He insisted on leaving, but Feng Qinghua shook her head, "If Mr. Yuan must go, it's best to bring a few people with him so that he can be taken care of."

Yuan Mohan waved his hand, "No, I want to be alone."

He disappeared as soon as he finished speaking. Feng Qinghua still wanted to take care of Zhan Beixiao, so she left him alone. She returned to the tent with a bowl of porridge and two side dishes.

Zhan Beixiao has already woken up, "Beixiao, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

He sat up with his arms supported, "My body is fine, but today's Flying Eagle Pass was a bit difficult. Based on my previous experience in battles, for people like us, a hard attack will definitely not work. We must use clever tactics to win by surprise."

Feng Qinghua took the big cloak and put it on him, "Let's have breakfast first, and we will discuss these matters later. I believe that with our experience in hundreds of battles, we will pass through Flying Eagle Pass safely."

The two of them had breakfast face to face. Feng Qinghua asked someone to put the things away and said, "I will inform everyone that we will set off in half an hour."

Wuying Tianze and the others put away the tents, loaded the pots and pans on the carriage, and packed everything neatly. The group walked along the official road towards Feiying Pass.

At this time, Yuan Mohan was still wandering nearby. This life experience suddenly became unbearable for him. He kept thinking about all the previous things in his mind, but he couldn't find any impression that the Saint of the Blood Clam Kingdom had come to look for him. When he was a child,

He hid when he needed someone to take care of him the most, but now he wants to take it back. What on earth was this cheap father thinking?

He walked forward with a melancholy look on his face, not paying attention to where he was walking. Suddenly he felt movement behind him, and he felt a chill in his heart. Based on his many years of experience, he must have been watched.

He didn't know yet whether this person was an enemy or a friend, but he was most likely here to kill him. He immediately tensed up and kept walking forward without looking back. His right hand was on the hilt of the sword, and his left hand held a dagger.

But what surprised him was that this man never made a move, but followed him leisurely. He was faster when he was faster, and slower when he was slower. This made him confused.

Didn't he come to assassinate him? He planned to take the risk. He came to a jungle and felt that the man was following him. He turned around suddenly and said, "Stop."

The person who was following him didn't expect to be discovered suddenly. The two of them happened to look at each other, but neither of them knew the other. They stared at each other for a moment, "Who are you?"

The two asked at the same time. Yuan Mohan saw that this man looked very similar to the man in black before. Although each had his own ugly ways, he could tell at a glance that he came from the same place.

Yuan Mohan frowned, "You have been following me for a long time, and now you ask me who I am? You don't even know who I am, yet you have been following me for a long time."

The man took out a portrait from his body and carefully compared it with the real person in the sun for a long time. Finally, he nodded doubtfully, "It seems to be you. Is your name Yuan Mohan?"

Yuan Mohan felt that this person not only had bad eyesight, but also had a bad brain. "I'm not Yuan Mohan, please don't follow me anymore."

He turned around and walked quickly through the jungle. He thought of Feng Qinghua. They should have set off at this time. He had to follow them as soon as possible. If he was left at Feiying Pass, wouldn't he be able to see him?

It's her turn.

He tiptoed and ran forward quickly. Although the man's brain was slow, his skills were not weak, and it didn't show how hard he exerted himself. He stayed by Yuan Mohan's side leisurely and contentedly, speaking without even taking a breath.

"Mr. Yuan, you must be Mr. Yuan. I have seen these eyes, and they are exactly the same as your mother's eyes. The charm is very similar."

When Yuan Mohan heard what he said, he suddenly became curious. He paused and said, "What did you say? Have you seen... her?"

The man nodded, "I'm lucky enough to have met her once. It can be said that my mother was the most powerful person in the country. At that time, no one in the entire capital knew about her."

Yuan Mohan lowered his guard, but he was still a little confused. This person didn't look very old, not even a few years older than himself. How could he have seen her? There was something wrong here.

Perhaps it was because the person looked young, or maybe he was still young at that time. He stared at the person and said, "Then what is her name? Is she still alive now?"

The man scratched his head and said, "I don't know much about this, but it was just a glimpse when I was young, and I haven't seen it since then, but those eyes are so beautiful that I can't forget them to this day."

Yuan Mohan relaxed all over, "Then which prince's subordinate are you? Why don't you kill me to take credit?"

The man laughed and said, "Mr. Yuan is indeed smart, but you guessed wrong. I was sent by the Holy One. I want to ask Mr. Yuan to go back with me. The Holy One wants to see you. He has been atoneing for his sins for so many years."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Mohan's face darkened, "Shut up, although my name is Yuan Mohan, I am not the person you are looking for. Please don't disturb me anymore and leave."

He turned around and ran in the other direction, but the moment he turned around, the man's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a spear flew out, very fast, and he saw that he was behind Yuan Mohan.

Heart.

Yuan Mohan never expected that this person would suddenly kill him. He kept running in front of him, not knowing that he was about to die here.

Between the lightning and flint, a sharp arrow flew over and knocked down the pine dart with a bang.

When Yuan Mohan heard something was wrong in the voice, he broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately turned around and saw the man slashing at you with a knife, "You evil son, since you don't recognize your father, why not kill him cleanly."

Yuan Mohan smoothly drew out his sword and faced him. The two quickly fought for two rounds, but the man was extremely skilled and used a very strange sword technique, so Yuan Mohan quickly became confused.

The man swung three swords at once, stabbing horizontally and obliquely with different changes but smoothly. Yuan Mohan felt that the cold light surrounded him, and the shadows of the swords were all in front of his eyes. He just dodged one sword, and then it came to the throat. He had no way to hide.

I sighed in my heart, "Qinghua, we will meet again in the next life."

"Stop." There was a sharp shout, followed by a flash of cold light, the man's knife was knocked away, and a man in black floated down leisurely.

As soon as the man looked at the person, he knew he was not his opponent and immediately ran away without a trace.

Yuan Mohan was scared to death. He knew that he had been rescued again. He opened his eyes and met a pair of soft eyes. This man was above forty years old and exuded a calm and capable aura.

"Little prince, my subordinate came late, which frightened the little prince."
Chapter completed!