The Queen of the Return of the Tyrant Wants to Run Away from Marriage

Chapter 104 Chapter 120
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The door opened, and Long Bai came out with a pale face. Outside the door, Nalan Qing was sitting there rubbing his head irritably, trying to dissipate the messy emotions in his heart.

Long Bai walked up to Nalan Qing and looked at him carefully, with complicated eyes, he handed the medicine in his hand to her: "He won't let others touch him, only you can get close!"

Nalan Qing subconsciously grasped the medicine bottle... She was a little puzzled when she saw Long Bai's guilt-ridden eyes.

Why are you looking at her like that?
Watching Nalan Qing walk into the room, Long Bai squatted down covering his face with his hands, feeling pain in his heart...

sorry Sorry……

The most important person in this world is only my elder brother...even if my elder brother falls in love with a man...even if the man my elder brother likes is the one I like...

even if...

Nalan Qing walked into the room, Long Ze lay motionless on the bed, the blood on her body stained the sheets red, which made her heart tighten slightly.

It's all hurt like this, so what's the point of being self-willed?
He seemed to be unconscious, with his eyes slightly closed, feeling very fragile.

Nalan Qing walked to his side, looking at the clothes stuck to the wound, she gently separated... Maybe it was too painful, but I could clearly feel Long Ze's slightly trembling body, slowly opening his mouth. There are grievances in the eyes...

pain!
At this time he expressed the message.

The movements of his hands couldn't help being much gentler. He carefully cut off his clothes, cleaned his wound, and carefully bandaged it...

It took an hour and a half to clean up the wound on his body, and the more she cleaned it, the heavier her heart sank.

A strange tingling sensation floated up faintly...

Staring at the unconscious and awake man, Nalan Qing's eyes were fixed on him holding her hand, and did not shake him off.

There's no need to argue with a fool.

Nalan Qing's heart was very confused, her hand was held tightly by Long Ze, and she kept the same posture thinking... Slowly, her face became more and more serious...

It was as if the ice visible to the naked eye was freezing her expression step by step...

His eyes were as cold as the fire of the dead, and Nalan Qing just looked at the man in front of him for a long time, for a long time... until midnight...

In a certain room of the Siyue Tower, the moonlight fell into the room. The room did not have any lighting, but it became brighter because of this ray of moonlight.

Nalan Qing, who was sitting by the bed, kept the same posture until a very slight voice came from outside, and she said indifferently, "You're back?"

"Yes!" A very faint voice sounded in the air.

"Have you found out what happened this time?" Nalan Qing kept his eyes fixed on Long Ze's sleeping face without shifting his eyes.

The strange gaze is not so much caring for the patient as it is examining something.

"Yes, an assassin organization has accepted a mission, and the content of the mission is to assassinate you, master!" In the dark, a faint voice was tinged with a trace of anger.

"Where's the old nest?"

The man replied: "Just found it!"

When Nalan Qing heard this, she stood up, stretched out her hand to brush away Long Ze's clenched hand, and left with a icy chill.

The moonlight is getting colder... Maybe it's because of Nalan Qing, who somehow feels a slight chill.

Long Ze, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, woke up, looked down at the beautifully bound wound on his body, stroked Nalan Qing's left hand with his right hand, and smiled faintly: "Qi, you and Qi, follow up, Don't let him suffer half a point of injury!"

Chi's face in the dark changed slightly.

Even Chi was dispatched... the master is real...

"Yes!"

In the moonlight, Long Ze's face that looked like a demon was looming, his cold and charming lips hooked slightly, and there was a distorted and crazy joy in his eyes: "Is this... angry for me?"

Or... do you have him in your heart?

No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that Nalan Qing was angry.

In the dark night, a strong wind blew up, the first half of the night was still bright and the moon was hanging high, and in the second half of the night when Nalan Qing was dispatched, the strong wind blew up, the sky was so dark that there was no light at all, it was as dark as ink that could not be melted.

Somewhere in the imperial city, streaks of black wind flicker like dark ghosts... In this dark night like a demon realm, the existence of this team is even more ethereal and illusory...

"Boom here!" Nalan Qing coldly looked at the very ordinary and secret Assassin's Pavilion in front of her, her eyes were cold and heartless.

"Master, this is the branch of the Assassin Pavilion, this is a declaration of war against them!"

Nalan glanced at the group of people behind him as if he was looking at the dead: "Are you afraid?"

"As the dragon team trained by the master himself, the subordinates have been with death for a long time, what fear?" The leader bent down and knelt at her feet, looking up at this god-like existence to their dragon team .

For their own gods, they can do anything.

Killing gods, Buddhas, ghosts and demons... nothing to be afraid of.

"This is your first official mission, order: slaughter this place, leave no chicken or dog behind!"

Hearing Nalan Qing say the word order, everyone knelt down in unison, and they showed a pair of fiery eyes in masked faces.

Ah... finally... I can finally serve my master faithfully.

"Yes!"

Everyone rushed out in an instant, and their goal was the enemy in the opposite yard.

They don't know the quantity or ability, but they are fearless.

Because: the dragon group is the strongest!

They are the strongest!

Nalanqing stood on a high place with her hands behind her back and looked at the action and ability of the dragon group. This is a hidden guard she trained for four years... imitating the training method of modern mercenaries...

In her previous life, she traveled to various countries to sell arms, and there were countless dangers... and the ones who protected her were mercenaries.

Elites in all fields...

Just like this dragon group...the team has a strong sense of division of labor and cooperation...the most important thing is that she needs their fanatical belief.

The sound of explosions can be heard in the dark night...like thunder in the sky...the explosions that sounded from time to time are completely covered by the sudden change of weather.

"what happened?"

"Enemy, there is an enemy..."

"come……"

The resting killer woke up from his sleep when he heard the voice, but it was too late.

Cutting the throat with a knife, poisonous powder, gunpowder, crossbow arrows, sleeve arrows... everything that can kill a person is their ability.

In order to survive, everyone's fighting style has never been single.

As long as you can kill the enemy, you can use any means.

This is what the master taught them. The strong are the most respected and defined the rules of this world: No matter what dirty means the strong use, as long as they win, they are strong.

The monstrous flames ignited in the dark night, and the soaring pillar of fire illuminated the entire night sky.

Under this dark night, no one saw it. Under the raging fire, a human Tai Sui, the king of the demon world, walked out.

She led the berserkers behind her to slaughter all the lives of this killer branch, and came to the world on the red lotus karma.

　Moonlight shrinks back in fear, such a master Qing is too cute!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)