Chapter 71: Team Annihilation
Feng Aoqing looked at this group of people and thought silently.
Are you afraid? Yes.
But the more scared she was, the calmer she became.
These people led her through the woods and seemed to be very familiar with the route, so they must have a hiding place.
Sure enough, not long after they walked out, they led her to a cave that was extremely secluded.
This is the same mountain as the exile team's camp, so the cave is not deep and there are several people guarding it.
Knowing that Mo Beiyuan was very capable, they sent so many people, but they did not dare to take action in Yangping City. They wanted to follow him out and take action in the mountains, but their routes were also cut off.
Either you die or I live.
"Madam is so courageous, she is worthy of being his wife!" Even the leader couldn't help but praise her.
"I am very courageous. It has nothing to do with him. No matter who I marry, my courage will not increase or decrease." Feng Aoqing walked in and found a place to sit.
"Where did Mo Beiyuan go? Why did he abandon you in that mountain?"
"Of course I came to find you!"
The leader was stunned.
"It looks like I haven't found it yet. Now, follow the notes I left, and I should be able to find it."
"You took notes?!"
"Aren't you just waiting for him to come and rescue me? How can he find me if I don't keep a record of him?"
"I thought with his abilities, he didn't need us to keep a record of him!"
"That's not necessary, it just took longer. Now it's faster, isn't it? Why don't you hurry up and make something to eat, or you'll have a fight later. You all know what my family is capable of."
"We're not hungry."
"If you're not hungry, then make something for me. If I'm hungry, at least let me have a full stomach! Or I can cook myself and you can just give me some food."
The leader gave her some bread. There was water boiling in the pot, so she wolfed down the bread with the hot water.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
"Could he have died on the mountain? There are several places where the mountain has collapsed."
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his body."
"What if no one comes to rescue you?"
The men in black gathered together and talked.
The leader gave each of his men some hot water to drink, and then arranged for them to disperse outside the cave to prepare for an ambush.
"Brother..." One of the people guarding Feng Aoqing suddenly grabbed the leader's hand.
The leader looked back and saw that black blood was already flowing out of all his orifices, and then he fell to the ground.
The other people looked up from the fire and saw the same situation.
The leader wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound, and spat a mouthful of black blood beside the fire.
"You...poison..." Only when he was dying did he realize that he had been poisoned by Feng Aoqing.
The men in black guarding outside the house also began to feel the effects of the poison one after another.
Feng Aoqing held a knife in her hand and cut the rope for herself.
She looked at the person on the ground who had his eyes open and sighed softly.
She walked out of the cave and shone a flashlight, and some dots of fluorescent green appeared. She could use these marks to find her way back to the exile camp.
Along the way, some people were still breathing, and they were groaning in pain.
Feng Aoqing's palms were full of sweat, her whole body was trembling, and her feet felt a little weak.
Suddenly, several people rushed towards her. It seemed that they were the ones who had not inhaled enough poison gas and had come out of the cave earlier.
She grasped the short sword and took a fighting stance.
The dagger in his hand flashed coldly in the moonlight.
Two people fell down.
The third man fell.
Unexpectedly, there were still several that could move.
Her heart was filled with the smiling faces of her two children, which was the spiritual pillar that kept her from falling down.
She had only one idea, to kill all these people and not leave any of them alive.
At this moment, the clouds covered the moon, and the flashlight in her left hand went out for some reason. Her eyes had not yet adapted to the darkness, but she felt someone approaching.
Unable to see clearly, he could only swing his knife randomly.
But the man did not pounce on her, but fell in front of her.
"Young Madam! Stand back!" An unfamiliar voice sounded.
She changed the flashlight in the space and when she shone it forward, she saw a tall and thin man in brocade clothes fighting with the remaining people.
Why is it called brocade clothes? It is because when the light falls on his body, the brocade emits a different luster from the cloth.
The opponent has been poisoned. Even if he wasn't, it seems he is definitely no match for him.
The man turned around and wanted to get closer to Feng Aoqing, but Feng Aoqing suddenly took two steps back and pointed the knife at him.
"Young Madam, it's me, Han Lang." The man's voice was low and seemed to have no warmth at all.
Feng Aoqing scanned the man up and down with the flashlight.
He was about the same age as Mo Beiyuan, with narrow shoulders and a thin waist, of medium height. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extraordinarily handsome. However, the coldness in his eyes made people shudder. He wielded two swords, which were shorter than ordinary swords.
It was him, the eldest princess’ attendant, Han Lang.
"Why are you here?" I asked and then regretted it.
Since the poison was not administered by the eldest princess, then he was nearby to protect her.
"I'll take you home." Han Lang wanted to help, but felt it was inappropriate, so he just took a step closer.
Feng Aoqing handed him a pill: "Antidote."
Han Lang ate it without hesitation.
"Please go and check if there are any survivors." Feng Aoqing pointed into the cave and then pointed to the six ambush sites. She had already memorized their locations one by one.
"yes."
Han Lang looked at Feng Aoqing from the side.
He knew Miss Feng, Princess Yonglin.
But the person in front of me seems unfamiliar.
Her face was still the same stunning one, but her expression and voice were completely different.
The determined look in her eyes, the tightly bitten lips, and the blood on her face made her look breathtakingly beautiful.
Han Lang withdrew his gaze and followed her instructions to check all the people, and finish off those who were still alive.
When he returned to where Feng Aoqing was standing, he saw her lying on the ground.
Han Lang was startled, thinking that there were still people around who had not been dealt with, so he quickly picked her up from the ground.
When I carried him to the fire and checked, I found that he had just fainted.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
Then, they checked her body and found no other serious injuries except two knife wounds on her arms.
Han Lang smiled lightly.
You must be scared to death.
She killed dozens of people by herself. As a lady from a wealthy family, although she had the ability to use poison, she had never killed a chicken, let alone a person. It would be strange if she didn't faint from fear.
Han Lang took out some medicine from his arms and sprinkled it on her knife wound, then tore off the hem of his clothes to bandage her.
When the medicine fell on her wound, Han Lang saw her move slightly, frowned, and his hand loosened, and the flashlight rolled to the ground.
Han Lang picked up the flashlight from the ground and shone it into the distance.
The twinkling lights began to flicker again.
"He actually has this ability. If you don't know him, you would think he is a secret guard!" Han Lang chuckled.
He carried the man on his back, took a flashlight, and followed the instructions to the exile camp.
Feng Aoqing's head rested naturally on the side of his neck, and he could touch her hair or even... her cheek with one side of his face.
Before he reached the camp, he heard a soft gasp on his back.
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