Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Wind Rises

"Something is wrong." Wen Yu stood in front of Luo Rao, frowning at the movements of the man in black. Anyone who was struck by the wind more than five meters away turned to attack Baili Mozen. At this time, only half of the original people were left on their side.

Isn't the target a child?

Luo Rao heard his words, and also looked around, and suddenly was flashed by a light, and looked fixedly, the silver light in the woods behind Baili flickered and dimmed, was it an arrow or a hidden weapon? "Be careful!"

Baili Mozen turned around and threw the sword in his hand at the place where the silver light flickered. There was a scream, and the silver light went out. He had just finished dealing with the killer in the woods when he didn't notice that a man in black had already rushed behind him with his sword raised. Luo Rao's whole heart was on Baili, and she pounced on her without thinking about it, but the man in black saw her and removed his sword in horror.

Baili Mozen was about to turn back when he felt like he was being leaned on by something heavy. I subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but I could smell the familiar fragrance, and hurriedly reached out to catch her slippery body,"

"Wan'er!" Wen Yu rushed over, he only cared about the killer in front of him, but he didn't see Wan'er rushing towards the sword.

Luo Rao moved her bleeding ankle, and immediately the pain was piercing, and she clenched Baili's robe, biting her lower lip and bleeding. I felt myself being picked up, buried in the man's arms, and moaned lowly.

"Meng Ke, drive."

"Yes, Childe." Meng Ke flicked the horsewhip hard, knocked away the man in black who had no time to dodge, and pulled Liangjing, who was at a loss, into the carriage by the way. The first time he saw Childe's face like this, it was like he was going to destroy the world.

Although she avoided the vital point in time, the cold sword qi still scratched the princess. The black-clothed people around looked at the person who made the move with a worried face, His Royal Highness gave a death order, not to hurt the princess in the slightest, and now his life cannot be saved.

Wen Yu took off Luo Rao's shoes and socks, and a three-inch-long wound was deep and bone-deep, with bright blood and no poison. Simply stopped the bleeding, and looked at the lovely man who was curled up in Baili Mocen's arms motionless, and his face turned cold.

But whoever hurts Wan'er will have to pay the price!

"Luo'er, don't hurt yourself." freed her lower lip, Luo Rao breathed rapidly in his neck, thinking that it was extremely painful. There was a sudden sharp pain in her shoulder, and Baili Mocen hugged her tightly, pursing her lips and saying nothing.

The carriage sped to the princess's mansion in a deadly and dreary atmosphere. Baili Mozen put the person on the couch of the pharmacy, and was about to leave when she grabbed the cuff.

"Brilif-kun." She didn't cry out in pain, just looked at you like this, her tear-soaked apricot eyes were sparkling, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her bitten lower lip was still bloodshot.

My heart collapsed inexplicably, and I already felt a lot of pity when I looked at her eyes again. Ruyu's fingers brushed away the blood on her lips, and gently took the person into her arms, "Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." ”

Luo Rao grabbed the jade belt around his waist dependently, buried it in his chest and muffled in response, and smiled slightly on her lips.

As if she didn't see the two people hugging each other on the bed, Wen Yu had a pair of cold ink pupils, and bandaged her back and forth to stop bleeding, prick needles and boil medicine, and didn't let Chuanxiong interfere.

After Luo Rao drank the last bowl of medicine, she finally fell asleep after the medicinal properties were exerted.

"Let's all go out, Yun'er has lost too much blood and needs to meditate and cultivate." Wen Yu kicked out all the people in the room and closed the door of the pharmacy, "In order to facilitate the recovery of wounds, I have been living here for the past few days." ”

Liangjing listened to his words and understood that he wanted to stay in Yunlian Garden to take care of him later, so he nodded and said, "The slave maid will go and bring the princess's change of clothes." ”

"Not necessarily." Baili Mocen stopped Liangjing who was about to go out, "Although Luo'er and Jinzhu Gongzi have a marriage contract, they have not yet married, and it is inappropriate to stay overnight for a long time." Yan Zhuo, take someone to clean the east wing of Bixi Garden. ”

"The little one understands." Yan Zhuo respectfully finished saluting and led Liangjing to retreat.

"Steward Yan, does the national teacher want to take care of the princess himself?"

"Perhaps." Yan Zhuo walked in front with a folding fan, remembering what he had just seen, and couldn't help but sigh.

The wound is so deep, Her Royal Highness the princess is only afraid that there will be sequelae in the future.

It is also a blessing in life to be able to see such a dazzling dance.

Wen Yu looked at Baili Mocen in the sun, his hands were clenched into fists, his joints were white, and for this reason, if he hadn't mentioned that the wedding date would be in July, he and Wan'er would have been married at the end of April!

"The princess will trouble the princess to take care of it, I have some personal matters to deal with, so I left first."

"If you want to deal with it, deal with it cleanly, don't drag mud and water to get involved." Today's assassination was obviously aimed at Baili Mozen, although Wan'er was willing to pay a qiē for him, he couldn't watch Wan'er self-destruct!

Baili Mocen stopped, his tone was light, and he was a little helpless, "I also hope to cut the grass and eradicate the roots." It's just that people in the world always have to be a little affectionate, even if it's meaningless. ”

Is it emotional? It seems that the assassin had a great connection with him. It wasn't until Baili Mocen's figure disappeared at the end of the road that Wen Yu ordered, "Chuanxiong, go and check the organization marked by the silver dragon claw." "Speaking of love, it's either Feng Xiaowei or Bailishu, and the most likely of them is Feng Xiaowei