1372 was beaten, and the eldest son caught up

Feng Qingchen has always been practical. After weighing the strength of both sides and knowing that he had no chance of winning, Feng Qingchen decisively surrendered.

The other party consisted of five tall and strong warriors, and she was a weak woman who was not only sick but also injured. What could she use to fight against them?

She wanted to use the small hidden weapon on her wrist to shoot the other person to death. However, let alone the fact that she couldn't shoot five people at once, even if she could do it, she couldn't guarantee that she could kill the other person in one shot.

As long as the opponent is not dead, she can't escape because her body is too weak!

In order to avoid being too miserable in the days ahead and to have the energy to escape, Feng Qingchen didn't even run but stood there waiting for the other party.

Feng Qingchen stood there calmly and composedly. People who didn't know would think that she was plotting something again. King Luo's guards didn't dare to move at all and confronted Feng Qingchen from a distance of more than ten meters.

Huh? Can this also be considered an empty city plan?

Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face became more peaceful. He wondered if there was still a chance for Yi Bo. As soon as this thought came up, Feng Qingchen slapped it back.

Her left hand was not injured, and she didn't catch a cold or have a fever. Let alone five people, she would have dared to take a chance even with ten. But now?

Feng Qingchen looked up at the sky silently.

Forget it. She had no interest in being beaten up. If she went head-on with this naked body, she would only get beaten.

Alas... Why did I have to get sick at this time? It's so unlucky!

The guards of King Luo and Feng Qingchen were in a stalemate for a while, still hesitating whether to take action. But when the guards of King Luo heard a noise not far away, they didn't care about anything else. The five of them looked at each other, rushed forward quickly, and put the knife on Feng Qingchen's neck.

Eh, so smooth? Then what were they hesitating about just now? The five of them looked at each other and realized that they had been fooled.

"Miss Feng, I'm sorry." The person holding the knife exerted force, leaving a bloody mark on Feng Qingchen's neck.

Feng Qingchen didn't even frown as he said, "Don't use so much force, I won't run away. King Luo sent so many people to invite me, I have to give him face anyway."

"Hehe, it's good that Miss Feng knows. Since Miss Feng is so cooperative, we won't make things difficult for her." The guard said this, but still had people tie Feng Qingchen up with a rope.

"Miss Feng, I'm sorry."

"It's your duty." Feng Qingchen's left hand had been reconnected, but the guard tied it up with his backhand. With a click, his left hand broke again.

Feng Qingchen's heart also turned cold, and a tear slipped out from the corner of her eye.

I'm afraid her left hand will never heal.

"I'm sorry, Miss Feng, your hands are too fragile." The guard said maliciously.

Feng Qingchen bit his lip in pain, his mouth was full of blood, but he still had a smile on his face: "It's okay, I'm a doctor."

"In that case, we feel relieved." Faced with such a cooperative hostage, the guards of Prince Luo's Mansion did not use any more force. They carried Feng Qingchen and walked towards the small mountain village not far away.

In the village, the guards had someone change Feng Qingchen into a village woman's cloth dress, and smeared a ball of dust on Feng Qingchen's face. Only after they were sure that Feng Qingchen's original appearance could not be seen did the five guards breathe a sigh of relief.

They don't want to be targeted by the eldest son.

"What do you think? Should we poison her to silence her so that she won't scream on the road?" Guard Armor took a quick glance at Feng Qingchen, who was very cooperative, and for a moment suspected that Feng Qingchen was stupid.

This woman is too cooperative. If they didn't know that she risked her life to escape last night, they would have suspected that Feng Qingchen was reluctant to leave King Luo.

"Your Highness doesn't allow us to hurt her." Guard B looked at Feng Qingchen carefully, but he couldn't see why she was worthy of His Highness risking his life to save her. Even before he fell into a coma, he told everyone not to hurt Feng Qingchen.

At this time, the guard who went out to find the carriage came back: "The carriage is here, we can go now."

"Hurry up, the eldest master is leading his men to chase us." The person who went out to investigate the news came in right after him. Seeing his nervous face, one could tell that the matter was serious.

"Damn it, how did they find it so quickly?" Guard A cursed and kicked Feng Qingchen angrily, hitting him right in the abdomen.

Damn it, it hurts so much!

Feng Qingchen bent over in pain, his face pale, and drops of blood fell to the ground. But this bending over pulled his injured arm, and Feng Qingchen couldn't help but groan.

She wanted to act like a hero and not cry out in pain, but it really hurt. Her hands hurt, her stomach hurt, her neck hurt, her head hurt, and every part of her body hurt. She was not in the right state and could not concentrate.

The guard was not satisfied with just one kick, so he raised his hand and prepared to hit Feng Qingchen in the face. Feng Qingchen knew that he couldn't hide at this time, because the more he hid, the more excited he would become.

Just like a perverted murderer, there is a type of person with a violent temper and sadistic tendencies, such as the violent guard in front of him. He likes to beat people up when he is nervous, and the more you hide from him, the more excited he becomes. The guard in front of him is obviously one of them.

Fortunately, not all guards were like this. The others quickly stepped forward to stop Guard A: "Don't mess around. His Highness said not to hurt her."

Guard A was stopped by everyone. After calming down, he was a little scared, but he said firmly: "It's just a kick, it's not a big deal. Your Highness is dead or alive for her, so I am just asking for some interest for Your Highness."

"Okay, this is His Highness's business, we can't interfere. We just need to bring the person to His Highness, and He will deal with her. Don't waste time, let's go quickly." Guard B stepped forward and arrested Feng Qingchen. After thinking about it, he put the knife across Feng Qingchen's neck. In case he met the eldest son, he could use it to threaten him.

With a knife on her neck, Feng Qingchen had to stay alert, lest the guard make a mistake and kill her.

The carriage stopped behind the village, and Feng Qingchen was lifted onto the carriage. The guards driving the carriage whipped the horses hard, but even so, they were still caught up.

Ga-ga-ga... The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. Feng Qingchen heard the sound and estimated in his mind that they would be caught up in less than a hundred meters.

"They are the eldest young master's men. We will be caught up within a hundred meters. What should we do?" Guard A became more and more angry. Feng Qingchen was extremely grateful that the person guarding her was not Guard A, otherwise she would be in trouble.

"They are catching up." The guards driving the car were also very nervous, but no matter how nervous they were, they could not change the facts, just like when they found Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen was also very nervous when she saw them, but what did it matter if she was nervous? She couldn't run away.

The sound of horse hooves was right next to her ears, and Feng Qingchen knew that the person who was going to save her had come.

very nice.

Feng Qingchen lowered his head and smiled silently.

"We are surrounded." The guard driving the car was a little panicked and did not dare to pull the rope forcefully, for fear of losing both the fish and the net.

"Don't worry about it, just rush out. With Feng Qingchen in hand, the eldest son of the Wang family won't dare to move rashly." Guard B had a clear mind. They had the hostage in their hand, and the eldest son wouldn't dare to really hurt them.

"That's right, let's rush over." The other guards echoed. The guard driving the car calmed down a lot after hearing what everyone said: "Okay, sit tight, let's rush out."

Girth, girth, girth... The guard whipped the horse hard, and the horse felt the pain and rushed forward regardless.

Feng Qingchen closed his eyes to hide the mockery in his eyes: Jin Ling has come personally, and these people still want to escape with their abilities?

dream!