The woman's face was getting closer and closer, and her warm breath with a charming fragrance sprayed on Dongfang Chen's face. The beauty looked at him resentfully, as if she was blaming him. Her snow-white fingertips raised and gently stroked her cheeks. A face that turned upside down was enlarged in front of him. Her bright red tongue slightly spit out the tip of her tongue and licked the corners of her lips. The crystal white skin showed a healthy pink, which made people unable to find any flaws.

Dongfang Chen had already taken off his strength, and with the arrow wound and poisonous attack, facing this confusing eyes, he felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and his body seemed to have lost its sense of independence. His hand slowly stretched out and placed it on her white little hand. There was a blank expression on his face, and he had obviously lost his mind and was controlled by someone...

The archers who came down from the roof were all confused by the face, wandering with their eyes, slightly opened their mouths, and looked at the woman in front of them with obsession, completely forgot where they were. The only thought in their hearts was to press the woman under them and enjoy herself...

Wan Mu smiled sweetly, and the spring feelings were hidden between her eyebrows and eyes, and the laughter was trembling. The laughter was charming. I wonder how many men were lost in this delicate laughter.

"King Qin, can you hand over the jade seal?" The voice was extremely sweet and heart-wrenching.

Wushuang knew something was wrong, so she shouted loudly, waking Dongfang Chen, and she struggled with both hands. A few sparks flashed everywhere, and the iron chain was broken by her.

She slowly walked to Wanru. Just as she was raising her steps, the dozen ninjas were already in a wary position. Wushuang didn't care much. She slowly bent down and her dark eyes shot straight into Wanru's heart. Wanru almost dared not to meet the light that burst out in that instant.

Her always cold voice was almost mixed with frost: "You are really brave."

Wanru shook the corners of her lips, and a very forced smile appeared on her face. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at her. "I...I..." A layer of sweat appeared on her head, but she had no choice.

Wushuang raised her jaw with two fingers, and seemed to have a hint of mockery in her slightly narrowed eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Want to be the queen?"

"Ah... no..." Wanru was stunned, raised her head, facing Wushuang's eyes, her eyes staring at her like a thin ice cold.

Wanru's head exploded with a "buzzing" sound. The deep eyes were like two cold ponds. The ink-colored eyes had a glassy color and were very beautiful. She forgot everything around her for a moment, and there were only these unique eyes in her mind.

"Why? I dare not admit it?" Wushuang raised his lips upwards, but his hands exerted even more force. Even though he deliberately hid the sense of oppression, the evil aura still faintly floated on the tip of his eyes.

"I..." Wanru pursed her lips nervously, and her faint eyes seemed to be dripping from water, with a pitiful look, her voice soft and soft, as if she was about to melt people. The sweet and soft sound made the people around her dizzy for a moment.

Wushuang looked at her eyes, and as her eyes were gently closed, the extremely cold smile spread slightly on her lips, "Do you still want to use charm?"

Wanru's whole body shook violently, Wushuang let go of her jaw. The force was not strong, but she pushed her back a few steps. After a moment, Wanru began to moan in pain, bit her lips tightly, and endured the pain of burning bones all over her body.

"Ah...you..." Wanru crawled on the ground in pain, with a faint twitching all over her body. She staggered to grab Wushuang's hand. Wushuang took a step back and avoided her hand.

Wanru hugged Wushuang's feet tightly, knelt at her feet, and curled up on the ground: "...Please...I can't stand it...I was wrong, let me go..."

Wushuang looked at Wanru's whole body trembling and moaned in pain. Her originally snow-white skin turned into a strange pink, knowing that this was a backlash of charm. Although she guessed that Wanru's charming skills were not low, she didn't know that she had already practiced the magic trick of charming the girl.

"King Qin... save me... I will never dare again, please... please..." Wanru had long lost the charming and charming appearance she had just now, with long hair and a pale face, and her eyes were begging with despair. She was like a drowning person climbing over that piece of driftwood and refused to let go if she died.

Dongfang Chen looked at her coldly and said disgustedly: "Wushuang, what do you think about dealing with her?"

