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The horse carriage sped along the road, arriving at the fork in the road.

Zhao Fan turned around and said: "I'll have to trouble young lady, you know a way to hide."

Wen Jiu opened the curtain of the carriage with one hand and saw that the sky was covered by dark clouds and big drops of rain were falling.

Both sides of the road were forest, and the dirt was mottled along the road. The road on the left led to the county, while the right led to the mountains.

Wen Jiu said in reverse, "The mountain road is on the left, and the road to the city is on the right."

This person's personality was known for being suspicious. He wouldn't believe it even if he said it. He only asked you to test it out. Actually, he already had an idea in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Fan dragged her out of the carriage, and fiercely stabbed her sword into the horse tail. Blood immediately flowed down, and the fierce horse roared at the sky, as it rushed towards the left path in a berserk manner.

Zhao Fan asked her: "What is behind this mountain?"

"Behind the mountain is still a mountain." Wen Jiu said: "Once we enter this forest, we won't be able to find unfamiliar people even after three or four days."

Changping County was located in a remote place, and in other words, it was a beautiful scenery.

"Let's go!"

Without choosing on the left and right, Zhao Fan dragged Wen Jiu into the forest.

The rain continued to fall harder and harder. The mountain road became more and more difficult for her to traverse, but she could only endure and continue forward.

With Zhao Fan's character, even if he were to kill her with a single slash, he would definitely not let her go.

After walking for two hours, they finally reached the top of the mountain. Anyone who passed by could see them clearly. The trees were washed away by the heavy rain, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of leaves.

After finding a crack in the rock that could protect him from the wind and rain, Zhao Fan sat on top of it, holding his sword in one hand and using the Mountain Spring to wash his face in the other. He was even carrying a grey bag on his back, which looked unremarkable, but was actually able to make the prince carry something he couldn't let go of while he was escaping, it must be something precious.

Wen Jiu sat down three or four steps away from him. Zhao Fan felt that she wouldn't be able to escape, so he didn't mind her small movements. He turned his head and asked, "How far is this place from Anyang City?"

Wen Jiu said: "About a hundred miles."

An Yang City used to be the territory of Great Yan, but a few years ago, the Great Jin Empire attacked and captured three cities. The Imperial Court sent people to negotiate for half a month and automatically cut out seven more cities before they stopped the Armoured Cavalry of Great Jin.

"You're not afraid of me."

Zhao Fan suddenly changed the subject.

"You don't have to die just because you're afraid?"

Wen Jiu pressed his hand on his ankle. It was painful, but he still had life to know that it was good.

As for Zhao Fan, it was not that he did not fear Wen Jiu, but he hated him more than he feared him.

Zhao Fan had lost a lot of blood, if not for the heavy rain that had washed away his blood, the people who came looking for him would have caught up.

Furthermore, he had been severely injured, so it was obvious that he was forcing himself to stay here. Wen Jiu was together with him, if there was a chance, they might not even be able to kill him for revenge.

"I won't kill you, and I won't do anything to you."

Zhao Fan suddenly said this. He was very clear that the woman valued her reputation and had no face to return to her husband's house after being kidnapped by bandits. From the looks of it, it was not very likely for her to seek death, but she could not bear with the sinister thought of taking him with her.

His Highness had always known that there was no choice but to guard against the most venomous of women, and it would be better to say that he gave her a sweet: "Just a mere Changping County, how noble can a rich family be? As long as you and I can safely go to the place I want to go to, I can give you anything you want."

To be able to win the hearts of people at a time like this ? In the end, he was still a son of the heaven. He was ruthless and magnanimous.

Wen Jiu raised his head to look at him, and the corners of his mouth drew an arc.

In the torrential rain, a dozen or so people suddenly flew out from the forest. They were all dressed in black and covered their faces.

The leader threatened, "Our master has instructed that as long as you hand over what he wants, he will let you live."

He had repeated these words countless times from the Dijing to this remote Changping County. If Zhao Fan was willing to easily hand it over, how could he have fallen to such a state?

"You want it?" "Just come and get it!"

Zhao Fan took out his sword and quickly finished off the two black-robed men at the front.

His martial arts were average, but he was victorious in being ruthless and merciless. His moves were quick and ruthless, and along the way, his sword was stained with a lot of blood.

Seeing that, the group quickly clashed with Zhao Fan. Within the rain of sword light, people continued to fall to the ground, and Zhao Fan's body was covered with more and more wounds, with blood flowing profusely.

Taking the chance to retreat into the crevice while all the black-clothed men were focused on Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan grabbed him and used him as a shield.

Wen Jiu's shoulder was struck, blood unceasingly flowed out, dying her light green clothes red. She couldn't even shout out from the pain.

"In the future, Zhao Fan will definitely repay you for today's sword strike."

Zhao Fan used this kind of forceful use of her as a shield as if she was willing to help him block the attack. It could be seen that as long as this person was thick-skinned enough, there was nothing that he couldn't do.

There was a small path next to the cliff. Only one person could pass through at a time. He didn't know if he could run away, but it was impossible to encircle them like a swarm of bees.

Zhao Fan pulled her continuously backwards, and as they drew closer, sword moves and silver light accompanied with continuous rain drops fell. The scene was extremely chaotic, and Zhao Fan who was about to retreat to the small path suddenly tilted his body, and fell towards the cliff ?