1395 passing by, direct hands-on is the most practical
Help!
When these two words came to her lips, Feng Qingchen didn't shout them out. It wasn't that she couldn't speak, but that she couldn't...
Apart from her, the only person in the mountain is Xuan Shaoqi. He himself is in danger and cannot escape. If he hears her cry for help, he may take risks. She cannot let Xuan Shaoqi take risks for her.
Two ghost figures rushed towards the door. Feng Qingchen could only move her right hand, and there was only a dagger in her hand. She could only deal with one, and as for the other, she could only fight to get injured.
"I just hope that this ghost thing won't be contaminated with any corpse poison, otherwise it will be in trouble." Feng Qingchen turned to the left, pierced the body of the ghost on the left with the dagger, and exposed his right arm in front of the ghost on the right.
Protects vital parts such as the heart and lungs.
Feng Qingchen was ready to get hurt, but at this moment, a gust of wind blew from behind. By the time Feng Qingchen reacted, the ghost-like thing had disappeared, and there was a familiar figure beside her.
people.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, why are you here?" Feng Qingchen's voice rose in pitch unconsciously.
Isn't this man injured? Why is he disobedient and running around? He doesn't want his own hand.
"Passing by." Uncle Jiuhuang glanced at Feng Qingchen, making sure that Feng Qingchen was fine, and then looked away. In order to show that he was really passing by, he added: "What can you do as a woman? If I hadn't been passing by, you would
I won’t get any favors today.”
"Uh... you are really good at this passerby." Feng Qingchen would believe that there is something wrong with his method, but...
Feng Qingchen was very happy when he thought that Uncle Nine Emperors could show up when he was in danger, but while he was happy, he couldn't help but worry: "You..."
Before the words of concern came out, there was another gust of cold wind in the forest, and the ghosts with red eyes floated out again, but this time there were more, sixteen ghosts in total.
"You have your own mind, I will deal with them." With a flash of sword light, Uncle Nine Emperors was tens of meters away from Feng Qingchen.
Those ghosts are not very difficult to deal with. They have no other moves. They can only rush towards people. Even with one hand, Uncle Nine Emperors has no difficulty in dealing with them, but...
However, there were more and more ghosts. After the sixteen ghosts disappeared, sixty-four appeared, and then Feng Qingchen lost count. They were surrounded by ghosts, and Feng Qingchen's hair went numb.
.
Uncle Nine Emperors was surrounded by ghosts, and Feng Qingchen himself was also fighting with the ghosts on the outside.
"Something's wrong, it seems like more and more people are being killed, should we stop?" Feng Qingchen and Uncle Nine Emperors were not stupid, so how could they not detect the abnormality.
"Leave the last shadow, don't kill it." Uncle Nine Emperors spun on the spot, and the sword light filled the air, sweeping across the area in an instant. Even Feng Qingchen had no choice but to use Uncle Nine Emperors's move.
So handsome, but...
I always felt that the Nine Emperors Uncle's moves were familiar, but Feng Qingchen was quickly haunted by the ghost and had no time to think about it.
The two of them joined forces, and although Feng Qingchen didn't help much, he didn't cause any trouble. When the last ghost was left, the two of them had a tacit understanding not to hide, so as not to attract more.
Although the mountain forest is large, Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen are not very familiar with the terrain, and there are limited places to hide. They do not dare to run around, and just dodge around wherever they are.
In this case, it was inevitable that the two of them would bump into each other. Uncle Nine Emperors did not say anything, but took Feng Qingchen's hand and protected Feng Qingchen in his arms.
Feng Qingchen would never make fun of her own safety. She would be safer with Uncle Nine Emperors protecting her.
When Uncle Jiuhuang saw Feng Qingchen, he did not reject it. He was secretly happy and felt that he had come on this trip.
Su Wenqing's guy is still useful.
The two of them were hiding from ghosts in the forest, and from time to time the roar of wild boars could be heard from where Xuan Shaoqi was, which made Feng Qingchen feel at ease.