Wushuang raised her backhand and held her in her hand and said, "There must be an ambush here by the King of Jingnan. Why not leave here with her as a qualifying?"

"Well, okay-" At the end of the sentence, Dongfang Chen shook a few more times, his face becoming more paler.

At this time, three thousand iron armors had already rushed in and broke the remaining few people!

"Chen, what's wrong with you?" Wushuang was shocked.

"It's okay, go quickly!" Dongfang Chen said.

"If you want to leave, I'm afraid you can't leave!" A heavy male voice came, and the entire mansion was surrounded by heavy troops.

Wangu was bleeding all over her body, humming uncomfortable, Wushuang snorted coldly, lit her acupoint, and the inexplicable heat unexpectedly retreated, which finally made her feel regain her mind.

Wushuang said coldly: "Let him withdraw his troops!"

Princess Wangu looked at King Jingnan pitifully and said in a sweet voice: "Prince, I am in their hands. Can you please order the withdrawal of the troops?"

King Jingnan laughed and said, "I will withdraw my troops for you, you are too naive! Give me a gift!"

After saying that, he personally took an arrow and shot a arrow at Princess Wangu.

Princess Wan Mu's pupils contracted, blood squirted in her chest, and she closed her eyes unwillingly.

Suddenly, the two sides fought and became a mess.

Wushuang hurriedly took a pill to Dongfang Chen, suppressing the poison and said, "Go away!"

"Get on the horse!" Dongfang Chen ignored her, picked up Wushuang, put it on the horse, and rushed out under the protection of the Iron Armored Army.

Zhaoye Lion Shenjun was extremely handsome, kicking left and right, kicking the enemy troops blocking the road to the ground, and running wildly towards the distance with his master.

While running wildly, the two of them were dealing with the warriors along the way. They couldn't help but be tired and empty, so they had to escape into the dense forest and hide their whereabouts under Misson's cover.

Dongfang Chen walked deep into the forest, abandoned his horse, took a photo of the night lion's head and whispered a few words. Zhaoye lion spread his hooves and walked in the other direction, leading away many pursuers for a while.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Wushuang carefully tidied Dongfang Chen's wound, and then smiled relaxedly and said, "Chen, thank you for saving me!"

In an instant, Dongfang Chen saw the smile on the corner of her lips, and there was a hint of being bewitched. He stroked Wushuang's hair and said, "Silly, you and I are husband and wife, why would you say thank you?"

Wushuang felt warmth in his heart, suddenly glanced at a grass, bent down and pulled it up, "It turns out that there is a spirit-eating grass here!" Wushuang put a plant in his hand that looked very strange in front of Dongfangchen. "This is a magical healing medicine for the yang, but it only grows in the cold and yin place. I can't use it, but you can."

Dongfang Chen took the grass and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at it. He chewed it and swallowed it. The hot medicine juice went straight to his throat and reached his lungs. His eyebrows were so bitter that they twisted together.

"About a day, the sword injury on your body will be fine. This poison injury is not easy to solve. Chen, who used the poison on you?" Wushuang asked with a slight anger in his eyes.

Dongfang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "It's not Murong Xue yet!"

Dongfang Chen told the story in the purple bamboo forest carefully, and Wushuang only understood it. However, the three men were all for her, and she couldn't say anything. As soon as she heard her stomach gushing, she changed the topic and said, "I'm hungry, there is a stream in front of me. Let's try my luck and see if there are any fish to eat?"

In a small river that is deep but clear, there are groups of beautiful fish swimming in the water that attract their full attention at the same time.

The two of them were sure to look at the fish swimming around in the water. They had not eaten for about two days, but their saliva was almost flowing down. Dongfang Chen, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, turned back to Wushuang in a tacit understanding.

Wushuang picked up a few branches and just walked to the river. Dongfang Chen grabbed her, "I'll do such a small thing."

