The situation was critical. Mulin hurried to Feng Qiming's side, covering his arm that had been hit by an arrow. He looked around vigilantly and breathed heavily: "Your Highness, if there is a chance later, please quickly take Miss Fuling from the west side.
Let’s go, there’s a better chance of escaping over there.”
After saying that, another sword shot over, Mu Lin raised the sword in his hand, the sword energy cut through the sky, the tip of the arrow grazed his face, a bloody mouth appeared, split an arrow directly from it, split into two halves and fell at his feet
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Fu Ling was also struggling at the moment. There was no cover around her, and the trees covered with arrows could only barely resist.
While Feng Qiming was blocking the flying arrows, he couldn't help but use his concentration to block the arrows for Fuling.
Arrows flew in endlessly, until everyone was exhausted, the arrow rain finally stopped.
A team of people came out from the depths, carrying swords to attack the enemy. With a crazy smile, they strode out: "Hahahahahaha."
"Brother, look at how miserable they are. They are no match for us, hahaha." The people under his command ruthlessly mocked Feng Qiming and his party.
Looking at their attire, everyone looked grave: "Bandits?"
"Bandits, hahahaha." The group of people on the opposite side laughed as if they had heard a big joke.
"Hahahahaha, brother, they know we are bandits, why do they still need to look at us dressed like this? Hahaha." Since he was laughing.
Fu Ling looked at the person across from her, her eyes flickering dimly. Bandits, as far as she knew, there were no bandits nearby.
"Your Highness, I will come forward and meditate for a while. If you seize the opportunity, run away." Mulin stood in front of Feng Qiming and whispered to the two of them.
"Look what they are going to do? Bandits, how can there be such a coincidence in this world?" Feng Qiming was obviously also suspicious.
"They are not bandits." Fuling observed them silently. Although they were dressed like bandits, there was one thing that gave them away.
The posture of holding arrows and the uniform shoes prove that they are a well-trained organization.
When Feng Qiming heard what Fuling said, his eyes became colder: "You're just here for me."
"Your Highness, whether you are here for us or not, you must escape." Mulin raised the sword in his hand with a look of determination to die.
Fu Ling touched the flare in her cuffs. It was very unlikely that the exhausted few of them could break through the encirclement of those people.
If it really doesn't work, you can only send a message and ask for help.
"Hey, death is imminent, what are we still discussing? Hand over your snacks, money, and women, and I will spare your life." The leader, with a thick and coarse face, pointed at Feng Qiming with the giant knife in his hand. ωωw
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Then, he looked at Poria Cocos with evil eyes: "This girl looks right, but she must taste something special."
As soon as these words came out, the people behind the bandit leader burst out laughing, and all kinds of dirty words were said in front of them.
The bandit leader looked up to the sky and roared, looked at Poria and licked his lips: "Hahaha, when I have enough fun, let the brothers below have a taste."
A uniform roar sounded: "The boss is mighty, the boss is mighty."
Feng Qiming and Fuling both had a hint of anger in their expressions, especially Feng Qiming, whose calm eyes controlled the madness in his eyes.
The hand holding the handle of the knife was so tight that the joints turned white. Looking at the group of people opposite, the madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, revealing a chill that made people tremble.
At this time, people were shocked to realize that this was the prince. Getting angry randomly does not mean that a person has no temper, especially a person in a high position.