A Cai's works: The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1877 The Emperor's Sword, Kyushu Order
The first step is the hardest. After taking the first step, Feng Qingchen will go to the end no matter how difficult the road ahead is. Feng Qingchen will exert his body's resilience to the extreme.
Walking forward step by step, when he reached a dangerous place, Feng Qingchen didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that he would accidentally blow the silver thread and then be in trouble...
"This is a life-threatening pace." Feng Qingchen was so tired that he was breathing heavily. His limbs were sore, but he didn't dare to stretch them. He hunched in a small corner, guarding carefully, fearing that his sweat would fall and hit the silver and money, causing him to fail.
"Stay stable. You can come out tomorrow." The Ninth Prince's voice of advice came from not far away.
He stood behind her and saw all of Feng Qingchen's difficulties. He knew it was not easy to reach the center of the bamboo forest.
"No... I will die of thirst here without food or water." She has a smart medical kit, but is there a place for her to open it?
She stood here to rest, and had to keep her right foot on tiptoe, her left leg straightened backward, her body tense, her head leaning to the right, and her hands stretched out one in front and one to the right. In this situation, she couldn't eat even if she had something to eat.
If she wasn't full, she wouldn't have the strength to move forward.
"Give it back." Although the Emperor's Sword is important, it is not as important as Feng Qingchen.
"Having come this far, do you think I should be willing to retreat?" Feng Qingchen didn't dare to look back. After his breathing stabilized, he continued to move forward.
Feng Qingchen walked very slowly. She could remember the layout of the silver lines in front of her even with her eyes closed. But even so, Feng Qingchen almost bumped into the silver lines several times. However, the Ninth Prince and the others could not see these at all.
As Feng Qingchen gradually moved towards the center, the Ninth Prince and Snow Wolf could only guess Feng Qingchen's position and movements based on the part where the silver and money were blocked.
It took Feng Qingchen two hours to walk a distance of about two to three hundred meters. Finally, when she felt her whole body was about to stiffen, she saw an open space in the middle that was big enough for a person to stand upright.
"There has never been a moment like now when I feel that standing up is a happiness." Feng Qingchen almost cried when he stepped out of the silver wire net and straightened his hunched back.
She really felt that her waist was about to break. After two rounds of this silver thread, Feng Qingchen was sure that her body's flexibility had improved a level, and she might be able to turn defense into offense in the future.
Ahem... now is not the time to think about these things.
Feng Qingchen squatted down, took out a small knife from the smart medical bag, and dug up the soil that was obviously different from other places. Not long after digging, he saw an ebony box. Feng Qingchen reached out and took it out.
The box was buried straight down, half a person's height, the size of an inkstone, and not too heavy. Feng Qingchen held it in his arms and opened the box. Inside was an extremely ordinary, extremely ordinary sword.
At least in Feng Qingchen's eyes, this sword really has nothing special about it, it's neither bright nor dark, as for the material? Feng Qingchen couldn't tell if it was special, but there was a pattern on the hilt that looked very familiar to Feng Qingchen.
"It's very similar to the pattern on my token." Feng Qingchen took a closer look and found that they were exactly the same, but this pattern was larger and brighter.
If this is really the Emperor's Sword, then the token in his hand is probably related to the previous dynasty.
"Never mind, let's take it out first." Feng Qingchen closed the sword box and put it into the smart medical bag.
"The sword has been taken out, won't the silver and money disappear?" Feng Qingchen looked at the bamboo forest that had not changed at all, and for a moment she wanted to cry.
It's difficult for people to pass through this silver forest. Without a smart medical kit, who the hell can get out with a sword on their back?
"This is definitely a life-threatening rhythm." Feng Qingchen cursed inwardly and resigned himself to his fate as he drilled deeper into the silver thread.
This kind of thing, there is no such thing as a first time is a second time, once you have mastered the trick, you still have to be careful and can't relax. Feng Qingchen was just as careful as when he came, and his speed was just as slow, or even slower.
Her waist was aching.
"Even if this damn place is filled with mountains of silver and gold, I will never come here again." Feng Qingchen felt that his waist was no longer his own. It was so sore that he could hardly stand up straight.
After walking most of the way, the sky gradually brightened. Feng Qingchen looked at the silver line which was getting lighter and lighter, feeling anxious.
Damn, if she doesn’t hurry up, it will be dawn and she really won’t be able to go out.
Feng Qingchen ignored the pain in his back and gritted his teeth to speed up...
The Ninth Prince and the Lizard Man looked at the gradually brightening sky and felt anxious. They were afraid that Feng Qingchen would be halfway there and then daybreak would come...
In this case, Feng Qingchen would have to maintain a fixed posture for the entire day and wait until dark before he could continue moving forward.
"Ahhh..." The color of the silver line gradually faded. The lizardmen were turning around in a hurry, and the snow wolves were rolling on the ground in a hurry. When they saw Feng Qingchen's figure, they were not happy, but secretly worried about her.
There was still about fifty meters to go, Feng Qingchen had to hurry, otherwise she would really be stuck. In the silver line, maintaining the same posture for a whole day was definitely a torture.
Feng Qingchen herself was also very anxious, but the more anxious she was, the more she dared not speed up, for fear that something might go wrong and all her efforts would be wasted.
The Ninth Prince knew this truth, and when Feng Qingchen was getting closer and closer to them, he glanced at them coldly, signaling the lizardman and the snow wolf to be quiet and not create a tense atmosphere.
The snow wolf immediately stretched out its front paws and blocked its mouth, while maintaining an upright posture to show that it was cooperating. The lizard man did not understand what the Ninth Prince meant, looked at the snow wolf, hesitated for a moment, and then obediently followed the snow wolf, blocked his mouth, and then did not speak or move.
The world was quiet, and the Ninth Prince nodded with satisfaction, his eyes resting on Feng Qingchen. Seeing Feng Qingchen folding himself into a ball and stretching himself out in various strange postures, the Ninth Prince was sure again that he was really no good!
Thirty meters... twenty meters... ten meters
The sky was getting brighter and brighter. The silver line that was like a glow stick in the darkness was now just a little shadow. Soon, there was no shadow at all. Feng Qingchen could not see where the silver line was at all.
Feng Qingchen was getting closer and closer to the exit. He was only about three meters away when the day dawned...
"It's gone." Feng Qingchen remained sideways and dared not move.
At this moment, there was not even a trace of shadow, and the silver lines completely disappeared. Even though she was in the bamboo forest, she could not see where the silver lines were, but she knew that these silver lines did not disappear, they were right in front of her.
what to do?
The lizardman and the snow wolf looked at the Ninth Uncle at the same time, questioning with their eyes.
There's nothing I can do.
If it was dark, he could light a torch to illuminate the surroundings, but now it was day, how could he darken this empty bamboo forest?
"Oh my God, you are definitely kidding me." Feng Qingchen was about to cry.
Since she couldn't see the silver line anywhere, it meant that she couldn't move at all now. If she maintained this posture until dark, she would definitely die!
“Help!”