1293 If You Try Your Best, Will the Ninth Prince Still Want You?

Feng Qingchen's fall made them miss the best time to escape. The people dressed as robbers behind them quickly surrounded Feng Qingchen and Nanling Jinfan.

Of course Nanling Jinfan had to fight off the enemy first at this time. As for the trap stuck on Feng Qingchen's calf?

Nanling Jinfan was in no mood to care. It had nothing to do with him whether Feng Qingchen would die of pain or not. He had not hurt Feng Qingchen's legs before in the underground palace because he needed her feet to walk. But now?

Regardless of whether Feng Qingchen suspected him or not, he could not take the risk. Feng Qingchen injured his foot, so even if he suspected him, he could not escape. With Feng Qingchen in his hands, he would not have to worry about not being able to find the Ninth Uncle.

The Ninth Prince Uncle caused him to be transformed from a prince into a criminal who could not face the light of day, and he would not let the Ninth Prince Uncle have an easy time.

Blood debt must be repaid with blood!

Thinking of himself falling from the clouds to the dust in an instant, Nanling Jinfan wished he could pull out the tendons and skin the Ninth Uncle alive.

The more he fought, the angrier Nanling Jinfan became, and his eyes gradually showed a look of madness. Slowly, the fight turned from fake to real, and each blow was ruthless. The faces of his subordinates who were ordered to act turned pale.

Nanling Jinfan could kill them, but they didn't dare to really hurt Nanling Jinfan.

"Ah..." Nanling Jinfan's eyes turned red and he shouted madly, regarding all the people in front of him as the Ninth Prince. His eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

You deserve it!

While Feng Qingchen was fighting with the trap, he did not forget to pay attention to Nanling Jinfan. Seeing that Nanling Jinfan was ruthless and killed many of his own people, the anger in his heart finally subsided a little.

It’s better to just go crazy!

Feng Qingchen cursed and saw that Nanling Jinfan and his gang were fighting more and more vigorously. Feng Qingchen knew that this group of people would not have time to take care of her in the short term.

Turning his back, Feng Qingchen rolled up his sleeves, quickly slid the panel of the smart medical kit, and took out the painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs. As for the "big items" such as alcohol bandages, Feng Qingchen did not dare to take them, for fear that Nanling Jinfan would find out.

The Flying Tiger Claw on his arm and the scalpel tied to his waist were taken away by Nanling Jinfan's men. Feng Qingchen took another one and tied it on his own hand and his uninjured calf.

Feng Qingchen was so depressed when she glanced at the pistol thrown in the corner and turned into scrap. If this gun could still be used, she would definitely not be stingy with bullets and shoot Nanling Jinfan like a sieve with holes all over his body. But...

Alas, it is so sad and unfortunate that I cannot express it in words.

Feng Qingchen put away his depression and quickly closed the smart medical kit. Looking back, he saw Nanling Jinfan fighting fiercely alone. Feng Qingchen laughed unkindly, poured a few anti-inflammatory pills into his mouth, swallowed them directly, put the remaining pills close to his body, and continued to fight the trap.

Nanling Jinfan, that scumbag, is unreliable. Even though he is wearing the appearance of Lan Jiuqing, his bad nature has not changed.

After being crazy for a long time, Nanling Jinfan gradually calmed down. Seeing his subordinates died tragically under his sword, Nanling Jinfan secretly regretted it and made a gesture to the remaining people. Those people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, gradually relaxed, and then pretended to be injured.

Nanling Jinfan gradually stopped his moves and retreated to Feng Qingchen's side while fighting. Seeing Feng Qingchen had broken the trap in half, a vicious light flashed in Nanling Jinfan's eyes.

If he picked up Feng Qingchen at this time, the trap would not only clamp Feng Qingchen's calf again, but also cut through Feng Qingchen's calf.

By then, no matter how skilled Feng Qingchen's medical skills are, his leg will be crippled.

