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When her lover heard this, he smiled and said, "Then you are a person, right?"

Apart from all the legends and halos, Lu Chuan was probably just one person.

"How old are you? Where did he come from? Was there anyone else at home? Are we married? " Without waiting for Lu Chuan's reply, Yi Ren asked a lot of questions in one breath.

She was rarely curious.

Everyone was flabbergasted, and gasps sounded out at the scene.

However, the piercing fear in her heart was slightly alleviated by the series of questions from the lover.

In front of him, there was only flesh and blood.

Such knowledge made them burst out of despair with confidence. The row of Death Soldiers in the middle had already nocked their crossbows, and the rest were eager to give it a try.

Lu Chuan still maintained his composure. He neither went crazy nor paid any attention to her, as if what she had just said was just a whisper in the wind.

She was not dismayed, but she raised her head and looked at him eagerly.

He looked like he wouldn't rest until the answer came.

Pei Ruochen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was secretly anxious on the side and was sweating for her lover.

It was also at this moment that a long howl suddenly came from not too far away. The howl was mournful and ethereal. Lu Chuan finally made his move. With a whistling sound, his black robe fluttered as his iceberg like body suddenly rose up and stopped in mid-air.

Like a helicopter.

Such an unimaginable movement skill immediately made the confidence that had just risen disappear once again.

Even if Lu Chuan was a human, he was definitely not a mortal!

However, Lu Chuan seemed to have no intention of attacking them. His dark figure paused, and then shot towards the source of the whistling sound like an arrow.

When her lover saw that he was about to leave, she could not help but exclaim, "Ah!"

She wanted to know the answer.

Just the sound lingered in the air. Before that 'ah' had even faded away, Lu Chuan had swooped down like an eagle and grabbed his lover's collar, lifting her into the air. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

The only thing left in the air was a tiny black dot that flashed and then disappeared.

Smoke curled up.

Everyone escaped with their lives. After confirming that Lu Chuan had really left, they couldn't help but feel weak all over and their formation was no longer as strict as it was before.

A few of them ran to Pei Ruochen's side and said worriedly, "Young master, the Prime Minister is worried about you. The Prime Minister had this subordinate ask, "Young master, why did you leave the army on your own?"

Pei Ruochen did not explain, she only stared at the direction of her lover's disappearance for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Let's go back, I hope father did not meet up with Lu Chuan."

Lu Chuan was too terrifying.

Even if they hadn't done anything, they had already caused the Pei clan's steel-like, steel-like, and deadly troop to lose half of their fighting capabilities.

"Young Master Pei..." Seeing that everyone was about to leave, Little Right shouted uncertainly. In his hand was the Tiger Tally that his wife had left him, and he was at a loss of what to do.

Pei Ruochen noticed him and thought for a while before saying, "Go back to General He Lan. Tell him that everything in the Pei Clan is for the Imperial Court. Please enlighten him."

After speaking, Pei Ruochen flicked her sleeves and walked in the direction of Pei Linfen.

Her lover once again soared into the clouds, the cold wind blowing on her face, tearing at her as if she was in pain.

When they finally landed, she covered her face with her hands and shivered.

At this moment, she heard Lu Chuan say coldly to someone, "This woman has a lot to say. Help me kill her."

"Why didn't you kill him yourself?" The other party asked with a faint smile. The sound was very pleasant to hear, like the sound of flowing water by a river.

"I don't kill women and children." Lu Chuan said indifferently: "Feng Jiu, you also have a lot of nonsense to spout."

The man called Feng Jiu was not annoyed. He still gave a shallow smile and slowly turned to his lover.

At first, she only saw a thin, tall silhouette, her hair a light gray, gathered around her right shoulder.

When he turned around, Ai Hui saw clearly: a young man with a clean and weak appearance. His facial features were very faint, like a painting in ink outside the vision of Jiangnan.

"Woman, why did you make Mr Lu angry?" He smiled gently and asked gently.

"I just want to know where he comes from. Is he ever married?" Her lover blinked and answered innocently, "If he doesn't want to answer, then he won't …"

Feng Jiu opened his eyes wide and looked at her for a while, then laughed out loud. He laughed and coughed, but he still gasped for breath and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

"Sword God Lu Chuan." Her lover subconsciously walked to the side of Feng Jiu, intending to pat his back.

Feng Jiu coughed violently. Although there was not the slightest trace of discomfort on his face, he still gave a very exaggerated smile. However, the coughing sounds became a bit more frequent. His originally pale face immediately turned red.

However, before she could get close to Feng Jiu, Lu Chuan had blocked her with the hilt of his sword.

With a slight movement of his black robe, Lu Chuan had already appeared behind Feng Jiu. Using his hand that was used to holding the longsword, he patted his back in a rhythmic manner. Then, with a straight face, he asked: "You know you can't get too excited. What's so funny about that?"

When he was angry, his expression was the same as usual. In the end, his expression was solemn and emotionless.

