But I don’t know how Feng Wuyou got this poison. In such a serious explosion, it not only did not have any toxicity, but it had no impact at all.

Zhuo Tianning originally wanted to grab Zuo Hui in his hand, but he didn't care about so much at this time, so he turned around and jumped off the stage.

Your own life is the most important.

Besides, Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan have been drawn out now, and Zuo Hui is useless, so there is no need to care about his life or death.

The noise was too big, even Xiao Jinglan didn't expect it.

"Prince..." Nie Zheng shouted again, waiting for Xiao Jinglan to give an order.

"Send a signal." Xiao Jinglan came back to his senses and said in a deep voice.

The explosion caused chaos in the scene, but it was not enough.

If you want to rescue Zuo Hui and escape safely, it will be even more chaotic.

After giving the order, he himself flashed and rushed out.

In the midst of chaos, a figure rushed towards the high platform.

In this case, there is no way for anyone who will do such a thing except Feng Wuyou.

This woman really doesn't let him worry.

But, what can I do? He spoiled it himself.

Nie Zheng received Xiao Jinglan's order and immediately sent a signal.

The white signal light was lit, which surprised Zhuo Tianning.

In an instant, he realized what was going on and almost wanted to laugh out loud.

That's great, as he expected, not only Feng Wuyou, but Xiao Jinglan is also here.

His trap really led both of them in.

In terms of strategy, who else in this world can compare with him?

"Send the order to defend Tianli Peak to the end, and do not let a suspicious person go down the mountain!"

He roared angrily.

In the battle of the cave, he lost face. This time, he wanted to get back all the lost face.

The personal soldiers beside him immediately ran to make arrangements, but before they could run a few steps, there was a sudden chaos in the position.

"Horse...the horse was shocked!"

"Does go!"

There were so many of them coming, so naturally they all had horses, and Tianlifeng was not dangerous. Many teams, including Zhuo Tianning and his personal soldiers, all came on horseback.

After reaching the top of the peak, the horses were left on the periphery.

But at this moment, the horses were neighing and rushed towards them wildly as if they were crazy.

"Bastard, what's going on!" Zhuo Tianning roared.

Who saw the horse? He was going to cut that damn bastard into pieces.

But the soldier shouted with a bitter face: "General, no, look... look at the ponytail!"

Zhuo Tianning looked at him and found that each horse's genus had flammable substances such as torches tied to the horses, and those horses were shocked because they were burned by the fire.

Feng Wuyou ran all the way to the platform, but noticed the movement but didn't even look back.

She was 100% sure that Xiao Jinglan was here, and 100% sure that after seeing her take action, Xiao Jinglan would definitely help her.

It seems that the riot is his help to him now.

I can think of using Jingma to disrupt the venue. Xiao Jinglan’s battle for so many years was indeed not in vain.

Her previous career was special. I don’t know how much she experienced in this kind of danger, so I have been used to it for a long time.

However, this time, she knew that Xiao Jinglan was helping her behind her, and she still felt a strange feeling in her heart.

That kind of sense of dependence was really something she had never experienced before.

However, this feeling just flashed by.

The most important thing now is to rescue Zuo Hui. The rest will be discussed later.wavv

Soon, Feng Wuyou rushed to Zuo Hui.

After the first explosion, the platform had collapsed, and Zuo Hui and the people on the platform fell down.

Later, when the second explosion occurred, the people who were standing were the ones who were standing, and for Zuo Hui who rolled to the ground like this, there was no harm.

It is precisely because of this that it is not so easy for Zhuo Tianning's people to capture Zuo Hui again.

"Young Master Zuo." Zuo Hui was tied up and was struggling to stand up. Suddenly someone grabbed his arm. He subconsciously wanted to resist. Fortunately, he heard Feng Wuyou's voice.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at Feng Wuyou in surprise.

Feng Wuyou had guessed that he could not speak before, nodded and confirmed his guess, and said, "I am Feng Wuyou. I don't have time to say so much now, I'll take you away first."

Feng Wuyou said that he was about to pull Zuo Hui away, but Zuo Hui struggled hard and refused to follow Feng Wuyou.

Not only did he not leave, he also hit Feng Wuyou with his shoulders, as if he wanted to let him leave him.

"Ah...ah..." He hit him twice without breaking away. He became anxious and opened his mouth to say something.

But this opening of his mouth made Feng Wuyou suddenly stunned.

His tongue...is gone.

The bloody piece in the mouth is simply a blood hole.

At that moment, Feng Wuyou's mind was empty.

She guessed that Zhuo Tianning would not treat Zuo Hui with politeness, but she didn't expect that he was so bold.

Zuo Hui is Zuo Zhengxuan's son, and Zuo Zhengxuan is the backbone of the old minister of Donglin.

Zhuo Tianning is really so bold, doesn’t even have any scruples?

After a moment of stuttering, Zuo Hui exerted force again. This time, he finally knocked Feng Wuyou away.

As soon as he broke free, Zuo Hui stepped back desperately, still screaming, as if he was very anxious.

Feng Wuyou is no matter how stupid he is, this time he understands it. Zuo Hui told her not to get close and was still driving her away.

But, why?

She couldn't help but take a step forward. Seeing this, Zuo Hui was even more anxious and retreated desperately to stay away from Feng Wuyou.

But... he was tied up and was surrounded by running Donglin Army. Even if so, where could he retreat?

Even though he tried his best to retreat, he was still very close to Feng Wuyou.

At this moment, a figure fell beside Feng Wuyou.

"Why haven't you taken him away?"

At the critical moment, Xiao Jinglan didn't say nonsense and asked questions directly.

Feng Wuyou had already rushed over, and Zhuo Tianning was escorted by his personal soldiers and retreated. Feng Wuyou should have taken Zuo Hui away long ago.

He was also ready to pick her up.

However, Feng Wuyou actually pulled and tugged with Zuo Hui, and was still in place for a long time.

This is not Feng Wuyou's style.

Xiao Jinglan was relaxed and Zuo Hui didn't know who he was, but when he heard him speak, he immediately knew.

Suddenly, his face was pale. He tried desperately to say something, but unfortunately, his tongue was cut and he couldn't say a word.

In desperation, he didn't know where he got the strength. He struggled with both hands behind his back and broke away the rope on his hand.

This is also thanks to the explosion just now, and Mars burned his rope a little, otherwise, he, a scholar, would not be able to break it.

Once his hands were free, he didn't care about the worn-out skin on his wrists, and hurriedly walked around in front of him and pulled his clothes, pulling him hard.

"Hahaha..." A rampant laughter suddenly sounded, and Zhuo Tianning was approaching again at some point.

He stared at Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan, his expression like a poisonous snake: "I didn't expect that this bait would be so effective, so I invited both Yan Emperor and Fangzhou Queen."

He reached out to take something out of his arms and said hideously: "The two of you are so affectionate, so let's die together!"

The thing in his hand was a small brown round bead. Feng Wuyou had seen this thing for many times, so of course he recognized it at a glance.

Lei Burning Beads, Feng Anran's inventory, something she wanted to find but hadn't found.

At this time, her wrists tightened, and Xiao Jinglan had already pulled her back quickly.

"What are you doing!" Feng Wuyou shouted angrily.

Zuo Hui is still there, and they will leave, so wouldn’t Zuo Hui die?

She admired Zuo Hui very much and could never see Zuo Hui dying in front of her.

"Wuyou, see clearly." Xiao Jinglan's voice came in a low voice.
To be continued...