Lan Yiling regretted it very much, why did she refuse her father's friendly mention on the day of her escape and not put that group of "bodyguards"

Bring it, it's better to spend a little more money than to have money to spend at all!

The two stabbed at the same time, and Lan Yiling chose to roll on the spot when he was attacked by the enemy.

Uh, I didn't choose the right direction and accidentally rolled down a small hill.

The slopes of the hill are coincidentally covered with thorns, and the results can be imagined.

Lan Yiling was covered with scars, and she couldn't help herself, the only thing to be thankful for was that she protected her face at the critical moment.

If this face is ruined, how will she be sarcastic about others in the future?

Hmph, my sister's beauty still keeps you jealous!

Struggled to get up, but a figure smashed from behind, and happened to hit his right arm.

Lan Yiling lay on the ground and was in a cold sweat, God, could it be more unlucky?

"Ahem...... Spirit...... Ling'er ......"

A familiar voice came from above, a little weak.

Lan Yiling was numb in pain, she didn't hear it, she only said with difficulty, "Ying-sister-hurry-up-come-I-want-been-crushed-death-!" ”

It moved on top, and it took a long time to move away.

Lan Yiling was able to turn over and exhale, and before he could lift his breath, he was frightened by Yu Haiying's appearance, "Sister Ying! ”

I saw that Yu Haiying's face was as pale as paper, but her lips were cyan, and there was a blue-black blood stain on the corner of her lips, which was obviously poisoned.

"Spiritual ......"

Yu Haiying just said a word and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lan Yiling knelt aside and hurriedly wiped away the blood stains with her hands, tears falling helplessly, "Sister Ying, don't say it, I'll call Gu Jingyu, he will definitely be able to save you!" ”

The originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and the rain poured down with tears, and sure enough, the legend was fulfilled.

Lan Yiling has no time to take care of it, she hates herself so much, why does she always cause others to suffer?

She's the damn one!

Yu Haiying just grabbed her hand and shook her head.

She has taken it as her responsibility to protect Ling'er since she was a child, and she has never regretted it to this day.

"Haha...... After winning the 'Seven Absolute Palms' of this seat, do you think there is still a way to live? ”

Hongluo stepped into the air against the rain curtain, and the eyebrows and eyes on the veil were particularly hideous.

This girl's talent is good, but she is too young to lose, and she will definitely surpass herself in time.

It's better to kill it as soon as possible, so as not to cause endless trouble.

If Hongluo just had the mentality of playing with the dying at the beginning, at this moment, he really moved the killing intent.

The red-clad killers followed.

Feeling the cold murderous aura, Feng Lingjue shook even more, as if she was about to break free from some kind of restraint and hit her wrist painfully.

Lan Yiling struggled to get up, her blue eyes were full of determination, and she walked in front of Hongluo step by step.

Her right arm was already hanging down weakly, and she raised her left hand to directly grasp the blade of Hongluo's sword pointing at Yu Haiying.

Hongluo looked at her eyes in surprise, the eyes in the world are mostly ink, and all those who are different are called demonic, and blue ...... It is rumored that the saintess of the Flower Shadow Kingdom was born with purple hair and blue eyes, is she the saint of this life?

！

Just when Hongluo was thinking a lot, Lan Yiling was already holding the tip of her sword and pointing at her left chest, and blood snaked down from her palm, but it stopped where Feng Lingjue was.

"If you want to kill me, kill me, I just beg you to let her go......"

With that, he took a step forward, and the tip of the sword sank into his skin, and the bright red quickly smeared.

"Ling'er...... No, don't ......"

Yu Haiying vaguely saw this scene and wanted to crawl over, but her consciousness gradually blurred until she fell into a coma.

Hongluo sneered contemptuously, and the tip of the sword took a step deeper, "Your life is in my hands, what qualifications do you have to beg me to let her go?" Moreover...... Even if I don't do it, she won't live for seven days, haha! ”

No, Gu Jingyu will save her...... Blood flowed from the corners of Lan Yiling's mouth, and he fell backwards with the force of Hongluo's sword.

At this moment, there was only blood in her eyes, and the only thing she thought of was the person who was abandoned by her on the day before the wedding.

She thought that she was walking chic, but she really forgot about that person, but it turned out that she had changed her way to love......