The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Even though this person is seriously injured and dying at the moment, the natural arrogance is still undiminished. Although his facial features cannot be seen clearly through the hair and blood stains, the ice-stained eyes are threatening Lin Qingran , She couldn't help shivering.

Lin Qingran swears that in two lifetimes, she has never seen such cold eyes, indifferent and without a trace of warmth.

Presumably this person must seldom turn to others for help, so his pleading for help, not only does not have the slightest hint of pleading, but has a high-ranking momentum.

This person's identity should be very honorable!

Lin Qingran thought about it for a while, and decided to save people: It's good to have a noble status. When she needs help in the future, she can ask for it with kindness. Such a good thing is worth taking the risk.

The man in black seems to be very good at reading people's thoughts. For just a moment, as if he felt Lin Qingran's decision, he let go of her hand and ordered in a low voice: "There is... a ruined temple in the west... ..."

The meaning is simple.

Five words, location, and advice on how to deal with it came, and Lin Qingran had no doubts about this person's dignified status.

Hearing this tone, it is a habit of giving orders.

It is also prudent to look at the black clothes and act, and I don't know how it ended up like this?

However, Lin Qingran was no longer curious about this, so she helped the man in black up with difficulty, and followed the man in black's words, and headed west.

I stumbled along the way and almost fell down a few times. If it wasn't for the fact that the man was seriously injured but still had some strength, he might not be able to reach the ruined temple until dark.

After about a stick of incense, I finally saw the ruined temple that the man in black said. Lin Qingran couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and sent the man in black to the ruined temple.

"Fire!" A voice as cold as the cold wind outside sounded.

"What?" Lin Qingran didn't understand for a moment.

"Get some firewood and start a fire!"

The voice of the man in black seemed a little impatient, but he still said word by word. Looking from the ruined temple, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, shining brighter and brighter than when looking from the outside. Her indifference made her feel even colder.

Lin Qingran shivered, just like being stripped naked in winter and standing in the snow, her head immediately became sober.

"Well, wait a minute, I'll go find firewood." Since Lin Qingran was fishing for big fish with a long line, naturally he would not twist with him anymore.

Around the ruined temple, he picked up some dead branches and piled them up at the footsteps of the man in black.

While she was doing these actions, the man in black kept watching her quietly, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Hiss", Lin Qingran's finger was pricked by a branch, and the blood beads rolled down like that.

It hurts!

Lin Qingran put the bloody finger on her lips and sucked it a few times, and the color spread around her lips, making her eyes more rippling and charming.

The man's eyes moved slightly: The daughter in front of me is only thirteen or fourteen years old, how could she have a charming and charming style that has gone through vicissitudes?

He was not a meddlesome person, and this thought just flashed in his mind, and then he let it go.

But at the next moment, the indifference on his ice sculpture-like face suddenly broke, like a peeling mask, he stared dumbfounded at the bright hand crawling on his waist: "You...you are... This is……"

Whether men and women can kiss each other, she is...

No way, could he be mistaken, the girl in front of him is still a flower picker, no?