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

However, when she thought of the man's skill and the group of men in black who were desperately protecting him, she thought it was better to send him away.

She doesn't have the heart to provoke another enemy for herself, let alone this person is from Nanlin, who knows if he is some important person from Nanlin?

Lin Qingran still remembered that in her previous life, she was hated by King Zhao of Nanlin for no reason, and the reason was the Prince Nanlin she had never met.

"Coward! Don't worry, I'll leave now!"

The man in black seemed to see through Lin Qingran's thoughts, his eyes were slightly cold, he snorted coldly, and said in an unruly tone.

In this situation, Lin Qingran's tone became cold as he was still talking nonsense here: "Leave now, of course it's best, don't drag me down, who knows if someone will come after you, you know, I She is a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, if someone chases you, and your feet are slippery, I will naturally become the target of those people to vent their anger, and I will be a lonely ghost, is it wrong?"

He was so hurt that he looked like a ghost, and he dared to talk big, but he knew how to give him a good face.

Lin Qingran wished that this man would disappear in front of her as soon as possible. Looking at the aura of those chasing people, it is not easy to provoke. Maybe at this time, he has found the trace of this man and is on his way. Of course, this plague god It's better to go early.

The man in black is in the south, and he has long been known for his viciousness. In the past, let alone his cold voice and black face, just a cold look would scare those women to tears.

At this time, he put on a full posture. Not only was the girl in front of him not frightened by him, but he sneered back. It was him who was angered for a while, and became angry from embarrassment. He forgot that he was injured, and wanted to sit up angrily. Body: "You..."

He was full of momentum, but his body was not strong enough, and the strength he had gathered with great difficulty could only support him halfway through the sitting. The wound on his body was pulled, and the pain went deep into the bone. Under the unbearable, the whole person fell down like a discouraged ball .

"Didn't you say to leave now? Why did you lie down again? Do you want to hang on?"

Lin Qingran said with sarcasm in her eyebrows that she really didn't like the person in front of her. Needless to say, this person, looking at his aloof appearance, knew that he was a person standing on the clouds in the past.

This kind of person is most likely to suffer from narcissism, thinking that at any time, others should surround him and work hard for him, and he should bow his head to beg for help, but still put on a bad face, as if everyone owes him.

But he didn't think about how much trouble, trouble, and danger he would bring to others.

If he spoke well at this moment, Lin Qingran might not really care about him, after all, survival is a human instinct, and he hid in her boudoir, in the end, he just wanted to find a little life, and it is understandable.

It's just that this person's tone is too flat.

The man was so enraged by Lin Qingran that he almost vomited blood, his chest was writhing, and he lay weakly on the soft bed, staring at Lin Qingran with only a pair of stern eyes.

If this person still has the strength, I'm afraid I will be torn to pieces by him!

Lin Qingran laughed gloatingly: "If you want someone to save you, just sweeten your mouth and say a few nice words. Maybe I'll save you once I'm in a good mood!"

Hearing this, the man's pale as paper face flushed red, and he glared at Lin Qingran angrily: "This damn girl's mouth is still so poisonous, it hasn't changed at all!"