C5 Encountering an Ambush

When the carriage stopped at noon, Qian Mu found that the man who had helped him carry the water was also outside the yard. When he saw her, the man walked over with a smile. Qian Mu took a step back nervously.

"I didn't know you were a wangfei. Sorry, I've offended you for talking so much that day." Zhong Li took a step forward and smiled warmly at the retreating crowd. Qian Mu could tell from his attitude that he wasn't a servant of Nether King's Mansion, especially his clothes.

"It's fine, thank you for your help that day." She lowered her head in haste, and couldn't help but feel the sweat on her palms when she was in front of Ming Ruo Fan. It was because of the wolf from that day, and this man's body was filled with cold air. As long as he could get close to him, especially after a series of events, he knew that Ming Ruo Fan was the first person he had been afraid of in years.

"General Zhong Li, Zhong Li, rest over there." He nodded his head and received the last order he had been hoping for. Coincidentally, it was quite awkward for him as he stood there dressed in white, feeling that he was too clean and clean. It turned out that he was General Zhongli, the great hero of Chu.

"Are you really going to take her there?" Zhong Li gazed at the departing figure, and as he sensed the cold glints from the people around him, he retracted his gaze.

"Yes." "Yes." Ming Ruo Fan nodded in agreement, her lips still tightly pursed into a line.

"Are you sure her blood is useful to you?"

"..." "I don't know. Let's give it a try." That night, Mu fell asleep when Ah Da rushed to the back wall. When Ming Ruofan approached her, he discovered a faint scent of osmanthus flowers, very faint, but enough for him to smell it. That man in black also had the scent of osmanthus flowers, so he brought Ah Da along to investigate, but at first he thought it was left by the man in black. There was a scent of her blood, and it made him feel as if he was resting. He had a feeling that the blood was useful to him.

"Since you've decided, this is the only way. It just so happens that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming …" "Hopefully, it will work." Seeing that Ming Ruofan insisted on Zhong Li Luo not saying anything more, he turned around and walked towards his horse. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the girl dressed in goose-yellow clothes. He couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but it felt extremely peaceful. She could really help Ruofan.

At this moment, Mu Qian could only think about why Ming Ruofan brought her out. He did not know that he was going to a place that looked like hell. That place was bloodthirsty and cruel, which helped her experience her fear of Ming Ruo Fan even more.

"Dry Wood …" The leaves rustled, and a hint of a smile could be seen on his ice-cold face. It was especially strange to see the expression on his face.

After he had rested enough, he continued on his way. At this moment, he was sitting in the carriage, feeling uneasy. The cold gaze beside him hadn't left him for even a quarter of an hour. Wasn't he tired either? Being stared at by Netherworld Udumbara was like being stared at by a wolf. It made one's blood run cold, but she could not resist. This feeling was extremely strange.

Suddenly, the carriage came to a sudden stop, and Mu Qian, who was lost in thought, leaned forward slightly. Fortunately, Ming Ruofan held her back in a moment of caution, but this wouldn't make Qian Mu too good of a situation, because she was all wrapped up in Ming Ruo Fan's embrace, with her heart beating in her chest and her ear pressed against the wall, she couldn't help but feel hot.

"What is it?!" In reality, the moment he embraced her, he could smell the fresh fragrance wafting into his nose, calming down his internal energy instantly. Maybe you will be of use to me, Qian Mu.

"We met an ambush. Be careful." Zhong Li Luo's voice was a little indistinct to the ears of Gan Mu. He could only hear the heartbeat of the Netherworld Udumbara. She tried to struggle free, but her shoulder was held back by a warm hand.

"Don't move, you're wounded." These were the gentlest words he had ever heard since he came into contact with Netherworld Udumbara. Although she knew he might still have said it with a cold face, but … However, he felt an unprecedented gentleness. He felt his entire body heating up.

"Stay here. Don't come out." He let go of her body and seriously stared at her with his cold eyes. As he looked at her black eyes, he subconsciously nodded his head, and when he came back to his senses, she was the only one left in the carriage, along with the warm dagger.

The handle was inlaid with a blue gem, the scabbard had golden dragon-like markings, and the dried wood flicked its fingers gently. According to her past experience, the scabbard was made of gold, but it was hard to say if it was completely gold. At this moment, the hand that held the dagger tightened, since the gem was also worth quite a bit of silver. If Ming Ruo Fan forgot to retrieve his dagger, then he would have to stay by his side. After leaving Hades' manor, he would not be able to be treated as a household expense.

Even though she had been begging for years, her life had gone smoothly, and she didn't even remember when she started begging anymore. She just remembered that when she first started, there was a strange old man with white hair, but he seemed to be full of energy, especially after knowing that she had some basic martial arts skills, he had constantly taught her some martial arts lessons, and also taught her to hide her inner force skills. However, she had already lost track of him during the first half a year after entering the palace. In the future, he would have to provide support for his father.

She had walked back and forth with that old man before, and she was even more familiar with some of the herbs. The old man was afraid that she would have a disease or something in the future that she couldn't cure, and that strange fragrance, although it only lasted for an instant, was actually poisonous arrows, especially the arrows, which constantly lit up as if they had been smeared with fluorescent powder.

"The arrow is poisonous." Qian Mu shouted at the guards of the mansion who were fighting with the group of black-clothed men outside the carriage. Of course, she would never admit it, even though her eyes were fixated on Ming Ruo Fan's body … He had kept the dagger to protect himself. Even though he had made himself blush with embarrassment with a single sentence, he had brought it with him to such a dangerous place.

As soon as he said that, the horse seemed to be frightened and started to raise its front hooves crazily, screaming and running around. Lin Mu was anxious to jump off the carriage, but the moment the horse carriage flipped over, his standing body fell straight onto the ground, and the horse was shot by a poisonous arrow. He ran crazily in the direction of the forest, out of Hades' line of sight, and tried to use his inner force to jump off the horse carriage to escape, but a figure suddenly jumped onto his back.

Although he was very grateful that he appeared at this time, he couldn't show his martial arts now that he had appeared. The old man said that he had to save his life at a critical moment, and he definitely couldn't show it in front of outsiders.

On the back of the horse, he tried his best to control the reins, but apparently, the poisoned horse was like a mad man who couldn't control himself. On the back of the horse, he tried his best to control the reins, but apparently, the poisoned horse was like a mad man, he couldn't control himself.

While they were still in shock, the horse suddenly ran crazily, and the horse carriage crashed into a rock when it fell. When Ming Ruo Fan turned around, both the horse carriage and the dried wood rolled down the steep slope.

They seemed to have left the team for too long, and now that Zhong Li was dealing with those people, he could only send a signal to himself after he was done with them. He could only wait for them to come over, and when Ming Ran bent down to pick up the dried wood, he was pulled by the wound on his waist until his lips moved a little. It was a little painful, and when he pressed his hand on the bleeding wound, it didn't look deep, but it was very troublesome. The arrow was poisonous.

Fortunately, there was water and food in the broken carriage. He tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and applied some Gold Sore Medicine on his wound, bandaging it briefly, and although the blood was black, he knew that the poison was not strong, and as long as it was not too poisonous, it was useless. The cold poison in his body was several times stronger than the poison.

"Mm …" The middle finger on his left shoulder was bleeding on the white bandage, and the lips were pursed together. The faint fragrance once again entered his nose, and when the bandage was torn off, blood dripped out from his fair skin, and perhaps the messy state of his clothes and the exposed exposed shoulder did not attract too much attention, but this fresh, red, fragrant blood made him unable to shift his eyes away, as if enticing, as he lowered his head and lightly sucked on the bandage to regain his inner strength.