After receiving the order, Jing He stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of Wang Er, who was struggling to get up and was about to run away. There was no expression on his indifferent face. He drew his knife and stabbed Wang Er in the crotch.

When the knife was raised and lowered, almost in the blink of an eye, a sound like killing a pig resounded throughout the bamboo forest.

His lifeblood...is gone...

Wang Er's eyes were full of panic, and he covered his lower body. The heart-wrenching pain made him bend his knees and kneel on the ground, and then he fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

"ah……"

Xiu'er let out an exclamation and covered her mouth. Her flowery face was still stained with tears, and her shock and fear were mixed with a bit of relief and relief.

Ling Feng kept her expression in his eyes, remained silent, pursed his lips and ordered: "Take her away!"

"yes!"

"You guys, where are you taking me...let me go...don't touch me..."

Xiu'er screamed in fear, struggling while shouting, but the arm grabbed her delicate arm like iron, and no matter how hard she waved, she could not escape the restraint.

Ling Feng frowned and said, "Stop her mouth!"

When her mouth couldn't make a sound, Xiu'er could only cry silently. The fear in her heart made her despair. Didn't she fall into the tiger's mouth just after leaving the wolf's den?

The night is sparse and the cicadas are chilling.

Ling Feng and his party took the gagged Xiu'er into a farmer's house. Xiu'er observed that this was Ping'an Town, and this farmer's house was Xinniang's yard. At this time, the yard was dark and the door was closed.

When I pushed open the back room, it was empty. The clothes inside were still there, but the ice pot and cold stove still proved that Xin Niang and Hu Zi did not return here after they escaped from trouble.

The guard lit the candle, and the whole room suddenly became brighter with candle flames flickering.

Lingfeng looked around. There were only simple furnishings in this small thatched house and some tiger puppets made of cotton and cloth. It was the paper pressed under the puppets that attracted his attention.

I came closer, took it off and took a look. The delicate but crooked handwriting on it awkwardly said airplanes, cannons, tanks...

What is this?

Ling Feng was about to take a closer look when he heard the guard's voice coming from behind him: "Wang, this woman..."

"Let her go." Ling Feng stuffed the papers into his sleeves, turned around and sat on the Grand Master's chair next to him, looking silently at Xiu'er who was scared out of his mind.

Xiu'er was pinned to the ground, and after the acupuncture points were unlocked, she quickly raised her head.

When she could clearly see through the bright candlelight the man who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, stroking the folds of his Shu sleeves, staring at her with a calm expression, his mouth opened wide in surprise, and his body tilted back.

They are exactly the same...

"Surprised? Because I look exactly like him?"

"..."

Xiu'er didn't dare to answer, and the sarcasm in his tone made her even more unsure. Was he the king who rescued them?

Who can tell her why the two people look exactly the same?

"The king is asking you something!"

"Ah? Oh. Folk girls...folk girls...are...exactly the same."

"Did they say anything?"

Xiu'er was shocked by their identical looks. Staring at the two people with the same appearance but different temperaments, her expression was also stunned. It took a long time before she responded: "No... no, that... the princess of North Vietnam, and

Jiu'er is a witch, and he said he is Jiu'er's fiancé."
Chapter completed!