Chapter 692: Chase

Feng Xuanche looked down at Du Xuechun, and was about to say something. An ethereal and weird sound of bamboo flutes came into everyone's ears. Everyone was startled and quickly drew the long sword from the scabbard. The trot gathered around Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun to protect them.
"Master, no, there is an ambush!"
Xiao'an and everyone looked around vigilantly, everyone's nerves tense, holding the long sword in their hands, ready to fight the enemy at any time. But apart from the ethereal bamboo flute sound, after waiting for a long time, no one was seen.
"Attention everyone, this fog is too heavy, be careful that enemies will appear from behind the fog at any time!" Feng Xuanche said solemnly. He looked down at Du Xuechun, who was sitting against the tree, but found that she had closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.
As soon as Feng Xuan Che's words came out, everyone formed a group of two, back to back, and it was only at this time that Feng Xuan Che discovered Du Xuechun's abnormality.
"Chun'er, wake up, wake up! I can't sleep now, it's dangerous."
Feng Xuanche squatted down quickly, grabbed Du Xuechun's shoulders with both hands and shook it gently, but Du Xuechun didn't react at all, and couldn't wake up no matter what.
Suffered!
Feng Xuanche knew that it was a hit, so he quickly asked one of the coachmen to hold Du Xuechun and found a long strip to fix Du Xuechun on his back.
Suddenly, the ethereal sound of the bamboo flute stopped abruptly, and a group of people in black rushed out of the fog, all covered with their faces, only the murderous eyes could be seen. They immediately attacked everyone with weapons in their hands.
"Who sent you? You have such courage, I am afraid that I don't want to live? Can you afford to assassinate the emperor?" Feng Xuan asked harshly.
"Hahaha, you are the one who killed you! Emperor Dog, take your life!"
After hearing Feng Xuanche's words, one of the masked people laughed arrogantly a few times, revealing a deep disdain and fearlessness in his tone.
Feng Xuanche's eyes were cold, and he lifted his foot to kick a rock under his foot, and hit the forehead of the masked man righteously. Feng Xuanche was still puzzled when he saw it, and then he lifted his foot and kicked a few stones. They were all killed, and the few people had no time to react, and they were smiling, and died on the spot with a stone through their foreheads.
Seeing this, the other people in black panicked and looked at each other, hesitating to leave.
The sound of the bamboo flute behind him suddenly changed its rhythm, resentful and terrifying, like a soul tune. With the sound of the flute, a baby-like cry came from the fog, followed by the shouts of women, and then the elderly. Sigh.
The three sounds are added to the ears of the people, making people stand upside down and creepy. Feng Xuan Che's guards couldn't help looking around, panicking and frightened, even the masked men who came to assassinate were terrified.
"Trash, don't hurry up!"
A cold woman's voice suddenly sounded in the air. The killers were so frightened that they took out a white porcelain bottle from their sleeves, poured the blue liquid in the white porcelain bottle onto their hands, and wiped them on their hands. On the temple.
"Ahhh, ghost, ghost!"
"Don't come here, you and I have no grievances, ah! Go away."
However, Feng Xuanche and his party were affected by the sound of the flute, and various hallucinations appeared in front of them. They saw all unrecognizable, rotten corpses, crawling out of the ground little by little, crawling in their direction. Come.
Several people were scared to death, and fled everywhere, without the masked man's hands, they were all defeated.
The masked people looked at the guards who staggered to the ground, and walked forward proudly, grabbed the guards by their hair, like cutting a carrot, and cut off their heads one by one with ease, effortlessly.
The bright red blood spewed out, like spring water, sprinkled on the ground among the trees, it was very strange and ghostly.
"Hahaha, good. That's great!"
A woman in red came out of the fog with a big laugh, covered in a white silk scarf, and a strange rune that was incomprehensible to ghosts and spirits was lit on her forehead. It was a rouge made with azalea and human blood. .
"Welcome to ancestors!"
As soon as the woman appeared, a group of masked people respectfully pointed their swords, kneeled and bowed.
"Huh, a bunch of trash!" The woman snorted very disdainfully, not too lazy to look at them.
"Oh, there are people in this world who can resist the sound of my Soul Eater flute without being affected by it? Tsk tusk tusk, strange, interesting!"
The woman in red was suddenly surprised to find that Feng Xuan Che had nothing to do, and while carrying Du Xuechun while they were talking, she raised her leg and ran away!
"Aren't you chasing you? Do you still have to wait for me to arrest you?"
The woman in red raised her eyebrows, and when she saw that the masked people beside her looked at each other one after another, they lowered their heads. The woman in red couldn't help but scolded angrily.
"Zuzu, we are not Feng Xuanche's opponent, his strength is far above us!"
The masked people shuddered and shook their heads, trembling all over, they couldn't help but feel terrified at the thought of Feng Xuanchee killing several of their brothers.
"Trash! A bunch of trash, I didn't expect my sister to raise your group of food for eating rice. Get out of here, get out of me, and go to the end of the blood to take the punishment when you go back!"
The woman in red was really angry, and although the masked people were afraid of her and the punishment of the blood, they would rather be punished than fighting Feng Xuan Che and killing him.
"Yes! Lord Zuzu!"
After the masked people bowed and bowed respectfully, they fled away. The woman in red that I saw almost didn't vomit blood.
"This batch of Dark Blades is really useless this time, they are so timid, nothing else, this time I go back and let my sister deal with them! Really when I just took office, I was so bullied!"
The woman in red in front of her was different from the woman who met and traded with Feng Xuanming yesterday. There was a little more childishness in her words and deeds, and a little less sophisticated.
The woman in red took out a palm-sized jar from her sleeve and opened the jar. It contained a worm that was eating a big centipede. The big centipede was as thin as an adult man’s fingers, and his body was not as big as that. One-third of the centipede's gu worms easily subdued the large centipede, and ate them happily.
The Gu worm is dark in its entire body, and only laughs like a nail shell, like a normal beetle, but there is a layer of greasy, smooth mucus on its shell, which is very greasy.
However, the woman in red saw it, as if she was looking at her own child, pampering and caring extremely.
"Little boy, don't eat. You have eaten so much. You should come out and get some breath. By the way, help me solve the trouble!"
The red-clothed woman held the small jar in her hand, lowered her head, and coaxed in a particularly soft tone.
The Gu worm seemed to be able to understand the words of the woman in red, so he stopped and circulated happily around the porcelain jar.
"Hahaha, dear, you're so nice, really obedient, I will let you out now, and when you finish the task, I will give you more delicious food!"
The red-clothed woman stretched out her index finger on the shell of the gu worm and gently touched it. She curled her eyebrows and smiled and raised the index finger holding the sticky silver wire into her mouth to taste.