The sunlight falling in the sky was set off by the mirror-like river water. After a moment, Dongfang Chen, who was standing near the shallows of the river, looked at Wushuang who was busy on the shore. The sparkling river water was reflected on her flawless face, piled up firewood to make fire and opened her belly. She seemed to be very skillful in doing such trivial things, and it seemed that she had been used to it for a long time. If he hadn't known her origin, he would have thought she was just an ordinary mountain village girl.

Dongfang Chen used to wear the fish he caught on the bamboo branches one by one and put them next to the fire to bake.

After a while, the beautiful smell of food gradually came. Dongfang Chen sniffed the fragrance that had already attracted his three souls and seven spirits, and squatted beside the fire with her patiently waiting to comfort Wudian Temple. Wushuang took a skewer of fish that had already sizzled oil and handed it to Dongfang Chen, picked up one and sent it to his mouth.

"Look at your eating behavior." Dongfang Chen looked at Wushuang with a smile. She ate very quickly, unlike an ordinary woman who chewed it slowly, with a few black oil marks on her face. His hands involuntarily stroked her cheeks and wiped them gently. He did not forget to help her push the long hair behind her so as not to be stained with smoke and dust.

Wushuang, who was burying his head and eating hard, was stiffened by his movements. He forgot to chew the fish in his mouth, and swallowed it whole "gudu". Dongfang Chen stopped eating and looked at her stunning face with a twist of his heart. He chuckled out a "puchi".

Wushuang smiled embarrassedly. Before the two of them finished eating the fish, Dongfang Chen suddenly stopped talking and felt the danger. His pupils shrank slightly, and he hugged Wushuang's waist. He suddenly leaped to the top of a dense fir tree and watched down.

As soon as the two of them jumped to the top of the tree, the wind was rustling. Three ugly middle-aged men with long bodies, dark faces and very similar facial features appeared by the river not far away. They said a few words in a low and quick manner.

Then, one of the figures with a scaly chin raised the shiny mace in his hand and knocked three hard on the ground. Very quickly, after his three maces, three more figures ran towards him from a distance. Several people nodded to each other and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Wushuang bit his lip and looked at the actions of those people, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his tight hands were faintly twitching.

Dongfang Chen, who was beside him, said in confusion, "Who are they? They have such a strange appearance and a strange figure." He turned his eyes and looked at Wushuang with inquiring eyes.

Wushuang lowered his voice and explained, "Fusang Shogunate, they are all the highest-level ninjas. They have been trained since childhood. These people are incomplete in mind, but their martial arts are extremely ruthless. They are first-class experts in tracking and assassination. Even I am not sure to deal with ten ninjas at the same time."

"What should I do now?" Dongfang Chen also felt that things were a bit tricky. Overloading the use of internal energy is a taboo in martial arts. Wushuang's true energy was exhausted and it would be impossible to have resistance for a while. He alone could not deal with the six supreme ninjas. Since they could find the river where they live, it was only a matter of time to find their hiding place.

"I..." Wushuang had not yet spoken the words in her mouth, but her eyes suddenly changed when she looked at him, and her expression changed drastically and looked directly at the dense forest behind him.

I saw birds and beasts flying in the forest, and countless birds and beasts fleeing. The sound of animals running came from the forest about a thousand meters away from their location, which was mixed with the short howls of wild beasts when they were bitten.

It was whispering, and the sound came in full swing like a tide.

"What's going on?" Dongfang Chen looked at Wushuang in surprise, wondering what could make her face change drastically.

It was broken! Wushuang's heart was cold. She finally knew why the Shangnin did not attack them directly. They took a more effective, direct and vicious way - the insect-inducing Gu.

"Forest marching ant." Wushuang's eyes shrank to the size of a needle. Wushuang, who has received countless jungle training in modern times, could tell at a glance what the real face of the black cloud was hitting fiercely.

The two looked in that direction, and the beasts in the forest ran away, wild boars, antelopes, tigers, leopards, wolves, and deer scrambled to trample on each other, running out of the dense forest, scattered in all directions. The ferocious tigers and leopards had no desire to prey, and were all fleeing in panic, while making a stern hissing.
Chapter completed!