She couldn't protect herself now, and she didn't know if she would be killed. Yet she was asked to save Zhezhe. The secret guard thought too highly of her.
Looking at the boulder less than ten meters away from him, and then looking at Zhezhe who was throwing it at him, Feng Qingchen knew that if he didn't think of a way out this time, not only would he be hit by the stone, but Zhezhe would also fall to death.
God, you are so deceitful.
At the critical moment of life and death, Feng Qingchen had to make sacrifices no matter how reluctant he was to give up. No matter how precious the gun in his hand was, it was not as valuable as her and Zhezhe's lives.
Without hesitation, Feng Qingchen stabbed the gun in his hand into the soil with his backhand, and it slipped... He dragged the gun forward for a few meters, but the barrel of the gun was stuck, so at least the speed was slowed down a bit.
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This speed is enough for Feng Qingchen. She is also a peacekeeper after all. She is an apprentice trained by the leader of the demolition team. Even if she only learns 30%, it is enough for her to save herself and Zhezhe. But that gun
, but it was destroyed.
There's nothing to feel bad about, your life is at stake.
"Feng Qingchen..."
Seeing that Feng Qingchen was only a punch away from the stone, and seeing that Zhezhe was about to fall to the ground, both the secret guard and Doudou gave up hope. Although the Nine Emperors Uncle refused to give up, after all, the distant water could not save the near fire.
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"Qingchen." Uncle Nine Emperors stretched out his hand and choked with sobs, but the two of them were still dozens of meters apart: "You promised me that even if you die, you must kill me first."
Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears gathering in his eyes. But in this flash of lightning, Feng Qingchen suddenly made a big reversal. With the help of his curved pistol, he hit the boulder. Feng Qingchen used the force to turn his head.
His legs kicked against the stone, and the man fell out due to the force of the force.
"I can't die." The moment he flew out, Feng Qingchen let out a very unhappy sound, which shocked everyone, especially the secret guards and Doudou.
Can't you die?
Miss Feng was too strong. The secret guards felt relieved again when they thought of Feng Qingchen's heroic appearance on the racecourse.
"Beautiful! Feng Qingchen, I have decided to worship you." Doudou pumped his fists excitedly, his face turning red from suppressing his emotions.
The tears in Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he revealed a smile that confounded all living beings: "Sure enough, I have been worrying about you for nothing."
Feng Qingchen had already recovered, and the position where he fell was exactly where Zhezhe landed. Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and reached out to catch it.
"Zhezhe, whether you hit or miss depends on your fate." Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and did not look. She was unable to change her direction and speed at this time. If she pounced like this, she didn't know if she could hit or not.
Well, she didn't want to see Zhezhe fall to death in front of her eyes.
Zhezhe... is actually a heart-wrenching child.
Fortunately, Zhe Zhe is very lucky, and Feng Qingchen's position is also very accurate, and he can catch the person, but the impact is too great, and Zhe Zhe is not light, Feng Qingchen's hands can't support Zhe at all.
Zhe, when Feng Qingchen fell to the ground, he only heard a click...
Feng Qingchen's eyes turned red instantly, not because of pain but because of sadness.
Her hands, are they broken or broken...
Feng Qingchen threw herself on the ground, Zhezhe rolled out of her hand, but she couldn't move.
At this moment, Zhezhe, who had been unconscious all this time, suddenly opened his eyes tremblingly, but he couldn't move yet, and he didn't know what happened. He only knew that it hurt, and his body hurt.
"Qingchen." At this time, Uncle Nine Emperors also rushed over and quickly picked up Feng Qingchen, with a worried look on his face.
Feng Qingchen's face fell to the ground. Although his face was not smashed into a big face, his face was covered with dust and he was very embarrassed. Uncle Nine Emperors gently wiped away the dirt from Feng Qingchen's face.
It took Feng Qingchen a long time to regain his composure, and showed a weak smile to Uncle Nine Emperors: "I'm fine, please leave me alone."
At this time, the people from Scarlet Blood Hall also chased after him, and Uncle Nine Emperors had to let go of Feng Qingchen first.
"Wait, I will avenge you now." After confirming that Feng Qingchen was okay, Uncle Nine Emperors felt relieved and continued to fight with the people of Scarlet Blood Hall with his sword.
At this moment, Uncle Nine Emperors was like a ferocious dragon entering the sea, his moves were ruthless, even more vicious than the killer's, making the people in the Red Blood Hall tremble with fear, and the more they fought, the more timid they became.
"Feng Qingchen, are you okay?" At this time, Doudou also came over with the master of Xuanyi Valley.
The secret guards blocked most of the attacks for them, and Doudou had the chance to step forward.
As soon as Doudou stepped forward, he grabbed Feng Qingchen's hand. The pain made Feng Qingchen break into cold sweat: "Ah, don't touch me."
"What's wrong with you?" Doudou was startled and quickly let go. Upon seeing this, the owner of Xuanyi Valley did not bother to check Zhezhe, but came forward to see Feng Qingchen.
"Your hands are injured?" The owner of Xuanyi Valley knew that the matter was serious when he saw Feng Qingchen's hands hanging limply by his side.
He had seen how flexible Feng Qingchen's hands were. It would be a pity if they were destroyed.
"It seems like a fracture." Feng Qingchen wanted to smile, but the smile on her face was uglier than crying. Although she couldn't check it, she could tell it based on experience.
Her hand must be broken.
Although she didn't want to make people worry, she was really afraid, afraid that her hands would be ruined, and that she would never be able to hold a knife again.
She likes to be a doctor, she likes the feeling of holding a knife, and she likes the feeling of saving people. Only then will she feel that she is still useful and not an orphan that no one wants.
"Let me take a look." The owner of Xuanyi Valley kicked Doudou away, and regardless of whether the occasion was right or not, he stepped forward and lifted up Feng Qingchen's sleeves.
Feng Qingchen's hands were bloody, red and swollen, and the elbows were almost twisted.
"The injury is very serious." By visual inspection, the owner of Xuanyi Valley could conclude that it would be difficult for Feng Qingchen's hand to be the same as before.
Feng Qingchen choked and nodded, raising his lower forehead slightly to prevent tears from falling from his eyes: "Please help me see if it can be cured?"
"Even if it can be cured, you can't go back to the beginning. You are the doctor yourself. Don't you know that no matter how powerful the doctor is, he can't make the injured place the same as before." If you are injured, you are injured. No matter what you do, you can't erase it.
"I know." How could she not understand that an injured hand could never be the same as before?
"Since you know this, why are you messing around with your hands? Don't you know how important your own hands are?" The owner of Xuanyi Valley felt angry when he saw Feng Qingchen's hands.
Feng Qingchen wanted to ruin his medical career, really...
"I'm not messing around." She was just saving people, and her hands were meant for saving people.
"My hands are going to be useless, but that doesn't mean I'm not messing around. Isn't he just a brat that I don't know very well? Why did you destroy your own hands for this brat?" The Master of the Mysterious Medicine Valley became angrier and angrier as he thought about it.
He raised his foot and kicked Zhezhe.
"He's just a brat that no one wants. Why did you save him? If he's dead, he's dead. Do you think the Demon Cult dares to trouble you?" It's a waste of medicine and everyone's time.
Now that Feng Qingchen's hands were injured, the owner of Xuanyi Valley became more and more disgusted with Zhezhe.
I have never seen such an unlovable child.
"It has nothing to do with Zhezhe. Valley Master, please don't express your anger. Please help me first and look at my hands to see how much I can recover." To say she regrets it, that's for sure, but if she had to do it over again, she would still do it.
Save Zhezhe.
At that moment, she only thought about saving Zhezhe...