Chapter 269 Are you willing to remember me forever?
Before Qiao Mu could say anything, Feng Jiuer turned back and looked at the quiet carriage.
She looked sincere and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, if I die in battle today, please remember that I, Feng Jiu'er, don't want to save the country and save the people. It's not that I don't want to be a woman who can match you in your heart. I have really tried my best.
Already."
The man in the carriage did not respond, and Jiu'er said again: "Your Majesty, if it is so unfortunate, is your Majesty willing to remember Jiu'er throughout his life?"
These words actually made the men around him feel slightly sad and uncomfortable for a while.
Even the men here in Qingfeng Village couldn't bear to hear it.
After all, she is really a delicate and beautiful woman, but she is not even afraid of death just to get a little sympathy from her beloved!
Little Cherry didn't understand what Jiu'er meant at all. She knew clearly that it was Mu Mu who was on the carriage, not Prince Jiu, but why did he say it so affectionately?
It sounded like she really loved the man in the carriage, so much that she went crazy! What on earth was she thinking?
In the carriage, the man's low and sweet voice finally came: "Okay."
The word "good" makes Feng Jiuer satisfied.
She looked back at the tree, picked up a branch, and drew a circle between the two of them.
"Master Qiao, I want to take advantage of you. After all, our martial arts are too far apart."
Qiao Mu was still a little stunned, unable to recover from her farewell words to the Ninth Prince just now.
Even the voice was a bit dull: "...What do you mean?"
"As long as I force the leader of Qiao Village out of this circle, I will win. However, if the leader of Qiao Village wants to win, he must beat me to death!"
"General Feng!"
"Jiu'er!
Little Cherry panicked and wanted to go over, but was blocked back by Qiao Mu's casual palm.
Qiao Mu stared at Feng Jiu'er, seeming to be studying her thoughts at this moment, whether it was true or false: "Are you sure?"
"Come on!" Feng Jiuer put away the needle bag completely. This time, there were no hidden weapons such as silver needles or weapons in her hands, she was completely bare-handed!
Qiao Mu casually stretched out her long arm, and threw the spear in her hand, with a clanging sound, into the mountain stream not far away.
She stared at Feng Jiuer: "Okay, then it's up to you."
As long as she doesn't move, with Feng Jiuer's internal strength, it is impossible to knock her out of this circle.
If Feng Jiuer wanted to compete with her like this, it was no different than seeking death!
However, her eyes were so determined, as if she was not even afraid of death.
Is this girl really so ready to die?
"Your Majesty, I will not insult your majesty. Even if I die in battle, I will never beg for mercy!"
Jiu'er's words seemed to be addressed to the Ninth Prince, but what Qiao Mu didn't understand was why he felt so uncomfortable after hearing it.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Jiuer's punch had already arrived in front of him.
Acting on instinct, Qiao Mu retreated with a palm. Unexpectedly, the opponent's punch was just a punch, and it didn't even contain any vitality.
With a snap, Feng Jiuer was pushed back by her palm and fell heavily to the ground.
She opened her mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The contrast between the bright red blood and the white cheeks was so shocking.
"Jiuer!" Xiaoyingtao wanted to go over, but was stopped by Huo Yan.
Feng Jiuer got up from the ground, wiped the blood on her lips, and returned to the battle circle firmly again.
He formed fists with his hands and rushed towards Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu's palms were originally filled with true energy, but after feeling that her fists still lacked true energy, she was stunned for a while.
