Just as I closed my eyes and prepared to face the impact of falling into the water, a long whistle came from above me, and then I was grabbed by something with great force and thrown into the air again.

I opened my eyes and saw only a gray, gloomy sky without a single cloud.

Then I fell into a soft, warm place. I reached out and touched it, and it was full of down feathers.

A cold voice came from behind: "Hold on tight."

I turned over and subconsciously grasped the feathers under me. The owner of the feathers - a huge white bird, was flying in the wind. Only then did I see clearly that in front of me was the figure of a man in white clothes, with long white hair dancing wildly with the hunting wind, lying on the back of the bird and controlling it.

There was another sound of arrows flying behind me, and a few arrows flew over, narrowly grazing my face. I was so scared that I crouched down and lay on the back of the big bird, not daring to look up.

The wind was so cold that it almost froze my hands, but I didn't dare to relax for a moment and held on to its back tightly. It circled and suddenly raised its head and soared up that I almost fell down. Then it let out a hissing sound and suddenly dropped at a very fast speed. I wanted to scream, but my throat seemed to be held down by the wind and I couldn't make any sound.

Fortunately, it flapped its wings vigorously a few times, stabilized its falling trend, and flew out smoothly. I closed my eyes tightly, wondering which one was more painful, this long and fragmented sin or the fast and fierce sin just now. But think about it, if I can live, it is better not to die.

When my hands began to tremble and I was about to lose my grip, it finally landed. The man in front of me jumped down first and pulled me down. I looked up and saw that his white hair was like clouds, hanging down naturally, his eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and there was a layer of misty mask around his eyes. Under the mask was a touch of red lips, which was the only bright color on his body.

Seeing that I was not surprised, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid?"

I walked around his golden-crowned white-feathered eagle and replied, "I'm not afraid. I'm so happy that I escaped death."

He followed my gaze and looked at Maoqiu, then walked up and pulled out an arrow that was stuck in Maoqiu's leg. Maoqiu let out a long cry to the sky and scratched the ground with his claws a few times, lifting up the dirt and causing dust to fly.

I showed him my back and said, "Sir, can you help me pluck it too?"

He replied coldly: "You can't have it removed now. You have to wait until I find my army - my doctor - to remove it."

I sighed and showed him my neck again: "Why don't you just knock me out? I'm afraid of heights and I'm injured. It would be painful and cold flying up there. I'm afraid I can't hold on. Knock me out and carry me away to save me from suffering."

He couldn't help but laugh: "This is the first time I've heard such a request, so I will fulfill your wish." After that, he chopped the back of my neck with a knife, and I finally got what I wanted and passed out.

When I woke up, I saw a pair of watery eyes staring at me, and below that was a huge pointed beak. I was so scared that I almost fainted. The eagle saw me wake up, blinked, and took a step back.

I sat up and found myself in a cave. Below me was a bed hastily made with straw and coarse cloth sheets on a stone platform. A water bag and a few dry buns were placed on a large stone in the middle. There was a small bonfire burning next to it. At the other end was another stone bed where Xiangliu was sitting, looking at a piece of paper.

Seeing that I woke up, he folded the paper several times, put it in his arms, and looked up at me.

I suddenly slapped my thigh and said anxiously, "Oh no! Your goods fell into the river..."

Hearing this, a frost flashed across his eyes, which then turned red. He flew over and grabbed my neck, asking sternly, "How do you know it's mine?!"

My throat was squeezed so tight that I couldn't breathe, and I kept slapping the back of his hand. Brother, how can I speak when you're squeezing me like this?

His hands loosened slightly, but still didn't leave my neck. His pointed nails dug into my soft flesh, and his eyes became more and more eerie red.

I swallowed my saliva and said carefully, "Sir... you told me that you were delivering the goods to the chivalrous Lord Xiang Liu. I see that you are handsome and your sculpture is majestic. You came to my rescue when we met by chance. Aren't you the handsome and chivalrous Lord Xiang Liu as rumored?"

The golden-crowned white-feathered eagle beside me tilted its head, and the two long golden feathers on its eyebrows swayed. It opened its mouth, raised its head and made a small cry, as if to thank me for praising it.

Xiangliu loosened his hand, still staring at me, and said, "How do I know that you haven't been bribed by that Xuanxuan and set up a trick to lure me into the trap?"

I sighed. It's not impossible. Proving one's innocence is the most difficult thing. What's more, I have nothing now, no witnesses or evidence. How can I prove myself and dispel his doubts?

I had no choice but to grab his wrist, put his hand on my head, and said, "Your Excellency is right. I really have nothing to prove myself. If you don't believe me, just suck my spiritual power and throw me out to fend for myself."

I remember the first time I met Tu Shan Jing, he put his hand on my head to test me. Jing Ye said that any cultivator would subconsciously protect this place. Now I only have one life, so I might as well give it to him and let him believe my sincerity.

Xiang Liu was stunned, then snorted coldly. I felt a little hot on my head, and there was a white light in front of my eyes. I thought he had already started. I closed my eyes, not knowing if it would hurt...

After a moment, he put his hand down. I opened one eye to peek at him, and saw him sitting back on his bed, looking at me calmly, and said, "Forget it, I don't think you can do anything under my nose. I have received the saltpeter powder, but the black iron... is not enough."

I guess he let me go and even started chatting with me, so I felt relieved.

I guess the saltpeter powder should be sealed in the big pumpkin, and it has been sent away by Tu Shanjing and his team. But the black iron... I don't know where Tu Shanjing hid it, and how he sent it there. But it's better this way, even if Xiao Wei and Sen Ying fall into the hands of Xuanxuan, he won't be able to interrogate them.

I asked, "Xuantie, how did you receive it?"

Xiang Liu looked at me suspiciously: "This, your master didn't tell you?"

I smiled and said, "Young Master has thought deeply about this. He told us some things but not others. This way, even if our subordinates are caught, they will only know one side of the story and not the other. They will not know anything unless they have gotten their hands on it. This will prevent the whole army from being annihilated and tortured."

Xiang Liu sighed, "What a cunning fox! No wonder you never suffer any loss when doing business with me. It turns out you are so wary of your own people!"

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