Chapter 1490: Aren’t You Afraid I’ll Steal the Princess?

Bai Zhi’er waved her hand: "Brother Fu Ce, you hurry and help him!"

Feng Fuce frowned: "I don’t want to deal with him."

"If you don’t go, then I must. That group is coming, we can’t leave Xie Yu all alone in such a distant place!"

After the young girl finished speaking, Feng Fuce could only put down the kite and resignedly walk towards Xie Yu.

"Such a bother." He frowned.

When he got closer, Xie Yu was still struggling.

Feng Fuce reprimanded coldly: "Stop moving!"

Xie Yu was displeased: "I didn’t ask you to help me."

"So should I leave then?"

"... Untie me before you go!"

Feng Fuce gave a cold chuckle, as though Xie Yu’s reaction was exactly as he expected.

His slender fingers skillfully untangled Xie Yu’s hair, which had been caught by the branches.

"Ow!" Xie Yu yelped several times in pain: "Marquis Wan, are you taking personal revenge?"

Feng Fuce said coldly: "What about you is worth my revenge?"

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll steal the Princess?" Xie Yu raised an eyebrow.

"What’s there to be afraid of? Judging by you, I doubt it’s possible." Feng Fuce reacted with utmost calm.

However, the action of pulling Xie Yu’s hair was suddenly more aggressive and impatient.

Xie Yu laughed: "You say you don’t care, but you’re actually afraid. Otherwise, why would you dress like this and join us to catch people?"

"Aren’t you wearing a dress too?"

"What do I have to be afraid of? In Great Chu, no one knows I am the Emperor of Yan Country."

"Heh, don’t worry. I’ll have someone send a portrait of you in a dress back to Yan Country, so your people can see just what a benevolent person their Emperor is."

Xie Yu was stunned, then reacted in fury: "How despicable of you!"

Feng Fuce sneered: "Right back at you."

Suddenly.

Feng Fuce heard something sweep through the nearby forest.

His eyes turned sharply cold, and he quickly lifted his head to look towards the distant forest.

"What is it? Haven’t you untied me yet?" Xie Yu urged.

Feng Fuce looked directly towards the direction of Bai Zhi’er.

Sure enough!

In that instant, Bai Zhi’er had been abducted.

"Damn it." Feng Fuce cursed under his breath.

He immediately let go of Xie Yu, and chased after the direction where Bai Zhi’er disappeared.

Xie Yu struggled: "What’s going on? Why are you running?!"

"Bai Zhi’er is lost; you stay here and don’t wander around. Otherwise, if you lose your life, don’t blame me for not warning you." Feng Fuce left a remark, executed Qinggong, and was soon hidden in the dense woods.

Xie Yu’s face changed dramatically upon hearing this.

He promptly drew the dagger hidden at his waist and swiftly cut off the tangled strands of hair.

Then, Xie Yu dashed towards the depths of the forest as if flying.

Meanwhile, Bai Zhi’er just felt her collar and belt being grabbed, soaring quickly.

She intentionally didn’t fight back.

After all, she needed these evil ghosts to take her to their lair.

Bai Zhi’er lowered her head, using the corner of her eye to survey her surroundings.

The scenery of the forest retreated rapidly; the evil ghost dragged her far, deep into the mountains.

The bright sunlight gradually receded, and the air began to carry an utterly frigid chill.

She guessed that the lair of the evil ghosts wasn’t far now.

Suddenly!

The road beneath her feet disappeared abruptly, as the evil ghost pulled her down into a bottomless abyss!

The howling wind brushed past her ears.

Bai Zhi’er squinted slightly, but before she could fall to the ground, the evil ghost had already yanked her up, until they reached outside a long-dried stream cave.

Hundreds of evil ghosts were gathered there.

Before Bai Zhi’er landed, she already saw countless women tied together, pale-faced, clinging to one another.