I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Feng Yunxiao murmured, "Hmm?" and turned to look at her with a smile. "Miss Wen, do you mean to let me fight these assassins to the death?"

"if not?"

Wen Qingzhi was annoyed. "In this situation, if we don't fight hard, what else can we fight for? Fight for luck?"

What Wen Qingzhi said was so reasonable and realistic that Feng Junxiao felt helpless and amused.

He took a step forward, facing the enemy head-on, and jokingly asked, "Then Miss Wen, will you give me a handy weapon?"

At this time, Wen Qingzhi became even more stingy.

She shook her head. "Does my appearance, Your Highness, look like I could hide a weapon?"

Her pistol only had six bullets. There were at least thirty people in front of her, and she was counting on Feng Yunxiao to consume more than half of them so she could finish off the enemy.

How could I give my life-saving guy to others so easily?

"You really are——"

Before he could finish his words, the opponent had already attacked him. He pulled Wen Qingzhi behind him to hide and took the attack head-on.

He turned around to avoid the fake Mu Qian's attack, and took a few steps forward to distance himself from Wen Qingzhi, causing the fake Mu Qian to sneer: "At a time like this, Your Highness still wants to protect others?"

Feng Junxiao would not waste his attention on talking to him, and fought with him with the sword he had snatched from the enemy.

Even though Feng Yunxiao was a martial arts expert, he was still at a disadvantage when fighting in such a small space and had to protect Wen Qingzhi while fighting the enemy.

Soon, his robe had many holes in it and was stained with blood.

His old injury had not yet healed and his body was still weak. Today, he suddenly faced his mortal enemy and was at a disadvantage after the fight.

Seeing that the fake man's sword was about to pierce Feng Yunxiao, Wen Qingzhi took emergency action and shot and killed him.

A bang made the trembling people look at her distractedly. Feng Yunxiao took the opportunity to kill several more people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the fake Mu Qian immediately told his men to retreat. At the same time, Feng Yunxiao also retreated to Wen Qingzhi's side and frowned, saying, "You have weapons, why didn't you take them out earlier?"

"I didn't expect you to kill more than ten people after fighting for so long."

"..."

Faced with such a mocking tone, Feng Junxiao looked at her in disbelief, "What do you mean by that?"

Wen Qingzhi didn't even glance at him, and said softly, "There are so many of them right now, I can only take care of five of them for you at most."

Five people……

If Feng Junxiao was in his prime, he would definitely say enough, but at this moment he was exhausted. Even if Wen Qingzhi helped him deal with five people, he didn't have the extra energy to fight anymore.

The fake Mu Qian seemed to see through his thoughts and walked forward proudly, with an unbridled smile on his face that completely revealed what he was thinking.

"Feng Junxiao is dying, let's attack together and take him down in one fell swoop!"

It seems that they really want to keep Feng Yunxiao alive.

Fake Mu Qian and his men were approaching step by step, with their backs pressed tightly against the hull, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.

Seeing them approaching, Feng Junxiao suddenly smiled and asked, "Why don't you attack them?"

Wen Qingzhi said coldly, "There's no need to waste bullets at a time like this."

Yes, in this situation, there is no need to waste bullets on such a person.

Her calm answer made the fake Mu Qian and others wonder: Isn't she afraid of death?

At this moment, Wen Qingzhi turned her head to look at the blue sea behind her and secretly activated the system...

"It seems that God wants to kill you."

"Why, it's as if God doesn't want to kill you?"

"..."

He was right. In this situation, even if she survived, there would be no good outcome. She and Feng Yunxiao were on the same side, and Feng Yunsu would definitely intervene when he found out.

But, if she was 'dead', it would be different.

Even for the sake of face, Feng Yunsu would treat the Marquis' Mansion well, otherwise the history books would not be able to be written.

It seems that I really have to save Feng Yunxiao.

Feng Yunxiao's heavy breathing reached Wen Qingzhi's ears. The strong smell of blood emanating from his body stimulated Wen Qingzhi's sense of smell.

The gorgeous clothes were covered with scars of all sizes, and blood had soaked through the brocade material, leaving marks on it.

His originally upright posture was now slightly bent. Wen Qingzhi guessed that the pain in his body forced him to do this to relieve the pain.

[Master, the sleep mode is ready and can be turned on at any time]

A mechanical voice from the system came from her mind. Then, Wen Qingzhi grabbed Feng Junxiao's arm and said, "Your Highness, how about a deal?"

"What kind of deal can you make at this time?"

"No, let's take a gamble."

She thought about it and realized that what she had just said was wrong.

There are too many people here. If I say I can save Feng Yunxiao's life, it will arouse suspicion.

"Let's take a gamble and neither of us will die."

"Hahaha!"

The fake Mu Qian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, "Miss Wen, it's already this late, and you still have the leisure time?"

His tone gradually became more ruthless, "Today, no matter who you bet with, you will definitely lose!"

"Even if a great immortal were alive, you would not be able to escape!"

At this moment, the poison they had given Feng Yunxiao quietly took effect. Feng Yunxiao felt weak all over, his whole body numb, and his body began to sway.

On the other hand, Wen Qingzhi stood there as if nothing had happened.

"kill--!"

At a command, the killers rushed towards Feng Yunxiao and the other man in unison, with swords and sabers flashing and clashes clashing, and a flash of cold light reflected the cold faces of the two men.

Seeing the killer approaching, Wen Qingzhi grabbed Feng Yunxiao's arm, and the two of them flipped back, "Jump!"

The two fell into the sea, and the moment their figures were swallowed by the sea water, the system took them into the space.

With a thud, they were thrown to the ground together.

The original impact of the damp and salty sea water did not come. Feng Junxiao slowly opened his eyes and was slightly stunned when he saw the unfamiliar scene in front of him.

While he was in a daze, Wen Qingzhi stuffed a pill into his mouth, "Antidote."

After hesitating for two seconds, he swallowed it. As he exhaled, he felt his strength return slightly.

At this moment, Wen Qingzhi had already stood up and walked towards her apartment. Seeing this, Feng Junxiao followed her.

He followed Wen Qingzhi and looked around.

"What is this place?"

After Wen Qingzhi led him into the apartment, she went to the refrigerator to look for the food she had prepared earlier and casually threw a chicken leg to Feng Yunxiao.

"The home of the gods."

Feng Junxiao grabbed the cold chicken leg and saw that she was eating it with relish, so he started eating too.

He looked around, finally walked up to Wen Qingzhi and sat on the sofa.

The sofa was very soft, and the moment he sat down, his buttocks sank into it. Feng Junxiao looked at him curiously and asked, "What is this?"

"sofa."

Wen Qingzhi sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. She had been struggling with how to explain it to him so that he would be convinced, but now Feng Yunxiao didn't ask at all, which made her feel relieved.

Everything around him seemed too unreal to Feng Yunxiao. He pinched the soft sofa and himself from time to time, relying on the pain to prove that he was not dreaming.