The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 215 Betrayed

Feng Wuxie found that Emperor Chu's spirit was much more energetic than before, but under his radiant appearance, he didn't seem to have taken any tonic, but felt a little strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

Looking at Concubine Li again, her face was ruddy, her brows were smiling, but Feng Wuxie had a fierce look in her eyes.

Feng Wuxie was surprised, she didn't know this concubine Li at all, how could the other party have such a big resentment towards her?

"Princess Changying has been staring at me. Is there something wrong with my face?" Concubine Li put down the wine glass in her hand, leaned softly and bonelessly on Emperor Chu's body, and held her fingers together. With a strand of hair, she smiled extremely charmingly.

Feng Wuxie restrained his mind, and said seriously: "Concubine Li's natural beauty is extraordinary, she is so naturally dazzling that people can't take their eyes off."

A few compliments made Concubine Li smile and bend her eyebrows. Even so, she still insisted: "Although the Princess is good at talking, she has to punish herself with three cups."

Feng Wuxie's heart trembled, this Concubine Li seemed to be targeting her no matter what, and wanted to refuse.

But seeing Emperor Chu's expression was flat, he had no intention of stopping him at all, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Feng Wuxie glanced back at Gong Muran, and signaled him with his eyes: "If I'm drunk, please help me."

Gong Moran picked up his wine glass and nodded: "Don't worry, I have everything."

Feng Wuxie picked up the glass and drank three times in a row, but when she was about to put it down, she saw that Emperor Chu had also picked up the wine glass, so she had no choice but to pick up the wine glass she had put down.

After one round, Feng Wuxie only felt dizzy and dizzy, as if he had stepped on cotton under his feet, his eyelids were so heavy that they were fighting, and he wished he could fall asleep for three days and three nights.

When she became unconscious, she saw Gong Muran's gentle face saying to her: "Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

Knowing that Gong Muran was very measured in doing things, Feng Wuxie really fell asleep with peace of mind.

It's just that today's wine is really good, but it's just a few glasses, which can make her fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, bursts of crying came from outside, Feng Wuxie was so noisy that he had a headache, and wanted to stop it, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Not only can't make a sound, but I can't even move.

Is it because of being haunted?Feng Wuxie had this situation before. As a doctor, she certainly understands that this kind of sleep paralysis will disappear automatically after a while.

But after a long time, the crying outside became louder and louder, but Feng Wuxie still couldn't move, it was impossible to even move his fingers or open his eyes.

There was a clanging sound above his head, as if someone was hammering nails into a plank. Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that he was mistaken for dead and wanted to put her in a coffin?

At this time, there was a burst of mournful crying outside: "No, don't build the coffin, my lady is not dead yet, you can't..."

This voice is so familiar, it is Dongxiang.

Immediately there were noisy voices and crying voices, Feng Wuxie's heart sank, as expected he had guessed right.

Thinking that I just drank a few glasses of wine, how could I fake my death?

Wine, yes, there must be something wrong with the wine.

But when drinking at that time, Gong Moran was obviously present, could it be that he made the wine?

Thinking of this level, Feng Wuxie calmed down instead.

If it was him, all of this might be his arrangement.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Wuxie slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was pitch black, it took a long time for his eyes to gradually adapt to the darkness.

Above the head is the carriage, surrounded by hard wooden boards, Feng Wuxie is just lying upright in the carriage.

The cold wind came in from all directions, she got up, raised the curtain and looked out the window, it turned out to be desolate outside.

Let alone human habitation, not even a single animal can be seen.

Where is she?In the end what happened?
Feng Wuxie shook his dizzy head and climbed down from the car with force, only to realize that he was dressed in men's clothes.

Her hands and feet were so weak that she could hardly stand.

Realizing this, Feng Wuxie hurriedly explored her dantian, only to find that her dantian was also empty.

Now she has lost all her martial arts and has become a useless person.

There is no one, no martial arts, no food, no water, only a long wilderness, no way out.

Feng Wuxie looked up at the sky and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Has she been betrayed by the person she considers to be a good friend and the person she trusts the most?
Gong Moran, what's going on?

But apart from the howling wind and swaying dead branches, no one could answer Feng Wuxie's voice.

The yellow sand was all over the ground, and it hurt when I hit my face.

Feng Wuxie leaned on crutches and walked on the Gobi Desert against the scorching sun. She wanted to walk back along the rut marks, but she found that those marks had already been buried by the yellow sand.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, almost roasting people, Feng Wuxie's throat seemed to be lit with fire, roasting all the moisture in her body.

The water was not wet, and her internal strength was completely lost.

Feng Wuxie is now weaker than an ordinary person, if she encounters a wild beast here, she will definitely die.

