After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

This sound easily broke the tranquility of the forest and seemed particularly strange and frightening.

Wen Ranyan and Feng Qiwu ignored the voice and focused on splitting the incoming arrows.

In just half a moment, all the arrows were chopped to the ground.

Because this was the territory of Beilang, Ashina Badai did not have many people, and a few scattered arrows were not a big deal at all. But even if they were not a big deal, it was more than enough to capture a seriously injured person alive.

Ashina Bagao sat on his horse, staring coldly at the slowly swaying sparks in the cave.

In the firelight, two figures were reflected on the stone wall. Their bodies were like flowing clouds and their moves were nimble. In just a moment, they had broken through all the murderous attacks.

Ashina Ba frowned slightly, and his narrow black eyes darkened a little.

Even though Feng Qiwu was injured, he was not so easy to catch.

If it were easy to catch, then he wouldn't be Feng Qiwu, nor would he be the nightmare lingering in his heart.

Ashina Ba took the long sword from his waist, jumped off his horse, and suddenly rushed into the cave.

A strong wind filled with murderous intent blew away, and whistling sounds were heard everywhere.

Ashina Ba's long sword was like a flash of silver in the night, and the ferocious wolf spirit sweeping across the four directions seemed to be able to split the sky in two. His moves were savage and brutal.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu swung the sword in his hand and attacked head-on.

"Dang Cang——"

The sound of the collision of sharp weapons was like that of golden swords and iron horses, or a long and clear roar of a dragon. The sparks were blown away and spread out in all directions, like the faint flames of fireflies. It was beautiful but full of dangers.

The two men entangled with each other, fighting with their powerful internal strength.

Due to the great force, the wound on Feng Qiwu's abdomen burst open, and bright red blood immediately oozed out, slowly flowing down.

Feng Qiwu didn't say a word, but her rosy complexion, which had just recovered, turned a little paler.

Ashina Ba, upon seeing this, pursued the enemy and attacked with his sharp sword again.

"Feng Qiwu, don't make any more futile resistance. My men are everywhere outside the cave. You have been completely surrounded." As the weapons collided again, Ashina Ba's cold voice came.

Feng Qiwu curved her lips, her dark eyes unfathomable: "Really?"

Ashina Ba didn't understand what he meant and thought he was just being mysterious, but he felt annoyed at the same time.

Wen Ranyan stood where he was, with the poisonous thread occasionally interfering and lightly wrapping around Ashina Ba to prevent him from leaving the cave.

At that time, there was a strange silence outside the forest. The soldiers who were drawing their bows and shooting arrows suddenly became silent, just like the cold silence of a ghostly autumn day, which made Ashina Ba suddenly alert.

It was so quiet outside, something must have happened.

Combined with Feng Qiwu's relaxed appearance just now, Ashina Ba felt a chill in his heart and knew that he had fallen into a trap.

Ashinaba no longer wanted to fight and was about to rush out of the cave.

Wen Ranyan smiled faintly, and the poisonous thread in his hand instantly wrapped around it.

Ashina Ba swung his sword to block, and that sword seemed to have a fierce force of desperate efforts, and it actually directly waved away the poisonous thread. Wen Ranyan was also shocked by such internal force and took a few steps back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ashina Ba flew out as light as a swift swallow, but just as he landed on a hill, he suddenly stopped, and his slender black eyes swept around, instantly becoming sharp to the bone.

The spring breeze passed by, and it started raining again without me noticing.

The rain was trickling, the night wind was lonely, and the hill not far away was filled with Feng Qiwu's men and horses.

Led by Qi Jiuzhu, everyone had murderous eyes and put the arrows in their hands on the bowstrings. In the night, the silver-sharp frost arrows were pointed at Ashina Ba's face.

Ashinaba was slightly surprised. He looked around and saw that his troops had already been tied up. At this moment, he was the only one fighting alone. The situation was very bad.

The cold raindrops fell on Ashina Ba's shoulders. He heard footsteps behind him and couldn't help but look back.

"Feng Qiwu, did you deliberately lure me into this?"

Feng Qiwu leaned lightly against the stone wall with her arms folded across her chest, her bright red sleeves fluttering in the wind, stained with frost and dew.

He curled his lips, and there was something evil in his laughter: "Are you finally getting over it?"

Ashina Ba frowned. The sky and the earth were vast. His tight clothes had been soaked by the rain. He had been clean all the way, but now he had become the most embarrassed one.

The twists and turns of this world always catch people off guard.

"Feng Qiwu, I am the little Khan of the Turks. You are fighting with me today. Have you ever thought that if I die in Beilang, my father Khan will definitely not let it go?"

Ashina Ba's cold eyes shot fiercely at Feng Qiwu. Even though he was in danger in the cold wind and rain, his dignity did not make him look embarrassed at all, nor did he cry like a weakling. He remained cold, arrogant and aloof.

His father Khan has many sons, and he has always been the most favored one and the one who is most like his father Khan. If he dies in Beilang, the two sides will inevitably go to war.

Feng Qiwu didn't feel threatened when he heard this. Instead, he smiled brightly like the moon, which was very pretty. "This is quite reasonable, but you must have brought troops to encircle and suppress me without authorization. If you did it without authorization, how could you have known that you, Little Khan, would have chased me to the border town of Beilang?"

Seeing him laughing like this, Ashina Ba felt something was wrong.

Feng Qiwu noticed the change in his expression, and then continued: "After I kill you, I will throw your body into the Western Desert. Then I can say that it was someone from the Western Desert who did it. Wouldn't it be easy to clear Beilang?"

As soon as Wen Ranyan walked out of the cave, she heard Feng Qiwu's confusing right and wrong.

What a frame-up.

Ashina Ba gnashed his teeth when he heard this: "Feng Qiwu, you are so despicable."

Feng Qiwu accepted it with pleasure, and smiled even more indifferently and wildly: "Shoot."

As soon as he finished speaking, arrows rained down, and the reflection in the night sky was actually quite gorgeous and dazzling.

Ashina Ba was naturally not the kind of person who would wait for death. The more desperate the situation became, the more intense the surge of emotion would become.

At this moment, he was like a ferocious lone wolf on the grassland. He made a desperate effort and finally fought his way out for himself with the long knife in his hand.

Feng Qiwu held the bleeding wound, his face slightly pale, and said, "It turns out that people fight so hard in desperate situations."

Wen Ranyan also leaned to one side, yawned, and said, "If I hadn't fought desperately, I would have been pierced to death by thousands of arrows."

Feng Qiwu looked from afar and saw that Ashina Ba had already fought his way out of the encirclement, but he was still wounded by an arrow.

"Master, Ashina Ba has already fled to the desert. Should we continue to chase him?"

Qi Jiuzhu flew down from the hill and arrived in front of Feng Qiwu in a few breaths.

Feng Qiwu's dark eyes flickered in the night, and his thin lips parted, revealing some undisguised malice: "Keep chasing, and scare him."

Of course, Ashinaba must also experience the suffering he had endured recently when fleeing.

"Master, are you hurt?" Qi Jiuzhu smelled blood and lowered his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

Feng Qiwu said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I won't die."