Whoosh—
The sharp arrow whizzed past the top of her head.
A strand of jet-black hair was sliced off and pinned by the arrow to a tree in front of her.
At the same time, Chu Jiu had already dashed forward and scooped Lu Liangwei into her arms.
Lu Liangwei knew that it was not the time for her to be distracted, but…
Seeing Chu Jiu carrying her effortlessly, she could not help laughing. "Jiu, you're so strong!"
Chu Jiu was not in the mood to joke with Lu Liangwei, and she darted into the trees on the other side while carrying her.
At the sight of her anxious face, Lu Liangwei's smile disappeared. Holding onto Chu Jiu's shoulders, she looked back, and sure enough, she saw a dozen black-clothed masked assassins chasing after them with sharp blades in their hands.
She patted Chu Jiu's tense body reassuringly. "Don't worry, put me down."
However, Chu Jiu did not dare to relax.
She had been careless just now and almost…
