1851 In time, fortunately I turned back

Feng Qingchen was touched by Xia Wan and Chun Hui's loyalty, but was angry at their overestimation of their own capabilities. They thought they were the Left Bank, and could go through wind and rain. Wouldn't it be a nuisance for them to rush in at this time?

Feng Qingchen shouted loudly: "I said, don't worry about me and Feng Jin, you run by yourselves, otherwise no one can escape." The most important thing at this time is to escape.

"Girls..." Xia Wan and Chun Hui refused to leave, and rushed in regardless of the fire. Seeing that Xia Wan and Chun Hui did not obey orders, Feng Qingchen became angry and cursed: "What's the point of you two running here? Can you put out the fire or carry Feng Jin and me out? What can you do by rushing in?"

Feng Qingchen had a furious look on his face, and he stood in the fire with an even more powerful aura. Xia Wan and Chun Hui were stunned and couldn't move.

"Stupid." Feng Qingchen cursed, and as he rushed out, he kicked the two of them: "Why don't you leave? Are you waiting for me to save you?"

"I dare not." Xia Wan and Chun Hui quickly gathered their minds and ran forward behind Feng Qingchen. At this time, Zuo An and his master also jumped into the fire: "Hurry up and save people." Zuo An held Feng Qingchen and said to her: "Hold the snow wolf, let's go."

"Snow Wolf, come here." In the fire, the Snow Wolf's coat of fur had been burnt to nothingness. The Snow Wolf screamed angrily. Looking at its appearance, there was no doubt that it would tear the arsonist to pieces as soon as it got out before it would calm down.

"Snap..." The moment Feng Qingchen grabbed the snow wolf, Zuo An threw out the Flying Tiger Claw, and with the help of the gravity of the Flying Tiger Claw, he took a deep breath and lifted Feng Qingchen and the snow wolf up.

The three men and the wolf flew out of the sea of ​​fire, but before they could land safely, they were spotted by the man in black who set the fire: "They got out, shoot them."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The flaming arrows shot towards Zuo An, Xue Lang and Feng Qingchen like meteors. Among them, Feng Qingchen suffered the most and bore most of the attacks.

Zuo'an held Feng Qingchen in one hand and pulled Feng Qingchen with the other hand. He was completely unable to ward off the arrow in front of him. He could only barely avoid the vital points and watched the arrow shoot into his body.

Tsk... the arrow hit the person, the flower on the arrowhead immediately went out, and the smell of barbecue came.

"Ah..." Feng Qingchen screamed in pain. She saw an arrow stuck in her chest. The fire on the arrowhead had not yet gone out. The smell of burnt meat was blown by the wind and hit her face...

The arrow was on fire, and when shot, in addition to being shot by the arrow, Feng Qingchen also had to endure the pain of being burned by the fire. The pain made Feng Qingchen's face turn pale, and he curled up forward, unable to help but curse under his breath: "It hurts so damn much."

"Sister, wuwu...sister." In the chaos, Feng Qingchen could still hear Feng Jin's crying, but she was too powerless to look back.

"Qingchen." Zuo An called out worriedly, and moved his wrist, trying to pull Feng Qingchen and the snow wolf closer, but the snow wolf was too heavy and Zuo An couldn't move at all.

"I won't die, don't worry about me." Another wave of arrows flew over. Feng Qingchen endured the pain, turned around with difficulty, and protected Feng Jin behind him to prevent Feng Jin from being hurt by the stray arrows.

"Awoo...Awoo." The snow wolf was shot and went crazy with pain. Without waiting for Feng Qingchen to speak, it pulled out the long arrow in its chest.

The arrow had a hook, and when the Snow Wolf pulled it out, it tore a blood vessel, and blood spurted out directly.

"Awoo...Awoo." The snow wolf screamed in pain and struggled hard to shake off Feng Qingchen's hand. The snow wolf fell straight down.

