Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

At night, the moon curls up in a corner.

The originally flat mountain road gradually became rugged.

Four carriages passed slowly, bumping from time to time, like a drunk who was drunk and staggering everywhere, about to fall.

Half an incense stick later, the leading carriage gradually slowed down and stopped in front of a turbulent stream.

"We'll camp here tonight," Qin Guan said as he dismounted and surveyed the terrain. Tomorrow, after crossing this stream, they'd reach Queping Forest. After crossing it and continuing north for three hours, they'd be out of the Yinji Mountains.

Yu Yu and Ming Liu took the necessary things from the car and made a fire to cook.

Ming Qi and Yue Shi Ba went to the nearby area to cut some wood and built a simple wooden shed.

The gurgling sound of water seemed to have a hypnotic effect, causing Ruan Chuyin to yawn uncontrollably and look tired.

Ji Zhiya took out the bedding, wrapped her tightly, and carried her into the wooden shed, then turned around and started to make golden bud tea.

Wei Shizhang knew that his wife liked to eat fish, so he prepared to wade into the water to see if there was any surprise.

Xiang Yunchi, Wei Jiusi and Qin Guanzhi remained highly alert, concentrating on scanning the surrounding night situation.

Along the way, they did not encounter any wild animals or birds of prey. Sometimes being too calm can be a warning.

"Zhiya, is it okay for us to sleep here tonight?" Ruan Chuyin looked at Qin Guanzhi and the others, and sensed a hint of unusual atmosphere, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"Don't worry." Ji Zhiya handed over a cup of hot tea and comforted softly, but his eyes were always fixed on Wei Jiusi and Xiang Yunchi.

"Is there any problem?" he asked as he slowly walked over to the two of them.

"Something's wrong." Wei Jiusi had been surviving among the dead since he was a child, so he was very familiar with the wilderness. How could there be only the sound of water in such a large forest?

So there is only one possibility, that is, there is a greater threat than birds of prey lurking nearby.

"What's wrong?" Wei Shizhang heard their conversation and walked over with three peach blossom fish.

Xiang Yunchi agreed with Wei Jiusi's point of view. He stared at a bush not far away, indicating that everyone should move to another place to spend the night.

Ruan Chuyin heard every word of the conversation between the five husbands, making her even more uneasy.

The temperature in the forest was so low that it sent chills down one's spine.

As the wheels of the carriage began to roll, two sword energies shot out from a distance and accurately pierced the legs of the leading horse.

The horses were frightened, raised their hooves high, neighed loudly, and rushed straight into the woods.

Qin Guanzhi and Yu Yu didn't bother to pull the reins, jumped onto Ruan Chuyin's carriage, and drew their swords to meet another sword energy coming from afar.

"Guanzhi, what happened?" Ruan Chuyin felt the car body shake violently from side to side, and the sounds of weapons coming to her ears became more and more frequent. She was suddenly frightened and wanted to lift the curtain to see what was going on.

"It's okay, just stay in there and don't move." Before the voice fell, Qin Guanzhi and Yu Yu had already started fighting with several invisible swords again.

Ji Zhiya and Xiang Yunchi repelled a giant square dart and immediately retreated in front of Ruan Chuyin's car.

Wei Jiusi, along with Ming Qi, Ming Liu and Yue Shiba, rushed into the forest and instantly engaged in a fight with the evil sect disciples who were rushing towards them.

A grey-robed old man landed in front of Wei Shizhang. It was Ying Zhou, the sixth elder of the Evil Sect whom he met at the gate of the Sun and Moon Cottage in Xueyue Country that day.

"It's you!"

"How are you, my friend? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much! Today, I have come to greet you with all the members of the sect." An old voice leaked out from between his wide teeth. The staff in his hand stabbed into the ground fiercely, and the gravel under his feet quickly spread towards the burly figure opposite, trying to drag him into the endlessly opening deep ravine.

Ying Zhou was well aware of the Qingfeng Pavilion Master's strength. During that clash with the Sect Master, he had wielded the two massive hammers with such ease that they frightened everyone around him. Such proficiency at such a young age was truly rare.

But so what? All the powerful men in the sect are here today, and even if he has all the skills, he still has to spit out his last breath of Yang Qi.