My house was confiscated and I was exiled. I emptied the emperor's warehouse and fled.

Just after the little assassin was killed, Su Yunwan heard a sharp whistle coming from the rooftop.

It was obvious that the real leader did not show up and was only observing in the dark. As soon as the mission failed, a signal was sent to retreat.

On the forest path, the assassins who were behind were killed one after another by Qingxuan and others, while the leader of the assassins at the front had fled into the dense forest and disappeared.

Qingxuan, who was clenching his back, landed under the towering tree and concentrated on maximizing his perception to identify the opponent's hiding place.

Suddenly, there were several loud collisions above the head, and the assassin fell to the ground. At the same time, the big tree moved automatically without wind, and countless pine needles fell down like drizzle.

Qingxuan saw that the people on the ground struggled a few times and then stopped moving.

When he got closer, he saw that the deceased's face and body were covered with pine needles, and he was no longer human.

He looked up into the sky warily, flying up the trees, looking for the person who had done something secretly.

However, no matter how carefully he searched, he could not find the shadow of the third person.

That mental force had already flown away from the scene after activating the pine needles.

With this heavy blow, even if he doesn't die, he can't escape Qingxuan's pursuit.

Su Yunwan was about to withdraw her mental power when she saw a large group of people surrounding several carriages and horses running quickly.

It's the Qin family's vehicle!

In Su Yunwan's rage, a large amount of invisible spiritual power flew out of his body...

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Outside the house, those who had grabbed the supplies had already fled, and the chaos gradually subsided.

The ground was strewn with injured people and dead bodies, and the ground was dyed red with blood.

The Qin family's vehicles and supplies were all stolen by the refugees, and even several tents were burned down.

Since the Chu family assigned manpower to stop the assassins, several cars were also robbed.

Even the official vehicles and materials were mostly lost.

After counting the list, it was found that many prisoners participated in robbing supplies and took advantage of the chaos to escape.

After hearing the roll call, Zhong Wei took over and became furious: "Everyone who is not injured will chase the fugitives and kill them on the spot!"

A large group of policemen immediately took orders and chased the people with torches in hand.

"Brother, all our things have been robbed!" Qin Junxian and Qin Ji helped Qin Junyu walk into the temple, one on the left and the other on the right.

The three of them were originally fighting against the refugees. After the assassin appeared, they listened to Qin Mu's words and gave up their supplies, and moved their targets together to intercept the assassin.

Qin Ji blocked his father's knife, leaving a deep wound on his back, bleeding profusely.

The mother and daughter of the fourth room hurriedly went up. Wu Shaohan and Lingqi took out the medicine they carried with them and bandaged Qin Junyu to stop the bleeding.

Qin Junyi asked about the situation outside and learned that the situation was under control, so he asked Qin Mu and Qin Junxian to trace the escape route of the refugees.

After the two left, Wu Shaohan and Ling Qi knelt on the ground, "Master, it was my subordinate's negligence and failure to identify the assassin that put you in crisis. Please forgive me, Master."

Qin Junyi stretched out his hand and asked them to get up, "I don't blame you, even I was almost deceived."

Wu Shaohan and Ling Qi stood up and glanced at Su Yunwan who was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed and resting.

With so many people present, only Su Yunwan discovered the identity of the assassin.

Did she discover the other party's flaw, or had she always been wary of all strangers who came close to her master, even children.

If it's the latter, it's really hard to imagine what she has gone through to become so sharp and rational that is almost cold-blooded.

The old lady had suffered a lot in the past two days. When she heard that all her belongings were gone, her face was full of sorrow: "Brother Yi, what should I do now that we have lost our carriage and supplies?"

Qin Junyi said expressionlessly: "Finish the assassins first, and then go get the supplies back."

The old lady looked at the sky and said, "What if they run away? It's almost dawn now."

Qin Junyi untied his cloak, gently covered Su Yunwan, sat down next to him, and said softly: "Everyone should seize the time to rest before dawn."

Without floor mats and beddings, the women were shivering from the cold. They huddled up on the damp ground and gradually fell asleep amidst the noisy sounds outside the house.

On the other side, Qin Junxian and Qin Mu chased them several miles away, when a man covered in blood ran towards them, looking extremely horrified.

Qin Mu stopped him, but before he could ask any questions, the other party trembled and said, "There's a ghost... help..."

After a lot of interrogation, Qin Mu and Qin Junxiancai roughly understood what happened.

It turned out that after quickly escaping from the City God's Temple, this group of refugees saw that they had run a long distance, and then slowly changed from running to walking, and finally rested in an open space at the mountain col.

They took inventory of supplies and found no gold, silver or jewelry, but they harvested a lot of grain, medicinal materials and daily necessities, as well as so many animal-drawn carts. It was considered a bumper harvest.

Therefore, everyone was overjoyed and clamored for a full meal.

Just when everyone was happily looking forward to a better life, all changes happened in an instant.

The vegetation in the mountains seemed to come alive, moving automatically without wind, and a large number of leaves turned into sharp weapons, stabbing people indiscriminately.

For a moment, screams and calls for help echoed throughout the col.

In the confusion, a torch fell on the carriage, igniting a raging fire.

Everyone was dead and injured, and it looked like the materials they had finally snatched were about to turn into ashes. Those who could still move split into two groups and fled.

However, even if they ran away from the place, they were attacked by many vines on the road, and each of the refugees was wrapped around their necks and hung to death.

Of the dozen or so people running back, he was the only one left.

"Let's go and have a look." Qin Mu forced the refugee to lead the way.

Qin Junxian said cautiously: "Qin Mu, let's tell brother the situation first and don't act rashly."

Qin Mu snorted coldly and pressed the refugees forward: "If there is really a ghost, how many heroic souls have been lost on the battlefield. If you are afraid, go back and report to the elder brother first, and I will go and find out."

"What am I afraid of? It was my elder brother who asked me to explore the road first." Qin Junxian was worried that Qin Mu would face the strange phenomenon alone, so he had to follow.

Fearing that the fire would burn the mountain, they moved very quickly.

However, when they arrived at the place where the vines killed people, there was no body, only the blood stains left behind, indicating that there were indeed casualties.

When they continued to rush to the scene of the incident, there was only blood on the ground.

Qin Mu and Qin Junxian searched around and couldn't see any traces of man-made things.

The refugee followed Qin Mu step by step, for fear of being assassinated.

However, he was afraid of what he was afraid of. When Qin Mu reached the cliff based on the blood stains, the refugee's ankle tightened and something pulled him toward the cliff, "Help me!"

Qin Mu saw that it was a leafy vine causing trouble. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but did not pull it out to help. He watched coldly as he slid towards the edge of the cliff.

Qin Junxian, who was a few steps away, subconsciously drew his sword and was about to strike, but Qin Mu stopped him: "Don't move!"

"Ah!" The screams echoed throughout the valley.

Qin Mu said in a tight voice: "If my guess is correct, those people he mentioned were buried under the cliff."

In fact, as long as Qin Mu helps, the remaining person may escape.

But the other party was robbing his elder brother of his supplies. Qin Mu had not had time to kill him, so how could he help him.

Qin Junxian pulled Qin Mu back and away from the cliff. The nerves in his body were tense, and he listened intently to the movement around him. "What the hell, are the plants really becoming spirits?!"