"Who are you?" Feng Qiming's tone was indifferent, and there was no warmth in his eyes.
The leader of the gang didn't care at all, and even laughed more wildly: "Hahahaha, brothers, do you see it? If you want to defeat a person, you have to start with the dignity that the man cares about most. His woman has to be played by us.
Now, he started to get angry, hahahahaha."
Then he arrogantly turned the giant knife in his hand and pointed it at Feng Qiming: "Who am I? Of course I am the bandit you call me. I have run out of food in my village in the past few days. I cannot bring my brothers down the mountain."
Come and rob some."
After speaking, he looked at Feng Qiming with a smile in his eyes: "Hahahaha, good luck, I met a young man."
"Do you know who we are?" Mulin braced himself and looked at them with sharp eyes.
The robbers looked at each other in surprise: "He asked us if we knew who they were? Hahahaha."
After saying that, they spread their hands and laughed disdainfully at each other. When the laughter was over, they put away their smiles and the smiles in their eyes turned cold: "I don't care who you are? Even if you are a prince, I will still rob you today.
, The sky is high and the emperor is far away, who knew it was me who did it?"
But Feng Qiming caught the loophole in their words: "Prince, are you so deliberate in your words?"
Of course, these words were deliberately intended to provoke them, and could also be understood as a temptation.
Sure enough, a wave of excitement flashed in the leader's eyes. Although it passed by, Feng Qiming still caught it.
"What? You really aren't the prince, are you?" There was surprise in his tone.
Just as Mu Lin was about to reveal Feng Qiming's identity, he heard the other party's arrogant tone: "If it's a prince, it's just right. Prince, how fat is that? Besides, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.
Who the hell knows that it was me who did it? After I kill you, I will burn it directly. Then I won’t even find the body, so how can I check it?”
"Hahahaha, naive, brothers, they are princes, we will make a lot of money this time, just in time, we haven't tasted the prince's women yet, this time we are in for a treat."
The man held up the giant knife. After laughing, his face turned cold. He threw the knife in his hand and cut off a person's head.
"Be careful." Fu Ling pulled Feng Qiming back two steps and took a quick look at the terrain. It was definitely impossible to go in the direction mentioned before.
Looking towards the cliff not far away, Poria's eyes flashed.
"Brothers, come on! Our days of prosperity are here." After saying that, he led the men and ran forward, holding up their knives and slashing people.
Fu Ling didn't have time to think too much, and she no longer concealed her skill, and directly drew the soft sword from her waist.
Joining the fight, the sword was quenched with poison, and with just a slight scratch, the man would immediately bleed to death from his orifices.
Although Feng Qiming is good at martial arts, as a prince, with countless people protecting him, he still lacks experience in combat.
But in the end, it was not enough. Waiting for those gradual changes consumed too much energy, and these bandits were clearly well-trained killers.
The strike was quick and precise, without any extra movement at all. It was obvious at a glance that it was aimed at them.
Fu Ling's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a person suddenly appeared in front of her. She stretched out her sword to block it.
Unfortunately, he ignored the people behind him. Feng Qiming killed one person. His pupils shrank when he saw this scene. He didn't have time to think about anything and stepped forward to block behind Fuling.
"Yeah." Feng Qiming groaned in pain, and the man's knife struck him directly on the shoulder.
Fu Ling felt the force coming from her back, and immediately remembered the internal force in her hand to knock someone away, and quickly turned around to catch Feng Qiming.
"Your Highness, be careful." Mulin yelled, his eyes filled with blood.