1781 As I said, you will suffer for your own mistakes

Although Nanling Jinfan repeatedly emphasized that Feng Qingchen was not an ordinary woman and that she was more cunning and insidious than men, he still inevitably neglected certain details. In some cases, he still treated Feng Qingchen as a woman rather than an opponent.

Not to mention that group of weirdos, in their eyes Feng Qingchen was at most a woman with more brains and courage. They had never regarded Feng Qingchen as an opponent. In their eyes, Feng Qingchen was just the woman of the Ninth Prince, and no matter how powerful a woman was, she could not turn the tables.

Such negligence and carelessness are enough to be fatal.

When Nanling Jinfan was in high spirits and galloping on his horse, trying to drag Feng Qingchen away like a prisoner with the horse, he found that there was nothing behind him and the horse was galloping forward in an extremely light posture.

"Where are the people?" Nanling Jinfan pulled the reins. The strange people in front were confused and stopped and turned their horses around when they saw this.

The two words after "happened..." are directly changed into "o".

"Where is Feng Qingchen?" The strange man in white jumped off the horse and pulled the rope behind Nanling Jinfan's horse. The knot was still there and there was blood on the rope, but where is she?

"Damn it, I let her run away." Nanling Jinfan knew without thinking that he had fallen into Feng Qingchen's hands again, and his expression was as ugly as it could be.

"Okay, forget about that. The most important thing is to escape." The strange man in white was very dissatisfied. If Nanling Jinfan had not insisted on torturing Feng Qingchen, how would Feng Qingchen have had a chance to escape.

It's really shameful that they let the hostage escape from their hands.

Nanling Jinfan was so angry that he whipped the horse hard. The horse screamed in pain, but it was still not satisfied: "Feng Qingchen, we are not done yet."

The strange man in white laughed sinisterly and jumped on his horse. The others no longer paid attention to Nanling Jinfan, but just as they were spurring their horses to continue running away, sharp arrows flew out from both sides.

Duh…duh…

The archer had great arm strength, and each arrow was like a sharp blade, whistling with great force. The monsters dodged one after another, but the horse did not know how to dodge, and was hit by the arrow, leaving only the arrow feathers outside.

"What a strong force." The strange man in white was terrified. If he was hit by this arrow, he would probably be pierced directly.

"The Si family's archer." Nanling Jinfan was also surprised: "Si Cheng is here, the person next to the Ninth Prince is Si Cheng?" Nanling Jinfan understood instantly.

"Assholes, Yuwen Yuanhua and the Ninth Prince did this on purpose, using Yecheng as a platform for the transfer of military power." Nanling Jinfan's frustration can be imagined as he was busy for the Ninth Prince once again.

"What are you mumbling about? Why don't you run away?" The strange man in white was furious when he saw Nanling Jinfan not moving.

“Shut up.” Nanling Jinfan had a sinister look on his face, and this shout scared the strange man in white: “You…”

"Say one more word and I'll kill you." Nanling Jinfan was filled with rage. Coupled with the arrogance of a royal family member, he could not tolerate the repeated insults from the strange man in white.

The strange man in white was so frightened that he dared not make a sound, but he did not dare to stay too far away from Nanling Jinfan. He was not a cowardly or incompetent person, but Nanling Jinfan was too terrifying at this moment, making him feel like he had seen his master.

No wonder the master chose this person. The strange man in white did not dare to insult Nanling Jinfan anymore. Seeing that Nanling Jinfan's breath had stabilized, he said respectfully: "Your Highness, we should go now."

Nanling Jinfan's expression eased a little. He nodded to the man in white and rode forward, carefully avoiding the rain of arrows coming from both sides. However, he bumped into the man in front of him after only taking two steps.

"The road ahead is blocked and we can't pass." The man shouted anxiously, both anxious and angry.

"What should we do now?" The strange man in white looked at Nanling Jinfan. Nanling Jinfan calmed down at this time: "Why panic? The Si family's Divine Archery Battalion has a limited number of people. Even if Si Cheng brings all of them, he can only ambush us along a section of the road. Let's go into the forest. Archers have no advantage in the forest."

In order to avoid the Ninth Prince, they took a small path with many bushes on both sides. Although they knew that there would be dangers in the forest, it was better than being trapped here.

The road ahead was blocked, and there were archers surrounding them from behind. Going into the woods was their only option. The strange man in white had no better solution: "Split into two groups. The forest is so big, it will be more difficult for them to find us."

"That's right. Let's meet up at the old place." Nanling Jinfan abandoned his horse and ran to the left. The strange man in white followed him. The others dispersed, in twos and threes, either left or right.

When there is no way out, hiding in the woods is naturally the safest way, but Nanling Jinfan forgot how many soldiers the Ninth Prince brought to Yecheng.

Five hundred thousand soldiers and horses!

The Ninth Prince's men were clearly numerous and powerful. Unless Nanling Jinfan was hiding in a vast primeval forest, the Ninth Prince's men would be able to send people to find him no matter where he was hiding.

"He's coming as expected." Si Cheng, who was hiding in the tree, licked his lips when he saw a figure flash in: his arrows, Si Cheng's, never missed their targets. Except for the Ninth Prince, no one else had dodged them, and these four people would be no exception.

Three long black arrows were covered by dead leaves, and the arrowheads slowly moved in the direction of the four people...

Speed, wind force, none of them can produce anything!

Si Cheng is a very patient hunter. He won't act rashly unless he is absolutely sure, and he will never let himself down once he takes action.

When the Ninth Prince dodged his arrow, he was not disappointed, right?

They were too far away, and Si Cheng couldn't see the faces of the four people clearly, but he didn't care. He just needed to bring everyone in the forest back.

ten

Nine

…

five

The four men were getting closer and closer to the shooting range, and Si Cheng's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, until it could not even be heard.

three

two

Si Cheng counted silently in his heart. When he counted to one, the arrow flew out with a whoosh, so fast that people thought they were dazzled.

"Be careful, there's an ambush."

The arrows were extremely fast, more than ten times faster than the arrows shooting at them from outside. They watched the arrows coming towards them, unable to dodge.

It was getting closer and closer, and they could even see the black arrows piercing through their clothes and piercing themselves fiercely.

"Wow..." The first person who was hit by the arrow was thrown out and spit out blood heavily. The other three were not much better off. One arrow even hit two people and tied them tightly together.

Three arrows were shot at the same time, but they arrived one after another, leaving people with no way to hide. Three arrows hit four people. This was not Si Cheng's best battle line, but when he walked over and saw the "prey" he shot, the young marshal smiled with satisfaction.

As expected... Yuwen Yuanhua was his lucky star. The more unlucky Yuwen Yuanhua was, the luckier he was. He did everything very well in Yecheng.

Si Cheng was very satisfied with his performance and sent out a signal to notify his subordinates to drag the people down. Meanwhile, Ling Mo and the man who had entered the forest started a cat-and-mouse game...

"If we don't catch Nanling Jinfan this time, it will be a shame for Master Fu's sacrifice." Feng Qingchen stood on a high place and looked into the distance...

Jiuqing, I have avenged half of your revenge, and the remaining half will be here soon.