Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

Not far from the cave, the man in the iron mask searched around the cave for a while and then left. The shadow guard guarding the entrance of the cave breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Wen Zhiyue curling up, Ye Nanxuan untied his cloak and put it on Wen Zhiyue's body.

"Your Highness." Xuemei opened her eyes warily and saw that the person in front of her was Ye Nanxuan. Her nervousness relaxed. Ye Nanxuan made a small gesture to her, and Xuemei nodded lightly.

Yu Wenjing, who was not far away, snorted coldly. Ye Nanxuan glanced at him disdainfully, then returned to his original place and sat down.

A ray of sunlight shone into the cave through the cracks in the rocks. Wen Zhiyue opened her eyes slightly and blocked the light with her hands.

"Girl, you're awake." Xuemei stepped forward to help Wen Zhiyue up, and took out a wet handkerchief and handed it to her, "The prince soaked it with water made from snow early in the morning. Girl, please make do with it first."

Looking at the handkerchief in her hand, Wen Zhiyue felt warm in her heart. Ye Nanxuan had taken great care of her no matter in the past or present life.

The noise outside the cave interrupted Wen Zhiyue's thoughts, and Xuemei pouted, "Prince Yuehuan and the girl are in conflict with each other. As soon as he comes, the girl is hunted down, so the prince should teach him how to behave. It’s best not to meet the girl again in this life.”

"How long have they been fighting?" Wen Zhiyue wiped her face with a handkerchief and kept looking out.

"The girl is worried that the prince will not be able to defeat Prince Yuehuan." A smile appeared on Xuemei's face.

"It will be detrimental to us if either of these two people is injured." After saying that, she walked out of the cave. The green vines on her wrists separated the two fighting people. "There is still a long way to go before Tianyu. If you don't take a good rest, you will be on your own." Fighting over what to do.”

After the two looked at each other, they walked towards Wen Zhiyue together.

"Yue'er, there will be no mistakes in the discussion between Gu and the prince. Gu will definitely protect you." Yu Wenjing cast his evil eyes on Ye Nanxuan.

Ye Nanxuan put the sword back into its sheath and passed by Wen Zhiyue angrily. He made another note to Yu Wenjing in his heart, "If you dare to provoke me, I will destroy your spirit and make you unable to compete with me." Competing."

"Your Highness, you can reach Yuehuan from here to the north. From here, let's go separately." After Wen Zhiyue finished speaking, she walked towards the cave without waiting for Yu Wenjing to speak.

The group simply packed up and continued on the road.

"Look, girl, Prince Yuehuan is here again." Xuemei rode on horseback and turned to look at Yu Wenjing behind her.

"Don't worry about him, let's go quickly." After saying that, Wen Zhiyue whipped the horse and ran forward quickly.

Ye Nanxuan paused for a moment, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to go to Tianyu with us, so we are not afraid that something will happen to Yuehuan Dynasty."

"Gu Zai Yuehuan has been setting it up for three years. What will happen in just a few days?" Yu Wenjing smiled evilly, "Although it is a little worse than the prince, it is still enough to deal with those idiots in Yuehuan."

"Your Highness, you'd better not regret it." After saying this, Ye Nanxuan galloped forward on his horse. Yu Wenjing smiled contemptuously and quickly followed.

"Girl, after climbing over this mountain, you will reach the territory of Tianyu." Xuemei looked at Wen Zhiyue excitedly, "You can go home soon."

Seeing Xuemei's joy, Wen Zhiyue's eyes softened and she looked into the distance along the sunshine. The empty hillside was covered with snow, and a few crows landed on the dry branches.

With a crow's crow, a sharp arrow shot towards Wen Zhiyue's chest. Xuemei shouted in shock: Girl, be careful. "

Wen Zhiyue was unable to dodge, and the arrow passed by her left shoulder.

Looking at the torn clothes, Wen Zhiyue looked towards the old dead tree. A group of iron masked men flew towards her. Wen Zhiyue faced the iron masked men, drew out the soft sword from her waist and started fighting with the iron masked men.

Xuemei turned her horse's head to kill the man in the iron mask. At this moment, a woman rode towards Xuemei with hatred in her eyes and her sword pointed directly at Xuemei's neck.

"Xuemei, be careful behind you." Wen Zhiyue killed the iron masked man in front of her, looked at Xuemei, and was horrified to find that someone was attacking Xuemei from behind.

Hearing Wen Zhiyue's reminder, Xuemei quickly bent down and the sword flashed over her head. She stood up and quickly turned her horse's head to kill the person who sneaked up on her.

The two of them fought without deciding the winner. After dozens of rounds, the two of them looked at each other. Those eyes seemed familiar to Xuemei. Suddenly she shouted loudly, "Who did I think he was? It turns out he is a traitor. He only attacks from behind." .”

"You know who I am." The woman smiled contemptuously and asked calmly.

"I know you who turned into ashes." Xuemei looked at Xueyi with disgust, "I feel sick after living with someone like you for five years."

Xuemei's words angered Xue Yi, and she rushed towards Xuemei in one quick step. After Wen Zhiyue killed the iron masked man, she took out her crossbow and shot an arrow at Xue Yi's back. The arrow passed through her chest, and Xue Yi Looking at the arrow on his chest, he turned to look at Wen Zhiyue, eyes widened, and fell off the horse. The horse was a little panicked and stepped on Xue Yi's body, staining the snow red with blood.

"Girl." Xuemei rode her horse to Wen Zhiyue's side. Wen Zhiyue put away the crossbow and looked at Xue Yi's miserable face in the snow, "I wanted to keep her alive, but she didn't cherish it, so let's send her away. .”

Before Wen Zhiyue had time to collect her emotions, a group of men in iron masks came from a distance on horseback. At this time, Ye Nanxuan and Yu Wenjing also came to Wen Zhiyue.

"Is Yue'er okay?" Yu Wenjing looked at Wen Zhiyue with some worry, and Wen Zhiyue turned her head and glared at him, "Why are you still here?"

"Your Highness, you see, as soon as you appear, someone will chase the girl. I beg you, Your Highness, to stay away from my girl." Xuemei glared at Yu Wenjing angrily.

Yu Wenjing had no choice but to say calmly: "Those in front will be here soon. When Yue'er reaches Tianyu safely, I will not follow you." After saying that, he rushed towards the iron masked man.

"My lord, I don't know how many people in iron masks are ahead. Let's go another way."

After listening to Wen Zhiyue's words, Ye Nanxuan nodded, and the group quickly changed direction and rode towards the south.

"You have changed your ways, why didn't you tell me in advance." Yu Wenjing fought with the iron masked man, watching Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan running south with the shadow guards. After he killed the iron masked man beside him, he planned The horse chased in Wen Zhiyue's direction.

"Girl, look, Prince Yuehuan is chasing us again with a man in an iron mask." Xuemei was so angry that if Yu Wenjing wasn't the prince, Xuemei would have really wanted to kill him.

"Ignore him, let's leave quickly." Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan ran forward side by side.

After running a few kilometers forward, the master of Xiuyue Pavilion came towards him with dozens of men in iron masks.

"The master of Xiuyue Pavilion will kill me and silence me. When I return to Tianyu, I will destroy Xiuyue Pavilion." Wen Zhiyue greeted the master of Xiuyue Pavilion, with hatred in her eyes, and the two of them stood on horseback. While fighting, Ye Nanxuan followed closely behind him. He raised his sword and killed the man in the iron mask who stopped him from moving forward.