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Chapter 11 Overnight

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    The sky was dark, and dull thunder gradually rolled in from the horizon. A moist, cool wind also blew in the dense forest. The leaves rustled in the wind, which together with the thunder was particularly thrilling.

    Yu Qingjia looked up at the sky, worried: "It's going to rain If we can't get out of this forest tonight, what should we do at night?"

    Murong Yan didn't seem to be worried about shelter from the rain. His eyes were dark and he didn't smile at all. He seemed to be listening to something.

    There was another thunder, and this time, he finally heard the movement. The other party covered up the footsteps under the thunder, and he only discovered it now!

    A hidden arrow suddenly flew out of the dense woods, and Yu Qingjia, who was aiming at the target, was still confused. She didn't even realize what was happening, and she was suddenly pounced on.  Yu Qingjia was caught off guard and fell onto the thick fallen leaves. Then Murong Yan rolled her around on the ground and placed her behind an ancient tree that was two people thick.  Yu Qingjia leaned back against the rough bark of the tree, in shock. She saw Murong Yan half-kneeling beside her in front of her, his eyes fixed on the outside, and a dark bloodlust rose in his pupils.

    "Fox spirit"

    "They have companions." Murong Yan's eyes were still staring at the dense forest. Without looking, he took off the dagger from his waist and threw it to Yu Qingjia, "Run forward, run as far as you can."

    Yu Qingjia looked at the dagger that fell in front of him and did not dare to take it: "What about you?"

    Murong Yan had already taken out a few parts from the hidden pocket in his sleeve, and quickly assembled them into a pocket hand with his fingers. He ignored Yu Qingjia's question. Yu Qingjia just blinked and saw that he had moved behind another tree trunk.  Yu Qingjia gritted her teeth. No matter how scared she was, she still grabbed the dagger and whispered, "Can I help you in any way?"

    Murong Yan seemed not to have expected this. He was startled for a moment, and then sneered disdainfully: "The Xianbei tribe never uses women and children for hunting. Hurry up and leave. If you stay, you are disturbing me."

    Yu Qingjia wanted to say something else, but Murong Yan had already walked away without looking back.  Yu Qingjia looked at the exquisitely crafted dagger in her hand, gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and followed Murong Yan's example, running from behind one tree to another, stumbling forward.

    The thunder became more and more intense, and finally large raindrops fell from the sky.  There was no shelter from the rain in the forest. The completely darkened forest looked like a giant beast with its mouth wide open. There seemed to be countless eyes lurking in the darkness.  Yu Qingjia was scared and cold, biting her lip, but tears still fell from her eyes like beads.

    Yu Qingjia held the dagger tightly in her chest. In fact, she didn't even know how to use the dagger. In the past fourteen years, she had never even seen a chicken being killed.  But at this time, she could only hold the cold and exquisite dagger tightly and move forward one step at a time.

    In the end, whether it was rain or tears, Yu Qingjia couldn't open her eyes at all.  She stopped under an old tree with a huge crown and looked back at the dead jungle behind her.

    Even though the tree canopy can block the rain, there are still raindrops that streak across Yu Qingjia's cheeks, winding into a water line, staying on her chin for a moment, and finally forming a round drop of water and falling to the ground with a clatter.  Yu Qingjia's hair was completely wet, and now it was wet and stuck to her face, which made her skin more fair and her eyelashes long, with a softness and clarity that washed away all the lead ornaments.

    Yu Qingjia looked at the woods behind her, with indescribable worry in her eyes. She couldn't help but shout softly to the dark woods behind her: "Fox spirit?"

    However, how could he expect to get a response? Yu Qingjia gritted his teeth. Even though he was scared to death of the darkness and unknown assassins, he still groped his way back to the original path.

    ¡°Of course she knows how risky it is to go back along the original road, maybe the assassin will follow this road to find her now.  However, she took away Vixen's dagger. Although Vixen had a sleeve crossbow, he would be at a disadvantage if he had no weapons in a close fight.  No matter what, Yu Qingjia couldn't leave the vixen alone.

    Yu Qingjia did not dare to speak loudly to avoid attracting assassins, but she was afraid that the vixen was hiding somewhere and she would miss it. She held the tree trunk all the way and called "vixen" in a low voice over and over again.  Because of fear and cold, Yu Qingjia's voice ended with a cry.

    Yu Qingjia was crying and searching at the same time, and unexpectedly kicked something warm.  Yu Qingjia was startled and screamed in her throat but she quickly covered it up.  She didn't dare think about what she kicked, so she trembled and shouted: "Fox, where are you?"

    There was only the cold and cold autumn wind all around, without any echo.  Yu Qingjia was extremely frightened, but she still had the courage to squat down and try to look at the face of the corpse at her feet.

    Yu Qingjia in the darkIt was so huge that it almost crushed a person's wrist bones. Murong Yan, who was still sleeping just now, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and terrifying.  Seeing that it was Yu Qingjia, the murderous intent in his eyes improved, but when he saw Yu Qingjia's plan clearly, he was still angry: "What are you doing?"

    Yu Qingjia was caught off guard and his wrist was grabbed. Murong Yan couldn't control his strength, and Yu Qingjia was squeezed painfully.  Tears immediately welled up in her eyes reflexively: "Your clothes are wet, I want to change them for you."

    Murong Yan looked at the miserable fire next to him, and seemed a little frustrated: "No need."

    "But you are injured, you will get sick if you wear wet clothes again!"

    "I said no, no need." Murong Yan said firmly. Only then did he realize what Yu Qingjia was wearing. He turned his head with a grunt, and his voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth: "What are you wearing?"

    Yu Qingjia looked down at her clothes in astonishment. She took off her outer skirt and outer skirt, only wearing a middle coat. She was too shy to expose her body in front of the vixen, so she endured the discomfort and kept the middle coat for herself.  Her little clothes were still wet, so she hurried over to change the vixen's clothes, but what was wrong with the vixen's tone?

    Yu Qingjia felt wronged, and the vixen was avoiding her, as if she had done something immoral.  Yu Qingjia was also annoyed, snorted and stood up: "You love to take off your clothes, but you don't know a good heart."

    Yu Qingjia returned to the fire and tried to take off the clothes that were completely soaked and clinging to her body.  She had not left the pavilion after all, and even though she was separated by her middle coat, she still felt a little embarrassed to take off her Xiaoyi in front of another woman.  She glanced at Murong Yan and found that he still tilted his face hard and turned his neck into a nice arc.  I don't know if it was because of the firelight, but the vixen's ears and neck looked red.

    Yu Qingjia shouted to the vixen fiercely: "You are not allowed to look back!"

    Murong Yan was originally curious about what Yu Qingjia was going to do, but when he heard the sudden movement behind him, he was stunned for a moment and reacted quickly.

    "You are a girl"

    Yu Qingjia was holding her middle coat with her hands behind her back, untying her small coat.  She looked at Murong Yan innocently: "What's wrong?"

    Murong Yan almost broke his neck. He turned his face towards the stone wall with all his strength, and the tips of his ears were already red and bleeding.  At this time, the fire shook. Yu Qingjia sat in front of the fire, and his shadow was cast precariously on the stone.

    Murong Yan quickly closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth and waited for a while, and couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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