The Return of the Demon

#1205 - Who is shooting a sneak attack at me?

Prince Qing noticed that Ning Chen and Feng Qizhen's eyes were not right, and was slightly startled. Then he smiled charmingly and said, "What are you...looking at?"

Ning Chen came back to his senses, coughed tactically, and said, "Uh... the tip of your tongue is red, this is a symptom of heart fire rising, it's time to reduce the heat."

Prince Qing raised his eyebrows, "Is your Majesty hinting at something?"

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and said hastily: "Don't think too much. If you want to calm down, I can't help you. Go find your lovers."

Then, he pointed at Feng Qizhen and said, "Old Feng can also help."

Feng Qi's eyes lit up. He was indeed his good brother, thinking of him in everything... But should he refuse? After all, he only had Xiaoyue in his heart, but Qing Wang's tongue was really flexible. It wouldn't matter if he sacrificed himself, right?

Prince Qing had no idea that Feng Qi was having so much drama in his mind. He looked at him with disdain, then his eyes fell on Ning Chen, "I'd better find that little singer who looks like you."

Ning Chen's mouth twitched fiercely, he stood up and said: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first...I'll come and bother you tomorrow morning."

Prince Qing smiled sweetly and said, "Why don't you stay overnight at my mansion, so you don't have to run back and forth."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "I don't mind, I'm just afraid you won't dare to take me in."

Prince Qing curled his lips and said, "Let's go back after dinner."

Since the empress is not at home, it is not appropriate for Ning Chen and Feng Qi to live in her house, but they can still have a meal with them.

Ning Chen didn't refuse.

After eating and drinking their fill, the two left Prince Qing's mansion.

After leaving the house, he mounted his horse and headed towards Zunwu Hall.

Halfway through, Feng Qi suddenly muttered: "This Qing Wang is really coquettish, luckily I followed you, otherwise you would definitely not be able to control yourself."

Ning Chen: “…”

How dare this fool say such things?

Feng Qizheng said: "Are you also curious about who she learned the skill of peeling grapes with her tongue? Can I ask her to teach Xiaoyue?"

Ning Chen was completely numb.

He said unhappily, "I'm not curious at all. I'm curious about how the grapes she eats are kept so fresh in this season?"

Feng Qi was looking at Ning Chen in surprise, "Have you eaten it?"

“No, but you can tell.”

"How did you see she was wearing clothes?"

"This has something to do with clothes..." Ning Chen said halfway, and felt something was wrong. He was completely speechless and scolded with a smile: "You idiot, can your brain be healthier?"

Feng Qizheng patted his chest and said, "No, we have money now, we can find new people..."

Before Feng Qizhen could finish his words, Ning Chen suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Feng Qizhen.

Feng Qizhen was so scared that he was stunned. He could clearly feel Ning Chen's sword brushing against his ear. The chill made his hair stand on end and he got goose bumps.

With a clang sound!

A metallic clanging sound rang out behind his head.

An arrow was knocked away by the tip of Ning Chen's sword.

Feng Qizhen touched the back of his head. No matter how dumb he was, he would know what happened.

He subconsciously pulled out the rebar hanging on the horse's back, turned around and roared: "Which damn bastard is hiding in the dark and shooting arrows at me? If you have the guts, come out, I will beat the shit out of you, and you will be considered clean."

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here first..."

As Ning Chen spoke, he slapped Feng Qizhen's horse's butt with a sword.

The warhorse neighed and rushed out.

The previous arrow should have been just a test, there was definitely no one in the dark.

His guess turned out to be correct.

They hadn't run far when a sharp sound of breaking air followed.

"Old Feng, get off your horse..."

Ning Chen shouted, and at the same time jumped off the horse and slapped Diao Chan on the butt, "Run, go back to Zunwu Hall to find Lao Pan..."

I don't know if Diao Chan understood it or not. Anyway, she ran away, running very fast, and disappeared in a flash.

Ning Chen turned around, and the Canmeng Sword transformed into cold rays of light, colder than moonlight.

Ding ding ding!!!

Sparks flew.

Ning Chen cut down all the arrows that were shot at him.

After all, he is a top master. A dozen arrows can't do anything to Ning Chen, unless hundreds of arrows are fired at the same time.

Feng Qi was in a bit of a mess on the shore.

But he was not hit by an arrow, just in a rather embarrassing state, and was forced to roll on the ground... His warhorse was also hit by an arrow on its butt, and it let out a whine, then left Feng Qizhen behind and ran away.

Ning Chen rushed over and met up with Feng Qizhen, then pulled him to hide under the eaves of a shop.

"Old Feng, kick the door."

Feng Qizhen kicked the door of the shop open with one foot.

The two of them slipped in and quickly hid on the left and right sides.

Dozens of arrows followed closely, hitting the door frame and the threshold.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the emperor's house and steal food in the middle of the night? Do you know..."

A guy dressed in shorts rushed out shouting and holding a stick.

Before he could finish his words, he heard Ning Chen yell, "Hide quickly..."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

A sharp sound of breaking air came from outside the door.

The guy was so scared that he screamed, covered his head and turned around and ran away.

Ning Chen shouted, "We are the people of Lord Fu Lu, the Minister of Rites. We were attacked by thieves and would like to take shelter in your store. If there is any loss, you can ask Lord Fu for compensation."

There was no sound from inside, and I didn’t know whether he believed it or not?

Feng Qi was angrily saying, "Who on earth wants to kill us?"

Ning Chen said nothing and looked around the store.

This is a rice shop, so it should have a back door.

"Old Feng, retreat through the back door."

"Don't you want to find out who wants to kill us?"

"It's not important... Our safety is the most important. It's dark and windy at night. There's no need to take risks."

It is easy to dodge a spear but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. Even if he is a top-notch master, there is no need to take such a risk. If he is hit by an arrow, it will not be worth it.

Feng Qizheng nodded.

Ning Chen listened attentively for a while, then made a gesture to Feng Qizhen, and the two of them rushed inside... But at this moment, a terrified scream of the young man was heard from inside.

The two came to the back, where there were many bamboo baskets filled with rice.

The guy just now had a terrified face and was covered in soy milk and chaff... because a knife was placed on his neck.

The man holding the knife was wearing night clothes and his face was covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

Behind him was the back door, the latch broken off.

When I saw this person, I had already expected Ning Chen to run out the back door.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at the other person, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you want him to die or live."

The man in black had a hoarse and cold voice.

Ning Chen sneered, "I don't even know him, what does his life or death have to do with me?"

"In that case, I will send him to hell right now."

The man in black had a fierce look in his eyes, and the knife in his hand was about to cut the man's throat.

The guy was so scared that he screamed.

Ning Chen yelled: "Wait a minute!"

The man in black looked at him with cold eyes.

Ning Chen shrugged, "Okay, you win... Tell me, what do you want me to do?"