779 Black Hand, I just like your ignorant look

The facts were completely different from what Zuo An thought. The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were not surrounded by the Jinyiwei. On the contrary, the Jinyiwei were in a tough battle.

In order to capture the Ninth Prince and kill Feng Qingchen to claim the reward, the Imperial Guards paid a huge price. This time, they dispatched 300 Imperial Guards to capture the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, but they didn't expect...

The Ninth Prince Uncle had already prepared a countermeasure. As soon as the Jinyiwei took action, the Ninth Prince Uncle's secret guards and the people secretly transferred were dispatched immediately. This group of Jinyiwei could not capture the Ninth Prince, and it would be lucky if they could escape.

"Treacherous." Zuo An understood at a glance that the Ninth Prince's arrangement was entirely thanks to him. If he hadn't bought the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen more than half a month, these two people would have been lucky enough to have a good sleep, let alone arrange people to deal with the Jinyiwei.

I helped so much, but the other party was so stingy that he wanted to take the pistol and parachute back. I have never seen such a stingy person.

Zuo An ignored the two sides fighting each other, and like a ghost, he passed through the battle circle and walked towards the direction of leaving the city. Fortunately, there were two horses on the official road. Zuo An didn't think twice and got on the horse and left...

Afterwards, Zuo An found out that these were horses specially left for him by the Ninth Prince. The reason for having two horses was to lower his guard so that when he saw the two horses at first glance, he would not think there was anything wrong with the appearance of these horses.

Dadadad... Zuo An galloped on his horse, following the horse's hoof prints, without thinking at all that he had fallen into the trap of the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen.

At this time, Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince, who were plotting against Zuo'an, were not as happy as they had imagined, because they had met their opponent, and this person had obviously been waiting for them here early. When they were a hundred steps away from the opponent, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen reined in their horses.

"Dong Lingjiu." The man was wearing armor and holding a big sword. If it weren't for the cold aura on his body, he would look like a general.

"Zhuang Han, commander-in-chief of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, I didn't expect you to take action yourself." The Ninth Prince heard the other party's voice and then realized who the other party was.

Although his purpose was to lure out Zhuang Han, this group was still extremely shocked when they saw him. It seemed that Emperor Xiling wanted to capture him alive.

“Bang…” Zhuang Han slammed the sword in his hand to the ground. “You can even kill a shadow, how dare I underestimate you. The Ninth Prince of Dongling is not an ordinary person, so it won’t be a disgrace for me to take action.”

This is a typical case of being a whore but trying to be a virtuous woman. Feng Qingchen curled her lips in boredom, indicating that she had no good feelings towards Zhuang Han at all. The leader of the Jinyiwei was indeed extraordinary, with a face hundreds of times thicker than that of ordinary people.

Obviously, the Ninth Prince didn't like this man either. After hearing this, he had no favorable impression on Zhuang Han at all. He slowly drew out the long soft sword from his waist and pointed it at Zhuang Han: "Since Lord Zhuang is here, let's take action."

"What a big tone, what an arrogant boy." Zhuang Han's whole body was wrapped in armor, so his expression could not be seen. He could only obey from his voice. He was very unhappy.

It makes sense. Zhuang Han became famous very early and was one of the best masters in Xiling. He was arrogant and domineering in Xiling. He didn't expect that the Ninth Prince, a junior, would dare to ignore him.

Zhuang Han also disregarded the code of conduct in the martial arts world. In fact, they were all officials, and there was no such thing as code of conduct in the martial arts world. Zhuang Han kicked up the big knife at his side and rushed towards the Ninth Uncle with the knife in hand.

The Ninth Prince had long known about the treacherous nature of Zhuang Han and had been prepared. The moment Zhuang Han made his move, the Ninth Prince rode forward, drew his sword and fought with Zhuang Han.

