Everything was ready, all it needed was the east wind. When the carriage turned a sharp corner, Feng Qingchen knew that the opportunity she had been waiting for had come.
The driver prided himself on his skills, and since there were no other cars on the road, he did not slow down, but turned directly. The entire carriage tilted to the right. King Luo also increased his strength and hugged Feng Qingchen.
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This is the chance!
Compared with men, women's strength may be weak, but their explosive power is not necessarily weaker than men's. Feng Qingchen's explosive power is even stronger than that of ordinary men.
When the carriage turned sharply and the left wheel flew up, Feng Qingchen stood up with all his strength, twisted his wrist, broke away from King Luo's grasp, raised his right hand holding the knife, and stabbed King Luo in the heart.
The scalpel blade was very small, and since she was controlled by King Luo, it was impossible to kill him. She just wanted to take the opportunity to force King Luo to let go.
Feng Qingchen calculated silently in her mind for a long time before calculating the best angle and force. Feng Qingchen never thought that she could kill King Luo with one blow from a small blade. She only wanted King Luo to suffer pain and let go of her hand.
,Then……
There was a "bang", and when King Luo let go in pain, Feng Qingchen hugged herself into a ball and hit the side wall of the carriage. Because the force was too strong, the carriage fell directly to the ground.
"Feng Qingchen." King Luo shouted sharply. The moment the carriage fell to the ground, King Luo rushed forward and grabbed Feng Qingchen's feet regardless of the wound in his heart.
"Let go." Feng Qingchen turned around and pressed Luo Wang's arm. Luo Wang only felt his arm numb and unconsciously let go of his hand.
"Catch her, don't let her run away." King Luo shouted loudly. The guard on horseback in front immediately pulled the rope and prepared to vault. The guard behind also rode up to catch up, but...
It's too late.
It takes time for a horse that is traveling at great speed to stop, not to mention that at this corner, it also takes risks to stop the horse immediately, and this time is enough for Feng Qingchen to jump out of the car and jump into the night.
"Don't let her run away." King Luo gritted his teeth bitterly, ignoring the carriage pressing down on him, and when Feng Qingchen rushed toward the roadside, he also jumped out.
Feng Qingchen felt a powerful force coming from behind. He turned around and cursed angrily: "Damn it, you want to die."
She had no choice but to jump out of the car, so what did King Luo do?
"You can jump, why can't I?" King Luo jumped down and realized that something was not right. But at this time, everyone jumped down, so what else could he do?
"I don't care if you die." Feng Qingchen held his head with both hands, and his arms fell to the ground. There was only a "click" sound, and Feng Qingchen felt that his left arm was so painful that he could no longer feel it.
It won't be broken, right?
Feng Qingchen cursed, but she couldn't think too much at this moment. The place where she jumped was a slope, and she couldn't stop her fall and rolled all the way down.
It was really unlucky to meet King Luo.
King Luo was not much better than her. Although he could protect his head, the fall was enough, and he and Feng Qingchen both rolled down the slope.
Boom... when the two landed, the carriage also fell to the ground. The driver wanted to jump out of the carriage, but in desperation, he was entangled in the rope and was directly pressed by the carriage.
"Your Highness!" The guards jumped up from their horses and, regardless of trying to save the driver, they all lit the torches in their hands and walked towards the slope.
Feng Qingchen and Luo Wang rolled very fast. Luo Wang wanted to catch Feng Qingchen. Instead of slowing down his rolling speed, he deliberately accelerated it. Finally...
King Luo reached out and pulled Feng Qingchen into his arms. "Don't even think about running away."
"Let go." Feng Qingchen would not accept the situation at this time and let King Luo eat tofu.
"Dream, if I let you go, who will I use to threaten Wang Jinling?" King Luo pulled Feng Qingchen into his arms and protected Feng Qingchen's head with both hands.
This protective posture minimized the damage Feng Qingchen suffered. Feng Qingchen seemed to have a warm current flowing through his heart, but he ordered himself to ignore it and kicked King Luo away forcefully: "Let me go."
She doesn't need this man's protection, even in this moment of life and death.
"Let go? Feng Qingchen, are you dreaming? You stabbed me and you want to run away? I want to let you go, okay, stab me again." The two kept rolling down, and King Luo hugged Feng Qingchen tightly.
In my arms, I won't let her get hurt at all.
Every time Feng Qingchen was pressed down, he tried his best to hold Feng Qingchen up with his hands to prevent the sand and stones from hurting her. When he was pressed down, his whole back was on the ground so that Feng Qingchen could
catch my breath.
What happened to this man that he risked his life to protect her? Did he know what he was doing?
Feng Qingchen found that she was getting more and more confused. They had a grudge against their mother, and King Luo actually risked his life to protect her?
He said he wanted to use her to blackmail Jin Ling, but as long as she didn't die, King Luo didn't need to protect her like this. There was no point in doing so. She wouldn't be grateful, and the hatred between them wouldn't be erased.
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Even though King Luo didn't care about the queen's death, she, Feng Qingchen, cared about her mother's death and the harm that King Luo and the queen had caused her.
Rolling all the way, Feng Qingchen didn't know how long she had been rolling, and she didn't know when she would stop. It was too dark, there was not even a trace of starlight, and being held tightly by King Luo, she couldn't see clearly at this time.
situation.
It wasn't until... there was a bang, they pulled back and then stopped. Feng Qingchen looked up from King Luo's arms and found that she was pressing on King Luo's head, and King Luo...
He was lying flat on the ground, and there was a strong smell of blood on his body. Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch the back of his head.
It was wet and sticky, and you knew it was blood even without looking. The sound just now was that King Luo's head was hit by a stone.
"What an injustice." What Feng Qingchen wanted to do most was to slash King Luo's neck with a knife, but King Luo had indeed saved her just now. If not for King Luo, she might have been the one who hit the rock.
To kill or not to kill?
Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment and had no time to think about it anymore. She heard the footsteps and looked up, seeing the flickering light of fire in the distance.
King Luo's people are chasing him.
"Your fortune is good." It's not that she is soft-hearted, but that she doesn't have time. She wants to kill King Luo, and King Luo's guards will definitely not let her go. They will dig up the ground three feet to find her.
But it was different that King Luo was not dead. King Luo was so seriously injured. Of course, the first thing those people did was to save King Luo. As for looking for her?
The main force will definitely not use it to find her.
Feng Qingchen decisively gave up the idea of killing King Luo and used his uninjured right hand to hold himself up, but...
"Why the hell are you hugging her so tightly?" Feng Qingchen was about to cry. She was a one-armed warrior now, and King Luo hugged her so tightly that she couldn't get up at all.
"Damn it." Feng Qingchen could only sit astride King Luo first, then reach for King Luo's hand and spread it open finger by finger.
After finally getting King Luo to let go, King Luo's guards were getting closer and closer. Feng Qingchen couldn't care less and immediately rolled off King Luo. As soon as he got up, he heard King Luo murmuring: "Qingchen, don't
Go. Don’t go.”
"Qingchen, we can start over."
"Don't go, don't go..."
King Luo danced his hands in the air and kept shouting: "Qingchen, don't leave."
Feng Qingchen almost fell down when he just stood up. Seeing the torch getting closer and closer, Feng Qingchen stopped thinking about it, hugged his injured left arm, and stumbled towards the darkness...
Don't say she doesn't love King Luo, even if she loves King Luo, it's impossible between them. There are too many things going on between them...