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

Murong Ling'er carried the food and walked towards Chu Lingfeng's room.

When she reached the door, she knocked gently.

"Chu Lingfeng, I'll bring you some food."

Chu Lingfeng opened the door and saw the food in Murong Ling'er's hand, a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Murong, thank you very much."

Murong Ling'er walked into the room with a smile and put the food on the table.

Chu Lingfeng calmly picked up the bowl of steaming broth in front of him and took a sip with his lips.

In an instant, his eyes sparkled like stars, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face. He involuntarily turned his gaze to Murong Ling'er, his eyes full of undisguised admiration.

"Delicious."

These two simple yet satisfying words came out of his mouth, as if they were the most delicious delicacy in the world.

After coming out of Chu Lingfeng's room, Murong Ling'er did not forget to give a portion to Huo Jianjie, her cheap father.

She came to Huo Jianjie's room and knocked on the door.

"Dad, I brought you food."

Huo Jianjie opened the door and saw Murong Linger, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Ling'er, you are thoughtful."

Murong Ling'er walked into the room and placed the food on the table.

Huo Jianjie looked at the food in front of him, his heart filled with warmth.

He tasted the broth, his eyes full of surprise, and he kept praising Murong Ling'er for her thoughtfulness and superb cooking skills.

Murong Ling'er felt very happy when she saw Huo Jianjie's satisfied look.

This night was calm and peaceful, without any waves or disturbances. In the rare quietness, everyone finally had a good and comfortable sleep, and accumulated enough energy for the next journey.

The next morning, sunlight quietly poured into the house through the gaps in the window.

Murong Ling'er was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen, with smoke rising from the air.

At this moment, Chifeng came hurriedly and said that they might pass by the famous Ghost River when leaving Suicheng, which might be dangerous, so he wanted to discuss countermeasures with her.

Murong Ling'er wiped her hands, frowned slightly, and asked, "What exactly is so dangerous about this Ghost River?"

Chifeng's expression was solemn as he lowered his voice and said, "Legend has it that this Ghost River is often haunted by water ghosts. Anyone passing through it, if unlucky, will be dragged into the river, with their life or death uncertain. Although I don't know if this is true or not, many people have indeed disappeared in that area in the past."

Murong Ling'er's eyes were firm. "Since we know there might be danger, we should prepare in advance. Do you have any ideas?"

Chifeng thought for a moment, "I think we should prepare more ropes, just in case someone falls into the water so we can rescue them in time. Also, everyone should be vigilant and not take it lightly."

Murong Ling'er nodded. "This plan is feasible, but it's not enough. We also need to arrange the order of arrival and have people who are good at swimming to look after them."

Chifeng responded, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Soon, everyone was ready and set out on the road out of the city. The closer they got to the Ghost River, the more solemn the atmosphere became. The only sounds they could hear were the footsteps of the crowd and their slightly nervous breathing.

Finally, the Ghost River appeared before our eyes. The river was deep and the waves were rippling, as if hiding endless secrets. A gust of cold wind blew by, sending chills down one's spine.

Chifeng arranged for everyone to carefully board the boat and slowly row towards the other side of the river.

When the boat reached the middle of the river, a huge whirlpool suddenly emerged from the calm water surface, and the boat began to shake violently.

"what!"

Several screams were heard, and several exiles were instantly dragged into the water by a powerful force, and strings of bubbles emerged from the water surface.

"Help!" others shouted in horror.

Murong Ling'er made a prompt decision and handed her son Murong Chen to Chu Lingfeng. She said seriously, "Chu Lingfeng, please protect everyone on the boat, especially Chen'er!"

Chu Lingfeng hugged Murong Chen tightly and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry!"

Murong Ling'er took a deep breath, jumped and jumped into the river.

The river water was icy cold. Murong Ling'er held her breath and swam quickly towards the person who fell into the water. She was agile and nimble, like a nimble fish in the water.

Huo Shuixian stood on the boat, watching Murong Linger so bravely in the water. The jealousy and hatred in her heart grew stronger. She gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Why is she the one who is so popular again? Why can she do everything well?"

Huo Jianjie was extremely anxious and shouted loudly, "Ling'er, be careful!" His eyes followed Murong Ling'er's figure closely, his hands clenched into fists, his heart full of worry for his daughter.

Murong Ling'er searched hard for the people who fell into the water and finally found them.

I saw several dark shadows tightly entangling those people, trying to drag them deeper.

Murong Ling'er's eyes flashed, she drew out the dagger from her waist and stabbed at the black shadow with all her might.

The black shadow felt pain and let go of the person who fell into the water. Murong Ling'er quickly grabbed the person's arm and swam them towards the surface of the water.

One, two... Murong Ling'er rescued the people who fell into the water onto the boat one after another.

However, one person is still underwater and his life or death is unknown.

Murong Ling'er dived into the water again without any hesitation.

Huo Shuixian watched Murong Linger risk her life to save people time and time again, and the hatred in her heart reached its peak. She thought to herself: "It would be great if this bitch drowned in the water!"

Just as Murong Ling'er dived into the water again to save people, a large number of killers suddenly appeared on the shore.

Suddenly, a group of mysterious figures appeared.

They were all dressed in black, wrapped tightly from head to toe, with black cloth covering their faces, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with ferocious light.

He held a sharp blade tightly in his hand, and the blade flashed coldly in the dim light, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood.

They moved in an orderly and swift manner, their eyes as fierce as those of wolves, and they surrounded Chu Lingfeng and the others on the boat.

Chu Lingfeng hugged Murong Chen tightly, his handsome face now full of sternness. He shouted loudly: "Everyone be careful, there is a killer!"

The shout was like a thunderclap, instantly breaking the original tranquility on the boat.

When everyone on the boat heard the warning, they immediately panicked. Their already tense nerves completely broke at this moment, and fear spread rapidly on everyone's face like a plague. Some people turned pale, some were trembling, and some even had weak legs and could hardly stand.

Chifeng tried hard to suppress his inner panic, forced himself to calm down, and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, form a circle and protect yourselves!" His voice was firm and majestic, trying to calm everyone down.

The killers did not hesitate and quickly jumped onto the boat, rushing in like a surging tide.

Chifeng and other officers did not retreat at all and immediately started a fierce fight with the killer. For a moment, the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives were intertwined, and the sound of metal collisions resounded through the sky.

Chu Lingfeng carefully placed Murong Chen in a relatively safe corner, quickly used his deep internal strength to temporarily seal the poison on his legs, and then resolutely rushed into the battle circle and fought with the killers.

He swung the sword in his hand like a violent storm, his sword skills were extremely sharp, and every move was deadly and aimed directly at the killer's vital points.

However, the number of killers is really large, and each of them is highly skilled and well-trained.

Chu Lingfeng was fighting against many enemies alone, and gradually he began to feel a little overwhelmed. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

Huo Shuixian's usual arrogance disappeared without a trace at this moment. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her delicate body curled up in the corner, trembling, her eyes full of helplessness and extreme fear.