"I have my own way. Fu Guang, please keep your eyes open. If no one is following you, you can go to the east mountain col. As long as you reach the east mountain col, you will be safe."
Ye Jinghan was at the mountain col in the west. She couldn't lure a strong enemy there, even if it was an insignificant strong enemy.
The mountain col to the east has defensive points left by his secret guards, so it should be better.
"Miss Gu, why don't I go and lure him away? I'm old and my body is almost exhausted. My life is not worth it..."
"I'll go."
Ye Feng struggled to get up, but when he moved a little, blood spilled out again.
Fu Guang knelt down on one leg, wanting to beg Gu Chunuan to let him go.
Gu Chunuan curled his lips and said, "You guys can pull him down. Even if the four of us put together, we can't defeat one of his fingers. What we rely on now is brain power, not force. If you still think of me as a friend, just do as I say.
Don't let me get distracted."
Fu Guang frowned, glanced around the steep Calabash Blood Mountain, and then glanced at Gu Chunuan, who was calm and confident, and finally accepted the order.
Unable to defeat Wen Shaoyi, he could only try his best to do everything so that his master would have no worries.
"Don't worry, Master, I will bring them safely to the col and then out of Gourd Blood Mountain."
"Little Fu Guang is so good."
Gu Chunuan pinched his delicate little cheeks, took a deep breath, and ran forward.
Fu Guang and the others looked at her back worriedly, really wondering how she could safely escape from the young master of the Tianfen Clan.
"Let's go."
Fu Guang carried Ye Feng on his back and asked, "Madam, can you still hold on?"
"Hold on... I can hold on."
Even if she can't hold on, she will try her best to hold on.
Ye Feng was silent, not saying a word, his eyes were no longer as bright as before, and he was so silent that it was scary.
No one knew what Ye Feng was thinking, but his eyes were very different from before.
The other end of Calabash Mountain.
Gu Chunuan leaned on the stone wall, folded his hands on his chest, and whistled lazily from time to time, with a casual attitude.
Wen Shaoyi was dressed in white, spotless, like a god who had just come into the world, an immortal, ethereal, with an indescribable elegance in his every move.
He was wearing a butterfly mask, so his true appearance could not be seen, but he had an outstanding temperament. His black hair was loosely tied with only a white ribbon. The breeze blew, and his black hair was fluttering. He was as beautiful as a mortal.
Gu Chunuan whistled, looked at him all over with naked eyes, and said with a teasing smile, "Handsome boy, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Wen Shaoyi raised his eyes slightly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Gu Chunuan slightly.
Gu Chunuan was dressed in the loose clothes of the demon clan's flag bearer, which completely hid her curvy, exquisite and beautiful figure.
There is no skull mask on her face, and her face is as beautiful as a fairy from heaven.
Especially the smile on her face, which is clear, harmless, and pure, and matched with her charming face, anyone who looks at it will feel very comfortable.
But he knew that Gu Chunuan was not as harmless and pure as he appeared.
On the contrary, she is sinister, cunning, and sinister.
"It's quite a coincidence."
Wen Shaoyi's voice is gentle and pleasant, with a clear meaning.
Others were not present and seemed to have expected it.
"Since we are so destined, why don't you take off your mask and let me see if you look good or not."
"Haha... you have fooled all my subordinates into a circle, and you still dare to ask me to take off my mask?"
