looked disheveled.

She couldn't help but complain angrily: "What kind of bad weather is this! Why is it suddenly raining so hard?"

A woman nearby suddenly screamed, "Ah, Sister Mengyao, look! Wasn't that the War King who just flew over? Eh? He seemed to be holding a woman in his arms..."

Another woman exclaimed: "Wow, could it be the woman I saw before? I envy her so much for being able to be close to the King of War. It would be so great if I were her."

When Qian Mengyao heard this, she immediately looked up. Since Jun Feimo was flying very fast, Qian Mengyao could only see his back, but she recognized at a glance that the woman in the War King's arms was Murong Zixi.

Qian Mengyao gnashed her teeth in anger and said viciously: "That woman is the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, Murong Zixi!"

"Ah? It's her? Isn't Murong Zixi a fool? How could she be with King Zhan?" The women around were all surprised and started talking about it.

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