Feng Qingchen wanted to throw Lan Yilin to Wang Jinling, but Wang Jinling was one step ahead of her.
"drive!"
"Qing...Chen Qing, Miss Lan will be left to you. I'll leave first."
Drive, drive, drive...
Wang Jinling's horse flew past Lan Yilin with no intention of slowing down and no intention of showing mercy to her. This shows how much Wang Jinling hates Lan Yilin.
Well, Wang Jinling doesn't hate Lan Yilin as a person, she hates Lan Yilin's theories, and he is afraid that Lan Yilin will lead Feng Qingchen astray.
Being a couple for the rest of your life is already very reluctant. If you have three husbands and four attendants, just go to death. You will become one of the three husbands and four attendants of a woman. How cowardly and useless that man is. It is simply stepping on a man's pride.
soles of feet.
Wang Jinling couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart. Even if he knew that some teenagers would become pedophiles in order to survive, it would never be him.
He, Wang Jinling, swore he could be killed but not humiliated.
"Ah..." Lan Yilin was knocked down by the impact, spun around, and fell to the ground gorgeously. She faced the loess directly with her back to the sky, and fell motionless on the ground.
Feng Qingchen had no intention of getting off his horse to help. He just sat on the horse and waited for Lan Yilin to get up, but after waiting for a long time, Lan Yilin still didn't move.
"He's not dead, is he?" Feng Qingchen was startled, and quickly dismounted, preparing to step forward to check.
The moment Feng Qingchen dismounted, the man nestled in the corner of the tea room also moved. His eyes, which seemed to have never woken up, suddenly became sharp and sharp, sweeping away the previous dejected appearance, as if he was flying away from the tea room.
came out.
"Miss Lan?" Feng Qingchen dismounted and walked to Lan Yilin's side. He was about to squat down to check if Lan Yilin was dead. But at this moment, a cold murderous aura came from behind, and Feng Qingchen's body
Stiff: "Who is that person?"
The cold murderous aura was close to her back. Feng Qingchen knew that it was too late to turn around. The opponent was already approaching. Feng Qingchen's heart was in her throat. If she couldn't avoid this blow, she would be dead.
Damn it!
Who on earth could be so lucky that he chose to attack her when Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling were leaving at the same time.
Feng Qingchen was sure that the other party had been following them for a long time, otherwise they would never have found such a good opportunity. This person was so powerful that he could actually hide his aura, and they didn't notice it along the way.
The sword had touched the skin. Feng Qingchen knew that he could no longer hesitate at this time. He glanced at Lan Yilin on the ground. Feng Qingchen stopped thinking about it and fell forward directly, lying on Lan Yilin's body.
Avoid this sword.
"ah……"
Feng Qingchen lay straight on top of Lan Yilin, suppressing her until she vomited out. Lan Yilin screamed, flicked her limbs upwards, and fell down again.
Uh...this girl is not dead yet.
Feng Qingchen didn't give Feng Qingchen time to think about it. The opponent missed with one blow and quickly struck with another sword. Feng Qingchen had no time to care about Lan Yilin's life or death. He put his hands on the ground and rolled around Lan Yilin to avoid it.
Open the opponent's sword.
She avoided it, but Lan Yilin was miserable. The moment Feng Qingchen rolled away, the sword that was originally meant to stab her penetrated Lan Yilin's body.
"Pfft..."
Warm blood spurted out and sprinkled on Feng Qingchen's clothes. The familiar smell of blood made Feng Qingchen's whole body tense up. Feng Qingchen wanted to get up, but the other party didn't give her a chance at all and stabbed him with one sword after another.
Feng Qingchen could only continue to roll away. Lan Yilin's flesh pad was pressed by her, and he blocked another arrow for her. If he continued to block it, his life would probably end.
