Feng Qian Che gave a soft snort as he looked at him with utmost disdain, “You think you can live that long?”
“Your highness, how about you look at the roof first!”
A row of archers appeared on the roof. They were all wearing dark clothes and masks, so their appearances weren’t revealed at all.
But now he knew where that arrow had just come from.
It seems like they had been prepared.
“We can’t fight them here, a hidden arrow is much harder to guard against.” Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows and said, “Is there any other way to go?”
Feng Qian Che deeply knitted his brows. There was a dark glow in his deep eyes as he said, “We can’t take the path in front of us and there are cliffs behind the temple……”
“A cliff is a cliff then.”
She raised her right hand and the Phoenix Dance Sword lifted the snow.
She reached out to take Feng Qian Che’s hand and headed into the Green Wood Temple.
“Humph!” Dong Liang said with a snort, “A turtle in its shell.”
“You guard here and don’t let a single fly escape.” He said to the archers and the guards behind him, “The rest of you will follow me in to chase them.”
Dong Liang wasn’t in a rush at all.
Because Feng Qian Che had nowhere to escape, there was only one ending in this situation.
It was to wait for death.
When Luo Qing Chen came to the cliff behind the wall, her heart came to the throat.
The snow was getting bigger and looking down, there were clouds blocking the way and she couldn’t see the bottom.
Dong Liang calmly followed them with more than ten well trained men in black clothes behind him.
“I’ve said it, you can’t run.” Dong Liang gave a helpless shrug, “Or if your highness broke your arms, there is a chance to live.”
Luo Qing Chen looked at Dong Liang’s expression and it wasn’t a taunting expression. People’s hearts were made of flesh and after being master and servant for five years, he had gained the other side’s trust, so there was a bit of guilt in his heart.
Or perhaps he thought that this was indeed Feng Qian Che’s only hope of living.
After all, it was impossible for a person with two crippled arms to become the emperor, but he could still live.
“You’ve been with me all these years, you still don’t know my character?” His cold eyes narrowed as a chill spread from him.
The sky was filled with snow and there were cliffs behind them. Feng Qian Che raised his sword with his left hand and with those white robes that had been stained with blood from fighting, he looked very shocking.
If she hadn’t seen it, Luo Qing Chen wouldn’t have known that he was injured.
“Then this servant can only say goodbye to your highness.” As soon as his voice fell, he raised his right hand and the archers behind him took their places.
He suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, “Fire.”
“Kuang, kuang, kuang, kuang.” The sounds of weapons clashing rang out.
Feng Qian Che forced Luo Qing Chen behind him and she felt that she was losing her balance. Her right foot was right over the cliff and after moving it a few times, the stone underneath fell into the abyss.
“I finally know why you want to come to this cliff.” Feng Qian Che couldn’t help revealing a faint smile at this moment of life and death as he turned to look at her, “So miss Qing wanted to die with me!”
“Don’t let them jump, quickly fire!” Dong Liang seemed to have realized something and there was a bit of anxiety that appeared in that calm tone of his.