I traveled to the era of female supremacy and became a bad woman

Chapter 114 Are you a human or a ghost?

Dream

In her dream, Feng Zhaoyun dreamed that she was a martial arts expert, but was surrounded by a group of men in black. The soldiers around her fell one after another, and she was the only one left.

Among the men in black, there was a masked man riding a black horse, looking directly at him. His eyes were so beautiful that I felt I had seen them before.

But Feng Zhaoyun only saw murderous intent in the man's eyes...

Feng Zhaoyun was holding a sword and trying to break out of the encirclement. The man in black was unable to fight with him for a few moves. As soon as he got the chance, Feng Zhaoyun took a few steps and used light skills to leave the encirclement.

At this time, the handsome man in black riding on horseback frowned and rode his horse to catch up.

Feng Zhaoyun kept running forward, but suddenly stopped. It was a cliff...

At this moment, the leader of the men in black also caught up on horseback. Feng Zhaoyun saw that he was the only one coming, so he drew his sword and rushed towards him.

The leader in black jumped off his horse, and the two were evenly matched for a while. At this moment, Feng Zhaoyun moved sideways and plucked off the black scarf on his face with a sword. It was Feng Yunjin!

The Duke's son, Feng Yunjin, was looking at him coldly at this moment, "Your Highness, Prince Zhan, how are you?"

Feng Zhaoyun was shocked. How could it be him?

Behind Feng Yunjin, Black Hawk and his men also rushed over. Several men in black attacked Feng Zhaoyun with knives, but Feng Yunjin just looked at them coldly.

Two fists are no match for four hands. After a while, Feng Zhaoyun was injured one after another. These men in black were well-trained and were no less skilled than his own personal soldiers.

Just when Feng Zhaoyun was being besieged, Feng Yunjin, standing not far away, shot an arrow at himself with a bow in his hand.

Feng Zhaoyun was struck by an arrow. After turning around and killing an enemy, he knelt on one knee and raised his head, "Why did the Duke's Mansion kill me?"

Feng Yunjin's expression was extremely cold. "No reason, because you and your mother both deserve to die!"

Feng Zhaoyun was already exhausted by this time, and knowing that he would die today, he looked back at the cliff, then turned around and jumped off.

The wind whistled past my ears, and after a long time...

............

Feng Zhaoyun was awakened by the intense pain. He couldn't even lift his eyelids, so he moved his hands. "Hiss~" Why was his body in so much pain...

He struggled to slowly open his eyes, and saw a sky full of stars. It was dark at this time, and his body was aching so much that he lay there, not wanting to move...

But the ground is too soft...

She remembered that Yun Jin wanted to kill her in her dream, and suddenly she thought of something. Perhaps all this was not a dream, but something that really happened.

Feng Zhaoyun tilted her head, and she almost screamed out in fright...

It was Yun Jin...

After Feng Yunjin jumped off the cliff, he hugged Feng Zhaoyun who had already fainted. The cliff was very high and the speed of falling was extremely fast.

Feng Yunjin took out his sword and used his internal force to insert the sword into the cliff with one hand to slow down his falling speed, while holding Feng Zhaoyun with the other hand.

But the cliff was too high and the two men were so heavy that the sword began to break into pieces, until only the hilt remained.

Feng Yunjin threw away his sword and protected Feng Zhaoyun under him. Perhaps it was God's mercy that the two of them fell together on a flat ground in the cliff and did not fall straight to the bottom of the cliff.

Feng Zhaoyun turned his head to look at the unconscious Feng Yunjin. His throat was dry and hoarse. He swallowed and called out weakly, "Yun Jin..."

But Feng Yunjin still didn't move. He looked up and around, then looked at his body which was half pressing down on Feng Yunjin. It must be Yunjin who protected him.

Both of them were injured, and if this continued, neither of them would survive.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhaoyun endured the severe pain and tried to support his body with his right hand. After several attempts, he finally sat up.

