290. The one who is the prince!

Wen Ranran stared at Zhao Long condescendingly.

The more fierce the other party looked like he was going to eat her, the more angry she became, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile and sat beside him.

"I just like the way you can't get used to it but can't kill me!"

Zhao Long took a sip and didn't look at her.

"There aren't many people who know that I don't have internal strength."

Wen Ranran opened her mouth slowly, staring at Zhao Long tightly, accurately grasping the heart weakness that flashed under his eyes, approaching his ear a little, and asking in a low voice.

"Where did you hear that?"

?!

Zhao Long subconsciously stayed a little away from Wen Ranran.

"I ...... I can see it at a glance! ”

"Really? The soldiers you are looking for are all big men, and they are very brute force, and it is obvious that they are aimed at me who have no internal strength and are not strong in martial arts. ”

"That's just a coincidence!"

A flash of cold light.

Wen Ranran pressed Zhao Long's shoulder and pressed a dagger against his neck!

The cold metal did not make Zhao Long feel a trace of refreshment in the scorching heat, and even the stimulated hairs stood on end, and the force that suppressed him was difficult for him to break free at all.

He was at the mercy of a woman who seemed powerless!

A pair of eyes widened.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Wen Ranran's eyes were as cold as ice, "Do you know what happens to those who want to kill me?" ”

Zhao Long swallowed his saliva and already had the intention of retreating.

"Are you the eldest princess?"

"What?" Zhao Long was puzzled.

"You're the Prince's man?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Zhao Long's eyes.

"It's the Prince's man!" Wen Ran was determined.

Let's just say that the eldest princess is too busy with her own now, and she lacks skills, where is there any time to take care of her?

However, the crown prince and the eldest princess are the same dog!

When she kills the eldest princess, it is better to help the prince kill the prince too!

Wen Ranran asked again, "How many people in your camp are the princes who secretly stumble on the prime minister?" ”

The backstage was exposed, Zhao Long relied on her lack of clear evidence, and gritted his teeth, "I don't understand what you say, you don't give me these names!" ”

"Zhang Ying, too, right?"

Wen Ranran suddenly asked, caught off guard, Zhao Long subconsciously showed the panic of being discovered, and it was too late to cover it up.

"Sure enough......"

Wen Ranran put away the dagger and laughed harmlessly.

"Take care of your injuries!"

Zhao Long found that her face suddenly froze, and he strode out of the barracks, slightly relieved, his back was already wet, and his heart was raised again.

This woman is not easy to mess with!

The prince was so reckless that he let them do it to her so hastily!

……

Wen Ran ran out of the barracks and went straight to the main general's barracks.

That feeling is coming back!

Pulled by a familiar force......

There was no one around the main general's barracks, and the silence was normal as if there was no situation, and Wen Ranran kicked the door open.

"Bang"!

A loud bang frightened Mao Er, the green-robed merchant inside.

Mao Er was shocked, nervously "Abba Aba" twice, and hurriedly pounced on Mao Da, howling in pain.

"Mao Da Mao Da, why did you faint? Wake up! ”

"Don't pretend at this time!"

Wen Ranran teased, stepped forward and pinched the fainted hairy chin in two steps, and really saw something in his mouth!

It's a black shard, still faintly shining!

"Don't move!"

A palm split!

Wen Ranran dodged lightly and slapped her assailant in the chest with her backhand.

Mao Er was knocked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and seeing that Wen Ranran was about to take out the black stone from Mao's mouth, he shouted in horror.

"Can't move! He's going to die! ”

Wen Ranran paused, first probed the hairy snort and pulse, and frowned.

This man was dying, as if he was going to die in the next moment!