Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312 – Blood

*rustle* *rustle*

Long Qian Xing was sure that he was supposed to be searching for Princess Yue and not Nan Hua. However, the route that was directed to the north would eventually clash with the team that search for Princess Yue.

He had left a message for General Chi and General Feng about the message that Nan Hua left behind.

Right now, a large team was deployed towards the north.

However, their small team was at the very forefront, trying to reach the furthest location as fast as possible. The larger team would comb the entire area to make sure that they didn't miss even an inch during their inspection.

"Cousin Ao Kuai, do you think that it's possible for her to…" Nan Luo was actually worried about something else.

Feng Ao Kuai pursed his lips. "That's possible."

"Do you have additional clothes?"

"Yes, Xiao Yun prepared one in the bag. It's a big crumpled, though." Feng Ao Kuai was always tasked to carry an additional robe for Nan Hua in case they came out without their maidservants. Even though some servants were still following from a distance away, the children often shake them off to have fun.

The clothes were prepared in case Nan Hua's clothes got dirty. After all, Nan Hua had an image that she had to keep even though she might not really care too much about it.

"How about Big Brother…?"

"… There's none with him."

Nan Luo cursed under his breath. He should have thought things through when he brought them over here. How could he possibly forget the possibility of Nan Hua exposing her martial arts due to some situation.

But this was really not the time for him to think about it.

"Let's just hurry."

The two of them walked even faster while the soldiers were going further and further away behind them. The soldiers were helpless when they saw the two children going first but neither one of them stopped the children.

They knew that the children were capable.

At the very least, they could protect themselves and didn't really need other people's protection.

"Hmm?"

"What is it?"

Nan Luo's eyes narrowed. "It's the smell of blood."

Because his grandfather allowed him to train by letting assassins entered their residence from time to time, Nan Luo was incredibly sensitive to the smell of blood. After all, whenever there was this smell, it would mean that he had to fight because the guard would only help him if his life was in utter danger.

If he was not in some kind of mortal danger, they would allow one or two assassins passed through.

"Where?" Feng Ao Kuai asked with frown. He might have already participated in war, but Feng Ao Kuai was nothing more than a helper during that time he was at the battlefield. He was staying at the very back, in the headquarter where it was the safest location.

He had never gotten close to real battle.