Chapter 90: Love in the Tomb (17)
Since coming here, the residual emotions of the original owner have been directed at her alone, although Shi Lan did not accept the complete memory, but she also knew that the death of the original owner must be inseparable from her, plus Huang Wanrou threatened her with a sharp blade before, Shi Lan did not have a good impression of her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It can be said that the contradiction between Shi Lan and Huang Wanrou is a dead knot that cannot be untied, and if she didn't deal with her personally, she was already merciful to Shi Lan's subordinates, and she dared to leave here through Shi Lan.
The corners of Shi Lan's mouth were raised, but she didn't speak.
Huang Wanrou was a little embarrassed, raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yan, and took two steps forward, "Why don't I give you the knife, and you can also stab me to relieve your hatred?" ”
Shi Lan hugged her shoulders, leaned against the stone wall, and looked at Huang Wanrou, who was one step away, talking to herself.
Huang Wanrou's body leaned slightly, as if she was about to pull out a dagger.
Zhou Yan saw her move, her back stiffened, and the muscles around her body instantly tensed.
Shi Lan saw that she was like a great enemy, and looked at her in surprise.
Huang Wanrou squinted at her, suddenly sneered, and her slender hand was like an eagle's claw, grabbing Shi Lan head.
Shi Lan didn't expect Huang Wanrou to suddenly get into trouble and was caught for a while.
Zhou Yan screamed, her long nails scratching at Huang Wanrou's dark eyes.
Huang Wanrou was worried about being disfigured, so she closed her eyes in fear, and Zhou Yan's arm swiped downward, forcibly pulling Shi Lan's arm out of Huang Wanrou's confinement.
Huang Wanrou opened her eyes and found that she had been tricked, and her delicate face was distorted and deformed.
"How dare you ......"
"Why don't I dare?" Zhou Yan didn't wait for her to finish, straightened her chest and glared at Huang Wanrou without showing weakness.
Huang Wanrou sneered: "Okay, okay, since you are looking for death yourself, then it's no wonder to me," before the words fell, the five fingers were opened, the fingers were bent and tight, the rounded fingers suddenly dried up, and the skin was shriveled and stuck to the phalanges.
Shi Lan was terrified, what kind of kung fu is this.
Zhou Yan bowed slightly, her fists clenched, and a trace of fear and hatred flashed on her delicate face.
Huang Wanrou glanced at Shi Lan, who couldn't figure out the situation, snorted lowly, and cast her gaze on Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan scolded, her body was slightly sideways, and her long legs kicked Huang Wanrou's face.
Huang Wanrou flashed sideways, her fingers turned to Zhou Yan's back like lightning, Zhou Yan's long legs swept away, and her body moved down, dodging the fierce grab.
Shi Lan frowned and watched the two of them come and go, Huang Wanrou's moves were gloomy, and Zhou Yan was flexible, and now it seemed that the two were evenly matched, but as time went by, Zhou Yan's decline gradually appeared, and Huang Wan's delicate face showed color.
Shi Lan was a little anxious, so she took advantage of Huang Wanrou's back to her and tried her best to take the key point of her vest.
Huang Wanrou seemed to have been waiting for her to make a move, and immediately turned around, a pair of hands clasped the pulse of Shi Lan's outstretched arm, and a pair of dark eyes suddenly turned into a crystal golden yellow.
"Shi Lan quickly dodge, don't let her catch it," Zhou Yan yelled anxiously, Ze and Leng Qingyue, who were fighting inextricably a few steps away, stopped at the same time, Ze ran towards Shi Lan with the wind, Leng Qingyue carried the soft sword that had been tainted a few points, and said urgently: "Wanrou, stop quickly." ”
Huang Wanrou turned her head sideways to look at Leng Qingyue, her eyes turned to Ze, who was already panicked, the corners of her mouth were slightly curled, revealing a cold and cruel smile, her eagle claw-like fingers tightened sharply, Shi Lan only felt that her body was suddenly cold, and something in her body seemed to flow out of her pulse.
