Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

"Brother, you are a martial arts prodigy. When the time comes, when your legs recover, you might be able to surpass that older sister."

Lan Junao just raised his lips slightly, and didn't say much.

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On the other side, Feng Chuge and his party continued to go deep into the forest.

To her surprise, she thought that few people would come to this forest, but when she continued to move forward, she found footprints and mottled blood on the ground.

Seeing those bloodstains, Feng Chuge's pupils shrank slightly.

"Master, the red sun fruit blooms for a hundred years and bears fruit for a hundred years. It is an extremely rare thing, so many people rushed to come here." The tender voice of the meat ball rang in Feng Chuge's mind again. "Also, Routuan noticed that there were at least three groups of people who passed by here in the past two days."

Three groups of people?

A few traces of teasing appeared in Feng Chuge's eyes.

It seems... the current situation is lively enough...

A few people continued to walk forward, and the sky gradually dimmed.

Within the woods, there is a strangeness everywhere.

It may be okay during the day, but at night, the insects are constantly buzzing.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the silver light pours down like flowing water, slowly filling the whole world.

The three of them had already built a fire on the spot to take a rest, after all, they had traveled all day.

Zilan and the other three waited at the bottom, while Feng Chuge jumped up and onto the tree trunk.

She stepped on the tree trunk with one leg, swinging the other leg leisurely, narrowing her eyes slightly, taking a break.

In the night wind, the purple robes fluttered with the wind.

Under the moonlight, that jade-like face seemed to be shining with a layer of lustrous light.

The surrounding area is very quiet, and from time to time, leaves shake off with the night wind, slowly rippling down.

Suddenly, not far away, there were waves of footsteps.

The three people guarding below immediately raised their vigilance.

They put out the fire and took cover.

"That trash should be around here, that's right—" In the night sky, a voice full of gloom sounded. "Second Young Master, we must not let him get the red sun fruit. If his legs recover, then Second Young Master and us will have no place to stand!"

In the distance, several figures slowly entered against the moonlight.

"Let's just wait here, just wait for Lan Junao to show up and kill him!!"

"But, Boss, can we do it with just the few of us?" Suddenly a weak voice came from the side.

The leader's sinister voice sounded again, "Hey, you're just a useless person!! Why not?"

This group of people is still planning something, but they don't know that all their words have been heard by the people in the tree.

Feng Chuge leaned lightly on the tree trunk, looking at the people below who were busy setting up the formation.

Lan Junao...

Sure enough... not to be envied by others is a mediocrity. Such a group of people are worried about the recovery of Lan Junao's legs.

Feng Chuge didn't intend to interfere with this matter, but at this moment, a voice came from Zilan's place.

Zilan's location was, by coincidence, just under the tree that Feng Chuge was lying on.

Hearing this movement, the group of people were shocked.

"Boss, there are outsiders?!"

Looking along the prestige, not surprisingly, I saw Feng Chuge who had already hidden his breath on the tree.

On the tree, Feng Chuge finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with chill.

Under the moonlight, those pupils were like a bottomless cold pool——

Violet...

Violet again...

To what extent is she going to challenge her patience? !