Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she secretly increased the strength in her hands. Wang's wailing became more miserable, and her whole body trembled involuntarily due to the severe pain.

Just as Xiao Yunkai saw this and became extremely angry, and rushed towards Xiao Zhixue with a punch, Fan Yanmu's figure followed like a shadow and easily grasped the fist that was ready to strike.

His strength was so great that Xiao Yunkai suddenly felt that his entire arm was locked by an invisible force. The pain was unbearable and cold sweat instantly soaked the clothes on his back.

When Wang heard the voice, she turned around and saw her beloved child struggling in Fan Yanmu's iron-like grip. Her face turned pale and she was terrified.

Xiao Yunkai curled up in pain, tears and snot mixed together. His usual arrogance was gone, leaving only a pitiful look.

Wang was so distressed that she could hardly breathe. She shouted anxiously, "You arrogant boy, let go. We won't steal your barbecue anymore, okay?"

However, there was no way Xiao Zhixue would let them go so easily. Every insult and contempt from them was like firewood, piling up in her heart bit by bit and burning into a flame of revenge.

She pretended not to hear Wang's pleas and gently turned her fingers. Amid the horrific sound of dislocated bones, Wang's wails once again broke the tranquility of the forest. Finally, with a weak "Ouch", her eyes rolled back, she lost consciousness and fell to the cold ground.

Xiao Zhixue's eyes were full of disdain. She kicked Wang rudely to the side, and the sole of her boot made a dull sound as it rubbed against the ground.

After making sure that Wang was no longer able to cause any more trouble, she slowly withdrew her legs and swept her cold gaze over Wang, as if everything that had just happened was not worth mentioning.

As she turned around, Xiao Zhixue's black pupils were fixed on Fan Yanmu's stern face, and her tone was filled with unquestionable determination: "Xiao, you sly fellow, I'll leave it to you to deal with. Whether you want to torture him to madness or let him go, it all depends on your whim."

Fan Yanmu raised his lips to a meaningful smile. He obviously saw through Xiao Zhixue's intentions. This seemingly simple commission actually concealed the intention of exploiting her.

He moved his body, and the palm wind broke through the air like a sharp blade, piercing through the air sharply, and finally left a deep mark on Xiao Yunkai's body.

The sudden pain in Xiao Yunkai's chest made his face distorted, blood flowed from his lips, and his body fell heavily to the ground, losing consciousness.

Xiao Zhixue's gaze did not linger too long on the two figures lying on the ground. She stepped forward resolutely like an arrow shot from a bow. The soles of her shoes made a crackling sound as they stepped on the fallen leaves. Every step was firm and decisive.

Fan Yanmu pulled out an oil-stained handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands casually. He then threw the cloth away, and it drew an arc in the air and disappeared.

He followed closely behind Xiao Zhixue, striding forward with his target set directly towards Sanma Town ahead.

The autumn sun shone on his shoulders, adding an indescribable sense of desolation to him.

While walking, several rare herbs on the roadside caught Xiao Zhixue's attention. She bent down swiftly, gently brushed her fingers over the green leaves, and selected them carefully.

Fan Yanmu noticed that the bag on Xiao Zhixue's back was shaking from side to side due to the large amplitude of her movements, as if it would fall at any time, so he said, "Let me help you carry the bag, so that it will be more convenient for you to collect herbs."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhixue turned back abruptly, her eyes flashing with vigilance: "How can that be possible? This bag contains the leopard meat that I hunted with great effort, how can I give it to you so easily?"

She hugged the slightly worn-out backpack tightly, with a serious look that was somewhat cute, as if it was not just meat, but her trophy, a symbol of her independence and tenacity.

"If you take my meat and run away, who can I cry to?"

There was a bit of joking in the words, but more of it was a kind of persistence and protection.

Fan Yanmu found Xiao Zhixue's persistence somewhat amusing. He came from a prominent family, and all kinds of delicacies were commonplace, so he would not care about this little game.

However, beneath his relaxed appearance, he was inexplicably touched by Xiao Zhixue's cherishment of food.

Just as his thoughts were churning, his eyes inadvertently swept across the backpack on Xiao Zhixue's back, and his mind involuntarily replayed the scene of her fighting the leopard alone.

Especially the sword that suddenly appeared and disappeared in an instant, like a mysterious fog, lingering in his mind and could not be shaken off.

Finally, curiosity drove him to speak: "By the way, what's the matter with your sword that can appear and disappear in an instant? Why did it disappear later?"

Xiao Zhixue packed up the herbs she had just picked, stood up, and smoothly used her backpack to cover the herbs to secretly transfer them to her exclusive space.

After finishing all this, she clapped her hands and raised a sly smile: "Not everything in this world is suitable for digging into. We are not yet in a relationship where we can share all the secrets."

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing Fan Yanmu's originally high spirits.

He originally thought that after going through all the hardships, their relationship would be able to take a step further, but he never imagined that he was still just an insignificant existence in her heart.

This feeling of being rejected made him feel uncomfortable. Fan Yanmu cleared his throat, trying to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart.

The scars on his body caused by the leopard's claws seemed to begin to ache slightly in this subtle atmosphere.

Realizing that all the herbs in this area had been collected, Xiao Zhixue did not stop and continued to move towards Sanma Town.

Fan Yanmu followed behind with his head slightly lowered. Each step he took seemed particularly heavy, and a faint layer of chill surrounded his body. Silence became the main theme between them along the way.

Xiao Zhixue didn't mind this. They both had their own thoughts and secrets buried deep in their hearts. Fan Yanmu's true identity was one of them, a secret he had never revealed to her.

All of this seemed to be a silent language, silently indicating the invisible boundary between the two people, which was both subtle and difficult to cross, just like the distant mountains vaguely visible in the morning mist, which was both close at hand and yet out of reach.

After walking for a whole morning, the sunlight gradually turned from gentle to hot, and the two finally stopped at the edge of Sanma Town.

This small town, far away from the bustling and noisy atmosphere of Jinguan Town, is small in scale, like a fresh and elegant ink painting, quietly spreading in the corner of time.

The fleeing crowds did not seem to have left many traces on this land. Perhaps it was because the geographical location here was remote, like a paradise on earth, which made people feel out of reach and timid during the arduous journey.

Xiao Zhixue's gaze passed through the sparse crowd and instantly locked onto the figures of her family.

They enjoyed a moment of peace and coolness in a shady corner shaded by ancient high walls.