Yuan Chang's laughter was colder than the frost in the sky, "How dare I, Xie Shizi said that he would kill you, and threatened you, wouldn't it be dead." ”

After that, under the nose of Xie Ci, he helped Qin Lancang up.

The blood stains on his body were not disgusted in the slightest, and they would stain her clean clothes.

The white fox fur cloak was instantly stained with blood.

Qin Lancang didn't expect Yuan Changhuan to come, let alone that she would support herself, and seemed to stand by herself.

Quite incredulous, "Am I dead?" ”

"Or are you dreaming?"

"Miss Xiaoyuan, is it really you?"

Qin Lancang was held by Yuan Changhuan's warm hand, and a woman's soft and beautiful voice came from his ears, "It's me, it's not a dream, this time, I will never let anyone hurt you." ”

Take the initiative to hold his hand.

The white jade-like fingers were also stained with eye-catching blood.

Qin Lancang was ecstatic in an instant, and after the ecstasy, he spat out blood, wanting to break away from Yuan Changhuan, "Little Yuan girl, stay away from me, I have heavy blood on my body, I'm afraid of getting on you." ”

"I'm not afraid."

Yuan Changhuan looked at Qin Lancang steadily.

The peach blossom eyes are full of certainty and calmness under the frost.

"Yuanyuan, come here."

Xie Ci's cold voice was full of cold anger, and he repeated it.

This time, compared to the last time, there was more impatience and irritability.

It's a pity that Yuan Changhuan turned a deaf ear, stood side by side with Qin Lancang, and whispered to him, "I'll send you back." ”

Not far away, Xuan Ling stood with his hands in his hands, smiling as if he was dissolved with heaven and earth.

The splendid and gorgeous robe on the body is blown by the wind.

Yuan Changhuan turned his head and saw Xuan Ling, and his eyebrows were cold, "Don't you want to help?" ”

"The female benefactor spoke, how could the poor monk not help."

After that, Xuan Ling really obediently walked towards Yuan Changhuan.

The smile on the corner of Xie Ci's lips became more and more steep, the ink color was as deep as the phoenix eyes of the night, and the thin lips opened slightly, "Ink dust, all punished." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ink silk in the sleeve of the shirt made a move, wrapping around Yuan Changhuan's waist like a snake.

But for a moment.

Yuan Changhuan felt himself soaring into the air.

"Thank you, you ......"

Just when she thought that she would be taken away by Xie Ci, suddenly, the ink silk shattered, and Xuan Ling beside her held Yu Xiao in his hand and flew towards Xie Ci.

A loose waist.

The whole person fell out of thin air.

"Female donor, if the little monk saves you this time, you have to worship the little monk as a teacher."

While pestering the thanks, Xuan Ling did not forget to discuss the conditions with Yuan Changhuan.

Yuan Changhuan stood in place, looked at the two people fighting, and said slowly, "I didn't ask you to save me, please do it." ”

That being said.

Yuan Changhuan didn't think he could leave.

Qin Lancang, who was beside her, whispered in her ear, "Miss Xiaoyuan, I know that I can't leave this time, but you must not recognize the thief as a husband again, he is the culprit who killed your brother, when I and Yuan Zheng were about to go to the border, we encountered a killer, fortunately saved, even we were ambushed by Linzhao is the handwriting of thanks, if you don't run into it this time, I'm afraid I will have no bones, you must remember that his words are not credible!" ”

"Ahem, ahem!"

He said a long sentence in one breath, although the words were very light and fast, but Yuan Changhuan heard it clearly.

"Alright, stop talking, I'll take you out of here."

Yuan Changhuan covered his mouth and stopped him from talking.

did not take him to take the opportunity to escape, but ......

Turning to look at them, his peach blossom eyes burning.

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