bookrebus Chapter 186——Ruining Gu Qinghong’s Appearance
Chapter 186——Ruining Gu Qinghong’s Appearance
"Hong'er, this is the last time I, Feng Muyan, will call you like this in my life. If you still care about our acquaintance, please let Jiujiu go. I am willing to take his place." Feng Muyan said calmly, without even a trace of anger on his face, as if he was chatting with an old friend.
The cry of "Hong'er" broke the last bit of Gu Qinghong's rationality. Tears fell to the ground like beads on a broken string, and the hand holding the long sword gradually slipped from the hilt.
Feng Muyan also loosened his hand that was holding the sword, and the sword fell instantly. Just as it was about to hit the ground, Feng Muyan kicked lightly with his toes, and then the sword fell steadily into his hand. Then he turned his wrist and the tip of the sword pressed against Gu Qinghong's chin.
"Let Jiujiu go, otherwise I don't mind scratching your master's face." Feng Muyan warned coldly.
The two men in black looked conflicted and looked at Gu Qinghong at the same time, waiting for her instructions.
"Don't let him go! I don't believe he dares to do that!" Gu Qinghong roared out of control. He had just said those sweet words to deceive her, and she still fell for it!
A mocking smile slowly appeared on Feng Muyan's lips, and the tip of the sword returned to its original position in an instant.
Gu Qinghong's eyes widened in disbelief, and he slowly reached out to touch his left face. When he saw the blood on his hand, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes instantly turned red as if they were bloodshot. He actually did it, he actually ruined her appearance!
"Feng Muyan! You actually dared to do it!" A trembling voice sounded.
"This is a warning to you not to touch the people I care about. If you do, you will know that I am not a kind person who can be bullied." After saying this, he turned around and looked at the two men in black, and said in a cold voice, "I will count to three. If you don't let Jiujiu go, her other half of her face will be wasted."
"One, two..."
The man in black couldn't wait for Gu Qinghong's instructions, so he loosened his hand in a hurry. Feng Shijiu jumped behind Feng Muyan like a rabbit and shouted, "Uncle Jiu, be careful, they have accomplices! There are at least a hundred of them!"
Gu Qinghong instantly shot a murderous look at Feng Shijiu. It turned out that this kid didn't sleep at all last night. He didn't know how much he had heard.
At this moment, Feng Muyan's beautiful black eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and he turned to Feng Shijiu and said, "Jiujiu, lie down and put your ear to the ground and listen."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Shijiu immediately lay down and listened carefully.
The corners of Gu Qinghong's mouth curled up slightly, which, coupled with the blood all over his face, was indeed a bit scary, which made Feng Muyan frown even more tightly.
"Uncle Jiu, it sounds like horse hooves, and there seem to be a lot of them." Feng Shijiu said close to the ground.
Feng Muyan used the hilt of his sword to push Gu Qinghong and the other three back a few steps, then he picked up Feng Mijiu, jumped on the horse, kicked the horse's belly lightly, and turned around to leave. However, he didn't expect that he was blocked by the oncoming team before he had walked less than a mile.
"Where is the Ninth Prince going? Shouldn't we, old friends, reminisce about the past when we meet?" The masked man in the lead fiddled with the folding fan in his hand nonchalantly, looking at the uncle and nephew with no warmth in his eyes.
Feng Muyan narrowed his eyes and examined the masked man in front of him, but he couldn't remember the appearance of this person no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't help but hug Feng Shijiu tightly in his arms and said coldly, "I don't remember having a friend like you!"
"Don't worry about it. You will remember me sooner or later." The man put the fan in his hand on his waist and looked at Feng Muyan with cruelty in his eyes.
At this time, Gu Qinghong and his three subordinates also chased after them. Feng Muyan and Feng Shijiu were surrounded by a group of people, with no way to advance or retreat. This scene made Feng Muyan think of eight years ago. At that time, he was holding Li'er in his arms, and now he was holding Jiujiu. This time, these people can't even think of touching the person he cares about!