A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 1986 Roll, There Must Be One Living

"Bang..."

"puff……"

The sound of a palm hitting the chest and the sound of a sword piercing the body rang out simultaneously.

A trace of blood escaped from the corner of the Ghost King's mouth. He lowered his head to look at the sword that pierced his abdomen, then looked at the motionless Ninth Uncle, totally unable to believe that this was true.

This man was not knocked away by his palm. How is that possible? How did he do it?

The Ghost King opened his mouth to ask, but the Ninth Prince did not give him a chance. He stepped back, drew his sword, and rushed forward again...

The Ghost King was extremely grateful that his heart was naturally different from that of other people, otherwise, after the sword stabbed and then pulled out, he would have no chance of survival.

When the Ninth Prince attacked again desperately, the Ghost King's first reaction was not to fight back, but to escape!

The murderous aura emanating from the Ninth Prince frightened him, and he had no courage to fight again. Ever since he came out of the underground mausoleum, he had never experienced what fear was, but the man in front of him made him experience fear again.

The ghost king had fled, so the people from the Hundred Ghosts Palace naturally didn't dare to fight again. Madam Min saw that the situation was one-sided, and was afraid that the Ninth Prince would come back to settle accounts with her, so she ran to the edge of the cliff without saying a word, and under the protection of the black-clad warriors, she jumped off the cliff...

Naturally, Madam Min would not seek death. She jumped from this place because she had arrangements below, and even if she jumped down, it would not cost her life.

Her opponent was Dong Lingjiu, the child she had watched grow up in the dark. She naturally knew how cruel this child could be when he became ruthless. Just in case, she had left herself a way out early on, which she did not expect to come in handy.

There was hardly any intact part on the Ninth Prince's body, and his internal organs were injured by the Ghost King. He looked as if he had crawled out of a sea of ​​blood. If they were ordinary people, they would have fallen to the ground even if they didn't die. But the Ninth Prince held on. Not only did he hold on, his speed was as fast as if he hadn't been injured. The Ghost King had nowhere to escape from the Ninth Prince's chase.

"Damn it." The Ghost King had never been so embarrassed before. He shook off the blood on his hands angrily and pressed his wound again. Seeing that the Ninth Prince was getting closer and closer to him, the Ghost King had no choice but to throw the Jiuzhou Token he had just snatched at Su Wenqing who was standing beside him.

For the token and Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince abandoned Feng Qingchen. The Ghost King's move hit the Ninth Prince's soft spot. At the moment when the token hit Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince decisively gave up chasing the Ghost King and jumped into the air to catch the token...

When he looked up again, the Ghost King was no longer there.

The Ninth Prince did not chase after him anymore. Instead, he turned around and joined the battle circle, continuing to fight with the Hundred Ghosts Palace and all the people standing in front of him. At this moment, the Ninth Prince had no enemy or friend in his eyes.

When Bu Jingyun settled Qin Baoer and came over, he saw the Ninth Uncle who was bloodthirsty. Knowing the Ninth Uncle's situation, Bu Jingyun quickly ordered the people he brought to retreat: "Hurry, run, run..."

As he spoke, he drew his sword and stepped forward, standing in front of the Ninth Prince.

Bu Jingyun was no match for the Ninth Prince's uncle. Fortunately, after the fierce battle, the Ninth Prince's movements had slowed down a lot, and Bu Jingyun was barely able to withstand a few moves from the Ninth Prince's uncle.

Xuan Shaoqi opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground, he saw the Ninth Uncle fighting with Bu Jingyun. Before Xuan Shaoqi could figure out what was going on, he saw Qin Baoer, who was placed in a safe place by Bu Jingyun, running over and yelling, "Brother Jiuqing, Brother Jingyun, what's wrong with you, stop fighting, stop fighting, Baoer is fine, it's okay."

"Brother Jiuqing, Brother Jingyun, the bad guys have all run away, please stop fighting."

Qin Baoer was so anxious that she rushed forward regardless of the danger...

Xuan Shaoqi was leaning on the corpse behind him. When he heard Qin Baoer's words, he was completely stunned.

Jiuqing? Lan Jiuqing?

The Ninth Prince is Lan Jiuqing? What's going on?

Also, there seems to be something wrong with the Ninth Uncle.

What on earth was going on? Xuan Shaoqi found that his brain was not enough. He looked around but did not hear Feng Qingchen's voice. He was startled and shouted, "Ninth Uncle, where is Qingchen?"

The answer was the sword of the Ninth Prince that was moving faster and faster. Xuan Shaoqi felt more and more uneasy, and he shouted with all his might, "Dong Ling Jiu, where is Qing Chen? Where is he?"

"Qingchen..." The Ninth Prince's movements came to an abrupt halt. The sword that was originally stabbing at Bu Jingyun froze in mid-air, and the whole person also stood still.

Fortunately, the person fighting with him at this time was Bu Jingyun. If it was an enemy, even if the Ninth Prince had nine lives, it would not be enough to die.

The Ninth Prince stopped, but Bu Jingyun did not. The tip of the sword passed through the Ninth Prince's chest, and finally knocked the sword out of the Ninth Prince's hand...

"Brother Jingyun, how could you hurt Jiuqing?" Qin Baoer rushed over and saw this scene. Regardless of her weak body, she ran forward in a hurry: "Brother Jiuqing, are you okay..."

"roll……"

He stretched out his hand to touch the Ninth Prince Uncle, but he failed to even touch the corner of the Ninth Prince Uncle's clothes, and was swatted away by the Ninth Prince Uncle.

"Baoer." Bu Jingyun rushed forward quickly and caught Qin Baoer before she fell to the ground.

"Ahem..." Qin Bao'er didn't fall to the ground, and she survived. After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Qin Bao'er shrank into Bu Jingyun's arms and asked pitifully, "Brother Jingyun, what happened?"

"It's okay, Jiuqing is unconscious." Bu Jingyun didn't dare to look at the Ninth Uncle, and comforted Qin Baoer in a low voice.

Seeing Qin Baoer's ignorant and clear eyes, Bu Jingyun's heart ached and he wished he could just disappear and not have to face what was going to happen next.

"Oh... then when Brother Jiuqing wakes up, he will pay attention to me, right?" Qin Baoer smiled. Bu Jingyun didn't want her to be sad, so he nodded with a smile that was uglier than crying: "Yes."

"That's good, Brother Jingyun, help me up, and let's go find Brother Jiuqing. He's in too much danger." Qin Baoer looked worried. Bu Jingyun was also worried about the Ninth Uncle's condition, but he didn't dare to get close at all. He was afraid of seeing the Ninth Uncle's blaming and disappointed eyes. Now that Qin Baoer said so, he helped Qin Baoer over.

"Ninth Uncle, where is Qingchen?" At this time, Xuan Shaoqi had already crawled up from the ground, and moved to the front of the Ninth Uncle with difficulty, asking him about the whereabouts of Feng Qingchen.

The Ninth Prince's consciousness had been restored, but the chill in his body had not diminished at all. Hearing Xuan Shaoqi's question, the Ninth Prince did not even raise his eyelids, but just said coldly: "It's okay."

The Tongsheng Mantra had already taken effect the moment Qingchen fell. He could clearly tell himself and everyone that Qingchen was fine.

However, the Tongsheng Curse would not tell him whether their child was okay or not.

With his heart weeping, the Ninth Prince did not want to talk anymore and turned to walk towards where Su Wenqing was.

One of Su Wenqing and his child must be alive.

But there were some blind people who blocked his way...