If I can make it back alive, ask him to be merciful and let me go …
Fan Men's eyes flickered and he immediately became alert. "President Jun, what are you trying to do?"
Jun Xiqing reached out and pushed Ping Ping towards Fan Men. "Steward Fan, take my Ping Ping with you. I want you to promise me that Ping Ping will be here with you."
Ping Ping was pushed over and she almost fell. Fan Men quickly reached out to catch her.
Ping Ping was born beautiful and her soft body fell into Fan Men's arms, her face turning bright red.
Fan Men was also stunned and he quickly let go of Ping Ping.
Ping Ping looked at Jun Xiqing and said anxiously, "Your Highness, I'm not going anywhere. I'll follow you wherever you go. Don't leave me behind!"
Jun Xiqing's face glowed like porcelain and she said in a clear voice, "Steward Fan, this is the Holy Lady Clan and the clan leader's men are all around us. If we fight, we'll all die here. I'll distract the clan leader while you take Ping Ping and escape. If Lu Yeming is fast enough, he'll definitely be able to meet up with you."
"President Jun, you probably don't know this chief well enough. His name is Yuan Ming, and he became the most outstanding High Priestess of the Holy Lady Tribe at the age of 18. He was as famous as the Crown Prince, Murong Lang, and later became the chief of the Holy Lady Tribe for thirty years. His methods are ruthless and ruthless. How are you going to lure him away and escape safely?"
Jun Xiqing slowly curved her red lips and looked down at the red poppy in her hand. "This is enough."
What did she mean?
Fan Men didn't understand.
At this moment, the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard from outside. Jun Xiqing's gaze turned cold, the black cloak accentuating her beauty made her look even colder. "Steward Fan, you are Lu Yeming's most trusted aide. How can you be so indecisive in such a situation? You don't know what to do?"
"President Jun!"
"Your Highness!"
Jun Xiqing flicked her sleeves and there was impatience in her bright eyes. "Hurry up and leave. Don't drag me down!"
With that, she added in disdain, "Lu Yeming is such a fool. He actually left such a useless teammate for me. I'm going to die because of him!"
"…"
The annoyed Fan Men dragged Ping Ping away with him.
Ping Ping refused to leave. "Your Highness, I want to be with you. Don't chase me away!"
Fan Men frowned. "Miss Ping Ping, I'm sorry."
Fan Men slung Ping Ping over his shoulder and carried her away.
…
A subordinate reported to Yuan Ming. "Clan Leader, bad news. Fan Men has escaped with his men."
Yuan Ming's gaze darkened. He knew that Lu Yeming was fake.
He had once met the famous West Duke, Lu Yeming, eight years ago. Lu Yeming had a dignified aura and was one of a kind. No one else in the world could compare to him.
"Gather everyone and chase after them!" Yuan Ming said.
"Yes."
Yuan Ming leaped onto his horse and led a large group of people to give chase.
Fan Men looked at Tribe Leader Yuan Ming, who was closing in on them relentlessly. He was already prepared for battle.
Once the battle began, it would be a brutal slaughter.
God knows how much blood will be shed.
This was politics, a ploy.
How much blood had been shed on this road?
The sky gradually darkened. It was going to be night.
The battle was imminent.
In an instant, the atmosphere was tense. Everyone held onto their guns, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Yuan Ming was closing in on them on his horse …
At this moment, he suddenly heard a lively and melodious voice. "Yuan Ming."
Yuan Ming quickly reined in his horse's reins and stopped.
There was a distance between the two parties. Everyone's eyes turned to look at them.
A person slowly leaped in from afar. She was riding a horse, dressed in a luxurious red dress and her face was mesmerizing.
Her long, black hair cascaded down and there was a red poppy in her hair.
Fan Men's expression changed. As he looked at this person, something surged in his eyes. In the end, it turned into … admiration.
He had only admired one man in his life, and that was Lu Yeming.
But now, he admired a woman — Jun Xiqing.
Yuan Ming turned his head to look at that person. His sharp and gloomy eyes instantly heated up, like two blazing flames that had been ignited.
He murmured, "Yuewu."
Bei Yuewu, who was riding on the horse, looked at Yuan Ming. Her voice was seductive and seductive. "Yuan Ming, I already said that I don't like you."
Then, she pulled on the reins with her fair hands and galloped the horse away.
Her red muslin dress rippled in the air, captivating one's soul.
"Yuewu!"
Yuan Ming shouted, galloping after her.
Seeing that his master had chased after her, his subordinates also turned around to follow.
Fan Men's crisis was instantly resolved.
…
On the plains, Yuan Ming galloped his horse, chasing after the red figure in front of him. The rest of the troops behind him had been left far behind.
"Yuewu!"
He chased after her.
Bei Yuewu turned her head, smiling at him.
Yuan Ming's heart thumped.
Bei Yuewu brushed her hand over her face. Her mesmerizing face disappeared like a mirror, revealing a beautiful face. Jun Xiqing.
Yuan Ming knew that he had been tricked. "Disguise? President Jun, you're so good at disguise. No wonder you're the youngest daughter of the Jun Family. You're so intelligent. "
Jun Xiqing curved her red lips. "Thank you for the compliment, Chief."
Yuan Ming snorted coldly. "President Jun, you led my army here alone. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to return?"
Jun Xiqing galloped on her horse, her silky hair fluttering in the wind. Under the bright moonlight, her red dress made her look like she was about to ascend to the heavens, dazzling.
Plucking the red poppy from her hair, she tossed it to Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming caught it in his hand.
He heard Jun Xiqing's alluring voice. "Clan Head, loving someone is like squeezing sand in your palm. The tighter you squeeze it, the faster the sand will flow out. Why don't you let go, let go of others, and let go of yourself too?"
Yuan Ming looked at the red poppy in his hand, his gaze complicated. Soon after, he laughed sarcastically. "Then has President Jun let go of President Lu?"
Jun Xiqing looked at Yuan Ming and batted her eyelashes playfully. "I've never tried to hold him in my palm. Loving someone isn't a lowly thing. What does it have to do with him that I love him?"
Yuan Ming was stunned. He couldn't recover for a few seconds.
He closed his eyes. "The youngest daughter of the Jun Family is so beautiful. I don't believe that President Lu hasn't fallen for you. I'll capture you now and wait for him to redeem you."
Yuan Ming reached out and flung the thin metal chain out. The sharp claws on the chain pierced Jun Xiqing's shoulder.
Blood seeped through her clothes, causing Jun Xiqing's face to turn pale.
Yuan Ming froze. His claws were covered in poison. Ordinary people would be poisoned immediately, but Jun Xiqing wasn't.
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