Suddenly, the wind was whistling in his ears, and with a kind of swift strength that pierced through the sky, a cold arrow instantly arrived in front of him.

I don't know if it was because she was so frightened that she forgot to react or if it was something else, at that moment, Su Ziran didn't dodge or dodge, and her two eyes stared at the arrow that was obviously coming at her.

Behind her, the man's clothes and hair flew and his skills were like shadows, resisting everything that could endanger her, protecting her from the water, but when he suddenly realized that it was not good, the feather arrow had already forced her forward.

The heart was completely panicked and confused.

"Su Ziran, are you crazy......"

There was no time to think about it at all, and with his monstrous roar, a powerful force pushed her out violently without the slightest hesitation.

It took several steps for her to stumble before she could barely hold her figure.

However, as soon as I looked up, I saw the bright color blooming on the man's chest, just like on the martial arts platform today, among the clusters of ink lotus, the red plum quietly bloomed, dazzling, bloodthirsty.

His heart froze, and he didn't even notice the officers and soldiers who were approaching beside him, and his eyes were twisted on the man for a moment.

Between the lightning and flint, the wind is strong, and the things in front of us change again and again.

Stuffed in the man's blood-stained warm **** chest, she could barely breathe.

The moment the man pulled out the arrow without hesitation, it was like a terrifying nightmare, and the blood gushing like a pillar scared her legs even more, until the man landed on the ground with his arms around her waist, she covered her chest and gasped for a few breaths, her face was still shocked, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be drained.

Obviously, she has never been afraid of heaven and earth, but at that moment, what was she afraid of, who was completely dumbfounded?

A large number of figures arched in front of her, and the sound of swords colliding was still endless, she finally regained some strength, and the right hand holding the sword trembled twice before she could barely swing it out, without even blinking her eyes, her hand rose and fell, and blood overflowed.

The man glanced at her worriedly, not knowing what was wrong with her suddenly, thinking that maybe it was because his tone of voice was too harsh and scared her, but at that moment he only thought that she was deliberately not hiding, so he was so angry, and now he had to wave the long sword in his hand while softening his voice to soothe: "Su Ziran, don't be afraid, this king is here." ”

Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid......

Familiar words overlap with some parts of memory, but they are deceiving, they are all deceitful!

It was not the first time he had said this to her, she did believe it at first, and even immersed herself in all the beauty she had imagined, and the throbbing made her feel like she had fallen into a swamp that she couldn't climb out of, sinking deeper and deeper.

But reality told her again and again that she was too naïve.

Why did he still tell her in such a resolute and hands-on way that he was still there?

Why was his tone full of tenderness, relief, and pampering, as if he was luring her deeper into the trap?

She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it!

Everything in front of her was stained red with blood, and she left behind all her troubled thoughts, only one thought - kill!

Jun Luohan's heart became more and more shocked, and the movement of the knife in his hand also accelerated, and the scarlet blood stains on his chest penetrated the placket of his clothes, making people feel frightened.

Just when the two sides were inseparable, a handsome face with extraordinary looks slowly paced out from behind those officers and soldiers, full of graceful demeanor, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling and not smiling, as if he was laughing at the people present who were incapable of measuring their strength and daring to fight with him, but the weak body really didn't look like that.

It's the little-known King Zhao!

In fact, King Zhao's power in the court should not be underestimated, but Su Ziran has not had anything to do with this person for a long time, so he doesn't know much about his affairs.

It turned out that it was really not Jun Luohan.

She only sighed that she couldn't see through the man's heart, so she would give people a chance to take advantage of it and almost get hit by an arrow in a stunned situation, but she didn't expect that the person pushed her away at a critical moment, but she couldn't dodge it.

In the end, it's her fault.

Without waiting for King Zhao to speak, the prince couldn't help but scold loudly: "King Zhao, what are you doing!" ”

Although he was protected and surrounded in the center, in the end, he was the crown prince and a fierce man, and that momentum was still inviolable, especially when the object of comparison was King Zhao, a weak prince who looked extraordinary but lacked a bit of kingly spirit.

"Isn't the prince pretending to be confused, the ministers and brothers have done it so obviously, is it possible that the prince is still playing as a courtier?"

He took a bite of a "subordinate brother", as if the two of them were still chatting about tea on weekdays, and the quiet expression on his face was even more unpredictable, only the cold eyes overflowing from the bottom of his eyes made people look awkward.

