1562 is in hand, the one who laughs last is the winner

Before deciding to shoot, Feng Qingchen thought about the possibility that the people around Nanling Jinfan would block the bullet for him. So she did not shoot Nanling Jinfan in the head.

The time from the gunshot to the shooting was enough for Nanling Jinfan and his guards to react. Nanling Jinfan was sitting, and if Feng Qingchen shot him in the head, the guards would have to use their bodies to block the bullet for him. No matter how powerful the bullets from her pistol were, they couldn't penetrate the body.

But shooting the wrist is different.

Nanling Jinfan was sitting there, and the guards couldn't lie down for a while, so the ones who reacted quickly used their hands to block.

This is not...

Things happened just as she expected. The bullet passed through the guard's palm and finally shot into Nanling Jinfan's wrist. Nanling Jinfan felt pain and the hidden weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Ah..." Nanling Jinfan felt pain, his face turned pale, and his left hand tightly grasped his bloody right wrist.

In comparison, the guard who blocked the bullet for him was in good condition. His palm was just shot through and the bullet did not remain in his palm, so he just needed to be bandaged.

The injured guard did not treat his wounds first, but ran towards the source of the gunshots.

The uninjured guard stepped forward and blocked Nanling Jinfan behind him. At the same time, he drew the big knife from his waist and scanned the surroundings with his wolf-like eyes.

"That was a close call." Feng Qingchen looked at the two guards working in perfect harmony and secretly thanked himself for running fast.

The Ninth Prince and the six guards were also distracted by the gunshots. The Ninth Prince did not expect Feng Qingchen to come, and was worried about her at first, but was relieved when he saw that Nanling Jin's men did not find Feng Qingchen.

He took the time to glance at Nanling Jinfan and saw the hidden weapon he dropped on the ground. The Ninth Prince immediately understood why Feng Qingchen took the risk of shooting.

If Feng Qingchen hadn't fired the shot, he might have been the one hit. Even if he wouldn't be hurt by the hidden weapon, he would have been restrained in order to avoid it.

Feng Qingchen's shot came at just the right time.

Sure enough, without Feng Qingchen, his life would be incomplete.

The corners of the Ninth Prince's lips slightly raised, but his eyes became more fierce, and his sword moves suddenly changed from gentle to domineering...

The six guards were caught off guard and suffered a great loss. When they reacted, they immediately changed their tactics and started fighting with the Ninth Prince.

The moves were brutal and each one aimed at the fatal parts, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen was busy hiding from Nanling Jinfan's guards and had no time to appreciate the fatal moves of both sides.

The guard with the injured palm searched for Feng Qingchen for a long time but couldn't find him, so he retreated discouraged and knelt in front of Nanling Jinfan to apologize.

Although Nanling Jinfan was a vicious person, he was still nice to his own people. Nanling Jinfan did not blame them, but asked them to bandage their wounds.

When the injured man had bandaged his wound and could continue to perform the task of protecting him, Nanling Jinfan asked another guard to help him dig the bullet out of his wrist.

The guard was also a courageous man. He found some dead leaves and lit a small fire. After roasting the dagger on the fire, he stabbed it into the wound...

There was a puff sound, and Feng Qingchen seemed to smell the aroma of barbecue.

Nanling Jinfan's face turned pale with pain, his teeth chattered, and sweat broke out on his forehead. But the guard remained calm, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he dug out the bullet.

"Ah..." Nanling Jinfan screamed in pain: "Feng Qingchen, get out here." Looking across the entire Jiuzhou Continent, the only person who could use this kind of hidden weapon was Feng Qingchen.

Nanling Jinfan gritted his teeth, his face turned pale and looked scary.

Feng Qingchen hid in the dark, with his right hand on his chest, biting the gun with his teeth, leaning against the stone, listening quietly to the movement in front.

"Your Highness, please bear with it for a while." The guard who dug out the bullet for Nanling Jinfan put the dagger on the fire again. When the dagger became hot, he swept the red dagger across Nanling Jinfan's wound.

