Qi Huang

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The footsteps are hurried, like a forest of cranes passing over every treetop.At such a fast speed, every time the branches and leaves are stepped on, large pieces of broken branches will rustle and fall to the ground, just like a downpour.

The sound of the wind was awe-inspiring, and the footsteps of the person flying over the branches suddenly stopped, and an arm-length arrow "swiped", coming from a dark place with killing intent, pointing directly at his vitals.

Fortunately, he is very good at lightness kungfu, and he was prepared for it long ago. He stepped on the branch protruding from the side and turned over in mid-air. The arrow barely brushed his red hairband, and sank deep into him. The branches behind.

The hair crown suddenly fell apart.

Qin Ting spun around a few times in mid-air, and I don't know how he used the force, like a fairy in the sky, he could babble twice when he stepped on the air, and then fell to the ground lightly.

Immediately afterwards, he flipped the wrist holding the fan, and the half of the hair tied by the arrow, flew back into his hand along the wind blowing from the sleeves of his clothes.

Qin Ting stood up straight, glanced at the hairband in his hand with regret, and said towards the void: "Kill me and hide in the dark, are you so shameless?"

"Om-"

Another arrow pressed against his final sound and came out.

Qin Ting's eyes dimmed, and it seemed that he was inspired to kill a little.He swung his hand back, and Fenghong's folding fan fell out of his hand, collided with the cold arrow, and broke into two pieces at the same time with a click.

Before Qin Ting could breathe a sigh of relief, the third arrow arrived.

In the shadow covered by layers, a person slowly walked out.He calmly draws the bow and draws the arrow, squints his eyes and raises his head. There is no trace of gentleness on his body. When the chill comes up, it is like a jar of wine that has been sealed in ice and snow for a long time.

This arrow carried a thousand killing intents, and it also showed a superb technique that no one in this world can match.The arrow is as light as a shock, and it is as nimble as a living thing in the trajectory he shoots.

At such an unavoidable moment, Qin Ting acted as if he was not the target of hunting, and sighed when he saw the sharp arrow chasing him.

"Good arrow."

In the blink of an eye, a black figure flew out diagonally from behind and slammed into Qin Ting.

Qin Ting was caught off guard, and was knocked to the ground by a force of gravity, and fell to the side together with the black shadow in a mess.

It was also because of this episode that Qin Ting was able to avoid the arrow and save his life.It's a pity that the sharp arrow still grazed his neck, bringing up a thick mist of blood.If it was a little more off, the arrow might be pierced through his throat.

Seeing that the head of the family was in danger, Ye Yi couldn't care less about other things, he threw away the things in his arms in an instant, and went straight to him.

"Patriarch!" His eyes were red with anxiety, "How are you, Patriarch?"

Qin Ting wiped away the blood without hesitation, and more blood continued to ooze from the wound. After repeated attempts to no avail, he simply let him go.

The person on the opposite side walked out slowly, holding a black iron bow that looked heavy in one hand.

While approaching Qin Ting, he stepped on something.

The three of them paused at the same time, looking at the ground, where the red fruit was covered with dust.

Qin Ting: "...do you like candied haws?"

Ye Yi resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "That's what the Thirteenth Highness wants to eat."

He was scared out of his wits!

Qin Ting himself is not good at learning arts, so he can use his fancy kung fu to bluff people who know ordinary boxing kung fu; if he meets some powerful ones, he can win with light kung fu and avoid their sharpness; Those who have real skills can only deliver food!

That Feng Jiuyuan obviously wanted to kill him, and at this time, he was still thinking about Lao Shizi's candied haws!

If it hadn't been for the news from the dark pavilion halfway, Qin Ting would have been cold by now...Ye Yi even thought, why don't we fight Feng Jiuyuan for Xie Xuan, life-saving is the most important thing...

However, Feng Jiuyuan paused when he heard the words "Thirteenth Highness".

The candied haws that were almost crushed by his foot survived.He bent down to pick it up, and asked Ye Yi with a smile, "Is it Xinglan's food?"

Ye glanced at Qin Ting, then at Feng Jiuyuan, and nodded inexplicably.

"It's dirty." Feng Jiuyuan said, "Go buy another one and give it to him."

Ye Yi: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what Feng Jiuyuan wanted to do.

But Qin Ting laughed out loud: "Go, Ninth Prince's order, how can you, a small hidden guard, refuse?"

Ye Yi: "..."

He made a difficult distinction, but he couldn't hear the joyful taste from Qin Ting's words, and he hesitated whether to really leave.

After all, the killing intent in Feng Jiuyuan's eyes would engulf Qin Ting's whole body.

But the current situation is not something that Ye Yi can deal with if he stays. He knows that Qin Ting knows how to measure and will never expose himself to danger, so he left with apprehension.

As soon as the third person left, the tense atmosphere between the two came back like a dark fog that had not yet dissipated.

Qin Ting just leaned on the tree trunk in the posture of falling down, squinted his eyes and took a breath: "It really hurts."

