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

His pupils trembled suddenly!

It turned out that the last time he drank the water given by Feng Jiuyan and his physical strength slowly recovered, it was not his imagination.

The water in this water bag really has such miraculous effects on restoring strength and healing injuries!

Yan Ci's eyes, as deep as a deep pool, caught Feng Jiuyan's gaze tightly, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Feng Jiuyan turned her head away slightly, trying hard to restrain herself from looking into Yanci's deep eyes, because she was afraid that as long as she took one look, she would fall involuntarily and be unable to extricate herself.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calmer, "Don't get me wrong, you were hurt because of me. I should repay you. This is a matter of course."

As she spoke, her eyes wandered to other places nearby, not daring to meet Yanci's eyes.

At this moment, an imperceptible disappointment quickly flashed across Yanci's deep, ink-like eyes. He responded softly, "Oh, so that's it." There seemed to be a hint of loneliness in his voice.

Feng Jiuyan pretended to be dead, pretending not to know anything, and said softly, "Let's go, we should keep moving forward. Otherwise, the assassin will find us soon after he reacts."

"Okay." Yanci responded in a low voice, and then handed the water bag in his hand to Feng Jiuyan's hand.

Feng Jiuyan stuffed the cork back into the mouth of the water bag, then hung the water bag around her neck, then quickly picked up Yan Ci and continued to run forward.

At this time, Yan Ci was seriously injured and his body was extremely weak, and Feng Jiuyan did not know Qing Kung Fu. The two of them relied solely on their legs to escape, so naturally their speed was not as fast as those assassins who knew Qing Kung Fu.

Although using the arrogant donkey to attract the attention of the assassins temporarily delayed it for a while, after the assassins reacted, they used Qinggong and quickly found traces of Feng Jiuyan and Yanci.

"Quick, they're there!"

"Catch them, remember, keep them alive. This time, you must get what the master wants!"

"Yes!"

In the woods at night, the moonlight shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the light and shadow are mottled. More than a dozen assassins appeared like ghosts and sprang out from various places. They held an extremely sharp knife in their hands, and the blade reflected a frightening light in the moonlight.

Their expressions were stern, and their eyes revealed a deep chill. They attacked Feng Jiuyan and Yanci like a gust of wind without hesitation. The speed was so fast that people barely had time to react, as if they were threatening their lives. Ghostly.

Feng Jiuyan flashed without hesitation and stood in front of Yan Ci like a bolt of lightning. With a firm and resolute protector attitude, he firmly protected Yan Ci behind him.

She quickly took off the nail gun hanging around her neck and threw it into Yan Ci's arms. "use this!"

After saying that, she saw her hand behind her back move quickly, and an extremely sharp Tang knife appeared instantly, reflecting an icy light in the moonlight. Feng Jiuyan held the Tang Dao tightly with both hands, the blade slightly raised, and her eyes showed determination and majesty.

Upon seeing this, the assassins immediately rushed forward brandishing their weapons. Feng Jiuyan was not afraid at all. She flashed and shuttled among the assassins like a ghost. The Tang Dao seemed to be alive in her hands, sometimes slashing horizontally, sometimes stabbing straight, and every movement was swift and precise.

As the sword flashed, it continuously collided with the assassin's weapon, making clanging sounds. She was extremely agile. Sometimes she jumped high to avoid the assassin's attack, and sometimes she spun around and left a deep scar on the assassin's body.

Yanci was behind Feng Jiuyan, watching her protecting him so desperately, and his heart was filled with emotion like a tide.

His eyes were locked tightly on Feng Jiuyan. At that moment, the moonlight shone on the side of her face, outlining her firm and beautiful outline. Her hair was flying in the wind, and she exuded a mesmerizing aura.

Yanci's heart trembled suddenly. He felt that Feng Jiuyan was extremely beautiful at this moment, like the brightest star in the night sky. His eyes became extremely gentle, and his heart became softer.

Suddenly, Yanci caught a glimpse of a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

It's an assassin!

The assassin quietly walked around behind Feng Jiuyan, trying to attack her from behind.

Yanci's eyes were full of coldness, and his movements were as fast as lightning. He quickly raised the nail gun, aimed at the assassin, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was only a muffled sound of "Puff", and a poisonous nail flew out at high speed and hit the assassin accurately.

The assassin screamed and spit out a large mouthful of black blood. Then his body went limp and he fell to the ground unconscious.

When Feng Jiuyan heard the sound, he glanced back and saw that the assassin had fallen, with a faint smile on his lips. She said softly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yanci replied in a low voice, with a trace of imperceptible concern in his voice.

In the ensuing battle, the two worked closely together to cover each other. Their movements were as smooth as flowing water, and every shot was precise and deadly. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight assassins fell at their feet.

At this time, the remaining assassins no longer acted rashly like before, but stood not far away, surrounding Yanci and Feng Jiuyan, looking at them with a scrutinizing gaze.

Feng Jiuyan also stood beside Yan Ci, breathing heavily. The Tang Dao in her hand was pointed downward, and the blade was covered with bright red blood, dripping to the ground drop by drop.

There was also some blood on her fair face, which made her look even colder and fiercer. At first glance, she seems to be a female Shura who came out of hell, which is chilling.

The assassin leader said harshly, "Hmph, I advise you to hand over the Black Feather Order as soon as possible, otherwise, when we use all our strength to deal with you, you will definitely be unable to survive!"

Feng Jiuyan sneered, "Haha, just you? And you?" Her words were full of contempt and ridicule.

While speaking, the fingertips of her left hand that was not holding the knife moved.

The assassin leader was easily angered. He showed a fierce look in his eyes and sneered, "Humph, you still have to be stubborn when you are about to die. Brothers, please be more harsh on me. Just let her breathe!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the assassin leader flew toward Feng Jiuyan. Behind him were eleven or twelve assassins. They used their Qinggong skills and approached Feng Jiuyan.

Take advantage of it now!

Feng Jiuyan raised his left hand and waved his sleeve suddenly, and some white powder flew towards the assassins' faces like snowflakes.

The white powder dispersed in the air, forming a thin mist that enveloped the faces of the assassins. The assassins noticed something strange and raised their hands to cover their faces, but it was too late.

The white powder quickly got into their noses and eyes, causing them to feel stinging and burning. Their eyes started to water, their vision became blurry, their throats burned and they couldn't breathe.

The assassins covered their faces in pain and let out screams.

Feng Jiuyan took the opportunity to wave the Tang Dao in his hand and launched a new round of attacks on the assassins.

"Pfft-"

"Pfft-"

Feng Jiuyan waved the Tang Dao in his hand and quickly harvested the heads of the assassins in front of him——