The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

An hour and a half passed quickly like a flash, and the dull sound of the gong rang out again. The officers struck the gong hard, and the sound echoed in the air, urging the prisoners to continue on their journey.

The brother and sister Song Chen and Song Ning sat on the shaft of the donkey cart to drive the cart. However, Huahua was now too big and there was no place for it either in the carriage or on the shaft. It could only follow the donkey cart and walk slowly.

Madam Feng sat in the carriage, her eyes full of worry and expectation. She had been hoping that Qiao Ping would return, but as time passed, there was still no sign of Qiao Ping, which made her feel even more depressed, and a depressed look appeared on her face.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage became a little strange, as if filled with a faint haze. Everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, and no one spoke.

But Feng Jiuli, the little kid, was like a carefree little fool, grinning with his big white teeth, and laughing foolishly.

He had no idea what his mother was worried about, nor did he understand why the atmosphere in the carriage was so solemn.

Feng Jiuyan looked at Feng Jiuli's innocent appearance, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. She reached out and gently stroked Feng Jiuli's little head, a helpless smile appeared on her face, and then she shook her head gently.

Fortunately, there is one person in this family who lives a more free life.

Feng Jiuyan slowly opened the small car window, and a cool breeze blew on her face. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The mountains seemed to be covered with a thick dark brown cloak. The trees on the mountains had long since shed their green coats and replaced them with colorful autumn colors, including fiery red maple leaves, golden ginkgo trees, and dark brown oak trees. They were intertwined together like a colorful painting.

The winding mountain path was covered with fallen leaves, like a golden ribbon. The weeds on the roadside were also stained with autumn frost, showing a grayish white.

The mountains in the distance are looming in the hazy mist, adding a sense of mystery and remoteness.

At this moment, the exile team was marching slowly on the road. As they went deeper, the road became narrower and narrower, as if it was gradually closing in.

They were traveling through a valley area. The valley was winding and tortuous, with towering and steep cliffs on both sides, giving people a depressing and dangerous feeling.

Feng Jiuyan narrowed his narrow eyes slightly and stared closely at the valley ahead.

She knew very well that this valley was indeed a strategic location that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

She thought to herself that if there were assassins lurking in the valley at this moment, it would be a great threat. They might be hiding in secluded places on both sides of the valley, waiting for the best opportunity to attack her family.

Thinking of this, a trace of worry surged in Feng Jiuyan's heart. She observed the movements around her vigilantly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Originally, Yan Ci was sitting leisurely against the wall of the donkey cart, his body relaxed, his eyes closed and resting quietly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Feeling that the girls around him were tense, his eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened, and he looked forward through the small window opened by Feng Jiuyan.

I saw him narrowing his eyes gently, and a faint light flashed in his narrow eyes, like stars in the deep night, twinkling with mysterious light.

We are almost at the valley!

The valley has complex terrain, is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and is a naturally strategic location.

No wonder the little girl was so uneasy; she must have been worried about the danger in the valley.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Yan Ci's voice was low and magnetic, as if it had a calming power.

When he spoke, he used his internal energy to convey the message. Only Feng Jiuyan could hear it in the carriage, while Feng Jiuli and Madam Feng could hear nothing at all.

When he spoke, he used the technique of transmitting messages through internal force, so that his voice could be clearly transmitted to Feng Jiuyan's ears, but Feng Jiuli and Madam Feng in the carriage could not hear any sound at all.

This technique of transmitting messages through internal force requires deep internal strength and superb skills to perform. Yan Ci can use it so skillfully, which shows that his martial arts attainments are quite high.

Feng Jiuyan was slightly stunned when she heard Yan Ci's words, and she instantly fell into a daze. However, just a moment later, a warm feeling surged in her heart, as if a warm current was flowing through her body, making her feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

Yan Ci's words were like a reassurance, which gradually calmed Feng Jiuyan's nervous mood. She raised her head and looked at Yan Ci, only to see that he had closed his eyes again and began to doze off. His breathing became steady and even, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Feng Jiuyan couldn't help but start to doubt her ears. Were those words just said by Yan Ci?

Or did she hear it wrongly?

Soon, the exile team slowly entered the valley.

The exile team slowly entered the valley.

Feng Jiuyan looked out through the small window. Her body was in a state of high alert, concentrating on observing the changes in the mountains on both sides, not missing any details.

Her nerves were tense, like a tightly stretched string, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

There was a tense atmosphere in the valley. It was quiet except for the sound of marching troops and the occasional chirping of birds.

Feng Jiuyan's eyes swept across every corner vigilantly, not missing any abnormality.

The mountains on both sides towered into the clouds, with steep peaks, like huge barriers. The trees on the mountains were very tall, blocking out the sun. She knew that in such a terrain, it would be easy for the enemy to hide and launch a surprise attack.

Feng Jiuyan's hands tightly grasped the window frame, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her eyes were firm and sharp, not letting go of any possible threat.

As the team went deeper, the valley became narrower and the light gradually dimmed.

After waiting for a long time, the exile team had successfully passed through the valley, but the expected danger and accident did not happen. Feng Jiuyan couldn't help but feel very puzzled, she didn't understand why this happened.

Just when she was puzzled, her eyes suddenly swept across a piece of land on the mountain where there was a dark red mark.

She looked closely and saw that it was dried blood!