Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 17
The carriage drove smoothly, and the two of them chatted casually like friends who had known each other for many years, eating some snacks when they were hungry, and drinking a cup of tea when they were thirsty. His complexion was pale and white, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he gritted his teeth to stay calm...

Feng Qi noticed her strangeness keenly, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

The road was smooth and the carriage was driving smoothly, but Linyue still couldn't stop her dizziness. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words, "It's okay..."

Then the figure flashed and flew out of the carriage in an instant.

Haitang and Du Juan were about to get off the car, Feng Qi said flatly, "You two stay in the car."

After finishing speaking, he got up and brushed the curtain, and calmly got out of the carriage.

"Yes."

Linyue was standing by the side of the road, bending over and throwing up until the sky was dark.

The corner of Feng Qi's mouth twitched, only then did he understand——

Is she motion sick?
Standing by the side and looking at Xu, silently stretched out his palm, and poured some warm qi into Linyue's back, after a long while, Linyue slowly straightened up, his face still pale.

"Is it better?" In a concerned tone.

Linyue didn't speak, but when she raised her eyes, a gleam suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she closed them slowly.

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look at Feng Wuhen who was standing beside the carriage. The latter had a dignified complexion and clear eyes—obviously they all sensed the unusual atmosphere in the air.

This place is the border of Donghua Kingdom, if someone chooses to assassinate here, it's perfectly normal.

After a while, Linyue slowly opened her eyes, with a cold look in her eyes, and slowly uttered two words from her lips, "Dead man."

She is most familiar with that endless dark aura.

For a long time, Linyue had dealt with Japanese ninjas, and in her perception, dead warriors and ninjas were very similar in some respects.

And those who came here today, if they were sent by a certain organization, they could almost be regarded as an all-out mobilization—at least no less than 300 people, that is to say, their masters behind the scenes are determined to kill To put them—no, to put the man next to him to death.

Realizing this, Linyue slowly tilted her head, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "It's not a low-level killer who appeared this time - I'll take care of them, cancel the agreement between us, how about it?"

With the sound of these words falling, the air that was so quiet that it was almost dead silent suddenly became cold.

The cold and murderous aura is unreserved.

Obviously, they heard Linyue's arrogant words, and were angry because of such contempt.

"You want a woman to protect you?" Feng Qi raised her eyebrows, "This king should not be so useless."

Linyue was silent for a moment when she heard the words, then suddenly grabbed his hand and wrote a few words on his palm: "They are very good at invisibility."

"Linyue." Feng Qi chuckled, "You underestimate me."

As soon as the words were spoken, a group of masked men suddenly poured out from all directions, and they were trapped in the encirclement in the blink of an eye. All of them had cold and strange eyes, like the god of death from hell, without a trace of warmth.

Linyue scanned around, and visually estimated that there were about 300 people, which was exactly in line with her prediction.

"Those shadow guards who are following secretly... don't let them come out." Linyue said lightly, and she stopped arguing with Feng Qi, with a captivating smile on her lips, "We can't have two people on this journey." No errands, are there?"

Those shadow guards were well-trained and powerful in martial arts, but a dozen or so of them had no chance of winning against these three hundred unstoppable dead soldiers.

Since they can't win, why bother to let them lose their lives in vain?

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Feng Qi still joked, "Xiao Yue'er, after canceling the agreement, don't say it lightly, because whether you admit it or not, you have already started to care about me."

If he didn't care, how could a ruthless killer care about the life and death of several shadow guards?

"Stop being narcissistic." Linyue glared at him angrily, "Should we join forces, or should we kill each other?"

"Well, I don't have any objections, I'll just listen to Yue'er's arrangements." Feng Qi shrugged with an indifferent attitude.

Linyue snorted, and said without looking back, "Feng Wuhen, you are responsible for protecting the two girls in the carriage, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"..." Feng Wuhen's eyes twitched violently.

He, the dignified Master of the Guard Pavilion, was actually reduced to protecting the two little maids?

"Feng Qi, if the battle is quick, I need your cooperation."

Leaving these words behind, Linyue's body flickered, and in the blink of an eye... she actually disappeared from sight.

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows interestingly, as if he had a good understanding with her, and he understood what she meant without deliberately explaining - the martial arts of dead soldiers are all first-class, and three hundred people attack at the same time, this is determined The rhythm that put them to death.

If the enemy is killed in a conventional way, until the 300 people are all dead, even if they survive by luck, they will definitely be exhausted.

The dead soldiers around were all in black clothes and black scarves, their whole bodies were surrounded by black, only two dead eyes were exposed, and at this moment, as Linyue disappeared silently, there was an almost imperceptible expression in the depths of their eyes. Kind of shocked.

This is a stealth technique that belongs to the same kind, but is more exquisite than them.

Silently, the cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura like a phantom quickly permeated, and they could hardly bear the urge to do it.

Feng Qi stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a wide-sleeved snow coat, calm and active, his brows were light and picturesque, and there was no trace of strange emotion on his face.

"verb: move."

A clear voice came, and the bodies of the dead soldiers shook, and they instantly understood what it meant—the other party had to strike first.

Phantoms flew like shuttles, and hundreds of people moved like ghosts at the same time!
An overwhelming murderous aura rushed in, like a fine sword net in the sky, coming from all directions, all attacking Cangfengqi.

A barely perceptible indifference crossed his lips, Feng Xi raised his empty hands at the same time, and a thick innocence was released from the sleeves of his robe, which seemed to be light and without any momentum, but surrounded him with All the dead soldiers in a circle froze for a moment, unable to move forward.

Shock, surprise, and anxiety flashed across their faces.

When the body sensed something was wrong, it subconsciously wanted to back away, but——

murderous look.

The murderous aura that seems to be everywhere is just at this moment like a shadow, turning into a sharp ice blade.

one two three four five six……

No one knew what happened, and no one saw clearly. Feng Wuhen, who was standing next to the carriage, couldn't hide the shock in his heart, because he saw the dead soldiers surrounding them, falling down one after another , his eyes widened, and the panic in his eyes was obvious.

(End of this chapter)