The little soldier drew a road map for Zhao Wanxi on the ground according to his memory. He didn't want his camp to take the blame for it.

It should not be too late. Zhao Wanxi quickly got into the jungle. Unexpectedly, along the way, she found another soldier who was injured by a sharp arrow. However, this soldier was not the soldier under Leng junao, but the original subordinate of Xu Shu camp.

Zhao Wanxi was worried and could save people first: "I'll help you deal with the wound first."

The soldier recognized Zhao Wanxi at a glance. A few days ago, their camp had diarrhea. It was Zhao Wanxi who went to see them in the middle of the night to prescribe the medicine. They all had a good impression of doctor Zhao.

"Your people don't follow the rules, so long as they say better..."

The little soldier endured the pain and frowned. He could not help but be on guard against Zhao Wanxi.

Zhao Wanxi resolutely responded: "we will find out who broke the rules now. It's hard to say. You have to bear it first I'll be fine soon. "

"Ah..."

She made a clean and resolute hand, sewed up the wound and bandaged it, and soon it was finished.

But the little soldier's forehead still exuded sweat, because his injury was in his leg, and the barb of the arrow blade brought out a piece of meat, which was more painful.

"Don't move for a while, someone will come to take you out soon."

After Zhao Wanxi repeatedly exhorted her, she continued to go deeper into the woods. The wind was whizzing, and an arrow with a sharp blade was flying towards her. She shot a short blade, and the short blade hit the ground in the air with a clatter.

Not far in front of the shade, a shadow flashed, vaguely can see his strong back carrying an arrow shaft, Zhao Wanxi apricot eyes half squint, is this person!

She caught up with the wind under her feet. The man had good lightness skills. Zhao Wanxi could only see his back across the jungle and disappeared in front of the stone wall in the distance.

At noon, the sun is burning.

When she came to the front of the stone wall and looked around, she could not see each other's figure. After a closer look, there was a small hole in the blind area on the right side of the stone wall. Suddenly, her eyes tightened and she took two steps forward.

Zhao Wanxi is more cautious. Instead of breaking into the cave directly, she carefully sticks to the outside of the cave and listens to the inside.

She leaned over her ears and listened for a while. She didn't hear the sound coming from inside. Her apricot eyes crossed a suspicious color. Was she wrong?

Clang!

A clear sound came from the cave, and Zhao Wanxi's eyes brightened. She could almost be sure that it was the sound of a wooden arrow falling to the ground.

Soon, the sound of steady and powerful footsteps came from the depth of the cave. Zhao Wanxi dodged to the back of the stone wall, with a silver flash in her hand and a short dagger in her hand.

A man in military uniform came out of the cave with steady and rapid steps. The quiver on his broad back was full of sharp wooden arrows.

The next second, the man was about to step out of the foot suddenly suspended in the air, before he had time to turn around, a silver blade would be against his neck.

"It's you

Zhao Wanxi recognized this man at a glance. He was a flag leader under Ma San Ying. His name seemed to be Qiu ba. He was always around Ma San, with a dull face and never spoke.

Qiu Ba also recognized Zhao Wanxi. Her narrow eyes darkened, and she made a fierce decision. She sent her door to seek death. No wonder he did!