Chapter 153: The Shadow of Death (2)
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Feng Qinghan was surrounded by four dark shadows that appeared out of nowhere. He stood there unmoved. After glancing at one of them, he spoke faintly, "Although I guessed it a long time ago, it's still a little surprising. How did you make them submit to you?"
As soon as the words fell, Feng Qinghan continued before Huanling could speak: "Look, I am really stupid. I have been idle for too long and almost forgot that you, Huanling, don't have any means to get the person you want?"
It was hard to tell whether it was sarcasm or praise. The only thing that was certain was that Feng Qinghan did not take Huanling's actions seriously. So when she heard these words, Huanling's face immediately became much gloomier. She knew, perhaps she had already known that she had successfully angered her king.
Completely ignoring Huan Ling's expression, Feng Qinghan continued to talk to himself: "So, you did it on purpose in [Rucheng], right? You wanted to see if my patience was exhausted, and by the way, test whether Yinyin was really useful? Now your wish should have come true, right? Hmm?"
Huan Ling did not deny what Feng Qinghan said. It was true. She had never thought that she could trap or suppress Feng Qinghan in [Rucheng]. She just wanted to use Yin Yin to confirm whether she still had a chance to redeem herself. The result obviously made her extremely disappointed, but at the same time she did not deny that she had gained something unexpected.
Finally, after a long silence, Huanling slowly spoke: "If I return her to you, will you give me what I want?"
Feng Qinghan raised his eyebrows and said: "Okay, except for your life."
Huan Ling sneered and said: "Then I want you to be buried with me."
It was clearly an extremely threatening statement, but Feng Qinghan smiled faintly and said: "Okay, if you can do it before you die, I don't mind."
Every word Feng Qinghan said was like a needle piercing Huanling's heart, but at the same time she began to laugh out loud, full of bitterness and ridicule... Huanling could be said to have completely guessed such an outcome, she just wanted to hear the person in front of her say it in person.
Feng Qinghan turned a deaf ear to Huanling's laughter which was getting louder and louder. He watched and waited calmly, waiting for her to calm down. Time became meaningless to him from the moment he found Huanling. He had plenty of time.
After a while, the smile on Huan Ling's face slowly disappeared. When it completely disappeared, it was replaced by a cold look. He almost bit the root of the word and said: "Then please die!"
As soon as the words fell, the four men in black who surrounded Feng Qinghan immediately attacked and launched an offensive towards Feng Qinghan at the same time Feng Qinghan calmly dodged the attacks from all sides. Yes, calmly; however, in the following attacks, Feng Qinghan was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning. It was obvious that he started a evenly matched battle under the siege of four people. The two sides were evenly matched and no one could gain an advantage but was not at a disadvantage either; however, Huan Ling seemed very satisfied with the evenly matched battle situation, because at least this way he could restrain Feng Qinghan, so it didn't matter even if he couldn't win.
On the other side, after the addition of the White Wolf brought by Feng Qinghan, they were also evenly matched with the enemy, the main difference being in numbers; as for Zhao Ziheng, he also felt uneasy, not because he had any concerns, but because Zhou Yan's true strength really amazed him. Despite this, he still couldn't let go of the fight because of his concerns, which was the reason that put him in a passive position many times and also the reason why Zhou Cheng was seriously injured.
In this way, the melee continued, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while. It was as if whichever side let down their guard or slacked off first would surely lose. So both sides put in their best efforts, increasing their vigilance and concentration. No one was willing to compromise first, because the price of compromise was death.
Balance has always been difficult to break, but it is not difficult to break it. Even the slightest accident can cause the balance to be disrupted.
A gust of wind came and swept away the two attackers who were about to launch a sneak attack on Zhou Cheng, who was seriously injured and unable to fight back. By the time others reacted, the two attackers had fallen to the ground and could not get up again. Even Zhou Cheng could not react immediately to this sudden change. However, when he noticed it, the person who came with the wind had already joined the battle and killed many enemies in succession. If the previous situation was a true evenly matched situation, then at this moment it can be said that an absolutely earth-shaking change has taken place because of the joining of someone.
Canfeng, who had severely injured Yang Shi and Lei Yan, was fighting with the White Wolf. When he was about to kill one of them, the sword pointed at the man's neck was bounced away by a powerful force...
Huan Ling, who saw this phenomenon clearly, could not help but be startled. She was not unfamiliar with the person who came. She dared not forget the person's skills. He was almost able to kill a Wind Wolf with just one move. He was also an elite selected by her. He could also frustrate Canfeng with just one move. This person was the black-clothed man who suddenly appeared in [Rucheng] and captured Feng Yao. He was also Wang Ye, a capable subordinate of Zhao Ziheng. For a while, Huan Ling looked at Wang Ye who suddenly appeared in front of her and was fighting with Canfeng and could not say a word. She didn't know whether she was amazed or shocked. She didn't see Wang Ye's skills at first in [Rucheng]. At this moment, even with the huge difference in strength, Huan Ling was completely awakened. She had never thought that there was someone so strong besides Feng Qinghan. This also confirmed that her comment on Wang Ye in [Rucheng] was not wrong. If such skills and strength were compared with Feng Qinghan, she couldn't easily judge who would win or lose? Thinking of this, Huan Ling took a breath of cold air, because she already knew what Wang Ye's appearance meant.