Crack... The slender soft sword collided with Zhuang Han's broadsword, causing a series of sparks. The Ninth Prince moved his wrist, and the soft sword slid down from the broadsword in Zhuang Han's hand and stabbed straight into Zhuang Han's heart.

Zhuang Han's expression remained unchanged. He retracted his hand and blocked the tip of the Ninth Prince's sword. He pushed hard, pushing the Ninth Prince and his horse forward a step.

Zhuang Han did not give the Ninth Prince a chance to catch his breath. He bent down and swept the big knife in his hand towards the horse's legs.

Upon seeing this, the Ninth Prince not only did not retreat, but instead flattered the emperor and rode forward.

"Crack..." Zhuang Han cut off the horse's front hoof, and the horse fell forward and rushed straight towards Zhuang Han. Zhuang Han hurriedly retreated, but the Ninth Prince did not give him a chance. When the horse rode forward, the Ninth Prince turned around and left the horse's back, using the force to leap behind Zhuang Han. When the horse fell forward, the Ninth Prince turned around and kicked Zhuang Han forward, causing him to collide with the horse with a broken leg.

There was a loud bang. Even though Zhuang Han was wearing armor, the impact was not light. Zhuang Han could even feel the pain in his heart.

asshole.

Zhuang Han was extremely angry. He didn't expect that he would suffer such a big loss in his first fight with the Ninth Prince. He was furious and swung the big knife in his hand fiercely, cutting the horse in front of him into two halves. Blood spurted out instantly, and Feng Qingchen's scalp numbed when he saw it.

Her frown caught Zhuang Han's attention. When Zhuang Han saw Feng Qingchen in front of him, a light flashed in his eyes. Zhuang Han ignored the Ninth Uncle behind him and pounced towards Feng Qingchen like a gust of wind.

After a few days of investigation, Zhuang Han was very clear about Feng Qingchen's position in the Ninth Prince's heart. As long as Feng Qingchen was captured, the Ninth Prince would not be a problem.

"Damn it, come on. You pick on the weak and you know I'm a bad person." Murderous aura was overwhelming him, and the stubborn horse became restless. Feng Qingchen had no time to calm the horse. He pulled the reins, turned around and prepared to run away.

If she can’t win, can she just run away?

"Want to run? Dream on." Zhuang Han pointed his toes and leaped into the air, like a roc spreading its wings, and pounced towards Feng Qingchen.

Knowing that Feng Qingchen was good at using hidden weapons, Zhuang Han deliberately wore this outfit to guard against Feng Qingchen's hidden weapons. Now that Feng Qingchen ran away without making a move, he was even more certain that he had made the right move, but...

He forgot that when he pounced on Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince Uncle would not be idle either. The moment Zhuang Han leaped into the air, the Ninth Prince Uncle also took action.

Zhuang Han is just wearing a suit of armor, but he really thinks he can protect himself from bullets. Not to mention bullets, even the Flying Tiger Claw that can pierce through walls can't be protected by Zhuang Han's clothes.

When the Ninth Prince pressed the Flying Tiger Claw on his wrist, there was a whoosh sound, and the sharp claw shot directly into Zhuang Han's shoulder blade. The Ninth Prince pulled hard, and Zhuang Han leaned back, fell from mid-air, and hit the ground with a thud.

The Ninth Prince did not show any mercy to him. He pressed the retraction button and dragged Zhuang Han to his side. At the same time, he rushed forward and poked Zhuang Han's neck with the soft sword, knocking the helmet off Zhuang Han's face.

Zhuang Han was a man with rich combat experience. The moment his helmet flew out, Zhuang Han turned around, jumped up from the ground, and swung his sword behind himself, trying to cut off the connection between the Ninth Uncle and himself.

Unexpectedly, the sword bounced back with a loud bang, and the string behind him did not move at all. Zhuang Han's face changed, and when the Ninth Prince's sword swept over again, Zhuang Han grabbed the string with his backhand and pulled it hard. With a "puff", Zhuang Han pulled out the sharp claws from his back.