Jun Luoyu shouted: "It seems that the palace and the brothers treat you too well on weekdays, and they spoil you so much that they even dare to come to the martial arts conference to stir up, if your father knows about it, you will still have the life to live that kind of happy life in the future?" ”

"Okay?" Hearing this, King Zhao laughed, and his seemingly weak face gradually distorted, faintly revealing a somewhat terrifying and hideous appearance, "Of course it's good, all the brothers have fought for power and profit all the way, doesn't this king even have the right to defend his property?" The selection of the father and emperor by the officials in Huaibei was clearly handed over to the king, how could it fall into the hands of the prince in the end, I believe that the prince understands without the need for the king to say more, right? ”

Speaking of this, he snorted slightly, his complicated face gradually subsided, revealing a casual smile, but the coldness in the depths of his eyes became more and more distinct.

"You treat this king as a fool, and this king is happy to be cared for by you hypocritically, but now, does the prince still want to use warm drama to force this king to comply?"

Yes!

Everyone was shocked.

Feelings: They are surrounded by groups today, but they are actually involved in a royal family battle!

In front of the martial arts heroes, Jun Luoyu's face was naturally not much better, and he had a black face, but he still maintained that demeanor: "Father is wise and martial, the reason why he handed over the selection of officials from Huaibei to this palace is completely because he likes the ability of this palace, doesn't King Zhao even understand such a simple truth?" Or is King Zhao questioning his father's decision? ”

"Why, at this time, the prince still wants to use his father to suppress the king? Since this king dares to appear here in a grand manner, he has no intention of letting a fly fly out! ”

Jun Luoyu squinted coldly: "This palace expects that King Zhao must have brought a lot of people today, but if all the martial arts heroes present rise up to resist, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be able to break out of the encirclement, so this palace advises King Zhao not to take this risk." As for the father's side, as long as King Zhao knows each other, the palace guarantees that today's matter will never be leaked. ”

"Is the prince a fool to be the king? If I let you out, even if the prince doesn't open his mouth, but there are thousands of mouths here, and this king can't block them one by one, right? King Zhao gradually showed a look of disdain and impatience, "It's better to gamble than to be so troublesome!" ”

Jun Luoyu's eyebrows jumped, and he said viciously: "Even if you win the bet, there are still five brothers and seventeen brothers in Beijing, do you think that your father can allow you to be presumptuous?" ”

"Hmph, this doesn't bother the prince, this king will naturally not fight a battle that he is not sure of!"

When the two of them were talking, Su Ziran kept staring at the stiff back of a certain man, and he was still handsome, but he vaguely carried a gloomy and lonely atmosphere, which made people feel melancholy.

She didn't know why, the man who kept saying that he wanted to explain to her had been facing her with his back to her since he stopped fighting, shouldn't he take this opportunity to win her sympathy and regain her favor?

Isn't this kind of thing he's been used to all along?

After thinking about it, I didn't stand where I was at peace after all.

She bit her lip hard, and a little embarrassment and struggle flashed in her eyes, but in the end, her steps did not stop, and slowly moved behind him.

Maybe it was because he heard the movement, and the man's already stiff back suddenly shook again, although there was not much reaction, but just at that moment, Su Ziran could see his emotional changes.

Perhaps, he is also a little nervous, right?

Whether it's pretending or not, she can't throw him away now, anyway, this arrow is for her, or this injury is for her, even if she is no longer rational, she won't have to make trouble with him at this time.

She didn't want to think about why he didn't dodge the arrow at that time, whether it was intentional or not, it was because of her after all......

"Lord Wang, your injury ...... Will it still be able to hold on? The voice of the weak mosquito and fly sounded faintly, and after a pause, she seemed to feel that her problem was too hypocritical, and simply asked, "Is there any healing medicine on your body?" ”

The wide sleeved robe covered the tightly clenched hands underneath, the joints were white, the man's chest obviously rose and fell twice, and after a long sigh that was almost inaudible, the man slowly turned around, and his handsome face was rare to see seriousness.

Rao is Su Ziran was mentally prepared, or was taken aback by his appearance, not by his stiff expression, but by the fact that the injuries on his body were really terrifying - at least far more serious than she thought.

The pair of swarthy phoenix eyes precipitated too many complex feelings, the pale face was as terrifying as a ghost coated with thick fat powder, and on the undulating chest, the bright and dazzling blood continued to flow out, dyeing a large area of white robes red, like a blooming Manzhu Sawa blooming with extreme elegance.

If it went on like this, she had no doubt that the blood on his body would run dry.