"Really?" Feng Jiuyuan smiled faintly, raised his bow again while speaking, and said, "Sorry."

In the snow, the light flowing on the tip of the arrow is more dazzling than the snow.At the moment of life and death, Qin Ting glanced at the arrow, and suddenly said, "Hey? Where is the bow that Li Jingyang presented to His Royal Highness before?"

"Xiao Ling?" He knew what Qin Ting meant, Feng Jiuyuan said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't forget him."

In fact, the Ninth Prince would not have such a heavy hostility if he was an ordinary Ninth Prince.Most of what he shows to others is a gentle appearance. If he is in northern Xinjiang, some old men who often work with him will definitely praise him again and again: "The Ninth Prince is an excellent person", "I have never seen him before." The Ninth Prince is angry!" "The Ninth Prince never puts on airs!"

However, since he is a human being, wearing a stinky skin, how can he not have negative emotions?

It can be seen that Feng Jiuyuan's mind is so deep that even the people around him can't get a glimpse of it.

However, it happened that Qin Ting was used to seeing people's hearts.

"You still want to kill him?" Qin Ting said, "I remember that the teacher who taught you archery is Xiao Ling's father."

Feng Jiuyuan: "The dark pavilion was born in the rivers and lakes, so you also take care of the affairs of the palace?"

"If you don't care, you won't see so many interesting things." Qin Ting covered the wound on his neck, and looked up at Feng Jiuyuan mockingly, "I don't know, Feng Jiuyuan, the king of Huaiyuan who is well-known in the Zhou Dynasty, but It's a jealous temper."

Feng Jiuyuan glanced at him coldly: "Any other last words?"

"Ha." Qin Ting couldn't help laughing, "You don't think that if you kill me, Xiao Ling or even Li Zheng, Xie Xuan will be yours alone..."

Smiling and smiling, his eyes turned cold: "What are you doing daydreaming?"

"He is destined to be a dragon soaring in the nine heavens, admired by thousands of people. One day, when he ascends to his position, there will be countless people either secretly coveting or blatantly peeping at him. At that time, can you kill him?" Everyone in the world, or..." Qin Ting said, "Or kill him?"

"Ah-"

A dark arrow flew from nowhere, and the small dagger-like blade sank into Qin Ting's shoulder in an instant.

This time, Qin Ting didn't say anything.

Pain breeds violence, and Feng Jiuyuan brought out a trace of anger in Qin Ting's eyes, who had always been indifferent to anything.The pain in his shoulder exploded in his body like gunpowder, and climbed up to his brain, making him break out in a cold sweat.

But he felt happy in his heart.

Although he didn't know the reason, Qin Ting felt as if he had touched the door of Feng Jiuyuan's life.

Thinking of the calm and luxurious Ninth Prince, who was also jealous to the point of madness, but couldn't show it, Qin Ting instantly felt that his little jealousy was nothing.

Feng Jiuyuan didn't speak anymore, just bent down and pulled out the short blade violently.

Without warning, Qin Ting could barely control his screams.Fortunately, at the last moment, he almost clenched his teeth, but he didn't know whether the bloody smell spreading to the tip of his nose came from his lips or from his raging wound.

He leaned back and leaned weakly on the tree trunk that supported all his strength. It seemed that he didn't bother to put on any more at such a juncture of life and death. He just said, "You think I don't want to monopolize it? It's a pity that everything comes first and then comes first. There is only so little heart in my heart, and if I occupy one piece, I will lose one piece. It is not easy for Xie Xuan to maintain a balance in it, and my little bit of jealousy, when I saw him laughing, I don't know where it sank. "

"He's so kind." Qin Ting murmured, "I don't want him to be sad."

Feng Jiuyuan: "Thank you for your warning, I will remember to tell him."

His killing intent never dissipated.

He is thoughtful, and before a decision is made, he will make countless calculations until it is guaranteed to be completed smoothly.

In his world, there is no such word as accident.

It's a pity that there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. After seeing Qin Ting and Xie Xuan's intimacy with his own eyes, the string stretched in his head broke with a "buzz".

If not, there would not be so many obstacles in killing Qin Ting today.

I'm just mean, he thought, I just want Xie Xuan to belong to me alone.

The arrow bow is back again, this time, he will never make any mistakes again.

Suddenly, a shadow guard quietly appeared behind him, about to speak.

"Stop." Feng Jiuyuan said slowly, "If you say one more word, you will commit suicide and apologize."

"My lord." The shadow guard was neither humble nor overbearing, "Before this subordinate dies, I still have to say—His Thirteenth Prince fainted."

Feng Jiuyuan was startled.

After the shadow guard finished speaking, his five fingers formed claws and he was about to slap his head. Feng Jiuyuan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he blocked the blow with a longbow.

He no longer cared about the weak Qin Ting, he flicked up his sleeves, turned around and left.

The author says:

Du Yuzhi: Look, I said that the prince is angry, and the consequences are serious.