Nanling Jinfan thought so and did so. After a feint to force the person in front of him to retreat, Nanling Jinfan jumped to the side of Feng Qingchen, grabbed Feng Qingchen's shoulders and went up.

Ti: "Let's go."

asshole!

Feng Qingchen's face changed drastically, and her hand holding the trap almost loosened. Fortunately, Feng Qingchen knew the seriousness of the matter, suppressed her anger and fear, and when Nanling Jinfan picked her up, she used all her strength to pull the trap hard...

We must never let the trap hurt her again, otherwise she will be disabled even if she doesn't die.

With a snap, when Feng Qingchen left, the trap closed and caught Feng Qingchen's skirt.

Hiss... Nanling Jinfan exerted force and Feng Qingchen's skirt was torn.

"Oh my god, I finally escaped." Feng Qingchen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, exhaled heavily, and felt almost exhausted.

That was really dangerous!

Nanling Jinfan, however, had a look of disappointment on his face. He took a look at Feng Qingchen's bloody left leg. When Nanling Jinfan's first plan failed, he came up with another one.

Nanling Jinfan threw Feng Qingchen to the ground. Without giving Feng Qingchen time to think, he grabbed her arm and dragged Feng Qingchen forward, deliberately letting Feng Qingchen's injured left leg touch the ground.

As he was dragged along, the mud and stones hit Feng Qingchen's wound, grinding the already bloody wound into a bloody mess. Feng Qingchen was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but he was not as strong as the man and could not break free.

"You damn bastard." Feng Qingchen was so angry that she almost vomited blood. There were no pursuers behind her, but Nanling Jinfan refused to let her go. He dragged her forward all the way, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to destroy her.

"Jiuqing, stop." Feng Qingchen had no choice but to shout loudly.

But the bitch Nanling Jinfan ignored her and sent Feng Qingchen away with just one sentence: "No."

Originally, Feng Qingchen thought that as long as he didn't expose the other party, he could temporarily save his life. Now it seems that his life can be saved, but whether it is intact or not is another matter.

Feng Qingchen didn't want to become disabled, so...

Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth and shouted, "Nanling Jinfan, you lunatic, have you had enough of this?"

Bang... Nanling Jinfan stopped as Feng Qingchen wished, but accidentally threw Feng Qingchen onto a tree nearby. Feng Qingchen was prepared, and although he fell, he was not seriously injured.

"Do you know who I am?" Nanling Jinfan said gritting his teeth, looking even more ferocious than a poisonous snake.

Feng Qingchen dared to play tricks on him, he deserved to die.

Feng Qingchen struggled to get up from the ground, leaned against the tree trunk to stand firm, and glared at Nanling Jinfan fiercely, saying sarcastically: "Of course I know, do you think that anyone wearing a mask is Lan Jiuqing? Prince Jinfan, you are so naive."

Feng Qingchen was not afraid of angering Nanling Jinfan at all. To deal with a madman, she had to make him crazy, otherwise she would never have a chance. But an angry madman was very scary. Nanling Jinfan rushed forward like a ghost and pressed Feng Qingchen against the tree.

"Feng Qingchen, good, you are very good. If you dare to play tricks on me, I will make you live a life worse than death." Nanling Jinfan pressed Feng Qingchen's chest with one hand and took off his mask with the other hand.

The silver mask fell to the ground, revealing his face as pale and bloodless as a dead person. His bright red eyes were like those of a monster, emitting a strange cold light.

Feng Qingchen's heart was shocked, and he quietly moved the hand holding the scalpel to the back of Nanling Jinfan, ready to stab him. But at this moment, the madman Nanling Jinfan suddenly lowered his head and kissed Feng Qingchen, and at the same time tore off Feng Qingchen's clothes.

"Feng Qingchen, I want to see if the Ninth Prince will still want you after you've been gang-raped by hundreds of men!"

A message to readers: If you dare to bully Qingchen, Nanling Jinfan must be punished!