The majestic Taihao Temple disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"She's there, kill her."

After the Taihao Temple disappeared, the group of assassins appeared on the other side of the river. Jin Feng, who had been clinging to Li Qingyan, looked coldly at the group rushing towards them.

"What is that?"

"It's a phoenix! Run!"

The phoenix is ​​one of the divine beasts guarding the Taihao Temple; one phoenix is ​​worth a million soldiers. It never interferes in matters outside the Taihao Temple.

It has been brought out of the temple less than five times in thousands of years. Ordinary people have only ever seen the totem.

It was too late for them to run.

The phoenix spreads its wings, and golden light suddenly rises.

The light illuminated half of the night sky.

The phoenixes cried out in waves.

The mere sound of the phoenix was enough to suppress these assassins.

They lay on the ground, spitting blood.

"Tell the master."

"The golden phoenix has been born."

After the carrier pigeons flew out of their arms, they fell into the river and were submerged by the water after only a couple of flaps.

The golden phoenix flapped its wings, stirring up the snow on the ground.

Before they could even react, they were buried under the thick snow.

It doesn't kill people intentionally; whether they live or die depends on their fate.

Jin Feng nudged Li Qingyan's head with her own, then surrounded the people in the center.

The phoenix's golden feathers carried a scorching heat. The bloodstains on Li Qingyan's body quickly dried, and her originally blue clothes turned crimson, leaving only the scent of sunlight under the phoenix's heat.

Li Qingyan slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a phoenix eye bigger than her head. She saw herself in those eyes.

"Could you please save my father and the others?"

Only after Jin Feng stood up did Li Qingyan realize what oppression meant; the phoenix was taller than seven or eight adult men.

It shook its feathers, and a feather fell from its neck and flew towards Li Qingyan. Before Li Qingyan could react, the golden feather turned into a cloak and covered her.

The phoenix's enormous body lay down towards Li Qingyan, its wings outstretched, gesturing for her to approach.

Once Li Qingyan was firmly seated, the phoenix soared straight into the sky. Golden light formed a shooting star in the night sky.

The golden robe, formed from phoenix feathers, is impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears. Even at high altitudes, it does not make one feel cold.

Jin Feng quickly found Li Yan and Yan Xu floating in the water; both of them had pale faces.

"Li Yan! Prelude to the banquet!"

Neither of them responded.

Golden Phoenix grabbed one of them with one claw and rushed towards a grove of trees. After throwing the two into the cave, Golden Phoenix squatted down to let Li Qingyan get down.

Li Qingyan stood in front of her and said, "Thank you."

Jin Feng touched her face, then shook his feathers. The two feathers that fell to the ground instantly turned into a golden cloak.

"For me?"

Li Qingyan looked at the things on the ground.

Jin Feng nodded, its beak lightly tapping her forehead. Suddenly, a woman's voice echoed in Li Qingyan's mind.

"Little one, this is the Secret Forest, it's very dangerous. Whether you survive or not depends on you. Those assassins haven't given up looking for you."

Jin Feng took a half step back, nuzzled her cheek with her head, and her eyes were overflowing with affection.

Li Qingyan nodded; others had already helped enough.

Only after watching the golden phoenix fly into the night sky did Li Qingyan pick up the cloak from the ground.

This thing feels warm when you hold it in your hand.

The little girl dragged the cloak into the cave and covered Li Yan and Yan Xu with it. Both of them were breathing very weakly, so she took out two life-saving pills from her purse and gave them to them.

She touched Li Yan's face and hands; they were cold.

"Li Yan, you can't die! If you die... I... your father will laugh himself silly. Don't die."

She rubbed Li Yan's hand, then Yan Xu's. Only after feeling the pulses on their wrists did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Jin Feng said that the assassins hadn't given up looking for them. Moreover, Jin Feng possessed her own light, and someone must have seen her when she flew over.

Li Qingyan stood up and touched Li Yan and Yan Xu's waists, and sure enough, she found daggers on their waists.

