The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1522 - 739 The God of Death is Coming! _2

"Little Princess!"

The Dong Family guard went to catch her.

No sooner had he leaped into the air than guards from the Du Family and the Yang Family each grabbed one of his feet.

"I’m going to fall to my death! I’m going to fall to my death!"

The Little Princess cried out with her eyes shut, landing heavily on the ground.

Huh?

It didn’t hurt.

It was soft, wafting air.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Little Jing Kong, who she had landed on, rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue.

Little Princess: Wailing~

Little Jing Kong, having recovered in three seconds, quickly scrambled up, grabbed the Little Princess’s hand, and together they ran off!

As the five men fought, suddenly one of the Chen Family guards exclaimed, "Stop fighting! She’s gone!"

All four turned their heads in unison, and indeed, the Little Princess was nowhere to be seen!

They had been so engrossed in their battle that they had not noticed the direction the Little Princess had escaped in.

"How could the Little Princess run off by herself? Is she really that brave?" the Chen Family guard wondered in astonishment.

When he had found the Little Princess, she had been like a terrified little rabbit.

The Dong Family guard asked, "Could it be the work of another noble family?"

The Du Family guard snorted, "What’s the use of saying that now? While the five of us were fighting a life and death battle, we were unwittingly making a wedding dress for someone else. Surely, none of us can swallow this pride, right?"

The Chen Family guard gritted his teeth, "If I find out who did this, I’ll slaughter him!"

Little Jing Kong led the Little Princess in a mad dash.

The sky gradually darkened, and danger seemed to emanate from every corner of the forest.

They couldn’t go any further in; they had to think of a way out!

No sooner had the thought crossed Little Jing Kong’s mind than a shadow descended from the sky, blocking his and the Little Princess’s path.

"It’s you!"

Little Jing Kong recognized him, it was the peddler who had kidnapped the Little Princess during the day.

The peddler curled his lips with amusement, "My boy, you have a good memory. Ah, what’s that saying? Isn’t it something like ’searching high and low, only to find it effortlessly’?"

Little Jing Kong watched him warily.

"You, you stay away!" said the Little Princess, both scared and fierce.

The peddler chuckled, "Rest assured, Princess, I have no intention of harming you. As long as you come with me quietly, I promise to return you unharmed."

The Little Princess tightly clung to Little Jing Kong’s hand, "You’re a big villain, a stinky rascal! I won’t go with you!"

Rascal was a term that Little Jing Kong and the Little Princess had discussed earlier in the cave.

The peddler gently tempted, "It’s getting dark, and the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards in the woods will soon come out. Does the Little Princess really want to be eaten by wolves and tigers?"

"I... I..." the Little Princess trembled with fear.

She, she did not want to be eaten.

Little Jing Kong, holding the Little Princess’s hand, turned around to run back, only to see another man dressed in black on the other side.

This was the saying ’wolves in front, tigers behind’ in action.

"Don’t bother with any more talk. Those people should be searching for us soon. They know you’re skilled in martial arts, but I heard that Taoist Priest Qingfeng from the Geng Family and Qun Xuan from the Han Family are also out looking for the Little Princess."

The peddler’s brows furrowed slightly, "Fine, take the Little Princess and let’s go!"

"What about this kid?"

"Forget about him. Leave him here to feed the wolves."

Upon hearing this, the Little Princess, who had been terrified to the point of tears, somehow mustered the courage to spread her arms protectively in front of Little Jing Kong, "Don’t let Jing Kong be fed to the wolves!"

The peddler laughed, clearly not taking the Little Princess’s threat seriously, as he sauntered over to the two tiny figures.

Suddenly, Little Jing Kong reached into his pocket, grabbed something, and threw it at the peddler.

With a flick of his fingertips, the peddler caught it and laughed. It was a fruit, typical of an ignorant child who has no conception of the gravity of the situation.

Little Jing Kong had picked quite a few fruits earlier, throwing some from the hem of his clothes, still keeping others in his pockets.

He quickly tossed seven or eight more fruits at the peddler.

The peddler could not even be bothered to dodge.

But when he thought the last one was just another fruit, it suddenly exploded with a bang!

Luckily, his lightness skill was excellent, allowing him to dodge swiftly, otherwise he would have been injured!

The peddler landed on a tree branch, looking down with contempt at the obstinate child who scared him.

The little guy was calm, not showing the slightest sign of panic from beginning to end.

There was an indescribable determination in his eyes.

The child wasn’t afraid of him!

The peddler clenched his fist.

It was just a child, so why couldn’t he look the boy in the eye?

And furthermore—

He was beginning to feel threatened by a mere child.

This was so strange!

A thought crossed his mind—this child must not be allowed to live; he would not be killed in this forest! One day when he grew up, he would become an existence feared by all!