Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

In the war just now, she has seen countless people lose their lives. She doesn't want to see the people she cares about lying in a pool of blood again. She will pay as much as she can. As long as she can turn things around, she is willing to do anything!

At night, Wei Shao and Zhao Zhizhi rested in the carriage, leaning against each other.

Zhao Zhizhi felt a little bored and wanted to chat with Wei Shao.

But Wei Shao seemed a little absent-minded and remained silent.

Zhao Zhizhi finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "What's wrong with you? I feel like something is wrong with you."

Wei Shao was silent for a while and then said, "I'm thinking about what we should do next."

Zhao Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, not expecting Wei Shao to take this issue so seriously.

She thought for a while and said, "I think we should find an alternate safe route first and then leave here as soon as possible."

Wei Shao nodded, agreeing with Zhao Zhizhi's view.

But he still seemed a little uneasy and continued: "We don't know what dangers we will encounter next. I think we should be fully prepared."

When Zhao Zhizhi heard Wei Shao's words, he felt that what he said made sense.

So she also began to think about how to better protect herself and Wei Shao's safety.

After a while, Zhao Zhizhi suddenly noticed that the unconscious Wutuer opposite her seemed to have trembling eyelashes, but she did not make any movement.

Zhao Zhizhi was a little curious, so he leaned over and took a closer look.

She noticed that Utour's eyelids moved slightly, as if he was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Zhao Zhizhi was a little surprised. She didn't expect Utur to wake up. But she didn't make any noise, but quietly retreated to her original position.

When it was late at night, Wei Shao went out and took turns keeping watch with other soldiers.

Zhao Zhizhi then said: "Stop pretending, I know you are awake."

Utur then opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Zhizhi in surprise: "How did you see it?"

Zhao Zhizhi smiled: "I am a top doctor, and I am the best at looking, hearing, asking and asking questions. Your breathing and heartbeat are a little unnatural, and your eyelids are also moving. These details show that you have woken up."

When Utur heard what Zhao Zhizhi said, he felt that what she said made sense.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't want to eavesdrop on your conversation. I just heard your voices and was a little curious about what you were talking about."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded, indicating that he understood what Utur meant.

But Zhao Zhizhi still felt a little uneasy, so he said, "Why on earth did you pretend to be unconscious? How did you cause the injuries on your body? Did you see the person who hurt you?"

However, Utur was silent when he heard these questions. His eyes were a little dodgey, as if he didn't want to answer.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at him, feeling even more confused. She felt that there must be a bigger story behind this matter.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Zhao Zhizhi's eyes. She seemed to have thought of something, so she suddenly said: "If you can't tell, could it be that you hurt yourself?"

When Tur heard this, he suddenly raised his head in surprise, his eyes full of astonishment. He looked at Zhao Zhizhi, as if he wanted to see something from her expression.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at his reaction and became more sure of his guess.

She said: "It seems I was right. You just hurt yourself and wanted to delay time for someone to save you."

When Utur heard this, a trace of helplessness and bitterness flashed in his eyes.

He sighed and said, "I beg you not to tell anyone else about this."

Zhao Zhizhi looked at him and couldn't help but feel a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

She said calmly: "Why should I help you hide it?"

"Zhao Zhizhi, I beg you." Utur's voice was trembling, "If you tell other people about this matter, they will definitely kill me. As long as you are willing to help me hide it, wait until I come back alive." When I get to Northern Xinjiang, I will definitely repay you."

There was a trace of worry on Zhao Zhizhi's face. She stared at Utur and said slowly: "Do you think you can go back?"

Utur was stunned, his eyes widened, unable to understand what Zhao Zhizhi meant for a while.

He looked at his wound and said in shock: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Zhizhi shook her head gently, with a trace of compassion in her eyes: "Don't you know your wound is poisonous?"

Utur's face turned pale instantly, and he whispered in disbelief: "How could this happen?"

There was a flash of fear in his eyes, as if he had foreseen his fate.

Zhao Zhizhi sighed. It seemed that Wu Tuer didn't know that he had been framed: "It seems that you have been framed."

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.

A trace of anger flashed in Utour's eyes. He raised his head suddenly and roared through gritted teeth: "Damn Eric!" His heart was filled with anger and resentment.

Zhao Zhizhi raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that Wutuer didn't know about this. It seems that people in northern Xinjiang do not want Utur to return alive.

She couldn't help but worry that the next journey for Wei Shao and the others might be even more dangerous. She decided to tell Wei Shao the news immediately.

In the early morning mist, Zhao Zhizhi was about to get off the carriage. Her movements were graceful, like a light swallow ready to spread its wings and fly.

However, at the moment she was about to touch the ground, a cold arrow suddenly flew from the darkness, piercing the tranquility of the morning, and shot into the soil close to the edge of the carriage.

Zhao Zhizhi's reaction was extremely quick. She squatted down suddenly, holding a delicate dagger tightly in her hand.

There was a hint of vigilance in her eyes, and her pupils shrank slightly, as if she wanted to take in everything around her.

At the same time, Wu Tu'er next to him had a confused look on his face. He looked at Zhao Zhizhi's expression and suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, someone from this palace must have come to save us!"

Zhao Zhizhi did not smile, but her expression became more solemn.

She did not think that the people who came were Utur's subordinates. After all, in such a situation, anything could happen. She glanced around, trying to find the whereabouts of the arrow, and at the same time, she was prepared to deal with any emergencies.

At this moment, a fierce clash of swords came from outside, breaking the surrounding tranquility.

Zhao Zhizhi's eyes flashed, and she knew that this was no longer the time to speculate. She stared in the direction of the sound, clenching the dagger in her hand, preparing for the next attack.

Suddenly, several men in black rushed to the carriage with sharp knives.

There was no expression on their faces, only coldness and murderous intent in their eyes.

Upon seeing this, Utur immediately rushed out and tried to negotiate with these people to let them rescue him.