The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 67 Jungle Assassination 3
Looking back, watching the sharp arrow shoot, it was only a few meters away from them.

The incident happened suddenly, without giving Lan Zihan a chance to react, Leng Yichen hugged her and stood behind her.

"Hmm." A sharp arrow shot into his left shoulder, and Leng Yichen groaned.

When Lan Zihan reacted, he was already injured.

Her heart twitched fiercely, and Li Mou looked at the source of the sharp arrow, only to see a white figure flash past.

Damn it, she clenched her fist.

She looked at Leng Yichen with complicated eyes, and her tone was like a millennium glacier: "Damn it, why did you block this arrow for me?"

She could see clearly that the arrow was shot towards her, and it was obvious that the other party's target was her.

The corners of Leng Yichen's mouth were smiling, and his starry eyes were full of tenderness: "My woman, I will protect you. As I said, you are no longer alone. You will go to the poor and fall to the underworld, and you will have me in the future."

Lan Zihan's body trembled slightly, yes, he said, Shangqiongbi fell to the underworld, there will be him in the future, but she didn't pay much attention to it, who would do this, die for one person, have a follower, Promises are false.But now, she believed it, she was willing to believe him, she was willing to give herself to him, and be with him for the rest of her life.

She smiled slightly, and this smile looked back at Bai Meisheng, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes, such a peerless beauty, which made Leng Yichen's eyes shattered.

It was the first time he had seen her smile so genuinely.

Lan Zihan fine-tuned her willow eyebrows, and lightly parted her vermilion lips: "Up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, I, Lan Zihan, swear to join hands with Leng Yichen in the world."

Leng Yichen's body trembled slightly, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, he pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Because of too much force, the wound on his left shoulder was pulled, and blood flowed out again, but he didn't feel it.

All their hearts are on the little woman in front of them. At this moment, there are not too many words between them, and they have such a tacit understanding with each other.

Because she understands him, he also understands her.

Lan Zihan hooked his back with both hands and hugged him back.

There is no longer any barrier between the two.

The two kept embracing each other until Lan Zihan smelled a bloody smell and realized that his left shoulder was still injured.

She left his arms and said softly: "Don't you want your left shoulder? Don't deal with it if it bleeds." After she finished speaking, she walked behind him and looked at the black blood coming out of her left shoulder. Her eyes narrowed coldly. , the murderous aura all over his body was fully displayed.

"Damn it, there's poison on the arrow."

Leng Yichen was not too surprised, when he came back to his senses, he already felt some discomfort in his body.

Lan Zihan took out the dagger on his body, cut off the clothes on his left shoulder, and said: "Be patient, I will pull it out."

Leng Yichen chuckled, his tone low and magnetic: "Little guy, do it, these are nothing."

Lan Zihan didn't say anything anymore, she knew that it was inevitable for him to get injured when he went to the battlefield.

She stared at the arrow intently, held it tightly with her left hand, and then slammed it hard.

" Um."

Leng Yichen groaned again, shaking his body slightly.

Lan Zihan watched his actions, her heart tightened, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

She put the sharp arrow on the tip of her nose and smelled it, her pupils were cold, and her whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Sensing her strangeness, Leng Yichen asked softly, "Han, what's wrong."

Lan Zihan clenched her fists, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "It's seven insects and seven flowers."

(End of this chapter)