Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 14
"Sure enough... double pupils." Fatty Chen couldn't help but took a deep breath and murmured when the person came out from under the shadow of the tree.

When Fatty Chen saw the Jackdaw just now, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.According to legend, wherever the Ninth Prince Feng Qinghan appears, there must be a blood crow accompanying him.But I also thought that Feng Qinghan was the one who brought the princess to the marriage ceremony of Tianqiong Dynasty a few days ago, so I thought I was overthinking it.

But when he saw the boy's pair of pupils, he knew that he had guessed correctly. The muddy boy standing in front of him was none other than the Ninth Prince Feng Qinghan.

Looking coldly at Fatty Chen lying on the ground, the chill in Feng Qinghan's eyes deepened a bit.If he hadn't been targeted by these ruffians as soon as he went out in the morning, he might have gotten the antidote by now.

Although his internal strength has been sealed off, after all, he has practiced martial arts for many years and was honed on the battlefield, so he is more than enough to deal with these little ruffians.

"If you want to kill, kill, I, Fatty Chen, am not afraid of death." Fatty Chen shivered involuntarily after being stared at by Feng Qinghan's cold eyes.

But remembering that almost all of his subordinates died at his hands just now, a flash of anger quickly replaced the sense of fear in his heart, and he raised his head to look at the young man in front of him, with a look of determination on his face full of flesh Feelings.

Standing quietly on the spot, Feng Qinghan lowered his head and played with the dagger in his hand that was still dripping with blood. There was no expression on his muddy face.

"Quack..." Another sound of crow's hooves resounded throughout the forest, and a black crow flew out from somewhere in the forest, circled around Feng Qinghan's head for a few times, and then slowly landed on Feng Qinghan's shoulder , Looking at Fatty Chen's pair of red eyes, there seemed to be a bit of disdain and ridicule.

"Please, don't kill my boss." After a moment of silence, a thin figure suddenly rushed out from behind a big tree not far away, half-knelt on the ground with open hands, and killed Fatty Chen who was lying on the ground. Death is behind him.

This person was the young man who was beaten and scolded by Fatty Chen when he first entered the forest. He, who had never seen life and death, watched the companions he lived with day and night die tragically one after another. When Zhong woke up, he saw Feng Qinghan standing in front of Fatty Chen with a dagger in his hand, almost without thinking, he rushed out recklessly.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here? Why don't you run away..." I didn't expect that this usually the least courageous subordinate would come out to intercede for him, Fatty Chen couldn't help flashing a complicated look in his red eyes. mood.He slapped the boy hard on the head, and roared at him.

"I won't go. If you hadn't taken me in, Boss, I would have starved to death on the street. I beg you, let me go, Boss." He shook his head strongly, looking at Feng Qinghan's eyes full of tears. It is praying.

He was abandoned by his parents when he was six years old. If Fatty Chen hadn't brought him home and given him a bite of food when he was about to die of starvation, he would have starved to death on the street long ago.Although Fatty Chen had beaten and scolded him a lot these years, he never let him go hungry again. In his heart, Fatty Chen had already been treated as a relative.

"Ninth Prince, I, Fatty Chen, disrespected you. It has nothing to do with this child. Your lord has a lot, so let him go." Looking at the extremely strong appearance of the young man in front of him, Fatty Chen's heart softened, and he gritted his teeth and walked away. He sat up slowly on the ground, turned over and knelt down towards Feng Qinghan, changed his previous arrogant and fierce appearance, and his tone was actually a bit gentle and begging.

He cast a cold glance at the two people kneeling in front of him, and a different emotion quickly flashed in the pair of pupils.Such a perverse ruffian would even kneel down and beg for mercy on behalf of his subordinates.But the person he trusted the most betrayed him mercilessly.

"Let them go." Just as Feng Qinghan was looking at the dagger in his hand and pondering, a warm voice suddenly sounded in the forest.Turning his head to look, Xuanyuan Junxi, who was dressed in white, had arrived in the woods at some point, and was standing under a big tree not far away, watching the three of them quietly.

(End of this chapter)