Eunuchs are not easy

The little eunuch brought bad news.

As soon as he finished his stammering speech, the noisy voices from outside came in through the tent.

Fu Huan still maintained this sliver of clarity, and when he heard this movement, he sat up reflexively regardless of his body's exhaustion, his eyes were still a little confused, "What's wrong?"

After hearing the news about the little eunuch, An Huajin raised his foot and was about to go out to have a look, when he heard Fu Huan's voice, the originally frowned eyebrows suddenly flattened when he turned sideways, "It's okay, Huanhuan, you can rest at ease..."

Suppressing the danger in his heart, he saw Fu Huan looking at him quietly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and when his chin was slightly hooked, An Huajin's eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

Almost subconsciously, the moment Fu Huan raised his hand, he bent forward suddenly, and rolled sideways with the strength of his predecessor.

At the critical moment, he saw a few strands of black hair rising with the swing of his figure, chopped off by the sword.

"Zheng"

The edge of the long sword that came with him was turned around.

The little eunuch at the back changed his obsequious appearance and showed a fierce look on his face. He raised the extremely slender sword in his hand again, and as soon as the blade turned, he was about to attack An Huajin who was about to get up on the ground again.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but luckily An Huajin hid very quickly, otherwise if it fell on him, although he wouldn't die, he would certainly be seriously injured.

Fu Huan had already discovered what was wrong with the little eunuch. Although the disguise was excellent, the blood accumulated in his body for a long time could not deceive anyone.

Fortunately, An Ci still has a tacit understanding with her, and the posture of hiding the knife is really not unfamiliar at all, and it is still smooth.

Without much delay, Fu Huan pulled out the sword beside him very quickly, and blocked it with a low shout.

"A Ci, let's go." After waving the man away, Fu Huan took advantage of his staggering steps and kicked him again.

The consequences of doing some movements in a smooth manner are... vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow.

However, this did not affect Fu Huan's performance. She fought this person, giving An Huajin a chance to go out and call someone.

Wan Wan didn't want to just watch the man go out, before he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the man stumbled back with a pale face, with an arrow stuck in his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" Fu Huan used his anger to give the opposite person a final blow, kicked him away with another kick, and then stroked the weak-looking person to check his wounds.

The point of the arrow pierced through his entire shoulder, and the sparse blood stained the brocade robe on his body, and the tip of his nose and forehead were covered with sweat due to the pain, but he was resilient and didn't make a sound.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Fu Huan frowned. Hearing the chaotic voices outside, he said softly, "Let's get out of here."

An Huajin held her hand on his shoulder, shook her head, "It's too late, outside..."

The eyes that were beginning to defocus slightly slanted down, but fell down after a while, the eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and the thin lips were drawn into a line, "Huanhuan, leave me alone... let's go first. "

"..." Fu Huan felt the pressure on the back of his hand, if it wasn't for the wrong scene, he really wanted to roll his eyes.

Let me go first, but you let me go!

"Where are your people?"

There will always be no one left by your side.

"I was alone with you, so I sent everyone away." An Huajin sat down following Fu Huan's movements, saw her looking out with her long neck, frowned without leaving any traces, and hooked her fingers subconsciously Fu Huan's clothes corner.

Seeing Fu Huan turned around with a puzzled expression, he put it down in an instant, and the corners of his mouth curled up dismally, "Huanhuan, don't worry about me."

Fu Huan nodded casually, then stared at the sight behind him that was about to turn into reality, picked up the long sword in his hand, and first moved his head closer to the tent to take a look.

Fire was banned in the forest, but at this time, the flames were soaring outside, and people were dizzy from the heat.

Water is everywhere, the sound of water, and all kinds of calls for help are mixed together in a mess.

As soon as he took a step out, he was forced to retreat by the arrow that fell to his feet.

Quickly scanned around, after not finding the source.

Fu Huan turned around and unexpectedly met An Huajin's eyes, like the first mist rising from a calm lake, making it unreal.

Also bad luck.

"Huanhuan, don't worry about me." An Huajin blinked twice, staring at the half-kneeling person in front of him.

Fu Huan glanced at him, raised his hand and fed him a pill before he could react, then pinned his movement with his leg, and then quickly cut off the barb of the arrow with his sword with the other hand, and then circled to Shoot the remaining arrows in front.

"Hmm..." An Huajin snorted, his brows twisted for a moment due to the pain, his eyes looking at Fu Huan were a little dazed, the inside was filled with mist, apparently he did not expect Fu Huan's actions.

Fu Huan didn't delay too long, and he treated his wound with cloth.

"Let's go!" Standing up on his legs, he nodded his chin at An Huajin who was still in a daze, and walked out while arranging the weapons in his hands, "Where are you going now?"

No one came over for such a long time, and An Huajin's camp was remote and on the edge, so he couldn't see what was going on, and he didn't know what happened to the others.

However, no matter how you think about it, the guards of the hunting grounds should not be like this.

The more Fu Huan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. When he turned his head, he found that An Huajin was still sitting where he was, with his head half down, half of his body hidden in the shadows, and the white cloth on his shoulders that treated the wound also reflected some red plums.

At first, he was stunned for a moment, then Fu Huan patted his forehead suddenly, walked over quickly, and helped him up, "Aci, do you know something?"

"Or..." Did you make a fool of yourself!

"Huanhuan doesn't believe me?" He was interrupted before he finished speaking. His voice was low, as if he couldn't believe it, and he was a little hurt.

That said, but the action mouth is not the case.Taking advantage of his height and posture, he put his chin on the top of Fu Huan's head, and rubbed it unconsciously. He looked at the firelight outside the tent with deep eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he looked carefully at the lines on the corners of his mouth, which were slightly raised.

But Fu Huan didn't know all of this. She was half-embraced by the other party, with a numb expression on her face.

After a while, she moved her nose and said emphatically, "It's not a question of whether you believe it or not."

"How much you cherish your life, I don't know yet?"

No one came to protect him for so long, even if he left before, but now that such a big thing happened, there shouldn't be any rumors.

There are still people outside who prevent them from going out, so it's hard not to think about it.

"They did what they should do." An Huajin sighed leisurely, "So now I can only trouble Huanhuan to protect me."

"..." Fu Huan elbowed him back, a hint of danger flashed across his eyes, "So you really did it?"

"Hiss..." Because the action touched the wound, An Huajin frowned, held Fu Huan's hand, and shook his head lightly, "Huanhuan wronged me."

"No matter how much I've been ostracized and framed by others, I can't do this kind of treason, and I'm going to commit such a crime!"

Of course, it's just killing people with a knife. What's bloody is what others have to do with me.

Since the king of Zhou acquiesced to those people's small actions, he had to bear the consequences of the small actions. After all, he was a big piece of fat, and there were wolves before and tigers behind, so it was difficult not to attract people's attention.

Fu Huan had his own thoughts in his mind, but he just asked casually, and didn't really intend to hear anything useful from him.

It's no longer safe here.

Fu Huan glanced at the little eunuch lying on the ground, and revealed his face, "Do you know him?"

"Not everyone deserves to be remembered by the manager." An Huajin's jaw tightened, and there was a trace of hostility in his eyes, but under Fu Huan's gaze, he slowly snorted uncomfortably, "I don't know."

"..."

Fu Huan thought about it and checked and rummaged again, and found that the other party had tiny calluses on the tiger's mouth, and a bronze medal pinned to his waist.

Handing the sign to An Huajin, Fu Huan patted the non-existent ashes in his hand and got up, "Let's go, to His Majesty and the others."