Chapter 27

  Ling Feng gazed at the sword spinning carelessly in his hand, she knew this man would definitely say what he meant and do what he said, because this man was indeed ruthless and resolute.

  She couldn't just sit and wait for death, since Murong Lingyun was injured, probably no one would come to save her anymore, so now she could only rely on herself.

  She brushed her neck with a seemingly fearful gesture, smiled faintly and said, "The king wouldn't be so heartless, would he?" The smile was tinged with forcedness, revealing the fear in her heart, hoping to use her show of weakness to gain a chance for escape.

  His lips curled up slightly, "Whether this king will be so ruthless depends on your choice." His intentionally close lips slowly parted, and the familiar breath warningly sprayed onto her face.

  "Hehehe, if I had to choose? Then I naturally wouldn't want to see such a cruel scene." His slightly lowered eyes lightly swept across the ground.

  She is now about twenty or thirty meters away from the city wall, thinking to herself that she wants to take advantage of his inattention and enter the city, but how much chance does she have?

  She knew that man's speed was very fast, the previous sword, she had already experienced it, so she must think of a way to divert his attention first.

  "Oh?" The man slightly raised an eyebrow, staring at her eyes with a hint of half-belief and half-doubtful astonishment. "Then you should know what to do now?" As he spoke, his palm patted lightly, and a fine horse quickly ran to his front, seemingly smiling as it glanced at Ling Feng. With a leap, he mounted the horse, and his slightly smiling eyes looked back at Ling Feng once again.

  This woman, regardless of her appearance, status or character, has piqued his interest. Bringing her back would be a good idea.

  As he mounted his horse, a faint smile froze on Ling Feng's face. In this dark night, no one should notice that the position of his horse was very favorable to her, standing right beside her, giving her a few more glimmers of hope.

  Even if there's no chance at all, she'll still go all out and give it a try, because she can imagine the consequences of going back with him.

  Ling Feng walked a few steps forward with a faint smile, then slowly stretched out her hand towards him. Just as his hand was about to reach hers, she suddenly grabbed his sleeve and pulled it hard, using the momentum to jump up with both feet and kick violently towards the horse's back, borrowing the force to rapidly leap towards the city.

  A distance of about twenty meters, with the lightness she had learned from Qingfeng's daily teachings, was only a matter of an instant. Moreover, her series of movements just now not only made his body slightly lean back but also startled the horse, which jumped up slightly uneasily. All these should have been able to stop him for a moment or two.

  Ling Feng's leap could be said to have used up all her strength, and was also a speed she had never reached before.

  She had only jumped a distance of less than five meters, but suddenly felt a gust of wind flashing behind her. Before she could figure out what was happening, she felt something wrap around her waist, followed by a piercing pain, and her body involuntarily arched backward at the same time.

  Ling Feng was shocked, but at this moment his body had already lost control and couldn't change anything. He thought he would be slammed to the ground, and involuntarily closed his eyes slightly. However, when he fell, there was no expected pain, and his eyes snapped open to meet his sharp, ruthless gaze.

  "I've told you before, don't play tricks in front of me. Woman, your memory seems to be not very good." The low and cold voice was even colder than the voice of Yan Wang from hell, and for a moment, Ling Feng felt a breath of death.

  She didn't escape in the end, simply because this man's speed was too fast, so fast that it was unbelievable.

  "It's actually in your hands now, whether to kill or to spare, it's up to you." Although at this moment there was a kind of instinctive fear, Ling Feng still said with a fearless face.

  The killing intent in his eyes paused for a moment, "Want to die?" The rope binding her waist suddenly loosened, and he smiled gloomily, "It's not that easy."

  The rope was just in front of her, bent and suddenly wrapped around her wrist without warning. Before she could react, her body had already been thrown up by it.

  While her body was still floating in the air, he saw that the reins in his hand suddenly tightened, and the horse galloped forward in an instant.

  The body floating in mid-air had no fulcrum to borrow strength from, and could only fall due to its own inertia. Just as it was about to hit the ground, it was almost pulled down by the horse's traction. Ling Feng quickly stabilized his body and ran after the horse at the fastest speed.

  Her lightness is not that good, but at this moment her speed is fast enough. At this moment, she is an instinctive reaction, and even more so, the excavation of inner potential.

