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Only after Feng Feixuan confirmed that the other person was completely dead and that there was no more breath left did she let go and picked up the food in the food in the food box, beginning to wolf it out and swallow it. Now, it was only the first step. She had to replenish her strength before she could successfully escape.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Feng Feixuan moved the black clothed man's corpse onto the bed, then started to take off his clothes, not even sparing the clothes on the innermost layer of his body. This night was extremely cold, and the temperature difference between it and the day was too great.

Moreover, her figure was clearly shorter than this person's. She wore more clothes, so at least for the moment, it was difficult to notice her figure.

Her hands and feet were nimble. In just a moment, she had stripped the man in black clean, leaving only a pair of bedpants covering the key parts of his body. Of course, the daggers and concealed weapons on the man in black were all in her pocket.

Feng Feixuan was very calm when faced with this corpse, and she didn't have the slightest sense of guilt because as a soldier, it was either you or I who died on the battlefield. sympathizing with the enemy would be equivalent to harming oneself and your compatriots.

In the next moment, Feng Feixuan put on the mask and opened the door with the food in her hands.

Meanwhile, borrowing the moonlight, Feng Feixuan was finally able to clearly see the entire appearance of the deep mountains. Smoke coiled around, trees grew about, and wild beasts wailed. This was obviously an unexplored primitive mountain forest. Feng Feixuan's hand that was holding the food box tightened. Wanting to leave seemed to be even more difficult than she had imagined.

But she didn't have time to think. She walked quickly to the kitchen, where there was still some light, but halfway to the kitchen, she dropped her food box, arched her back, and, clutching her stomach with an agonized gesture, made for the distant rooftops.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the man in black on the roof was starting to feel impatient. However, he thought that his companion had eaten something and had gotten upset, so he didn't think too much about it. He could only keep his eyes wide open and stay alert, not daring to be sleepy in the slightest.

An hour passed, and he finally noticed the abnormality. He gestured to the air, and all the surrounding guards appeared. He motioned for them to follow the direction in which their companions had disappeared. The rest of them surrounded the house, and he broke through the door.

The room was empty except for his dead companion who was lying naked on the bed.

Anger, shame, and sorrow filled his heart at the same time. He angrily said, "Send the signal to Master, the rest of you follow me to search the mountain, we won't find him. As for the other fourteen people, we will bring the leader for punishment."

"Yes." With a single command, all of them split up.

Besides, at this time, Feng Feixuan had already been out for over an hour, determining the direction as she quickly moved forward. Stepping on the thorns and shrubs, she carefully avoided the nest and insect poison, safely descending halfway down the mountain.

She was glad that things went smoothly, but the ring in her hand turned even redder. The temperature also increased, scorching her skin and making her feel uneasy.

Feng Feixuan really wanted to break it off and throw it away so that no one would catch up and discover the red light and get in her way. However, the ring seemed to have a mind of its own. The harder she tried to break it off, the tighter it tightened.

It was impossible. She could only give up again. He tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped his fingers around it until they could no longer see the red light.

Suddenly, a bunch of fireworks shot through the sky. Without even looking, he knew that the black clothed man had already discovered her escape. This was a signal to the bronze masked man. Feng Feixuan cried out in her heart. She believed that her speed was already extremely fast, but when she saw this smoke and fire signal, she truly wished that she could grow wings and fly out.

He knew that he didn't have much time, and with the arrival of the bronze masked man, he might really find it hard to escape. She became more and more anxious as she thought about it. In order to speed up, she no longer cared about anything else but was cut all over by tree branches and thorns along the way.

However, just as she was about to raise her head to confirm the location of the Big Dipper again, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. The pain in her head quickly spread throughout her body. Her four limbs seemed to have lost all their function, and she fell to the ground while twitching.

As a special forces soldier, based on her understanding of military medicine, this was the symptom of her poison.

It's over.

When she thought about how it wasn't easy for her to be reborn into this world, and how she still didn't know anything about it, yet was bullied, poisoned, and imprisoned … Now he was going to die from poison? Hmph, that's good enough. The original body's origins might not be simple at all.

No, she, Feng Feixuan, had never given up. Even if it was in the most difficult of trenches, with cannon fire filling the skies, even if it was only a 1% chance of survival, she still had to crawl out from here.

Although her vision was blurred, with her previous memory, sharp hearing, and sense of smell, she headed north, lurking and crawling.

There was no way out of this mountain, and even if there was, she would not dare to go through it. To lead the way in this wild forest, her feet were alright, but now she could crawl through it with her bare hands, covered in thorns and wounds.

At this moment, Feng Feixuan's energy was almost depleted. When she touched a rock in front of her, she couldn't help but sit down to rest. Quietly absorbing the surrounding air, Feng Feixuan didn't notice that the miasma that emitted from underground directly bypassed her, leaving only the fresh aura of the mountain.

Suddenly, a peculiar wind blew. Someone was coming this way, not towards the road, but towards the sky.

He really couldn't be at peace for even a moment.

Feng Feixuan flipped over, opened up the bush beneath the rock, and hid inside the nest. She then restored the original position of the shrub and laid down quietly with her back against the rock.

Putting her body down so heavily, Feng Feixuan struggled to reach out and actually touched that it wasn't dirt, but vines intertwined together. Her slender little hands drilled through the cracks, so empty that she couldn't feel anything and didn't know how deep it was. Fortunately, these vines were very firm, so it was not a pressure at all to bear her weight alone.

As she thought this, she took a branch from the side and threw it inside, listening attentively without any reaction. How deep was this hole?

In just a moment, the miasma outside began to spread out, wrapping itself around the icy rocks and not dispersing for a long time, as if there were no signs of humans.

Feng Feixuan did not dare to move again. She pricked her ears to listen, and the sound of the wind became more and more intense. Then, a flame appeared above her head, as four or five people flew past. However, he only used a torch to illuminate her, and did not notice anything wrong, so he did not stay for long.

They would never have imagined that a living person would be able to easily hide in a bush.

However, she didn't dare to be careless. She continued to lie there motionlessly. Just as he was about to heave a sigh of relief, a gust of wind blew past him, almost lifting the bushes by his side up.