"Snow Wolf..." Feng Qingchen shouted, but she and Zuo An were about to land. No matter how capable Zuo An was, he couldn't turn back to save Snow Wolf at this distance.

"Awoo...Awoo." The snow wolf's panicked cry resounded through the sky, drowning out all the shouts of killing. When the Ninth Prince arrived, he just saw the snow wolf falling down.

"Stupid wolf." The Ninth Prince jumped into the air, stepped on the flying arrow with his toes, and arrived in front of the Snow Wolf in one jump. Seeing that the Snow Wolf was about to fall, the Ninth Prince drew out the long soft sword at his waist, swung it towards the Snow Wolf, and grabbed the Snow Wolf's leg with the tip of the sword.

"At least I didn't fall into the mud." Feng Qingchen fell to the ground, covering his wound and gasping for breath.

Tonight, they were in such a mess.

Pah… The snow wolf fell to the ground, face down, with a mouthful of mud. Fortunately, the Ninth Prince pulled it back, slowing down its momentum. The fall was not painful, but the wound was bleeding.

The snow wolf climbed up and licked its wounds...

After the Ninth Prince rescued the Snow Wolf, he didn't have time to catch his breath before the men in black attacked him. Archers also shot arrows at him in secret from time to time, and the Ninth Prince was entangled and unable to escape.

In the firelight, the figure of the Ninth Prince rose and fell rapidly, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, making it difficult to see clearly. All one knew was that when the figure of the Ninth Prince flashed by, blood would splatter in front of him.

At this time, Master Zuo An also brought Xia Wan and Chun Hui out. With Feng Qingchen as a target, Chun Hui and Xia Wan were not attacked much. Only Chun Hui's foot was scratched by a stray arrow, but it did not affect her walking.

"Miss, are you hurt?" Chun Hui and Xia Wan crawled to Feng Qingchen as soon as they landed. Looking at Feng Qingchen covered in blood, they blamed themselves.

"Well, help me untie Feng Jin." The wound was on his chest, Feng Qingchen didn't dare to move. Xia Wan and Chun Hui hurriedly went around behind Feng Qingchen and carried Feng Jin out.

Feng Jin's little face was red from the smoke from the fire, and her eyes were red from crying. When she saw Feng Qingchen, she immediately opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, I'm scared, Feng Jin is scared. Sister, hold me, hold Feng Jin..."

Such a young child, no matter how smart and mature he is, would be terrified when encountering such a thing. Feng Qingchen wanted to comfort Feng Jin, but in her current state, she really couldn't hold Feng Jin.

"Feng Jin, be obedient and let Chun Hui hold me first. I'm bleeding. Wait for the others to hold me first." Feng Qingchen pointed at her wound. Feng Jin stopped crying immediately and looked at Feng Qingchen nervously: "It doesn't hurt, Feng Jin, blow on me."

"Sister, it doesn't hurt. Feng Jin, be good and don't cry." Feng Qingchen touched Feng Jin's face, turned around and pointed to a blind spot and said, "Help me go over there."

The few of them sitting here are clearly targets for their archery. They just need to find a blind spot to hide and pay attention to the front.

Feng Qingchen took out his gun and walked towards the corner with the support of Xia Wan. Occasionally, if someone came over without paying attention, Feng Qingchen would shoot him with a bullet.

The joining of Master Zuo An and Zuo An greatly relieved the pressure on the Ninth Uncle. The aggressive men in black gradually showed signs of defeat and were no match for the Ninth Uncle and his entourage.

"Retreat." Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black immediately withdrew his attack. Before leaving, he glared fiercely at the direction where Feng Qingchen was, as if he wanted to launch another attack at Feng Qingchen before leaving.

This alone is enough to prove that this group of men in black are not coming for Feng Jin, but for Feng Qingchen.

Humph... In the darkness, Feng Qingchen sneered and pointed her gun at the other party. Once the other party walked into the range, she could shoot. The result...