Seeing that it was still early, Feng Jin decided to continue her journey later. She closed her eyes, holding her breath, and in her drowsy state, she vaguely sensed that several pairs of eyes were watching her from not far behind.
As a desolate wind swept in, the rustling of branches and grass could be faintly heard from the nearby woods. Feng Jin felt a chill run down her spine, and she felt more and more clearly that the dangers lurking in the shadows were approaching her.
As the night deepened, a cold wind rushed in from the distant mountains and seas, and the boundless cold currents swept fiercely across the fields, whipping up sand and stones that flew wildly into the sky along the mountain road.
Although it was still the height of summer, Feng Jin felt unusually cold today. An invisible chill made her uneasy, so she unconsciously shrugged and perked up.
In the pitch-black night, Feng Jin's eyes shone brightly like the moon and sparkled like stars.
"Who are you, you scoundrel!" Feng Jin glanced to her side and laughed, her voice like a howling wind.
As those dark figures pounced from behind like vicious dogs snatching food, in that instant, in just that instant, she gripped the longsword held horizontally beneath her knees, her body flashing like lightning as she spun rapidly, directly colliding with the oncoming dark figures!
In the midst of the chaos, someone exclaimed in alarm, "If Princess Jing wants to live, why doesn't she just surrender?"
"Alright, since we're all old acquaintances, why don't you try capturing her!" Feng Jin pointed at the sword blade towards the source of the voice and laughed heartily, but in her heart she was thinking that this person had called her Princess Jing as soon as they met, so this opponent must be an old acquaintance.
However, upon closer examination, she has accumulated quite a few enemies over the years, and it's difficult to guess who they are in a short time.
"Whoever they are! If they come, kill them!"
Before she finished speaking, her sword was already drawn. Feng Jin's slender body leaped and bounded among the dense, dark crowd, as agile as a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, their short swords clashed. She swung her three-foot-long cold blade horizontally, and the sword was immediately struck by countless flying knives from the other side, making a clanging sound.
At this moment, Su Ruan, who was hiding in the shadows and keeping watch, saw this shocking scene before her and stared wide-eyed in disbelief. She hadn't even had a chance to make a move yet, so who was ahead of her and plotting the same thing with her?
Her intuition told her that the person manipulating everything behind the scenes was definitely not simple!
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