By the river in the wilderness late at night,
Wen Xiaoyun half-crouched behind the bonfire, looking at the murderous Jin Yiwei killers in front of her, her eyes moving slowly.
The air seemed as heavy as condensation, and only the crackling sound of the campfire struck her heart.
Wen Xiaoyun swallowed and forced out an awkward smile, "Heroes, do you want to ask for directions?"
But I was very upset in my heart.
Why did you wash your face so clean just now? Didn't the killers all kill Wen Zhuyun into ashes? Why is it happening again now?
She could still reason with the gentle Bai Ya, but when she met these killer soldiers, she couldn't explain it even with ten mouths~
The leader of the Jin Yiwei looked cold and said coldly to the people next to him, "The people in the north are getting bolder and bolder. People who are burned to ashes can be resurrected, ha!"
The Jinyiwei next to him took a step forward, stared at Wen Xiaoyun, and licked his lips greedily, "It would be fun if I threw this head directly in front of Beibei."
Wen Xiaoyun's eyes shrank in fear, and the hair on his body exploded.
She raised her hands in surrender and took a few steps back timidly. Her smile was uglier than her tears, "Ying, hero, you must have recognized the wrong person -"
Before she could finish her words, the smiling man flashed his sword and lunged fiercely towards Wen Xiaojun's door!
Wen Xiaojun's eyes flashed, and he threw out the two small porcelain bottles that he had taken out a long time ago and smashed them into the fire.
There was just a bang, and smoke from fireworks more than two meters high instantly rose from the bonfire. At the same time, there was a strong and pungent smell.
Several Jin Yiwei were suddenly shocked and covered their mouths and noses, but they were still a little too late. They were choked with snot and tears.
The Jin Yiwei who flew over the bonfire was miserable. He was blasted five meters away, his body was bruised and bloody, and he rolled on the ground wailing miserably.
Several Jinyi guards immediately got into a mess, dodging and rescuing.
The leader was the calmest. He blocked his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his left arm and hurriedly waved away the smoke with his right hand. Wen Zhuyun behind the fire had long disappeared.
"Damn it," he said, his eyes red and bulging with hatred, "He can't run far, search for all traces, let me chase him!"
At this time, deep in the woods, Wen Xiaoyun was running away frantically out of breath.
When she was little, she was most afraid of the dark. When she heard Snow White running alone in the dark forest, she was especially afraid of Snow White.
In the dark night, the monster-like tree branches and boulders, and all kinds of venomous snakes and beasts with shining green eyes are so terrifying.
If it were her, it would be cheap not to run as fast as she could and to pee in fear on the spot.
But now she really saw a group of killers, and all the dark forests, poisonous snakes and beasts were forgotten.
Wen Xiaoyun, who was running quickly, believed that she would not be afraid even if she really bumped into a ghost.
Nothing is as important as escaping!
If she hadn't been born with a clever little devil, always leaving a backup plan for herself, and when making aspirin for Bai Yao, she specially made more sulfuric acid and purified the alcohol, and now she would be a dead body.
At the critical moment, she first smashed the alcohol in the fire, then smashed the sulfuric acid onto the rusty iron tools, detonating it instantly, and then took advantage of the chaos to escape.
However, Wen Xiaoyun did not feel proud for long, as a dark figure came running from behind.
Jumping over boulders and dodging black forest trees sideways, his posture and movements are comparable to those of a future parkour world champion.
Wen Xiaoyun took a deep breath. It seemed that Jin Yiwei was really not a man of his own.
Almost in the blink of an eye, four people were chasing after him from the left and right.
In despair, Wen Xiaoyun stumbled and fell flat on her face.
