When Xuanyuan Chen released Xie Qingrong, the bloodthirsty killing intent in his body was slowly suppressed, and his gloomy mood slowly dissipated.
"A Rong, I'm here." Xuanyuan Chen softly said as her forehead intimately pressed up against Xie Qingrong's.
In those deep eyes, the haze gradually disappeared. As he slightly raised his gaze, he could clearly see the gentleness and seriousness in Xuanyuan Chen's eyes.
"Yes." Xie Qingrong replied indifferently with her arms wrapped around Xuanyuan Chen's neck.
Shang Zhiqing's previous sorrow and sadness had all disappeared. She smiled and beckoned Xie Qingrong: "Elder sister, let's continue moving forward."
A hand tightly held onto Shen Haoxuan as the warmth and sticky feeling in his heart was slowly transferred to Shen Haoxuan.
Only Shen Haoxuan clearly understood in his heart that Shang Zhiqing's current state of mind was not as calm as the one she displayed everyday.
Xie Qingrong turned her body and revealed a gentle smile towards Shang Zhiqing, then pulled Xuanyuan Chen along and continued to walk forward, as if she had never appeared due to the gloom and depression just now.
After walking for a long time, the view in front of them gradually widened. The branches and leaves that were so entangled with each other on top of their heads that they could cover the sky and cover the earth also began to lessen, and sunlight began to pour down from the gaps between the branches.
Shen Haoxuan held Shang Zhiqing's small hand in one hand and a long wooden stick in the other. Due to last night's twisted injury, he was still a little unsteady walking today.
However, the stick in his hand was pointed everywhere, and inadvertently, he knocked down a round beehive that was hanging from the branch.
"Weng weng weng …"
"Weng weng weng …"
Shen Haoxuan frowned, and said uneasily: "Did you all hear any noisy sounds?"
It was as if he was right in front of him.
The three of them heard the questions raised by Shen Haoxuan and listened carefully. It was as if there was a sound indeed, a sound that wanted to drill into their ears, causing them to become restless.
Xie Qingrong saw a beehive on the ground not far from Shen Haoxuan with her sharp eyes, and there seemed to be something viscous like liquid on the branches directly above the beehive.
His expression changed and he shouted, "Run!"
With that said, Xie Qingrong pulled Xuanyuan Chen and quickly ran forward. When Shang Zhiqing heard her orders, she immediately grabbed Shen Haoxuan's hand and started to follow Xie Qingrong's footsteps.
Shen Haoxuan muddle-headedly allowed Shang Zhiqing to pull him forward, to the point that he was unable to take care of the pain in his legs.
When they reached a safe zone, Shang Zhiqing finally let go of Shen Haoxuan's hands. It took a lot of effort for Shen Haoxuan's legs to become swollen again from running.
Shen Haoxuan sat limply on the ground, slowly rubbing his feet. As he did so, he asked in confusion, "Princess, why did we run away just now?"
Xie Qingrong looked at the wooden stick that Shen Haoxuan had placed on the other side of the bed. The wooden stick was obviously stained with some of the honey from the beehive that she accidentally hit earlier.
When Shen Haoxuan heard him ask Xie Qingrong to throw away the wooden stick that he had temporarily used as a walking stick, he felt that it was a little unbelievable.
Princess Hua-Yang clearly knew that her foot was injured. Without something to support her, she wouldn't be able to walk far.
She pursed her lips and held the wooden stick tightly in her arms. "I won't throw it away unless you tell me the reason why I have to."
Xie Qingrong crossed her arms and coldly stared at Shen Haoxuan, but her cold gaze caused Shen Haoxuan's back to go cold.
"Take a look at what's stuck on that stick you love so much." After he finished speaking, he looked at Shen Haoxuan, waiting for him to reveal the expression of someone beating his own mouth.
Shen Haoxuan looked at one end of the wooden stick in confusion. It seemed to be stained with a dark yellow liquid, and when he touched it with his hands, it was somewhat sticky.
He frowned and seemed to have smelled a dense and sweet fragrance. He placed it in his mouth and tasted it, and his face immediately turned green.
It was actually honey, so the buzzing sound he heard just now was a bee?
No, wild bees!
No wonder wangfei wanted everyone to run ahead. If they ran too slowly and were discovered by the wild bees that came back to pick nectar, they would be finished!
If he was stung by a wild mountain bee, his wound would fester at best, but his life would be in danger at worst!
Thinking about that, the wooden stick that was still being held tightly like a treasure was immediately thrown away by Shen Haoxuan, like a hot potato.
Shen Haoxuan was considered a mediocre person, he immediately spoke in a low voice, "Esteemed wangfei, it's all my fault, I'm getting in your way."
Seeing Shen Haoxuan lowering his head and admitting his wrongs, Xie Qingrong did not plan to do anything to Shen Haoxuan initially. She only wanted him to take it for granted.
Xie Qingrong sighed, she walked to the front of Shen Haoxuan and squatted down, took out a silver needle and injected some of it into Shen Haoxuan's foot that was swollen from the sprain, then took out some ointment and got Shen Haoxuan to rub it onto his injured foot.
Cooling ointment was applied to his feet, slowly dispersing the pain.
Soon, the redness and swelling subsided.
Shen Haoxuan returned to his previous lively look and took out the fan he used to flaunt the market.
The fan on the paper lightly waved. If the surrounding did not have Misty Mountain, at this moment, it really did look like a young master going out for a stroll.
"Weng weng weng …"
"Weng weng weng …"
That annoying voice started to resound again and again in the four people's ears.
Xie Qingrong shot a cold glance at Shen Haoxuan, grabbed her hand, and continued to run forward.
Shen Haoxuan's legs had just barely recovered, and he was once again dragged crazily running forward!
The four of them ran with their lives on the line, and the group of mountain bees chasing after them followed the smell to catch up to the wooden sticks that Shen Haoxuan had thrown away earlier.
He seemed to have found the 'culprit', and after gnawing on the wooden stick for a while, he returned to the place where the beehive had fallen.
The view ahead became wider and wider, and all the branches and leaves that covered the sky above were gone. The sunlight was warm and warm as it sprinkled onto their bodies.
Xie Qingrong stopped in her tracks, and after confirming that the group of Mountain Bees would not continue to chase him, he looked around, observing her surroundings carefully.
"There should be water half a kilometer ahead." Xie Qingrong said indifferently.
Shen Haoxuan waved his fan and asked: "Princess, how did you know there was water in front of us?"
Xie Qingrong crossed her arms, and explained to the three people who were looking at him with doubtful gazes: "Just now, there was a gust of wind that blew over, and there was a wetness to it. It was obvious that the humidity in the air was far greater than what she had sensed earlier. As long as we follow the scent, we will be able to find the water source. "
"What's the humidity?" This was the first time Shen Haoxuan had heard of this phrase, and he was extremely curious.
This was a phrase that only modern people would know. It was impossible for the three people in front of them to understand.
Xie Qingrong smiled, and gave a simple explanation: "The air has the composition of water."