As they ran towards Chu Lian, they let out strange 'jiejie' sounds.

Chu Lian frowned. Her expression was grave as she immediately warned Wenlan, "Wenlan, be careful, these people are from Tuhun!"

They weren't even at the northern border. This was the Great Wu Dynasty's hinterland, so why were there people from Tuhun lying in ambush?

Although Wenlan didn't understand how Chu Lian could tell that these people were from Tuhun, she had always trusted Chu Lian.

Wenlan grabbed Chu Lian's wrist tightly and used her arm to lift her onto the horse's back.

She held onto the reins and looked up at Chu Lian. "Third Young Madam, you go first. I'll hold them off!"

She didn't wait for Chu Lian to reply and forcefully slapped the horse's butt. The maroon horse was startled, raised its hooves, neighed, and ran away.

Chu Lian was so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed the reins and hugged the horse's neck.

The wind whistled past her ears. Chu Lian could faintly hear the sounds of fighting getting further and further away. A moment later, she heard the hurried sound of hooves.

Chu Lian hugged the horse's neck tightly. Her face hurt from the cold wind, but she was wailing in her heart.

This Wenlan was too protective of her mistress. Why didn't she ask her if she knew how to ride a horse?!

Now, even if she wasn't captured by the Tuhun people, she would still be half crippled if she fell off the horse!

The horse charged into the forest. The branches that extended from the forest quickly made Chu Lian, who was crawling on the horse's back, extremely flustered. Before she could relax and try to control the horse, the sound of hooves behind her grew faster and faster. It was as if someone was rushing over.

Chu Lian's heart tightened. She hugged the horse's neck as best as she could and gripped the reins to control her balance. She quickly turned her head to look behind her.

Chu Lian sucked in a breath of cold air after she saw it.

Two Tuhun people had caught up.

In that glance, the nearest Tuhun person was less than twenty meters away!

Chu Lian's heart sank. She knew that if she fell into the hands of the Tuhun people, she wouldn't have a good ending. Even if she was quick-witted and didn't get hurt and returned to the Great Wu Dynasty, her reputation would be ruined.

Although the Great Wu Dynasty was civilized, it was still a feudal society, and women were always at a disadvantage.

As for that sickly snake spirit He Sanlang, he couldn't even tolerate her even though she was fine. Once she was taken away, he would probably immediately write the divorce papers!

Chu Lian forced herself to calm down. She gritted her teeth, pulled out the hairpin from her hair, and stuck it into the horse's butt.

The horse, which had already slowed down, was stimulated by this, and suddenly rushed forward as if it had gone mad.

Chu Lian didn't care about anything else. The only thing she could do was to hug the horse's neck tightly and prevent herself from falling off the horse's back amidst the violent jolts.

The cold wind hit his face like an ice knife. The Tuhun people who were chasing after him seemed to be irritated. They shouted loudly, probably cursing.

Chu Lian didn't understand, so she didn't dare to look back. Her whole body was stuck to the back of the horse.

After the Tuhun people angrily shouted a few times, they realized that it was useless. One of the Tuhun people let out a strange cry and pulled out the bow on his back.

From the quiver, he pulled out a sharp arrow and nocked it on the bow. The huge bow was pulled into the shape of a full moon. One of the Tuhun people's eyes narrowed slightly, and the arrow was pointed straight at Chu Lian's back!

The siblings, Li Xing and Li Yue, led a few people to fight against the barbarians. Although the barbarians didn't know many martial arts, they were much stronger than the people of the Great Wu Dynasty.

Although Li Xing and Li Yue's martial arts were good, they couldn't withstand the attacks of ten or so strong barbarians.

Soon, Li Xing had taken a blow for his sister and suffered a serious injury.

These barbarians were orderly divided into two groups. One group surrounded Chu Lian's people, and the other group was smuggling Chu Lian's belongings and luggage.

Soon, the luggage on the carriage was moved onto the back of the horse.

Wenqing was kicked to the ground by a middle-aged barbarian. Immediately after, a rough broadsword was about to land on her chest. Even though Wenqing had practiced martial arts since she was young, she was so scared that she closed her eyes.

Although she was afraid and unwilling, Wenqing was most worried about Third Madam who had escaped. At this time, she could only pray to Buddha to protect Third Madam.

She thought that she was going to lose her life just like that, but suddenly, a crisp clanging sound rang out from her chest. The broadsword was blocked by a force, and the edge of the blade deviated, stabbing into the tree trunk behind her.

Before Wenqing could recover from her shock, she heard a familiar voice that was as cold as ice. "Where's your Third Madam?"

Wenqing suddenly opened her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw a slender figure standing a few steps in front of her. He was dressed in dark armor … uh … a big beard …

In an instant, Wenqing's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She called out in a daze with uncertainty, "Third … Third Young Master?"

He Changdi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He looked coldly at Wenqing and said, "I'm asking you where Chu Lian is!"

Wenqing suddenly came back to her senses. She couldn't care less about her sorry state and hurriedly replied, "The situation was urgent just now. Wenlan took Third Madam and escaped in that direction. Third Young Master, hurry!"

As soon as Wenqing finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of a shadow darting out of the corner of her eye.