So before dark, she must find a place to stay.

Feng Wuxie was dizzy and her limbs were limp as she walked straight. If it wasn't for that perseverance, she would have already collapsed.

The scorching sun scorched the entire Gobi with steam, and Feng Wuxie felt that the scene in front of him was distorted by the heat wave, and his whole body seemed to be roasted on a fire.

Several black spots appeared on the horizon, and as the black spots got closer, a smile appeared on Feng Wuxie's face.

It was a team of people on camels, as long as there were people, she would be saved.

Feng Wuxie waved her hands vigorously, trying to shout, but found that her voice was already hoarse, even if she opened her mouth wide, what she shouted was only a hoarse voice.

Fortunately, the group of people saw her and ran towards her, but as those people approached, the joy in Feng Wuxie's heart disappeared completely.

These are the most dreaded sand bandits in the desert. They burn, kill, loot, and do nothing evil.

For Feng Wuxie, who was unarmed, it undoubtedly drove her to a dead end.

Knowing that she couldn't outrun these strong sand bandits, Feng Wuxie no longer ran blindly, she stood quietly where she was.

When the sand bandits were about to reach her, she suddenly lay on the ground and began to slide down the sand dunes.

Although camels walked like flying in the desert, they couldn't run for this kind of sand dunes, so those sand bandits saw Feng Wuxie use this trick.

Almost all of them froze in place, and seeing that she was just an unlucky poor kid and penniless, they all lost the fun of snatching her.

With the skill of chasing a poor boy, maybe they can snatch a group of merchants again.

The sand bandit turned around and ran down screaming.

Feng Wuxie lay at the bottom of the sand dune panting for a long time, until he heard that there was no movement above, then he dragged his tired body to climb up.

She finally climbed up, but suddenly a pair of exquisite cowhide boots appeared on it, and the owner of the boots was looking at her curiously.

There was disdain on his face, as if full of hostility towards a weak person like Feng Wuxie: "Where are you from?"

Feng Wuxie raised his face smeared with sand and looked at the man's waist. A golden wolf head was dazzled, but it was not as attractive as the cowhide water bag.

"Water, bring it." Swallowing his dry throat, Feng Wuxie said with difficulty.

Now she really doesn't have the energy to play with this person. If he can stop talking nonsense and just give her a sip of water, she will think he is such a good person.

It's a pity that the other party ignored Feng Wuxie who was about to die of thirst, and asked persistently, "Are you from the Central Plains?"

Although Feng Wuxie was extremely weak, the vigilance in his heart was still there.

Since ancient times, there have been constant wars between Xichu and the surrounding small countries. Who knows where she is thrown now, if it is an enemy country, it is better to be safe.

"Where is this place?" Feng Wuxie glanced around, all around was desert, and there were not many green plants.

She shook her head, with a painful look on her face: "I don't know who I am, nor where I come from."

A person with amnesia is not a threat to anyone, and of course such a person is easy to be abandoned.

Because there is no use value at all.

Now Feng Wuxie is betting on his own life, betting on luck.

A trace of surprise finally appeared on the man's face, and he murmured: "It's actually a fool."

Feng Wuxie sneered inwardly, it's better to be a fool than to be killed.

"From now on, you'll be called Xiaodai." The man said to himself, then untied a belt from his waist, put it on Feng Wuxie's body, and pulled her up from the sand dune.

Looking at the half-dead Feng Wuxie, he impatiently untied the water bag from his waist and handed it to Feng Wuxie: "Take it, drink it."

Feng Wuxie hurriedly took the water bag, and drank it in gulp, but just took two sips before being snatched away: "Enough, this water is very precious."

Feng Wuxie licked his sweet tongue with some lingering interest, and gradually returned some of the lost strength in the cool water.

Even though it was only two mouthfuls, it was enough.

"Xiaodai, go and lead the camel." The man ordered to Feng Wuxie.

It was only then that Feng Wuxie discovered that this man's clothes were very different from ordinary people. The clothes were brightly colored, embroidered with gold silk patterns, and the gold bracelet on his wrist showed that this man's identity must not be simple.

Seeing Feng Wuxie in a daze, the man muttered dissatisfiedly: "You really are an idiot, you can't even do work."

Feng Wuxie came back to his senses slightly, picked up the rein obediently, looked at the vast Gobi, and asked with his eyes: "Where are we going?"

The man on the camel stretched out his hand and pointed to the north: "Of course I'm going back to my palace."

"The royal palace?" Feng Wuxie repeated in surprise, but the map that Jun Yeli showed her flashed in his mind.

If her guess is correct, the person in front of her is not the great king of Nanfan, Mo Sang.

(End of this chapter)