Burning Seventeen hurried over.

"What's wrong?" She asked hurriedly.

What happened again?

The other two were too frightened to move.

Burning Seventeen himself went to probe the man's snort.

"Dead?!"

The pores of the whole body felt like they were about to explode.

The breeze blows, and it also becomes creepy.

"How did he die?"

She looked confused.

The other two looked at her like idiots.

Clenching the weapon in his hand, he didn't even care about Hua Yan and the corpse of the Ziyuan martial artist, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

However, how can it be so easy to go?

"Don't kill them, plus me, I owe you five lives, leave the three of them behind! Qinchuan ......"

Huayan's strong spirit suddenly loosened, and the whole person fell into chaos, and there was no longer self.

Qinchuan ......

Seventeen or so people were burned, but they heard it clearly.

Escape!

Burning Seventeen was just subconsciously, and this idea came to mind.

The other two had already stirred up a long distance in an instant.

However, can they run away?

A sharp attack, out of nowhere.

I saw that behind them, two light blades suddenly appeared.

Poof!

There was no time to resist, and the blade of light slashed past their back knees.

"Ah!!h

Blood, at a glance!

Two screams erupted suddenly.

Burning Seventeen's knees trembled, and the leg that was about to flee was so weak that he couldn't move even half an inch for some reason.

Qin Chuan didn't know where to hide, and when he appeared, he flew down from the sky.

He seemed to come on the moon, appeared beside Hua Yan, and scooped her up from the mud.

"Hmm......"

The cheeks are red and burned like red apples.

Her blood-stained dirty hands groped around the man when she was picked up.

Qin Chuan pressed her snow-white arm.

"Hot ......"

Flowers.

His eyes are as watery as a green spring, and he is so aggrieved.

Qin Chuan's brows were about to frown, and he loosened slightly.

"You, where do you want to go?"

Looking up, he looked at the retreating Burning Seventeen.

Burning Seventeen looked at him in horror.

"I ......"

She watched as a long needle appeared in Qin Chuan's hand.

Long needle, rotate.

"Don't kill me, I'm the prince's man, Prince Qin Chuan, you can't kill me......"

Burning seventeen trembled.

She hadn't seen Qin Chuan's power with her own eyes, so he shot too quickly, but he didn't show the violence of a martial artist.

But the great name of the prince of Qin Chuan is like thunder in Fengguo.

At the mention of him, almost all of them had a look of respect.

Because he doesn't interfere in too many things, he cultivates to a high level.

Now, he is meddling in the affairs of the Holy Martial Academy and the crown prince.

Hopefully, the prince's notoriety will make him stop......

Qin Chuan didn't want to say much.

He didn't kill her.

Hua Yan said that she would save their lives......

Brush!

Long needles fly out!

Burning Seventeen watched as a flash of light flashed by, getting closer and closer, so fast that she could barely dodge even a single step.

Poof!

Long needle, pierce her head!

Just like that, stuck there, not even bleeding out, but there are sections of long needles on the forehead and the back of the head.

Burning Seventeen raised his hand tremblingly and touched the long needle.

Her face was pale, and she didn't know whether to cry or rejoice, so that she would not die.

"Hmm, take it away......"

Here, I finally took advantage of Qin Chuan's raised hand to grope around him again.

The hand burrowed into his neckline and covered his strong chest.

Qin Chuan held her hand.

Looking, looking around, I found a lake.

Poof!

On the shore, he shook his hand, and Huayan fell into the water.