With a "hiss", the smell of burnt meat came, and Nanling Jinfan's wound healed instantly, with no more bleeding.

When medical resources are severely scarce, this is definitely a good way to stop bleeding. Although the cost is a bit high, it is better than nothing.

Nanling Jinfan's mouth was twisted in pain, and he didn't have the strength to scold Feng Qingchen at this time. Nanling Jinfan leaned on the chair, staring at the Ninth Uncle with a pair of vicious eyes.

"Kill him. No matter the consequences." At this moment, Nanling Jinfan was determined to drag the Ninth Prince to be buried with him even if Yuhua Lanzhi had to give up.

He and the Ninth Prince are very similar in one thing, that is, if they can't get it, they will be destroyed. Since he can't snatch Yuhua Lanzhi, then he will drag the Ninth Prince to die with him...

"Mad man." Feng Qingchen cursed inwardly. Little did he know that the Ninth Prince had done something similar before.

After receiving the order, the six guards no longer cared about Yuhua and Lanzhi. They let go of their hands and feet completely and pounced on the Ninth Prince fiercely, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

The Ninth Prince was a little overwhelmed by the combined attack of six people. He looked up at the swaying weeds not far away, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

When the six people launched another joint attack, the Ninth Prince retreated without hesitation, grabbed the vines on the cave with his left hand, and jumped up with the force. With a flip, he jumped to the top of the cave: "Nanling Jinfan, I will not play with you anymore."

The Ninth Prince turned around and ran along the top of the mountain. The six guards had a tacit understanding. Four of them grabbed the vines and jumped up to chase the Ninth Prince, while the other two rushed into the cave to pick Yuhua Lanzhi.

"Jade box." Before entering the cave, the two men shouted loudly in the direction of Nanling Jinfan.

The guard beside Nanling Jinfan immediately threw a half-meter-high jade box to him: "Catch it."

The two men took the jade box and hurried into the cave.

The Ninth Prince's sudden giving up shocked Nanling Jinfan so much. After he came to his senses, he had no time to think about why the Ninth Prince suddenly let go. He only cared about whether he could get Yuhua Lanzhi successfully.

"Ah..." A shrill scream came from the cave. Nanling Jinfan and the two guards' faces changed drastically. Nanling Jinfan winked at the injured man and asked him to go in and check.

The man did not hesitate and ran quickly towards the cave entrance, but just as he reached the cave entrance, he heard his companion's warning from inside: "Don't come in, catch it!"

As he spoke, the half-meter-high jade box flew out of the cave again.

The injured guard held the jade box and hurriedly stopped, but his forward lean allowed him to see a white shadow flashing by in the cave. But just after the white shadow flashed by, a monkey's roar suddenly came from the cave, and the whole cave collapsed the next second.

What's going on?

Things happened too quickly and everyone was completely confused about the situation. At the moment the cave collapsed, the Ninth Prince leaped up and flew down, but the four guards following him were in a terrible state.

They were a step too slow and were buried along with the sinking cave.

"Ah..." The moment the four people fell, they only had time to hear a scream of fear. The following sound was directly drowned out by the rumbling sound of the cave collapsing.

But at this time, no one cared about their lives. Nanling Jinfan's full attention was on Yuhua Lanzhi.

"Your Highness." The injured guard held the jade box in front of Nanling Jinfan.

Nanling Jinfan took it, opened it and saw that the jade-colored Yuhua Lanzhi was lying quietly in the jade box.

Nanling Jinfan was so excited that he couldn't take his eyes off him for a long time. It was the guard beside him who reminded him, "Your Highness, we must leave immediately."

They lost six people in an instant. If the Ninth Prince came back at this time, they would not be his match at all.

"Yes, let's go." Nanling Jinfan quickly closed the jade box and gave the order with a nervous look on his face.

But it was too late.

The moment they turned around, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen walked towards Nanling Jinfan slowly.

Nanling Jinfan wanted to leave at this time? Where to go?

A word to readers: The tenth update is finally out. My hands are too tired to lift them. Please forgive me if tomorrow's update is a little late. Of course, Acai will try to write it out as early as possible...