  She sped up, just to avoid being passive, and could control her own body, but he always accelerated when she was about to catch a slight breath, almost making her fall to the ground every time.

  Ling Feng knew that if she fell to the ground at this moment, she would probably be dragged to death by him. Therefore, no matter what, she couldn't fall down.

  A hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "How about it? Want to consider begging for mercy from me? I might consider it and spare you this once."

  Ling Feng secretly sneered, beg him to spare her? For this kind of beast-like man, her begging for mercy could only satisfy his perverted desires. As for anything else, she didn't know what other use it would have.

  Her eyes were fixed intently on the front, and her slight glance still had to pay attention to the ground at any time. At this moment, even a little obstacle might make her fall, so at this moment, she must be 100% focused.

  Not hearing her response, a flash of anger swept across his eyes, and the reins in his hand swung violently again. The horse was in pain and suddenly accelerated its speed.

  Lingfeng, who had already reached his limit, didn't have any extra ability to cope with this sudden change. His body, due to the strong force, involuntarily leaned forward and was flung to the ground without warning. Meanwhile, the horse's speed didn't slow down in the slightest. Suddenly, Lingfeng's arm transmitted intense pain.

  It's okay, they've already arrived at his barracks, otherwise what would happen next, she really didn't dare to imagine.

  He leapt off his horse and quickly flashed in front of her, seeing the wound in her hand, but a triumphant smile was plastered on his face. "How's that? Not bad, huh?"

  Ling Feng's eyes coldly swept over him, and he said indifferently, "Indeed not bad, King Wang can enjoy it personally if there is a chance." This man wanted her submission to satisfy his perverted cruelty, but she was determined not to meet his expectations.

  The triumphant look on his face suddenly froze, the rope in his hand pulled her into his arms, and the cold face was unable to conceal the anger. A few steps later, they had already entered the nearest tent.

  "Your Highness, you're back." A beautiful figure quickly came out to greet him, but upon seeing Ling Feng, she froze, "Your Highness, who is she?"

  His eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger in his eyes shot out straight, "When did it become your turn to ask about my affairs? Get out."

  The woman's eyes flashed with grievance, but she didn't dare disobey his words. She could only look at Ling Feng's eyes with complex emotions.

  When the woman left, his lips slowly curled up into a sly smile. "Now, let me take a good look at just how sharp your cat claws are."

  As they spoke, his face deliberately leaned in close to Ling Feng, almost sticking to her face, and his arrogant breath also sprayed entirely on her face.

  His hand also casually reached out to her back.

  Ling Feng's body suddenly stiffened, but at this moment his hands were still tied up by him, and he didn't even have the chance to resist.

  "What? A dignified prince like you, do you intend to use force on a woman?" Without dodging, Ling Feng stood still, his voice full of sarcasm.

  "Hahaha...," he suddenly burst out laughing loudly, "What if Ben Wang is using force? Murong Lingyun is probably already dead, what's Ben Wang afraid of a dead person?"

  "You're so sure I'm Murong Lingyun's woman." Looking at his arrogant smile, Ling Feng said with a subtle smile, her face mysterious and deliberately puzzled.

  She was also puzzled by this man, why would he be so certain that she was Mu Rong Ling Yun's woman?

  "Hah, you're holding Mu Rong Ling Yun's token, but you're not his woman. Are you then Xuan Yuan Chen's woman?" His face flashed with a pleased smile once again.

  Ling Feng's eyes widened slightly, could he have seen the token? But at that time it was so dark and the speed was so fast, how could he possibly see, so he smiled faintly and said, "Are you so sure that the token has the character 'Ling' on it, rather than 'Cheng'?" In this dynasty, the traditional characters for 'Ling' and 'Cheng' did have some similarities, of course the most obvious being the three-stroke water radical.

  He hesitated for a moment, looking at her with half-belief and half-doubt, "You say you are Xuan Yuan Chen's woman?"

  "What? King Daxi is actually so interested in my woman." Before Lingfeng could respond, a low and solemn voice suddenly rang out, followed by Xuan Yuan Chen walking in with a cold expression.

  Xuanyuan Chen's eyes seemed to unintentionally sweep towards Lingfeng, but when he saw the wound in her hand, a cold light suddenly flashed through his eyes.

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