I don’t know if I want to say that Feng Qingchen has bad luck, or that the Ghost King has bad luck. The island where Uncle Nine Emperors chose for Feng Qingchen to rest happened to be the island where the Ghost King was coming.
The Ghost King was driving a small boat alone, and he and Feng Qingchen landed on the island from the opposite direction. He did not find anyone on the island until he walked to the center of the island and found a large ship parked next to the island.
There are still people here.
The Ghost King frowned, then thought of the rumors about the love between Emperor Dongling and Empress Dongling, and boldly guessed that the person on the island was most likely Feng Qingchen, Empress Dongling.
"That woman is very lucky. She can't fall off such a high cliff. She is worthy of being Fengli's legitimate daughter. She is protected by Fengli's seal. I wonder if some unlucky guy from the Lan family borrowed his life from her." The Ghost King snorted coldly, immaturely.
His face was wrinkled, and he looked indescribably cute.
Yes, it is cute!
The Ghost King has a baby face and looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Perhaps it is because he wears a mask all year round, but the Ghost King's skin is very fair and smooth, with a moist luster when exposed to the sun...
This is the reason why the Ghost King wears a mask all year round. It's not that he likes the extremely ugly ghost face, but that his appearance really doesn't convince the public.
His appearance, not to mention in the Palace of Hundred Ghosts where everyone has weird looks, is not inferior even when he stands between the Nine Emperors Uncle and Wang Jinling.
It's just that unlike Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling, he is still majestic and steady even if he has a good face. The Ghost King looks childish, and he is the type to be easily bullied at first glance. He is completely unable to hold his own, and no one will do it.
Convince him.
The Ghost King knew that he had a very good appearance since he was born. In order to convince everyone in the palace, he always wore a ghost mask and never let anyone see his true face.
The Ghost King had always disliked his own appearance, but at this time he was glad that he looked harmless. With his appearance, it was absolutely easy to gain Feng Qingchen's trust.
Thinking of the benefits that would come from catching Queen Dongling, the Ghost King showed a cruel smile, his childish face but sinister and evil...
The Ghost King reached out and pinched his face. The ferocious look on his face quickly faded away, replaced by a shy and panicked smile.
A young man who escaped from the Palace of Hundred Ghosts during the chaos.
What a perfect identity!
Feng Qingchen and the secret guards camped on a flat ground on the island. Feng Qingchen was in the tent. The secret guards turned darkness into light and dispersed around to patrol. Even if there was no one around, the secret guards did not dare to take it lightly...
Feng Qingchen sat in the temporary tent, touched the flat little Xing, with a look of regret on his face: "We have come here, but we can't kill the Ghost King with our own hands to avenge Wen Qing."
"You are such a naughty little naughty kid. You tortured my mother to death. When you come out, my mother will escort you to confess your mistake to Uncle Wenqing." Feng Qingchen patted her belly, her eyes fell on the AK47 beside her, she hesitated for a moment, but still no
Put it away.
Putting it here will have some effect. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. She is not alone now, so she has to be careful in everything.
Just sitting together, Feng Qingchen felt a little embarrassed and yawned. Feng Qingchen hesitated for a while and decided to sleep with the group. Maybe when she woke up, the Palace of Hundred Ghosts would be captured.
Unexpectedly, just as Feng Qingchen was about to lie down, there was a commotion outside, and he could vaguely hear the scolding of the secret guards and the panicked screams of the young man.
"Is there anyone on the island?" Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows in surprise, but had no intention of going out to see. She believed that the secret guards could solve it.
Soon the commotion outside stopped. Just when Feng Qingchen thought everything was fine, he heard a secret guard outside asking: "Madam, there is a young man who claims to have escaped from the Palace of Hundred Ghosts, and we have captured him."
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"Hundred Ghost Palace?" These three words made Feng Qingchen alert: "Do you know martial arts? How do you look?"
"I know a little bit, the portrait is very delicate." It is precisely because of this that the secret guard did not doubt the identity of the Ghost King. After all, everyone knows that the Palace of Hundred Ghosts only accepts people with strange looks.
"Throw it back on the boat and wait until the emperor comes to make a decision." Feng Qingchen waved his hand lazily, unwilling to take risks for an uncertain person.
Well, she admitted that she would be lazy after she got pregnant, and she didn't want to spend her brains dealing with this kind of thing.
"Yes." The secret guard took the order and left. Feng Qingchen yawned and felt sleepy again. But the next second, he heard the sound of fighting coming from outside the camp, and a vicious but familiar threat: "Feng Qingchen
Chen, I will take your life today!"
"Ghost King?" Even after two years, Feng Qingchen still remembered this voice, it was so familiar!
All his drowsiness disappeared, Feng Qingchen stood up suddenly, picked up the assault rifle beside him and walked out. After taking two steps, he stopped and put the pistol he carried with him on his waist.
The Ghost King's strength is unfathomable. Two years have passed and she doesn't know whether the Ghost King's martial arts have improved or not. Facing the Ghost King, it is better to make double preparations to avoid accidents, which she regrets too much.
"Empress, hurry up...protect your empress and leave, you guys send a signal to the emperor." After the secret guards learned the ghost king's identity, they immediately surrounded the ghost king and asked people to take Feng Qingchen away, but it was too late.
The Ghost King had been pretending to be weak and harmless before. Although the secret guards were on guard against him, they did not expect him to be so strong. When the Ghost King attacked, two secret guards were killed by him, and several others around him were also injured, but the signal was still there.
Before it was sent out, it was cut off.
"Want to leave? Do you think I am dead?" The Ghost King without a ghost face has no momentum at all. Even though his moves are cruel, his face still looks harmless, only those eyes are extremely fierce.
She just said, there are a few people in this world who can be like Zhezhe. Their methods are cruel, but their eyes are still clear.
Zhezhe can remain so clear because he doesn't know right from wrong, and the Ghost King will still be discovered unless he deliberately disguises himself.
After confirming who the other party was, Feng Qingchen did not dare to stay longer and left under the protection of the secret guards. Of course, before she left, she would not forget to shoot the ghost king.
Small pistols don't have enough range, the ak47 can.
Feng Qingchen picked up the gun and pointed it at the Ghost King...
"Get out of the way!" Aim and pull the trigger...
There was no hesitation, and there was no room for Feng Qingchen to hesitate. When the gun was pointed at the Ghost King, Feng Qingchen fired several shots in succession. Only one bullet hit the Ghost King's arm, and all the other bullets missed, and even two of them missed.
The bullet scratched the secret guard.
This is really an indiscriminate attack.
"Another hidden weapon." The Ghost King covered his injured left arm: "You dare to show off your small skills in front of me, but I will make you suffer the consequences today."
Feng Qingchen didn't see how he moved, but he saw a bloody bullet between his index finger and thumb. With a slight movement of his fingers, the bullet in the ghost king's hand flew towards Feng Qingchen's eyebrows.
The speed and power are no less than the bullet leaving the chamber...