The steel wire flew through his hand at a high speed, leaving an unhealable wound on the palm of his hand. Crack... The inverted triangle claw got stuck in Zhuang Han's hand, piercing it directly. Zhuang Han let go in pain, and the sharp claw flew into the sleeve of the Ninth Prince with a swish.

"The people of Dongling are really cunning. They always do shameful things." Zhuang Han suffered such a big loss, so his tone was certainly not good.

"As long as it works, that's good. I only care about the result. As long as I can kill you, it doesn't matter if I use shameful means." The Ninth Prince said indifferently, raising his left hand and aiming at Zhuang Han, making an attacking gesture. Zhuang Han had just suffered a great loss from that thing, so he tried to dodge by his side, but...

"I was just teasing you. Lord Zhuang is really not good at being teased. He is very boring." The Ninth Prince said this coldly. Zhuang Han was so angry when he heard it that his old face turned red.

As the commander-in-chief of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this. It is a provocation.

Zhuang Han was furious. Regardless of the fact that the wound on his back was still bleeding, he picked up his knife and rushed towards the Ninth Uncle again. This time, Zhuang Han directly used a killing move. It seemed that he had no intention of capturing the Ninth Uncle alive.

It's really exciting.

The Ninth Prince looked at Zhuang Han with contempt and drew his sword to meet him, but he was secretly wondering in his heart whether the effect of the medicine would be able to take effect faster if Zhuang Han was so angry.

Yes, Feng Qingchen shamelessly rubbed medicine on the Flying Tiger Claw. She didn't like using medicine to harm others and thought that doing so went against her teacher's teachings. But after the pistol was taken away by Zuo An, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to use the medicine.

It is better to disobey the teacher's teachings than to die. What is her situation now? She is walking on the edge of a cliff. If she is not careful, she will die.

She doesn't want to die, so those who want to kill her can die...

Feng Qingchen retreated dozens of meters and stopped only when he was sure that he would not be targeted by Zhuang Han anymore. As soon as he stopped, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. Feng Qingchen raised his flashlight and looked over. Although he could not see the face clearly, he knew who it was by looking at the figure.

A strong light suddenly shone down, not to mention Zuo An, even his damn horse couldn't stand the sudden light. The horse was frightened and neighed, almost throwing Zuo An off. It didn't until Feng Qingchen turned off the flashlight that it calmed down.

Although Zuo An was shocked, he was not angry. Instead, he became even more excited and thought that his trip was worth it.

Zuo An accelerated forward and came to Feng Qingchen, and asked anxiously: "Feng Qingchen, what was that glowing thing you just saw?"

In the darkness, Zuo An's eyes were as fierce as a thief's. If Feng Qingchen didn't know Zuo An's temperament, he would have suspected that he had met a rapist. Zuo An's eyes were too scary.

Feng Qingchen suddenly realized what was going on and quickly regained his composure. He shook the flashlight in his hand and said with an evil smile, "Don't you know what this is?"

Unfortunately, Zuo An, who was concentrating all his attention on the flashlight, didn't see it. Zuo An shook his head honestly: "I don't know, what is this thing? Why is it so bright? This is the brightest light I have ever seen."

Zuo An was so excited, and the more excited he was, the happier Feng Qingchen was. The smile on his face became brighter, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Zuo An became kinder.

"It's better not to know. I like the way you look like you know nothing and are ignorant. Zuo An, do you want to know?" Feng Qingchen at this moment looked like the big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood.

As for a certain silly red hat, although Qi Feng Qingchen said he was ignorant, it was the fact that he couldn't find any words to refute it. Besides, he really wanted to know...

A word to readers: I weakly present the third update, and I weakly explain that it’s not that Acai is lazy, it’s just that Acai is too pitiful. On the second day of the holiday, I ate something bad and vomited for the whole day. I felt so uncomfortable. Finally, can I weakly ask for a monthly ticket?