Feng Jiu was still smiling, but his coughing was much better. The flush on his face gradually faded.

Her lover discovered that Feng Jiu's situation was a little similar to Liu's, but there was no trace of Feng Jiu's gentleness and comfort on his willowy face.

They were very different people.

If one could clearly see his face in battle, many of them would lose half of their fear. Although it was cold, his facial features were surprisingly exquisite, like a work of art carved from ice.

Standing together with him, Feng Jiu seemed so ordinary and unremarkable.

After that, she also found out that this man with a murderous aura was actually quite concerned about Feng Jiu.

"Ugh!" Yi Ren swallowed and made a sound.

Feng Jiu finally returned to normal, and Lu Chuan also withdrew his hand without revealing any trace, coldly standing at the side.

"To be honest, you should get married too." Feng Jiu smiled at Lu Chuan, and then, before Lu Chuan could kill anyone, he amiably asked his lover, "Hey, what's your name?"

"My beloved." The lover answered honestly.

The smile on Feng Jiu's face immediately vanished, and he asked very cautiously, "Is she the fiancée of the Carefree Palace?"

"Yes." The girl nodded and said, "You know where A Xue is right now, right?"

"His Royal Highness ordered me to find you." Feng Jiu smiled. "I'll bring you to see him."

"Is he okay?" Her lover was excited.

"With me here, how could anything happen to him?" Feng Jiu confidently comforted her.

Lu Chuan, who had been coldly ignored, 'humphed', and coldly said: "I will only help He Lan Xue this once. Next time something happens to him, you don't have to look for me anymore."

With that, he turned around and disappeared without a word.

Feng Jiu helplessly looked at the sky that no longer had a trace and softly muttered to himself, "His personality is still the same. No wonder the world doesn't understand him."

Then he turned his head, still looking gently at his wife. "Why do you ask him if he's married?"

A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"No." The lover shook her head seriously and explained, "It seems that too many people are afraid of him. I just want others to not be afraid of him."

Feng Jiu was startled, and then immediately agreed in a low voice: "That's right, too many people are afraid of him. Actually, what's so scary about Lu Chuan?"

Pausing, Feng Jiu changed the topic, "Let's go. The prince and Yi Jian aren't far from here. Let's head over."

"Changjian is here too?" Her heart was at ease as she followed Feng Jiu towards a patch of forest in the south.

Not long after they left, they saw Yi Jian's men. When they saw Feng Jiu, they respectfully nodded their heads and sent people to inform Yi Jian who was in the forest.

Not long later, her husband saw Yi Jian walking out from the depths of the forest. He first said anxiously, "Mr Feng, why is Your Highness still not awake?" Ye Zichen swept his gaze over and saw his lover.

Yi Jian's face revealed a joyous expression, "Princess, are you alright?"

The woman shook her head.

"Seeing esteemed wangfei was truly great. When the prince woke up, he even asked about you, esteemed wangfei — it's my fault that I didn't pay attention to esteemed wangfei when I went to find Teacher Feng." Yi Jian had an apologetic look on his face as he scratched his head, looking as if he was grieving over something.

"Alright," Feng Jiu laughed and interrupted his performance. He urged him, "Let's go see the prince first."

"Alright, Teacher Feng, hurry up and knock on the prince's door – the prince has been speaking nonsense just now. I don't know if there is a problem with the antidote or not." Yi Jian was worried again.

"There's no problem with the antidote, but he's already been taking it for a while and can't clear away the effects right away. Right now, it's his worst moment, maybe all his bad memories from before will come back, or he might even forget something — although it can't be called all memories, there are some things he doesn't want to remember, maybe he really won't remember anymore." After Feng Jiu indifferently explained, he couldn't help but complain, "Your highness is too willful. Even though you know that we can't reach here so quickly, you still drank what you gave us."

"That's because he has faith in Teacher Feng." Yi Jian immediately went to rescue his master.

Feng Jiu smiled, shook his head, and said softly, "You don't need to cover it up for him. I am willing to leave the mountain to serve His Highness, so I naturally know about him. Although this is annoying, it is also one of the points that I admire about the prince. "

Yi Jian chuckled and no longer said anything.

Mr Feng was invited out of the mountain by the Prince with his three views. Moreover, the relationship between Feng Jiu and the Sword God Lu Chuan was not a small matter. His relationship with the Prince was more like that of a teacher and a friend than that of a subordinate. Many times, it was the prince who listened to everything Feng Jiu said.

Therefore, everyone was extremely respectful to Feng Jiu, let alone changing the sword.

However, she didn't have that kind of awareness. She walked towards the depths of the forest: In front of her, a temporary shaft had already been built. Not only were the protection on the shaft tight, there was even a Jade Zither Incense furnace placed outside.

She walked all the way to the front of the pillar, but the guards did not stop her – on one hand, they had seen her while they were protecting her in the dark, and on the other hand, those who could safely reach this place were definitely her own people.

The girl lifted the curtain and saw He Lan Xue.