He landed on the back of the horse that Feng Jiu'er and Yu Jingfeng were riding just now. The strong wind swept over his robe, and his sleeves were fluttering, looking as calm as an immortal.
Her slightly messy hair was fluttering in the wind, and in the dark night, those eyes as bright as stars were staring at Feng Jiu'er for a moment.
Seeing the blood stains on her body, Zhan Qingcheng's dark eyes narrowed with murderous intent.
"I wasn't injured. I was beaten in the cell before. They put something on my back and put a blood bag on me. It looked like I was beaten to pieces."
She didn't know why, but seeing the murderous look in his eyes, Feng Jiuer somehow knew what he was angry about.
They had helped her. If the Ninth Prince was unhappy and chopped off the jailers, it would be a real sin.
Zhan Qingcheng's starry eyes lowered, still staring at her face: "Are you injured?"
"No, no." Hey, hey, hey, it's still a life-or-death situation, and he's still fighting a tough battle. Why, when the Nine Emperors Uncle comes, the style of his painting suddenly becomes weirdly romantic, like a love story?
Where's the danger? Where's the hidden weapon? Where's the person?
Looking back, Feng Jiuer was immediately dumbfounded.
Uncle Nine Emperors just arrived, okay? These people ran away like shit one by one. Can you stop being so spineless?
"Come here." In the evening breeze, the magnetic voice that could make a woman's ears pregnant at any time sounded.
Feng Jiuer was a bit spineless, and in his voice, he almost sounded drunk.
Then, what was even more spineless was to let her go, and it was really over.
She walked to the foot of the horse and looked up at him: "Uncle Nine Emperors, you...ah! You came just in time, like a god descending from the sky. It's amazing...ugh! You look at me with such eyes.
What?"
How scary!
Suddenly, Feng Jiuer felt her waist tighten. Before she could prepare anything, she had already fallen beside him and stepped on the horse with him.
However, the horse's back was uneven and she couldn't stand firm at all.
Shaking, he subconsciously reached out and hugged something tightly. When he came back to his senses, he realized that what he was holding was the sexy waist of Uncle Nine Emperors.
The little girl was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand: "I...I didn't mean it."
However, Uncle Nine Emperor's waist is really... so comfortable to hold... Oh, what nonsense are you thinking about!
The look in Uncle Nine Emperors' eyes is still so scary. Let's think about how to survive first.
"Just now, you used your body to shield yourself from the frightening wind?" He narrowed his eyes.
In the dark night, these eyes seemed to glow, but what they emitted was a terrifying cold light.
"I, I can't run away..." This is not someone who wants to use his body to block Yu Jingfeng's hidden weapon.
If she could, she would definitely run for her life, but the key point is that she really couldn't run away because she was not good at Qinggong.
Yu Jingfeng is different. With Yu Jingfeng's Qinggong, as long as she ignores her, she can definitely avoid it.
Anyway, it was death. It was better to die alone than to sacrifice both of them. What's more, maybe she could travel back to modern times after she died.
However, Zhan Qingcheng's gaze was still very scary, and even tended to become more and more scary.
"What kind of relationship does he have with you that makes you sacrifice yourself to protect him?"
Feng Jiuer blinked her innocent eyes and met his gaze.
Nani? Is he talking about her feelings for Yu Jingfeng? Are you kidding? How could she and Yu Jingfeng have feelings?
What does he mean when he looks like he's about to kill someone now?
He suspected that she had an affair with Yu Jingfeng?
OMG, Uncle Nine Emperors, you seem to be jealous, or the kind that eats randomly, did you make it yourself?
