After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

"Ah ah ah..."

Wang's scream interrupted Huo Shuixian's words that were about to curse!

Chu Lingfeng wanted Chu Chu to carry him into the woods to check, but Murong Ling'er held him down!

"If it's not convenient for you, I'll go! Please help me take care of my son."

After she finished speaking, she threw Murong Chen into Chu Lingfeng's arms, and then her figure flashed out like lightning.

At this time, Wang's delicate face was full of fear. She looked at the refugees rushing towards her fiercely and screamed in fear.

When she regained consciousness, she instinctively ran out, shouting, "Help! Help! Help!"

Wang was extremely confused at the moment, shocked and frightened. In this panic, suddenly, she was tripped by something and her whole body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

At this moment, a refugee swung a stick straight towards her. This scene made her eyes widen instantly, and fear occupied her whole mind.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden crisp "bang" sound, and a long sword shot out rapidly from the deep woods behind him. The force was so strong that it directly knocked the stick in the refugee's hand away.

Immediately afterwards, Wang felt herself being picked up by someone, and then with a clever turn, she easily avoided the attacks of the other two.

Still frightened, Wang subconsciously turned her head to look. When she saw who it was, she exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Murong!"

It turned out that the person who saved her was Murong Ling'er.

Murong Ling'er hugged Wang tightly and flew to catch the incoming sword. Her movements were smooth and flowing. Then she swung her hand back and the sword blade was as fast as the wind, instantly knocking down several refugees.

Seeing this, the remaining refugees did not retreat at all. Without saying a word, they rushed towards Murong Ling'er frantically.

Murong Ling'er showed no fear. She held Wang firmly in one hand and tightly grasped the long sword in the other. Her figure moved flexibly among the refugees like a ghost. Her posture was agile and her sword moves were sharp. In a blink of an eye, she subdued the remaining people.

Just then, Chifeng came hurriedly with his men.

However, all they saw were refugees wailing and groaning on the ground and Murong Ling'er holding Wang.

From the depths of the forest, the sounds of fierce swords clashing and miserable screams continued to be heard.

Chifeng's face was solemn, and he said decisively: "Notify them to set off immediately. Hurry, there is danger here."

He knew very well that it was not advisable to stay here for long, as the danger might not have been completely eliminated.

Murong Ling'er held Wang, whose legs were weak, tightly and left the deep forest as quickly as possible.

When they hurried back to where everyone was, Chu Lingfeng immediately noticed the blood-stained sword in Murong Ling'er's hand.

His gaze instantly went to the depths of the forest, his expression extremely solemn, and he secretly wondered in his heart whether Lin Yu and the others could successfully stop those waves of aggressive killers.

Chifeng rushed in, without saying a word, and suddenly raised the whip in his hand and swung it fiercely into the air, shouting at the top of his voice: "Hurry up, there are refugees chasing us from behind, hurry up and get on your way if you don't want to die."

Those fugitives who were unaware of the situation were immediately furious, and their dissatisfaction instantly exploded.

"I just took a short break, why do we have to leave again? Aren't they just a few refugees? Can't so many officials here deal with them?" someone shouted at the top of his voice.

"Yes! I'm almost exhausted! I can't walk anymore and I don't want to walk anymore!" another person retorted breathlessly.

"I'm not leaving either! Let them be refugees!" The whole space was filled with complaints.

Deng Lihua saw Murong Ling'er coming out with a bloody sword in her hand. Her heart tightened and she immediately realized that the situation was not good. She picked up her son who was still eating steamed bread without hesitation and shouted to Huo Jianjie anxiously: "Master, there is danger. Let's go quickly!"

Huo Jianjie finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Murong Ling'er was unharmed.

Chifeng urged them anxiously, but some people just refused to cooperate. He became angry and swung the whip at those people.

He kept cursing, "Fuck you! I'm not negotiating with you guys, get on the road now, or I'll be rude!"

"Ouch... It hurts so much! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Can't I just leave..." The person who was hit let out a shrill scream.

"Hurry up..." Under Chiffon's intimidation, the others did not dare to delay any longer and stood up quickly.

Murong Ling'er had no time to care about those who were being beaten. She decisively picked up Murong Chen and walked forward.

Just as Murong Ling'er was about to leave, Chuchu suddenly cried out in fear: "Mom, Mom! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

The scream instantly made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn, and everyone's eyes were cast in the direction of Chuchu and her daughter.

Wang had experienced a fright, and her legs felt so weak that they seemed not her own. In addition, she had traveled a long distance and was extremely exhausted. She was hungry and tired, and could not muster any strength, so she collapsed in the snow.

Chu Yinyin watched as everyone else gradually got up, leaving only her mother lying on the cold ground. She was extremely anxious and couldn't help but shout, "Mom, please get up quickly! If you're slow, you'll get beaten again."

Wang's face was filled with shame as she said weakly, "My...my legs are numb! I can't get up."

Chu Lingfeng's gaze fell on his injured leg. His heart was filled with grief and indignation, so he clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white.

Murong Linger sighed helplessly, gently put Murong Chen down and said, "My dear son, can you walk by yourself for a while? Can I carry your uncle on my back?"

Murong Chen: "Mother! I can do it!"

“My son is amazing!”

After Murong Ling'er finished speaking, she walked over to Chu Lingfeng, squatted down, and said, "For the sake of everyone's progress, let me carry you on my back!"

Chu Lingfeng looked at Murong Ling'er deeply, his eyes were complicated and difficult to read, and finally he lay on her back in the astonished eyes of everyone.

"You two should support the princess!" Murong Ling'er carried Murong Chen on her back, turned her head and shouted to Chuchu and Chu Yinyin, then took Murong Chen and quickly caught up with the moving team.

Huo Shuixian, who had been secretly keeping an eye on Murong Ling'er, saw her carrying Chu Lingfeng on her back. Her anger instantly ignited, and she turned to Huo Jianjie beside her and said, "Dad, my sister's actions will harm us. Aren't we already harmed enough by the Chu Palace?"

After hearing what Huo Shuixian said, Huo Jianjie turned to look at Murong Ling'er and Chu Lingfeng. When he saw Murong Ling'er carrying Chu Lingfeng on her back, an inexplicable look suddenly flashed across his eyes. He was silent for a long while before he sighed softly, "Don't meddle in other people's business. Let's go!"

After hearing what her father said, Huo Shuixian became more and more angry, but there was nothing she could do. She could only continue to move forward with the team in a huff.

The heavy snow was flying all over the sky, with no sign of stopping. The group hurried on their way in the cold wind and heavy snow, and finally saw a dilapidated temple a few miles away.

Seeing that everyone was exhausted, Chifeng allowed everyone to rest again.