There is a sound, which means Xuan Shaoqi is safe.
The dodging situation lasted all night, and as soon as the sun rose the next day, the ghostly figure suddenly disappeared.
"Is there really a ghost in this world? Why does the shadow disappear as soon as the sun rises?" Feng Qingchen was sweating profusely and breathing a little quickly.
My sweaty clothes stuck to my body, my hair was messy and tangled around my neck and face, and I felt uncomfortable.
Uncle Nine Emperors put away his sword and smoothed Feng Qingchen's hair: "It's not a ghost, there are masters here who have set up a formation." Seeing that Feng Qingchen was not worried, he wiped the sweat and dust from Feng Qingchen's face.
clean.
Sweat, a man with mysophobia can't afford to get hurt.
"Set up the formation? Is there a formation on this mountain?" As a child who grew up under the red flag, Feng Qingchen knew the Five Elements Bagua, but she only knew the names. Whether in her previous life or this life, she had no time to study that stuff.
Uncle Nine Emperors nodded: "The Yin Evil Formation. The ghosts you saw are phantoms." Even if there are real ghosts in the world, he is not afraid.
"Phantom? Since you know, why did you use so much force yesterday?" Feng Qingchen complained when he saw Uncle Nine Emperors sweating profusely and his face turned pale.
This man doesn't take his body seriously. He doesn't know that his injury hasn't healed yet.
"Those phantoms can also hurt people. This is a formation formed by yin energy. Being injured by ghosts will damage your vitality." Although it will not kill people, they will have to lie in bed for at least ten days and a half.
"Ahem... Fortunately, it's okay." Feng Qingchen realized his ignorance and stopped asking any more questions. Seeing Uncle Nine Emperors standing motionless in front of him, he said in embarrassment: "Well, weren't you passing by?
Don’t leave yet.”
Uncle Nine Emperors was speechless and looked at Feng Qingchen in silence. A hint of hurt flashed in his eyes. Just when Feng Qingchen was about to lose his strength, Uncle Nine Emperors finally said: "I will leave now."
"Wait a minute...how is your hand?" Feng Qingchen would never admit that she felt soft.
"The injury is not a problem." The injury alarmed the whole city. If Feng Qingchen could still ignore it, then this injury would definitely not kill him.
"You are so seriously injured, why can't you take care of your body more? You are running around before the injury is healed. What if the wound cracks? Your injury became more serious because it was not treated in time.
, if you get injured again, you might not even be able to save your left arm." Feng Qingchen really hated Uncle Nine Emperors for his cruel tricks on her, because...
The Nine Emperors Uncle was actually injured every time, which made her angry and distressed. She had to stop the Nine Emperors Uncle from doing this, otherwise she would be eaten to death by the Nine Emperors Uncle in the future.
While Feng Qingchen was counting, Uncle Nine Emperors was not only not angry, but also showed a smile: "Are you not angry anymore?"
"I'm not angry anymore. I'm angry." Feng Qingchen said angrily.
"You are worried about me." Therefore, he should not be angry.
"Who is worried about you? You don't worry about yourself. Why should I worry about you? I just don't want to be ungrateful. Who asked you to save me last night?" In order for her to see him, this man really went to great lengths.
She could do anything, which really pissed her off.
"How can you repay your life-saving grace? Give yourself to me?"
"You're dreaming."
"The sky is clear and the sun is bright, I don't dream." Uncle Nine Emperors used a little force to hold the person in his arms, and before Feng Qingchen could react, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Qingchen's lips.
He doesn't dream, he just does what he needs to do!
"put……"
"Um……"
Uncle Jiuhuang pressed Feng Qingchen against the tree trunk, kissed Feng Qingchen's lips fiercely, and did not give her a chance to speak.
Explanations are not as effective as actual actions. If that night, his direct opponent pressed Feng Qingchen on the bed, and she had no strength to toss, would he still be driven away?
Absolutely not! Because Feng Qingchen doesn’t have the strength!