She looked around and found that they were still on the cliff. This place should be a flat area protruding from the middle of the cliff, and on their left, there was a dark cave in the cliff.

Feng Zhaoyun looked at Feng Yunjin and suddenly found blood on the back of his head. It seemed that they could not delay any longer.

His left shoulder was in great pain and he couldn't move the left side of his body at all, but Feng Zhaoyun still endured the pain and stood up.

It was night, the temperature was very low, very cold. Feng Yunjin was lying on the grass, his face pale.

Feng Zhaoyun walked over, felt his breath, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was still breathing...

Then she took off her outer robe and covered him with it. She slowly walked to the edge of the platform and looked down.

This place was not far from the bottom of the cliff, and she suddenly found that there seemed to be light in the distance, which must be where people lived.

There are vines on the edge of the cliff. If you rely on the vines, you may be able to climb down.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhaoyun sat down, stepped on the hem of her skirt with her foot, tore off a piece of cloth with her right hand, and wrapped the cloth around the injured shoulder.

She bit one end of the cloth with her teeth and pulled the other end with her right hand, wrapping the wound tightly. It was so painful that she grimaced...

After bandaging himself casually, Feng Zhaoyun walked to the edge of the platform, looked at the vines, and then looked at the bottom of the cliff. Fortunately, it was not far away.

So he tore off another piece of cloth and tied it on the palm of his right hand. He looked back at Feng Yunjin who was sleeping on the ground, then looked at the cliff. He took a deep breath and decided to go downstairs to find someone for help.

If I stay here, not only will I be unable to save Feng Yunjin, but if I delay any further, I'm afraid I won't survive either.

So Feng Zhaoyun reached out and pulled two vines, wrapped them around his toes twice to support his feet, then held the vines with his right hand and hung himself on them.

Feng Zhaoyun frowned suddenly. There were actually thorns on this vine. Really...

Enduring the severe pain, Feng Zhaoyun relied on his right hand and moved down bit by bit. Every step was torture.

I don’t know how long it took, but when he was just a little distance from the ground, Feng Zhaoyun jumped down.

The bottom of the cliff was a wasteland covered with weeds. Feng Zhaoyun casually tore off the cloth wrapped around her right hand and threw it aside. Her right hand had already turned into a bloody hand, but she couldn't care less.

At this time, there was indeed a light in front of him, and Feng Zhaoyun walked towards the light.

After walking for a while, they saw a house in front of them. Although the house was simple, it was very large. There were fields all around the house. Because it was dark, Feng Zhaoyun couldn't see what was planted there, but they should be vegetables, fruits and melons.

Arriving at the door, Feng Zhaoyun saw a light in the house, so he shouted with all his might, "Is anyone there?"

Seeing that no one came out, Feng Zhaoyun called out again, "Excuse me, is anyone here?"

On the window inside the house, a thin shadow seemed to have heard her shout, stood up, rubbed his eyes, and pushed open the door.

It was a young man, about 15 years old. He rubbed his eyes and was startled when he saw Feng Zhaoyun. "You... who are you? How did you get in?"

Then he shouted into the courtyard, "Master! Someone is breaking into the valley! Someone is breaking into the valley!"

After a while, an old man came out, cursing. He looked to be in his early 50s.

From the other two rooms, a woman and a man came out. Both of them looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The old man came out and hit the man on the head, "What are you yelling about in the middle of the night, kid?"

The man pointed at Feng Zhaoyun, his face filled with panic, "Master, look!"

The old man and several others looked at Feng Zhaoyun. Feng Zhaoyun's hair was disheveled and he looked disheveled. The old man shouted, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Feng Zhaoyun laughed dryly twice, "Don't be afraid, old man. I am a human being."

At this time, the old man and several others walked towards the gate of the courtyard. After seeing Feng Zhaoyun, a man opened the door and the old man said, "Come in first."

Feng Zhaoyun followed him into the yard, "Thank you, old man."