2081 Exchange life, can't bear her death

Feng Qingchen was just guessing at first, but now he was certain that the Ghost King didn't know about the underwater volcano, so he told him everything he knew about the underwater volcano.

Feng Qingchen knew that the Ghost King was a suspicious and shrewd person, so he did not exaggerate. He just said at the end: "I don't know much. But I can be sure that if you detonate this volcano, none of us will survive."

"Impossible!" The Ghost King's veins bulged, and it was obvious that he was unwilling to face it, let alone accept it.

"You know I didn't lie to you." Feng Qingchen did not put down the gun as the Ghost King said, but continued to point it at the Ghost King. The secret guards did not retreat because the Ghost King had a hostage in his hand.

Hostages are sometimes divided into important and unimportant. The one captured by the Ghost King is their brother, to be sure, but he is not so important that they would ignore Feng Qingchen's safety.

The secret guards had been keeping an eye on the Ghost King. As long as the Ghost King showed a flaw, they would rush forward immediately. However, even though the Ghost King looked angry and disappointed, he did not let down his guard, and the secret guards had no chance at all.

Feng Qingchen saw that the Ghost King had fallen into a state of semi-madness, and was afraid that she would do something unwise. After thinking for a moment, he put the pistol on the ground and raised his hands: "How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?" Feng Qingchen's words caught the attention of the Ghost King.

"Your target is the emperor. I will be your hostage. You just close this fire cave." Feng Qingchen knew that the Ghost King did not want to die, and it would be easy to deal with him if he was afraid of death.

"You? You are so cunning, how do I know if you will play any tricks?" The Ghost King was tempted, but when he thought of Feng Qingchen's endless hidden weapons, he was worried that Feng Qingchen would do something dirty.

Feng Qingchen didn't say much, he just let his long hair down, combed his hair with his fingers, and then raised his hands in front of the Ghost King: "Look, there are no hidden weapons."

After saying this, he took off his coat, pulled out the knife tied to his calf and threw it together with the pistol, then rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs to prove that he was not carrying any concealed weapons.

"Is this okay?" Feng Qingchen raised his hands and took a step forward.

"Very good." The Ghost King was very satisfied this time. With Feng Qingchen in his hands, he was not worried that the Ninth Uncle would not surrender.

"Stop three steps away from me and tell the dog beside you to step back." The Ghost King pointed to the position in front of him and motioned Feng Qingchen to stand still.

"Madam..." The secret guard disagreed, Feng Qingchen ordered: "You retreat." Standing at the designated position, Feng Qingchen asked: "Now, can you tell me how to close this fire hole?"

To Feng Qingchen, this fire cave is like a knife hanging over her head. If it is not closed, she has no idea when the Ghost King will go crazy and drag everyone to be buried with him.

"Five steps to the upper left." The Ghost King pointed to a location, where the secret guard found a silver line: "My Lady, we found it."

"Shut it down." Feng Qingchen didn't doubt it at all. The Ghost King was more afraid of death than her. With her as a hostage, the Ghost King didn't need to die together with her.

The secret guards acted as instructed, and when they closed the crater, the Ghost King stepped forward, grabbed Feng Qingchen to his side, and ran out with Feng Qingchen...

“Chase them!” Upon seeing this, the other secret guards immediately followed them out, leaving only two of them to guard the fire cave to prevent anyone from opening it again.

After the Ghost King captured Feng Qingchen, he did not plan to return to the Hundred Ghosts Palace. He was sure that the Hundred Ghosts Palace had most likely become ruins. Even if he took Feng Qingchen back with him, he could not save the Hundred Ghosts Palace.

Instead of doing useless work, it is better to take Feng Qingchen out to sea. As long as Feng Qingchen is in hand, not only Dong Lingjiu but also the Fengli clan will be cautious.

The Ghost King had a good idea, but before he could act, he met the Ninth Prince who came hurriedly.

When the Ninth Prince saw the signal sent by the secret guards, he handed the battle over to the people around him and rushed to the island with a few trusted aides. As soon as he landed on the island, he saw the Ghost King holding Feng Qingchen hostage and running towards where the ship was docked.

The Ninth Prince's heart almost stopped beating. Feng Qingchen was pregnant. If anything happened to her, he would not be able to forgive himself. The Ninth Prince took a deep breath and walked forward...

The Ghost King also saw the Ninth Uncle at the first moment. He immediately stopped and waited for the Ninth Uncle.

The two were more than ten meters apart. The Ghost King grabbed Feng Qingchen's neck and blocked Feng Qingchen in front of him: "Dong Lingjiu, we meet again."

Feng Qingchen staggered a step and quickly stood firm again.

"Ghost King!" Even without the ghost mask, the Ninth Prince accurately called out the other party's name.

“Hmph…” The Ghost King snorted coldly and said provocatively: “Dong Lingjiu, I have won another round against you.”

The Ninth Prince's eyes fell on Feng Qingchen. Seeing that Feng Qingchen looked calm and didn't look frightened, he felt relieved and paid some attention to the Ghost King: "Let her go. I will let the Hundred Ghosts Palace go. I will never break my promise."

The Hundred Ghosts Palace has been almost completely blown up. Even if he doesn't kill them all, there is no possibility for them to make a comeback.

"How can I take a mere Hundred Ghosts Palace seriously?" The Ghost King was dissatisfied when he saw Feng Qingchen didn't ask for help. He pinched Feng Qingchen's neck hard, causing Feng Qingchen to scream in pain.

The Ninth Prince felt a pain in his heart, but he forced himself not to look at Feng Qingchen, and calmly said to the Ghost King: "I will let you go!"

"You are no match for me. Do I need you to let you go?" The Ghost King sneered and pointed at the Ninth Prince and said, "One life for another. Take your life in exchange."

"Okay." The Ninth Prince agreed without thinking: "What do you want me to do?"

"The long soft sword on your waist is very good. How about using it to commit suicide?" The Ghost King seemed to be asking, but in fact he did not give the Ninth Prince a chance to say no. The Ninth Prince did not allow him to bargain and directly took off the long soft sword.

The soft long sword suddenly became extremely sharp. The Ninth Prince pointed the tip of the sword at the Ghost King: "Where should I start?"

"How is your neck? I like your face very much." The Ghost King thought he had won the game and unconsciously revealed his pride of superiority in front of the Ninth Uncle.

The Ninth Prince remained expressionless. His deep eyes glanced at Feng Qingchen. Their gazes met and then quickly looked away.

Hearing the words of the Ghost King, the Ninth Prince didn't even raise his eyelids and responded with a faint "OK".

The guards behind him all looked terrified, but no one dared to say anything.

"I hope you can keep your promise." The Ninth Prince raised his sword and said to the Ghost King.

“Hahaha…” The Ghost King laughed triumphantly: “Don’t worry, such a useful chess piece, how could I bear to let her die.”

In order to anger the Ninth Emperor's uncle, the Ghost King deliberately lifted Feng Qingchen up while he was speaking, so that Feng Qingchen's feet were off the ground and facing him...

I thought I would see a pale, helpless, or frightened face, but I saw Feng Qingchen smiling and saying to him, "I can't bear to die either."

Before the Ghost King could think about where to move, he felt as if a needle had pierced his stomach, and his body went numb. The next second, the hostage he had been holding had disappeared, and the sword of the Ninth Prince was already in front of him...