Chapter 2043: Deep Palace Sake and Peach Blossom Drunk (17)

Feng Qianche snorted, looking at him with extreme disdain in his eyes and said: "Do you think you can live to that time?"

"Your Highness, why don't you take a look at the roof first!"

The next second, a row of archers appeared on the roof. They were all wearing night clothes and covered their faces, so they couldn't see their appearance at all.

But it is certain that the hidden arrow just now came from the side.

It seems that they did have a deployment in advance.

"We can't fight here. It's easy to dodge the open spear, but it's hard to defend against the hidden arrow." Luo Qingchen frowned and said: "Is there any other way to go?"

Feng Qianche frowned tightly, with a dark light in his deep eyes, and said with thin lips: "We definitely can't get through the road ahead. The cliff behind the temple..."

"The cliff is the cliff--"

In an instant, she raised her right hand, and the Fengwu sword lifted a snowflake.

She reached out and grabbed Feng Qianche's hand, and walked towards Qingsen Temple.

"Hmph——" The next second, Dong Liang snorted and said, "A turtle in a jar."

"You guys guard the door, don't let a fly fly out." After instructing the archers and the more than ten death warriors behind him, he said, "You guys follow me in to meet them."

For Dong Liang, he was not in a hurry at all.

Because Feng Qianche had nowhere to escape, at this moment he had only one result——

that is: waiting to die.

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When Luo Qingchen arrived at the cliff behind the temple, her heart instantly rose to her throat.

The snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier. From her direction, the cliff seemed to stand in the clouds, bottomless.

Dong Liang chased after him slowly, with more than a dozen well-trained men in black behind him.

"I said, you can't run away." Dong Liang shrugged helplessly and said, "Or if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cuts off his arms, there is still a chance to survive."

Luo Qingchen looked at Dong Liang's expression, which didn't seem to be mocking. People are all made of flesh and blood. After five years of master-servant friendship, he probably felt guilty for using the other party's trust to defeat him.

Perhaps, he thought this was Feng Qianche's only hope to survive.

After all, a person with broken arms could not become a future emperor, but he could survive.

"You have been with me for so many years, don't you understand my temper?" He lowered his cold eyes, and a chill emanated from his whole body.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and there was a cliff behind him. Feng Qianche held a sword in his left hand, and his moon-white clothes were stained with blood from the fight just now, which was particularly shocking.

If he hadn't seen it at this time, Luo Qingchen probably wouldn't have known that he was injured.

"Then I'm afraid I have to say goodbye to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand lightly, and several archers behind him immediately took their positions.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly and said, "Shoot."

"Clang, clang, clang---" The sound of sharp weapons colliding with each other sounded in his ears.

Feng Qianche pushed Luo Qingchen back with all her strength. She felt her body suddenly unstable, and her right foot was hanging in the air beside the cliff. After a few frictions, the broken stones fell into the abyss.

"Finally, you know why you came to the cliff?" Feng Qianche's eyebrows moved slightly. At this moment of life and death, the corners of his mouth unconsciously drew a faint smile. He turned around and looked at her and said, "So Miss Qing wanted to die with me for love!"

"Don't let them jump off the cliff, shoot the arrow quickly--" Dong Liang seemed to be aware of the people around him, and his originally unhurried tone suddenly became a little anxious.