Fortunately, these two men had a habit of carrying weapons. We covered them tightly with cloaks; the heat from the golden robes was enough to dry the water off their bodies.

Li Qingyan rubbed her round little face against Li Yan's face, "Old Deng, I'm very useful."

She nuzzled Yan Xu's face again.

Li Qingyan and Chengyan learned a lot about making traps.

Moreover, she's quite adept at climbing trees now. This is all thanks to Li Yan; when she and Li Yan were learning to ride horses at the horse farm, they spotted several bird nests.

I don't know what Li Yan was thinking, insisting that she experience the joy of raiding bird nests.

They forced her to climb the tree, and after much difficulty they managed to get the bird's egg. She and Li Yan were then chased and pecked on the head by the mother bird.

The father and daughter fled in a rather disheveled manner, but they did manage to temper Li Qingyan.

She tucked the dagger into her waistband and saw a red, fleshy lump crawling upwards, like a red worm climbing a tree trunk.

The trees in the Secret Forest are more flammable than ordinary trees, but their wood is much harder, especially the bark, which can easily be cut open if you're not careful. The sap on the bark, while not fatal, will cause excruciating pain.

By the time she climbed the tree, her hands were covered in blood. Li Qingyan picked up some snow, rubbed it on her body, and then began to chop tree branches with her dagger.

She didn't have time to cry out in pain; the longer she delayed, the more dangerous it would be for Li Yan and Yan Xu.

Seeing that the branches had been cut down to a minimum, Li Qingyan prepared to go down, but after not eating for a long time and going through all that trouble, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell off the tree.

She landed in the snowdrift, not seriously injured but in pain, when a dagger came hurtling down from a tree trunk. Before she could dodge, the dagger struck her squarely.

Li Qingyan glanced at the things on her body and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she was still wearing the cloak given to her by Jin Feng, and the dagger was simply deflected and landed to the side.

She lay on the ground, feeling exhausted and in pain.

These were the hardest days she had ever endured since birth. She sat up, brushed the snow off her clothes, and took off the cloak whose inside was stained red. She threw it on the ground, cut it into strips of rope, and used them to assemble the wooden sticks she had just made.

Unfortunately, she was too weak to create a trap like the one Cheng Yan made, which could kill someone in one go.

However, it can also injure the other party.

After setting up the trap, Li Qingyan sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was very fast even in half an hour.

Looking at the wound on her hand, she pursed her lips, her eyes slightly red.

"Li Yan, Yan Xu, my hand hurts."

She sat between the two men, but this time no one responded. Li Qingyan wiped her eyes and curled up between them.

A small patch was pasted with Li Yan and Yan Xu's names.

If they don't survive, then she can simply break the system rules and turn to the dark side to massacre them.

Just as dawn was breaking, a loud 'smack' startled Li Qingyan awake. She covered Li Yan and Yan Xu with the dry grass beside her before going outside.

A man dressed as a woodcutter was seen with splinters piercing his feet, falling to the ground and howling in pain.

"Little baby, save me!"

Li Qingyan didn't approach him, but simply asked, "Who are you?"

The old woodcutter looked to be over fifty years old, and he was writhing in pain.

"I'm a villager from nearby, a woodcutter."

Li Qingyan's eyes were cold as she slowly walked towards him.

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Li Qingyan approaching.

"Little one, you..."

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it into the man's neck, causing blood to gush out.

She doesn't have the time to distinguish between good and bad people; she doesn't trust anyone now.

Everyone who could potentially threaten the lives of Li Yan and Yan Xu should die.

Regardless of whether the person is innocent or not, she will absolutely not leave any hidden dangers.

Looking at the woodcutter lying on the ground, Li Qingyan's expression was complicated.

"If you're a good person, then come and take my life. I'm sorry. If you're an assassin, then I'll make you disappear completely. You don't deserve Li Yan's life."

She covered the woodcutter's body with the snow beside her.

In the jungle, if you don't kill, you'll be killed.

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