"Good guy!" Murong Fu looked at the white marten and thought to himself that this little thing is really powerful.

"Why don't you leave quickly!" Zhong Ling grabbed Duan Yu's hand in a daze and whistled again. The white marten was about to return to her, but he suddenly saw a strong wind coming from behind.

"Yeah!"

Zhong Lingdiao struggled, but could not break free from the shackles of the leather bag.

Zhong Ling screamed: "Diao'er!"

It turned out that "Li Yanzong" took out a black leather bag from somewhere and put Zhong Ling Diao in.

"Hehe..." Murong Fu looked at Zhong Lingdiao who was squirming and struggling in the leather bag, and smiled in his heart. He had already prepared the props for dealing with this little thing.

Another person heard the sound and walked out of the grass behind him.

"Catch them!" Murong Fu ordered.

Zhong Ling looked at him fiercely, but could only hold Duan Yu's hand, thinking that Zhong Ling Diao could only come back to save him, and send the scholar out first.

The two of them ran between the grass on the hillside. Fortunately, the weeds were taller than the head. They accidentally fell into a pit and were completely covered by the weeds.

The pit was extremely small, and the two young bodies were tightly pressed together. Duan Yu was about to make a sound, but Zhong Ling covered his mouth and pointed it on it.

"Where did the person go?"

"I don't know, why did you disappear after turning a corner?"

It was the voice of two pursuers, and then the voice of Li Yanzong appeared again.

"We must not let these two people escape, otherwise they will report to Jianhu Palace and we will fail."

Murong Fu said loudly to his two subordinates, but his eyes glanced in the direction where the two of them were hiding.
Chapter completed!