1395 Passing by, direct action is the most practical

Help!

The two words came to Feng Qingchen's lips, but he didn't say them out loud. It wasn't that he couldn't speak, but that he couldn't...

Besides her, there was only Xuan Shaoqi in the mountains. He himself was in danger and couldn't escape. If he heard her cry for help, he might take risks. She couldn't let Xuan Shaoqi take risks for her.

Two ghost shadows rushed towards her. Feng Qingchen could only move her right hand, and she only had a dagger in her hand. She could only deal with one. As for the other one, she could only risk getting injured.

"I just hope that this ghost thing doesn't get infected with any corpse poison, otherwise it will be troublesome." Feng Qingchen leaned to the left and stabbed the dagger into the body of the ghost on the left. He exposed his right arm in front of the ghost on the right to protect his heart, lungs and other vital parts.

Feng Qingchen had prepared herself for getting injured, but at this moment, a gust of wind blew from behind her. When Feng Qingchen reacted, the ghost-like thing had disappeared, and a familiar person appeared beside her.

"Ninth Uncle, why are you here?" Feng Qingchen's voice rose unconsciously.

This man is injured, so why is he running around disobediently? Doesn’t he want to use his own hands?

"I was just passing by." The Ninth Prince glanced at Feng Qingchen, and when he was sure that Feng Qingchen was fine, he withdrew his gaze. In order to show that he was really just passing by, he added, "What are you, a woman, showing off? If I hadn't been passing by, you wouldn't have gotten into trouble today."

"Uh... you are really good at passing by." It's impossible for Feng Qingchen to believe what he said, but...

Feng Qingchen was very happy when she thought about the Ninth Prince showing up in times of danger, but she couldn't help but worry: "You..."

Before he could utter the words of concern, gusts of cold wind blew from the forest again, and the ghosts with blood-red eyes floated out again, but this time there were more of them, a total of sixteen ghosts.

"Be careful, I will deal with them." With a flash of sword, the Ninth Prince was already dozens of meters away from Feng Qingchen.

Those ghosts were not that difficult to deal with. They had no other moves and could only pounce on people. Even with one hand, it was not difficult for the Ninth Prince to deal with them, but...

The ghost shadows became more and more numerous. After sixteen ghost shadows disappeared, sixty-four appeared. Then Feng Qingchen could no longer count them. There were ghost shadows all around them, and Feng Qingchen's hair went numb.

The Ninth Prince was surrounded by ghosts, while Feng Qingchen himself was fighting with ghosts on the periphery.

"Something's wrong. It seems like the more we kill, the more there are. Should we stop?" Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince are not stupid. How could they not notice anything unusual?

"Leave one last shadow, don't kill it." The Ninth Prince spun on the spot, and the sword light streaked across the air, sweeping across the area in an instant. Even Feng Qingchen had to say that the Ninth Prince's move was too cool, but...

I always feel that the Ninth Prince's moves are a little familiar, but Feng Qingchen was quickly entangled by the ghost and had no time to think about it.

The two of them joined forces. Although Feng Qingchen didn't help much, he didn't cause any trouble either. When the last ghost shadow was left, the two of them tacitly dodged and didn't attack, so as not to attract more.

Although the forest is large, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen are not familiar with the terrain, and there are limited places to hide. The two dare not run around, so they just dodge around in small places.

In this way, it was inevitable that the two would bump into each other. The Ninth Prince did not say anything, but took Feng Qingchen's hand and protected Feng Qingchen in his arms.

Even though she was angry with the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen would never joke about her own safety. She would be safer with the Ninth Prince protecting her.

When the Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen and did not reject her, he was secretly delighted and felt that he had made the right decision to come here.

That kid Su Wenqing is still somewhat useful.

The two were hiding from ghosts in the forest. From the direction where Xuan Shaoqi was, the roar of wild boars could be heard from time to time, which made Feng Qingchen feel a little relieved.

If there is a sound, it means Xuan Shaoqi

It is safe.

The dodging situation lasted for an entire night, and as soon as the sun rose the next day, the ghost suddenly disappeared.

"Are there really ghosts in this world? Why does the shadow disappear as soon as the sun comes out?" Feng Qingchen was sweating profusely and his breathing was a little rapid.

The sweaty clothes stuck to my body, and my hair was tangled around my neck and face, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

The Ninth Prince put away his sword and smoothed Feng Qingchen's hair: "It's not a ghost, it's a master who has set up an array here." Seeing that Feng Qingchen did not say no, he wiped the sweat and dust off Feng Qingchen's face.

Oh, I can’t afford to hurt a man with mysophobia.

"Set up a formation? There is a formation on this mountain?" As a child who grew up under the red flag, Feng Qingchen knew the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, but she only knew the names. No matter in her past life or this life, she had no time to study that thing.

The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "It's the Yin Sha Formation. The ghost you saw is an illusion." Even if there really are ghosts in the world, he is not afraid of them.

"Phantom? If you knew that, why did you try so hard yesterday?" Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Prince, who was sweating profusely and his face was pale, and complained.

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 an array formed by Yin energy. Being hurt by ghost shadows will hurt your vitality." Although it won't take anyone's life, one will have to lie in bed for ten days to half a month.

"Ahem... Fortunately, nothing happened." Feng Qingchen realized his own ignorance and stopped asking. Seeing the Ninth Prince standing in front of him motionless, he said awkwardly, "Well, you are just passing by, why are you not leaving now?"

The Ninth Prince did not speak. He looked at Feng Qingchen in silence, with a flash of hurt in his eyes. Just when Feng Qingchen was about to collapse, the Ninth Prince finally said, "I will leave now."

"Wait a minute...how's your hand?" Feng Qingchen would never admit that he was soft-hearted.

"It's just a minor injury. Nothing serious." The whole city was alarmed by the injury, but Feng Qingchen could still ignore it. The injury was definitely not fatal.

"You are injured so badly, but it is still a minor injury. Can't you take better care of yourself? You are running around before your wound has healed. What if the wound splits? Your injury has become more serious because of the lack of timely treatment. If you get injured again, you may not be able to save your left arm." Feng Qingchen really hated the Ninth Prince for using such a cruel trick on her, because...

The Ninth Prince Uncle was always seriously injured, which made her angry and distressed. She had to stop the Ninth Prince Uncle from doing this, otherwise she would be bullied by him in the future.

As Feng Qingchen continued to criticize him, the Ninth Prince not only did not get angry, but smiled: "You are not angry anymore?"

"Who said I'm not angry anymore? I am still angry." Feng Qingchen said angrily.

"You are worried about me." So, he should not be angry.

"Who is worried about you? You don't even worry about yourself, so why should I worry about you? I just don't want to be accused of being ungrateful. Who asked you to save me last night?" In order to get her to see him, this man was willing to do anything. She was really mad at him.

"How are you going to repay me for saving your life? With your own body?"

"You're dreaming."

"It's broad daylight, I'm not dreaming." The Ninth Prince exerted a little force and hugged the person in his arms. Before Feng Qingchen could react, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Qingchen's lips.

He doesn't dream, he just does what he should do!

"put……"

"Um……"

The Ninth Prince pressed Feng Qingchen against the tree trunk and kissed her lips fiercely, not giving her a chance to speak.

Explanations are not as effective as actual actions. If he had directly pinned Feng Qingchen down that night and tortured her until she had no strength left, would he still be driven away?

Absolutely not! Because Feng Qingchen doesn't have that much strength!