Shi Lan was startled, and struggled in a hurry, the more she struggled, the faster it passed, and in just a few seconds, she had fallen to the ground weakly and weakly.
On the other hand, Huang Wanrou was completely different just now, her well-proportioned body exuded a faint glimmer, and her expression was different from before.
Zhou Yan pursed her lips, looking at her with a high-minded, indifferent and cold expression, as if she remembered something, and a trace of determination suddenly appeared on her face.
Huang Wanrou rolled her eyes and opened her lips lightly, as if she wanted to say something.
Zhou Yan suddenly hugged her slender waist and threw herself at Leng Qingyue.
Huang Wanrou stumbled and was taken crookedly, Leng Qingyue stretched out his arms to help, but forgot that he still had a soft sword in his hand.
There was a soft sound of 'snort', and the two of them were pierced as if they were wearing sugar gourds.
Huang Wanrou, who was the first to be penetrated, widened her eyes, looked at the blade of the sword in her chest and abdomen, raised her eyes to see Leng Qingyue, and her pretty face was distorted and hideous.
"Qingyue, you actually killed ...... I! Huang Wanrou struggled twice and fell crookedly on Leng Qingyue.
Leng Qingyue looked at her gradually cold body in a daze, and did not come back to his senses.
Ze hurriedly shook Shi Lan, who was already unconscious, and when he saw the claws on Shi Lan's wrist, he pursed his mouth in disgust, stretched out his hand, and with a few crisp sounds, the skinny fingers were broken together.
Ze hugged Shi Lan, who had a miserable white face and didn't get much air, and he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.
Leng Qingyue looked at Shi Lan silently, with anxiety and guilt on her elegant and white face.
Leaning crookedly on Huang Wanrou, Zhou Yan, who was as angry as a gossamer, saw him like this, and sneered: "You are really hypocritical, it's not the first time Huang Wanrou has done this, who are you pretending to look like this?" ”
Leng Qingyue looked down at her, was silent for a few seconds, and helped her against the edge of the stone wall, "I'm sorry for your master's matter, but the situation was critical at that time, and Wanrou did this to save the three of us." ”
The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth were bloodstained, "Don't say it so nicely, Huang Wanrou wanted to harm me at the time, the master died for me, and it was not a good idea for you to take me, it was nothing more than wanting to prepare for the dead ghost," Zhou Yan took a breath and said with a low smile: "Now that Master's revenge is over, I have no regrets." ”
Zhou Yan turned his head to look at Shi Lan with great effort, wanting to say something, but he didn't have time after all, so he swallowed his breath.
Shi Lan tilted her head, her face was like white paper, and she was quiet as if she was asleep.
Ze called Shi Lan in a low voice, his face at a loss and anxious.
"How is she?" Leng Qing took two steps forward, wanting to check Shi Lan's situation.
Ze looked at him sideways, and the fierce light brightened, and he attacked him with a split head.
Leng Qingyue took two steps back, raised his soft sword, and stopped his long nails.
There were shallow ripples in the air, and Ze stopped his offensive and looked at it with a look of grievance.
Leng Qingyue was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look.
A slender and cold figure slowly emerged.
"Haoze, is that you?" Leng Qingyue looked at the visitor in astonishment.
Hao Ze glanced at him coldly, walked towards Shi Lan, bent down to help her wrist, and for a moment, he half-supported and half-hugged Shi Lan against the stone wall, and his always cold and arrogant face was slightly less worried.
Leng Qingyue watched his movements, and suddenly realized, "Lan Xianjun, is she really Lan Xianjun?" ”
Hao Ze looked at him coldly and said, "Even what? Based on what you've done, do you think there's still a chance? ”
Leng Qingyue's expression darkened, and the soft sword he held fell to the ground with a 'dang' sound.
Ze hated to look at him, ran to Hao Ze's side in a few steps, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and looked at him with blank eyes.
Hao Ze touched his head, and the golden light in his hand flashed.
Ze closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, a golden light flashed in his eyes.