Chapter 486
Bei Chenhong, who was closest, grabbed a sharp arrow that was flying towards him, turned over and jumped in front of Feng Yunqing, who was downwind, and poured his spiritual power on the arrow, taking advantage of the fact that the man was focused on chasing Feng Yun Leaning, it stabbed hard on the man's neck.

Just at this moment, Bei Chenhong's expression suddenly became solemn: "He is a puppet!"

The sharp arrow pierced through the man's throat and pierced out from the other side, bringing out a stream of bright red blood, but the man didn't seem to feel it, and the fierce killing moves under his hands did not stop at all.

Hearing Bei Chenhong's shout, Feng Yunqing also realized how difficult the enemy in front of him was, and was about to step aside, but that man completely ignored Bei Chenhong who was behind him who wanted to give him a fatal blow, and instead pursued him persistently. Feng Yun leaned away.

By mistake, the man just escaped Bei Chenhong's ultimate move in a chasing posture.

Feng Yunqing's heels had already touched the corner of the wall, and there was no way to retreat. She raised her eyes, and the scimitar was in front of her eyes. Her breath was stagnant, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Ding--"

"puff--"

Two sounds came at the same time, and a stream of warm liquid sprayed on Feng Yunqing's neck, sticky and smelly.

She froze and looked down, the sharp blade was only half a finger away from her neck.

One hand of Bei Chenhong turned into crystal-clear glass, tightly grasping the edge of the scimitar, while the other hand patted the living corpse's head, subduing the irrational puppet.

Feng Yun's heart surged with blood, and he turned his face to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xuanyuan Yelan, who was trapped by the mechanism, came late, he supported Feng Yunqing anxiously, and said, "Where is the injury?"

With a pale face, Feng Yun shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just a little internal injury, let's go find my cousin first."

Bei Chenhong pushed away the body with a broken head, and wiped the blood on his hands: "As soon as possible, the fire can't last too long."

Xuanyuan Yelan glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, then at Bei Chenhong, who was acting as if nothing had happened, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Had it not been for Bei Chenhong's help just now, Feng Yunqing would have been in danger.

Bei Chenhong nodded slightly, not taking it seriously: "You are risking yourself for shamelessness, so naturally I won't stand by and watch."

The three of them seized the time and continued to walk into the dungeon. Sure enough, they saw Jiang Wuyan who was imprisoned in the innermost cell.

Feng Yunqing opened the cell door with the key he found from the cell boss, and Bei Chenhong walked in quickly, and carefully looked at Jiang Wuyan from head to toe, his tense expression finally relaxed.

Bei Chenhong hugged him into his arms and sighed, "Fortunately, you're fine."

Jiang Wuyan responded sullenly, pushed away the agitated Bei Chenhong, and looked at Feng Yunqing and Xuanyuan Yelan: "Thank you cousin and cousin husband for coming to rescue me, thank you for your hard work."

Bei Chenhong smiled, took Jiang Wuyan's hand and walked out, the gloom between his brows was swept away: "Okay, let's leave here first, and we'll talk when we have something to say when we go back."

Jiang Wuyan's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment, as if she was restraining something, she lowered her head, and followed Bei Chenhong, looking obedient and docile.

Feng Yunqing looked at Jiang Wuyan's back, and muttered to himself, "Strange..."

Xuanyuan Yelan looked at her sideways: "What?"

Feng Yunqing thought for a while, but just shook her head and remained silent.

The fire in the utility room has been extinguished, and the cell boss is spitting and reprimanding a group of disgraced jailers, vowing to find out which little bastard was hiding in the utility room but forgot to turn off the light.

Taking advantage of those people's inattention, they slipped into the utility room, pushed aside the tables, chairs and benches that blocked the entrance, and led Jiang Wuyan away through the tunnel.

It was inevitable that Zhu Yunyi would make use of the topic after finding out, they didn't go back to the country of Hua, they just sent someone to send a letter to Hua Xuechen and Feng Yunchu, and hurried back to the country of Chen in the middle three realms.

No matter how capable Zhu Yunyi is, it is impossible for him to extend his hand to the Middle Three Realms.

In order to make it easier for Feng Yunchu to recuperate, Xuanyuan Yelan rejected Jiang Wuyan's suggestion to invite them to live in the palace, and instead lived in a newly purchased house.

The matter finally came to an end, and both of them wanted to take a good rest for a while, but Jiang Wuyan ran towards them every three days, circling around Feng Yunqing.

In the flower hall, Jiang Wuyan sat across from Feng Yunqing, and said with concern: "Cousin, you still look dull, are you not used to living here?"

Feng Yunqing smiled, and said still: "I'm fine, and your injuries are not healed yet, so there's no need to run back and forth."

Jiang Wuyan said: "I just have some skin trauma, and it will be fine after a few days of treatment. If my cousin really cares about me hurting my body, let me stay here and take care of you."

Every time Jiang Wuyan came here these days, Feng Yunqing shook his head helplessly: "No, just take care of yourself."

Jiang Wuyan still insisted, and said: "But cousin, if you don't recover for a day, I will also worry about it. Cousin suffered such a serious injury to save me, and this is what I should do."

Feng Yunqing took a sip of tea, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "You always come to my place, Bei Chenhong will not be happy, right?"

For some reason, Jiang Wuyan was obviously stunned when he heard this sentence, the message on his lips froze slightly, and his tone lowered: "Why? We sisters get together less often, I really miss my cousin, and he knows of."

Feng Yunqing looked at her calmly, and smiled noncommittally.

Jiang Wuyan didn't notice Feng Yunqing's scrutiny, took Feng Yunqing's hand, and said softly: "Cousin, just let me stay, can't you?"

Feng Yunqing put down the teacup, sighed, seemed to be worn out, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, okay, if you want to stay, you can stay, as long as Bei Chenhong doesn't come to me to ask for favors."

Jiang Wuyan paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "No, I've already told him."

Jiang Wuyan, who got the promise, couldn't sit still, didn't even take a sip of tea, and said: "I'll go back and pack up and come to accompany my cousin!"

After Jiang Wuyan left, the smile on Feng Yunqing's face faded, he got up and went back to the room.

Seeing her coming back, Xuanyuan Yelan was a little surprised: "Why did your cousin go back so soon today?"

These few days Jiang Wuyan came here very diligently, and would stay for a long time once he came, even Xuanyuan Yelan felt that something was wrong, but because of the deep affection between the two of them, it's hard to say anything more.

Feng Yunqing exhaled and said, "I agree with her staying here and taking care of me."

Xuanyuan Yelan raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

Feng Yunqing said again: "Ever since I came back from the dungeon, I feel that she is weird. Instead of going on in such a stalemate, it's better to put someone beside me and see what she wants to do."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yelan smiled: "That's exactly what I mean too."

(End of this chapter)

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