Dressed as a villain's vicious wife, she cheated on her way to escape.

"Who is there!"

Bai Qingluo held the weak Mo Jinglin and rushed over in the direction of the sound as quickly as possible.

Before he got close, he saw a dark figure curled up on the ground.

Are they Xiaotangyuan and the others?

The figure suddenly raised his head and looked over——

Suddenly he waved in surprise, "Uncle Fourteen, Bai Qingluo! It's great to see you here, come and help me!"

"Seven... Your Highness?" Bai Qingluo frowned and quickly looked around him, "Why are you here."

Mo Chenyao was panting, "Look what you said, something happened to Xiaojiu. Can I, the elder brother, just sit back and ignore it? Didn't I come here? Who knew that the horse suddenly frightened and ran away, leaving me behind?" Here I am, my foot is so twisted that I can’t walk. If I hadn’t bumped into you, I don’t know what I would have done.”

Mo Chenyao suddenly tilted his head and stared at Mo Jinglin beside Bai Qingluo, "What's wrong with Uncle Fourteen? He looks very bad."

"I met an assassin." Mo Jinglin said.

Bai Qingluo, who originally wanted to help him deal with it, paused and silently closed her mouth without speaking.

Mo Chenyao was shocked, "Assassin! Where's the assassin who was caught alive? It's so audacious. Someone in our Chaoyun Kingdom actually dared to attack Uncle Fourteen. This is putting our Chaoyun Kingdom's face on the ground. This must not be done." Let them go!”

Mo Jinglin said, "Dead."

"Just die!" After a pause, Mo Chenyao hesitated, "All dead?"

Mo Jinglin nodded and turned his wrist, "It took a little more effort for a dozen people, but fortunately my skills haven't deteriorated yet."

Mo Chenyao's smile suddenly became a little dry, "How else could it be said that Uncle Fourteen is the God of War of our Chaoyun Kingdom!"

A dozen assassins were all silenced!

Mo Jinglin in front of him had no other injuries at all except that he looked a little weak.

"Has His Majesty Seventh Prince found His Majesty Ninth Prince?" Bai Qingluo helped Mo Jinglin aside and sat down.

Mo Chenyao hurriedly waved, "No, otherwise I will definitely keep Xiaojiu, but you guys, have you found any clues? Oh, show me quickly, this leg can't walk at all."

"No." Bai Qingluo kicked away the weeds at her feet and walked over.

Very strange.

It was said that the horse was frightened, but the horse's hoof prints on the ground were not messy, and there were no signs of being frightened and running away.

Bai Qingluo squatted in front of Mo Chenyao calmly, "Which foot?"

Mo Chenyao quickly pointed to his left foot, "This one here... hiss! It hurts, it hurts, please be gentle... ow!"

Following Mo Chenyao's scream, a clear "click" sound was heard from the bones of his ankle.

Bai Qingluo raised her chin, "Try and see if you can move."

Mo Chenyao tried to get up, and Bai Qingluo helped him.

The moment he stood up, something shiny flashed past in the messy grass beneath him.

Bai Qingluo took advantage of the situation and grabbed his other hand, "Just use some strength so you won't be unable to stand up."

The finger easily took away the sparkle and put it into the space.

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed, and his palm was forcibly turned upward by Mo Chenyao's strength.

When he saw Bai Qingluo's empty palms, Mo Chenyao suddenly smiled and said, "Sorry, I couldn't stand firm just now, but I can now. Don't tell me, my feet are really much better. I can move now. Although It still hurts a little.”

"It's normal to have a little pain. Soft tissue contusions need time to recover. Fortunately, the bones are fine." Bai Qingluo took away his hand, "We'd better find a way to get in touch with the main force, otherwise even walking will be a problem. .”

Mo Chenyao sighed, "That's true, but for a while I couldn't think of any good way to let others know that we are here..."

"You two stay here while I go pick up some firewood." Bai Qingluo said.

Mo Chenyao was surprised, "It's still early before dark."

"I didn't say it was for keeping warm." Bai Qingluo waved his hand and patted Mo Jinglin on the back three times when he passed by him. "Be careful." Mo Jinglin said calmly as if he felt something. "Hmm" said.

Bai Qingluo came back soon. He only picked up a bundle of firewood and a stone. "Does His Majesty the Seventh Prince have a knife?"

Mo Chenyao was about to evade, "I came out in a hurry..."

"Oh, I saw it." Bai Qingluo reached out and took off a very gorgeous dagger inlaid with gems from his waist, "It looks quite expensive."

Mo Chenyao choked with anger, "That's natural. Can my king's things be ordinary?"

"But no matter how expensive it is, it's not as valuable as your life. At this time, don't care about external things like this." Bai Qingluo pulled out the dagger and started hacking at the stone.

It was cut so hard that sparks appeared.

Mo Chenyao felt distressed, "Be careful! This dagger is really expensive. It is made of Northern Black Iron!"

Bai Qingluo said casually, "Come on, come on."

"Crack" a cluster of sparks splashed onto the dry cattail grass.

Bai Qingluo smiled happily, "It's done!"

The cattails burned quickly, and then the firewood was naturally and slowly ignited.

She grabbed the dagger and moved the firewood. When the fire was almost burning, Bai Qingluo covered it with a handful of wet leaves.

"Hey, hey, hey! The fire is out!"

Mo Chenyao hurriedly wanted to come over to help, but Bai Qingluo threw a handful of leaves at his face.

She said matter-of-factly, "I didn't mean to start a fire."

"Then you are—"

Bai Qingluo pointed at the rising smoke, "Look, isn't the signal flare going up now?"

The fire was in a state of being either burning or extinguished, so that it produced a lot of thick smoke.

It's daytime now, but the thick smoke can be clearly seen by people outside the woods.

Sure enough, it didn't take long...

"Your Majesty! His Majesty the Seventh Prince!"

The soldiers located their location based on the thick smoke.

Mo Jinglin was immediately concerned, "Have you found His Highness Ninth Prince and my daughter?"

The soldiers shook their heads, "Not yet. I don't know if others have found it."

"Go back first." Bai Qingluo interrupted Mo Jinglin's intention to continue questioning and ordered the soldiers, "Prince Jing and His Majesty the Seventh Prince are injured, take them back to the camp."

Mo Jinglin's disapproving gaze suddenly shot over!

He came here to find Xiao Tangyuan, but now he has not been found and there are no clues. How could he just go back?

Bai Qingluo shook her head gently, "Go back first."

"What are you talking about in a whisper?" Mo Chenyao suddenly came over.

Bai Qingluo's expression remained normal, "Prince Jing is worried about His Highness Ninth Prince, so he is unwilling to go back like this. However, I think it is too dangerous here. We encountered an assassin just now, so it would be better to go back to the camp first."

Mo Chenyao nodded hurriedly, "I think so too, but Uncle Fourteen has always been strong. If he insists on staying, let him stay. Leave him with more people and nothing will happen."

"I'll stay!" Mo Jinglin decided decisively.

Bai Qingluo snorted coldly, "If you don't know the heart of a good person, you can stay if you want. Let's go."