556 There are always so many people who want me to die
There are always a few people who want me to die! But I just can’t die.
Those who want me to die should wait for me. I am not asking you to wait for me to die, but asking you to wait for me to come back alive and settle the accounts with you.
Feng Qingchen snorted, unfolded the explosion-proof suit in his hand, and threw a suit to Fu Lin: "If you don't want to die, just put it on."
Although Fu Lin felt strange, seeing Feng Qingchen's serious look on his face, he obediently didn't ask any more questions. He followed Feng Qingchen's actions, took off his coat, and put on this strange thing.
Wearing the weird clothes, Fu Lin felt uncomfortable all over. It was extremely awkward, tugging here and there.
Feeling awkward and uncomfortable, Fu Lin wanted to see if Feng Qingchen would be like him, but found that this weird clothes fit Feng Qingchen so well that Feng Qingchen's whole person changed.
Capable, concise, and handsome, with a valiant posture of a soldier, standing quietly in the dark like a rock, calm and capable, exuding a firm and unyielding aura, which makes people inexplicably trust him.
Fu Lin was so fascinated that he couldn't bear to look away. He watched Feng Qingchen adjust the decorations on the strange clothes, and tried to do it, but...
He was clumsy and couldn't do it well. Later, Feng Qingchen couldn't stand it and slapped Fu Lin's hand away, adjusting the explosion-proof suit for Fulin so as not to be dragged down by Fulin in the later actions.
Fu Lin seemed to be easy to talk to, but in fact he was aloof. Except for the maids who served him closely, he generally didn't like people approaching him. But for some reason, he didn't feel anything wrong when faced with Feng Qingchen's approach.
There seemed to be a force in Feng Qingchen's body that made people follow her involuntarily. When Feng Qingchen arranged his clothes, he didn't feel charming or ambiguous, but felt at ease.
After adjusting the explosion-proof suit, Feng Qingchen took off the flying tiger claw from his waist: "Fu Lin, your falcon can understand your words, right?"
"Yes." Fu Lin was very satisfied with the adjusted explosion-proof suit. Although it was weird, it looked more energetic when he wore it, and he couldn't bear to take it off.
"Can you let it wrap one end of the rope around a building outside? It should be taller and can support the weight of both of us." Feng Qingchen took out the lock hook and hooked it to a tree with a snap.
Tree.
Feng Qingchen pulled the rope to make sure it was hooked. He pressed it on his waist and saw the rope tightened. Feng Qingchen fell forward. Feng Qingchen pulled Fu Lin. Fu Lin didn't know what was going on and hurriedly stabilized himself.
Mind and body shape, step back...
With a snap, the branch broke, and the hook snapped and retracted to Feng Qingchen's side. If Fu Lin hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been scratched.
"What is this?" Well, Fu Lin admitted that he was curious about these strange things like Feng Qingchen.
"It's just a small thing for self-defense when going out. Do you think I, a weak woman, will be unprepared when I go out alone?" Feng Qingchen looked like you were naive.
"Weak woman? If you are a weak woman, all the men in the world will die." Fu Lin didn't want to admit that Feng Qingchen, a woman, didn't have any martial arts skills, but her ability to protect herself was definitely no worse than him.
"I am a weak woman. Women have the same physical strength and physical quality, so they are naturally weaker than men. Okay, let's take action. The smell of kerosene is so strong. If we don't do something, we won't be able to get out." Feng Qingchen was not interested in talking to him.
Fu Lin talked about the differences between men and women and signaled Fu Lin to find a breakthrough.
Although there are enemies on all sides, there are also directions that are conducive to escaping and directions that are not conducive to escaping. They have to choose a place where they can hang a hook and hide. It is best to get out of the city. If they are trapped in the city, they have no chance of winning.
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This work, of course, must be taught to the great king of the air, the scout Falcon. After receiving Fulin's order, the Falcon turned around in the sky and chose the southeast direction. Feng Qingchen and Fulin did not hesitate, and headed towards
Run to the southeast.
It has to be said that no matter how remote or poor the place, the mansions where officials live will always be good. This prefect's mansion is too big. Before Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin could reach the southeast corner, there was a bang...
Just give the order to set fire!
The torch was like a shooting star. After drawing an arc in the dark night, it fell to the ground. The fire oil collided with the sparks and ignited with a hiss. The flames instantly jumped to several meters high. There were fires all around the Grand Guard's Mansion. It didn't matter at all.
Can go.
Fire, raging flames ignited, reminding Feng Qingchen of the Feng Mansion that was burned down by the fire. Feng Qingchen's face turned red due to the flames, which also reflected the tears in her eyes.
"Ahem..." Fu Lin choked on the smoke, turned around and found Feng Qingchen standing there and not walking away, so he quickly stepped back and pulled her to run.
"Why are you so crazy? You are still in a daze at this time. You don't want to live anymore." It was finally his turn to teach Feng Qingchen a lesson. Fu Lin found that this feeling was really good.
"I'm watching the wind direction." Feng Qingchen shook off Fu Lin's hand. On the verge of life and death, if you can avoid being a drag on others, try not to drag down your companions. If you really have no choice, just rely on your companions.
Feng Qingchen carried her bag and rushed forward.
"Wind direction? Is it windy tonight?" It was Fuling's turn to be in a daze.
"Idiot, it's because there is no wind that we have a chance of winning. When the wind blows, the fire becomes even bigger." Feng Qingchen was indeed a very young woman. She would avenge her on the spot and kicked Fu Lin, signaling for him to follow.
Two ancient people wearing explosion-proof suits were walking through the fire. The scene was quite weird. Fortunately, the fire was too strong and no one saw it.
When they rushed to the southeast corner, it was covered in fire and there was no way to go.
"Tell your falcon to hang the hook." Feng Qingchen pulled out the hook and handed it to Fu Lin.
In fact, it would be better to hang the flying tiger claws on Fu Lin and let Fu Lin take her away, but...
Again, although Fu Lin did not leave her alone, she was still worried about handing over the things that mattered to You's life and death to others. Without Feihu Claw, if Fu Lin left her at a critical moment, she would definitely
Burned alive.
"Okay." Fu Lin whistled quickly, and the falcon flew down from the sky.
In the darkness, the color of the falcon blends into the night. In addition, the falcon carefully hides itself, so most people cannot see it. But now the fire is soaring into the sky, turning half of the sky red. As soon as the falcon appears, the people outside are surrounding and killing.
Just discovered it.
"Eagle, an eagle has flown in. Be careful, the two people inside are not dead yet. Release arrows. Release arrows toward the southeast and shoot the eagle. Those two people are also there."
Outside the house, the military attache from Yishui City shouted an order.
Wealth and wealth come from danger. They have taken a stand and must deal with the trouble.
"Whoosh whoosh..." The sharp arrow pierced the night sky, rushed through the firelight, and shot in the direction of Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin.
They had known for a long time that the appearance of the falcon would reveal their location, so they hid early and the arrows could not hurt them at all. However, they were also trapped and unable to move. The two of them nestled in the corner, sweat beads on their faces.
The stains on their faces flowed down, and the firelight magnified their embarrassment...
"Xiao Huihui, it's all up to you, please be careful." Fu Lin took a look at the situation outside, and when the opponent's archers changed positions, he released Xiao Huihui.
Xiao Huihui flew further and further with the hook and lock, and a long straight line appeared in their sight, just like flying a kite. The control end of the line was always held in Feng Qingchen's hand.
While Feng Qingchen was putting out the line, he was calculating the dangers he would encounter when he went out. At this time, Fu Lin suddenly thought of something very important...