With the help of He Changdi's men, the daring barbarians who had ambushed them were quickly captured. When Mo Chenggui came to ask Wenqing about the situation with a gloomy face, he found out that He Changdi had chased after them alone.

Mo Chenggui hurriedly gathered his men and chased after He Sanlang.

When he realized that he was already on the back of a horse and galloping away, He Changdi didn't know what he was thinking.

Even he himself couldn't believe it. He clearly hated that woman. She had caused him so much in his previous life. Now that he had the chance to start over, he couldn't wait to skin her alive. But when did this kind of feeling slowly change?

The cold wind whistled past his ears, but He Changdi's heart was in a mess. He suddenly couldn't tell the feelings he had for Chu Lian in this life, but there was one thing he was very clear about at this critical moment, and that was that he didn't want anything to happen to her, at least not now.

On the way, He Changdi encountered the heavily injured Wenlan and a dead Tuhun man lying on the ground. He Changdi's face immediately turned gloomy.

After asking for Wenlan and Chu Lian's location, he only had time to throw a bottle of medicine to Wenlan before he quickly chased after them.

Tuhun people!

He Changdi's eyes were filled with hatred. He gritted his teeth. Right now, he couldn't wait to tear all the Tuhun people into pieces!

He snorted coldly in his heart. Wasn't this poisonous woman very capable in the past? She did things by hook or by crook. Even her mind was like a sieve. In his previous life, she made him so miserable. How did she become a weakling in the blink of an eye in this life?

She was actually being chased by the Tuhun people!

Hmph!

It's useless!

He Changdi complained in his heart. Perhaps only in the depths of his heart, in a place that even he didn't realize, he knew that such complaints were just like comfort.

It seemed that thinking like this, Chu Lian, who was being chased by the Tuhun people, would not have an accident. She was so scheming and vicious. Didn't they say that a scourge would live for a thousand years?

So what if she was being chased by two insignificant Tuhun people? She would definitely be fine.

He Changdi clenched the reins in his hand, and the whip kept falling on the horse's body. He Sanlang, who usually loved horses the most, didn't care about his own BMW at this time.

Following the horse's hoof prints, He Changdi finally tracked the Tuhun people.

Following the direction of the Tuhun people, He Changdi saw a date red horse stumbling wildly in front of the Tuhun people. A thin and slender figure was lying on the horse.

His originally high heart suddenly fell down after seeing Chu Lian at this moment. Sure enough, this poisonous woman was a scourge. How could she be so easy to get into trouble?

But just as he relaxed, he saw one of the Tuhun people nocking a longbow and aiming it at Chu Lian's back.

He Changdi's pupils shrank. His movements were faster than his thoughts. The red tasseled spear stuck in the side of the horse was thrown out like a javelin.

In the next second, he heard the Tuhun person who nocked the arrow cry out in pain. The longbow in his hand loosened, and the arrow fell straight off the horse's back.

For some reason, whenever He Sanlang thought of that sharp arrow piercing Chu Lian's slender back and the shocking amount of blood flowing out, he felt like his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets.

The injured Tuhun person was lying on the horse's back. The red tasseled spear had pierced straight into the Tuhun person's right shoulder where he had just pulled the bow. The tip of the spear had pierced through the entire right shoulder and came out from the front, dripping with blood.

However, the injured Tuhun person couldn't help but cry out just now. Right now, his head was covered in sweat and his face had instantly turned pale from the pain. However, he didn't cry out again. He just lay on the horse's back and tightened the reins. He turned his head and looked hatefully at He Changdi who was chasing behind him.

He Sanlang frowned. With such endurance and forbearance, this Tuhun person was probably no ordinary Tuhun soldier!

With this discovery, He Changdi didn't dare to be careless. He unsheathed the sword at his waist and charged forward.

The Tuhun person clearly didn't dare to underestimate He Changdi. Seeing that he was wearing the Great Wu Dynasty's border army general's armor, he had more or less guessed his identity.

The remaining Tuhun person also nocked his longbow and shot in He Changdi's direction.

The Tuhun people were skilled in riding and archery. The Tuhun warriors were all one hundred percent godly archers.

In this short distance of a few dozen meters, that Tuhun man had shot seven or eight arrows. Even though He Changdi's martial arts skills were outstanding, and he had trained hard in this life, training soldiers every day in the army, but even so, he could not completely dodge this Tuhun man's arrows.

The cold glint of the longsword collided with the arrows. Although none of the arrows hit He Changdi's vitals, when he used the longsword as an arrow, the exposed skin on the side of his neck was grazed by the sharp tip of an arrow, leaving a small wound.

The two Tuhun people didn't expect He Changdi to be so difficult to deal with. Seeing that He Changdi was getting closer and closer to them, the two looked at each other and decisively abandoned Chu Lian and fled separately.

How could He Changdi let them escape so easily? He pulled the reins in his hand and chased after the barbarian who had just shot the arrows.

He Changdi was riding a precious horse after all. In a few seconds, he caught up to the Tuhun person. With a tricky flick of his longsword, the barbarian didn't even have time to cry out before he rolled off the horse and stopped breathing.

When He Changdi turned around to chase after the other Tuhun person who had been injured by the red tasseled spear, He Changdi suddenly heard Chu Lian scream.