This assassin came to kill her. She had already blocked Lan Yilin twice, so she couldn't go too far. Feng Qingchen rolled away in a few seconds. As expected, the assassin left Lan Yilin and chased after her. Feng Qingchen
Chen couldn't find a chance to get up, but he let her find an opportunity and take it out.
Thank God, she just stuffed it into her arms after using it in the tea room, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to take it out by then.
Ahem... If Feng Qingchen knew that the killer discovered her identity because she used a gun, I wonder if she would thank God.
"Bang...bang..." In a hurry, Feng Qingchen had no time to aim and could only fire randomly.
"This is your magic weapon to protect yourself? Insect chips." The killer seemed to know the range of the bullet very well. When Feng Qingchen fired, he only took one step to avoid the range. Not only that, he actually reached out to catch it.
A bullet.
When the killer did not attack again, Feng Qingchen quickly rolled away and climbed up from the top. He was covered in mud and blood, and his hair was already messed up. It can be seen how embarrassed Feng Qingchen was at this moment.
What kind of situation was the assassin forced into?
Feng Qingchen finally got up from the ground and pointed his gun at the opponent. He saw the killer holding a finger bomb between his thumb and index finger. He looked carefully. The killer turned the finger bomb in his hand, his cold eyes flashing.
There was a strange light, and a faint blush appeared on his pale face.
This man... is so scary.
It was clearly daytime, but it gave people an eerie feeling. This man had probably not seen the sun all year round, and his face was deathly pale. Coupled with the black eye circles and blood-red eyes, Feng Qingchen had a white look.
It feels like seeing a ghost every day. If Lan Yilin was still awake, she would definitely say that this man is so stylish. He can play the role of a vampire without makeup.
This man was very scary. He didn't move, but she felt like he was surrounded by murderous aura. Feng Qingchen held the gun in both hands and pointed it at the opponent, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Feng Qingchen did not press the trigger. She knew that even if she fired, she would not be able to hit the opponent. Although the opponent was always looking at the bullet, he was also on guard against her.
The two just looked at each other. Feng Qingchen held the gun tightly with both hands, holding it upright without shaking. It seemed that she was holding it very steadily and calmly, but her palms were sweating and she kept holding it.
I screamed in my heart.
Uncle Nine Emperors, Wang Jinling, any one of you two can come back and find me, woo woo woo... didn't you realize that I haven't followed you yet?
Bastard, even if I have weapons to protect myself, you can't trust me so much.
As time went by, Feng Qingchen became more and more uneasy. The killer in front of her was really extraordinary. She couldn't even remember that she had met this person on the road, and this person...
He knew that there were companions around her, but he didn't rush to kill her. Instead, he stood there admiring the bullets. This shows that this person is either confident or arrogant. In short, he thinks that even if Jiuhuangshu and Wang Jinling come, there is nothing they can do in his hands.
Save people.
Plop, tap... Sweat beads were sliding down the hair on the temples, bang bang bang, Feng Qingchen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, but the man still didn't move.
Huh... Feng Qingchen exhaled secretly, reminding herself to calm down. The longer the time goes on, the more benefits it will bring to her. She just needs to wait until Uncle Nine Emperors and the others come back.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen relaxed a little, but as soon as he relaxed, the opponent raised his sword with a "swish" and pointed it at Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was startled, and he gently pulled the trigger, but then
The killer made no further moves, but said: "Your hidden weapon is very beautiful, the most beautiful hidden weapon I have ever seen."
This was a 100% compliment. Feng Qingchen could hear the sincerity in the other person's words. Feng Qingchen gave a stiff smile and nodded arrogantly: "Thank you for the compliment."
The killer obviously did not expect Feng Qingchen to answer like this. He looked at her doubtfully and then made his request: "Give me your hidden weapon and I will let you go."
"What? You want the hidden weapon in my hand? You just killed me, wasn't it because of the hidden weapon in my hand?" If so, Feng Qingchen really wanted to hit the wall.
This is really a man who is not guilty but who is guilty of having a jade in his possession!