An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

An Lingrong was startled and looked at the man. She saw that he was holding a long knife and his back was slightly hunched. He must have been injured.

"You...what are you going to do?!" She pointed the sword in both hands at the man in black.

"Take me to find your emperor, and I will let you go!" The man in black also raised the sword in his hand and covered his chest with his other hand.

A cool breeze blew by, and she smelled a strong smell of blood. This man was indeed injured.

And it's not just the chest, but also the legs, because his standing posture is very strange, as if all the strength of his body is put on his left leg, which means that his right leg is injured.

"I don't know where the emperor is." An Lingrong shook her head and took two steps back. She knew very well that even if the man was injured, she would not be a match for the man in black if a fight broke out.

The reason why this person chose to appear now was probably because he had walked too much and the leg of the man in black in front of him could no longer support himself...

An Lingrong thought about it and took two steps back.

"I'll say it again, take me to find your emperor, or I'll kill you!" The man in black spoke again, his eyes revealing a murderous intent.

"I said I don't know! Don't come over here!" An Lingrong said as she took two steps back, ready to turn around and run at any time.

"Damn it!" the man in black spoke with a fierce look in his eyes, and slowly raised the machete in his hand.

"Don't move!" An Lingrong shouted, grabbed the cattail leaf in her hand and threw it at the man in black, then turned and ran...

I ran forward with all my might! …

The man in black didn't expect An Lingrong to do this, and didn't know what she would throw. He instinctively took two steps back, and when he saw her running away, he endured the pain and chased after her...

An Lingrong felt like she had been running for a long time, and thought that she had no way of leaving the man in black behind, but she still heard footsteps behind her...

'Why can he run so fast even though he's injured? ! ' She cursed inwardly, and turned around to see the man in black chasing after her, getting closer and closer.

An Lingrong had no choice but to speed up her pace again. At this moment, she felt as if her chest had exploded and even breathing was a little difficult. However, her remaining rationality told her that she could not stop! If she stopped, she would die!

At this moment, she didn't even know how her legs moved. Everything was done out of her body's self-rescue instinct. She had no other thought in her mind except "run".

Suddenly, a black dot appeared in front of her. An Lingrong was shocked and felt extremely desperate. It seemed that she was really going to die in this wilderness today!

Damn it! I hope the dog emperor can treat his family well because I saved him.

An Lingrong closed her eyes in despair but did not stop. She was not the type to admit defeat. Even in despair, she wanted to live until the moment of death. Thinking this in her mind, she decided to run in another direction.

The shadow in front was getting closer and closer. The man was riding a black horse. An Lingrong was even more desperate when she saw it clearly. She should have brought Feixue with her. How could she outrun the horse? !

As the tears of despair flowed out of my eyes, they flowed back along the corners of my eyes. I thought to myself, "Let it be," but I didn't know how to stop my feet...

In a few breaths, the black shadow in front was almost in front of her. An Lingrong suddenly turned in a direction and looked up at the black shadow, and found that the man was not wearing black clothes, but armor!

An Lingrong looked at that face, as if she saw the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara who saves people from suffering! That person was Feng Chi!

"General Feng! Save me!" An Lingrong shouted and continued to run forward. Hearing the voice, Feng Chi grabbed the black horse, turned over and jumped off, and quickly ran towards An Lingrong.

"General Feng!" An Lingrong shouted again, turned her head to look at the man in black behind her, and saw that he had drawn his longbow and aimed at her!

She was startled, and in an instant, she saw the black-clad assassin loosen his grip, and the sharp arrow flew towards her forehead...

It's over! ...It's too late. An Lingrong looked at the arrow in despair, waiting for it to pierce through her...

Suddenly! A strong hand pulled her behind her, and with a swing of the long knife in his hand, the arrow feather was knocked aside.

An Lingrong, who had survived the catastrophe, was still confused. She looked at the tall figure in front of her and tears began to flow down her cheeks: She couldn't die...

"Why don't you surrender!" Feng Chi's voice came from the front. An Lingrong came back to her senses, turned sideways and poked her head out from behind Feng Chi, looking at the man in black.

"Come on!" the man in black said as he jumped up and rushed over here, and the machete in his hand was in front of him in an instant.

Feng Chi raised his hand again and swept the long sword towards the man in black, sweeping him away. Then he threw the long sword in his hand forward, and the long sword directly cut the man in black's neck.

Before An Lingrong could see clearly, Feng Chi turned around, raised his hand to cover An Lingrong's eyes and said, "Don't look, Madam. It's polluting your eyes."

An Lingrong stood there, not moving.

After a long time, Feng Chi loosened his hand, and she looked up. When she saw Feng Chi's face, she couldn't help crying...

"Your Majesty! I have done nothing unintentional to offend you. I hope you will forgive me!" Feng Chi said as he knelt down and bowed.

"No, no, it's me who should thank General Feng. General Feng, please stand up quickly!" An Lingrong said as she pulled Feng Chi's arm, and Feng Chi stood up.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop crying. No one knew how she felt after surviving a catastrophe. She thought she was going to die again...

"Don't cry, madam. I will take you home."

Feng Chi looked at the person in front of him. Her hair was slightly messy and stuck to her porcelain-white face. Her watery eyes were still filled with tears. She looked so pitiful. As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.

After hearing this, An Lingrong felt relieved instantly. She took the handkerchief and wiped her tears.

It wasn't that she didn't want to wipe it just now, but her silk handkerchief had already been used to cool the emperor, and her clothes and hands were dirty, so she couldn't wipe it with her dirty hands, what would happen? ...

"Thank you, General Feng." An Lingrong wiped her tears and handed the handkerchief back, but then she felt it was inappropriate, so she said, "Wash it after returning to the palace and return it to the general."

"No problem." Feng Chi took it and casually put it in his arms, and then said: "Why is your Majesty here alone? What about the Emperor?..."

Feng Chi didn't dare to say anything more at this point and just looked at An Lingrong's face.

According to the secret guards, the emperor must have been injured, and it has been two days. The court is now in chaos. If the emperor really has an accident...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is injured, but his life is fine. He is in the cave over there." An Lingrong looked at Feng Chi, and seemed to have recovered a lot of her spirit, and spoke.