Chapter 1717: Face-slapping, Round 7 (9) Although the prince was a man, he wasn’t as capable or as strong as Feng Wu. No matter how hard he tried to run, there was a limit to his strength. Turning her head, Feng Wu saw that the prince was drained of color. Even his lips were bloodless, and he seemed he was about to pass out. Feng Wu had to stop. “Are you alright?” Feng Wu stared at him. The prince was too busy panting to say a word. He was only able to breathe after a long while. “I can still run... I can...” Feng Wu frowned. “Are you sure?” The prince nodded. Feng Wu then handed him a bottle each of spiritual essence potion and strength potion. “Drink them.” Little Phoenix stomped its foot. Feng Wu almost used up her potions last time, and she hadn’t had time to replenish them yet. Those two bottles were very valuable. How could she have given them away just like that?! Little Phoenix glared at Feng Wu. “They can save your life at a critical moment!” The two bottles of potion were like a long-awaited rain for the prince, and he drank them up as soon as he took them. He looked guiltily at Feng Wu when he heard what the bird said. “Miss Feng...” Feng Wu impatiently waved him off. “They’re yours, so just drink them.” Pursing his lips, the prince made up his mind that if he could get out of this alive, he would marry Feng Wu! She would be his official wife! “Miss Feng, I...” Before the prince could say another word, Feng Wu asked directly, “How much of your strength have you recovered?” “About half my strength...” “Then stop talking and run!” Feng Wu rolled her eyes at the prince and dragged him away. They hadn’t run fast enough earlier and had only covered a third of the distance so far. “It’s been 15 minutes,” Little Phoenix mumbled as it flew. “Six has probably finished his breakthrough already.” Feng Wu gritted her teeth and didn’t say a word. Talking would only use up more of her energy. Little Phoenix was still worried, so it looked back. What it saw almost frightened it to death. It swooped down and yelled at Feng Wu, “Damn it! Six is chasing you, and he’s running very fast! He’s like a streak of lightning!” The prince felt his knees buckle and he almost fainted. Feng Wu stiffened and looked distressed. “That’s two minutes earlier than I expected.” Feng Wu frowned. “This won’t do. He’ll catch up with us, and none of us will be able to get away.” The prince gritted his teeth and gave it some thought. He then looked into Feng Wu’s eyes and said, “Miss Feng, just leave me here.” Feng Wu frowned at him. The prince said, “You’re innocent in this, and I pulled you into this because I was careless. And now, I’m holding you back. Otherwise, you would have been able to run away on your own.” Feng Wu didn’t speak. Because he was right. Without him, she could survive this. After all, this wasn’t the first time she had fought a Spiritual Lord. She had made Seven and the Demon Chimpanzee miserable, hadn’t she? The prince had a solemn look in his eyes when he said, “So, just leave me here.” He then bowed at her. Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.