The grand splendor disturbed the waterfowl that roosted around. They fluttered their wings and made noise, but in an instant they fell silent.

Tang Songluo felt the surprise and panic in the screams of these creatures, and he didn't care about thinking about anything, so he ran in the direction where Qing Zhan was.

Pushing aside the almost one-person-high meadow, Tang Songluo saw Qingzhan lying on the ground twitching slightly.

He rushed forward to pick her up, only to see her face almost white to the point of transparency under her slightly scattered hair.

Qingzhan's whole body was cold, she couldn't help but tremble, and even the dagger in her hand was almost unstable. As soon as Tang Songluo picked her up, her hand slipped, and the dagger fell to the ground inadvertently.

The dark blade sank into the ground with an unobtrusive thud.

Qing Zhan's eyes suddenly flashed with emotion, she nestled in Tang Song Luo's arms, but she didn't care about anything, so she turned over and looked for the dagger. Fortunately, Tang Songluo's hand was held tightly, otherwise Qing Zhan would have fallen to the ground all of a sudden.

Tang Songluo noticed Qing Zhan's strange appearance, and he had to comfort Qing Zhan in a warm voice: "Don't worry, I'll pick it up for you." ”

Qingzhan immediately settled down, and she let Tang Songluo hold her. Tang Songluo could only hold the Qingzhan tightly with one hand and reach the dagger with the other.

He hadn't seen the dagger before, and he didn't know where it came from. But Qing Zhan saw the importance of it, and he naturally took it to heart.

Therefore, after Tang Songluo picked up the dagger, he put it in the pocket hidden in the sleeve.

But she didn't want Qing Zhan to be unrelenting, she used a pair of cold and shivering hands to tightly tug on Tang Song Luo's shirt and refused to let go, until Tang Song Luo compromised to put the dagger back into her palm, Qing Zhan settled down.

Qing Zhan nested peacefully in Tang Song Luo's arms, her hand tightly holding the dagger, tightly pressed to her chest.

At this time, Tang Song Luo noticed that Qing Zhan's chest was actually dyed with a large patch of crimson. When he touched it with his hand, he found that this large piece was sticky and wet, as if it was bloodstains!

Ah Zhan is injured?!

Tang Song Luo Dengshi became nervous, he ran all the way with Qing Zhan in his arms, and when he was about to return to Song Jiu's hut, Qing Zhan pulled his shirt.

Her voice was very soft, but every word fell to Tang Songluo's heart.

"Back to ...... Aboard. Qing Zhan said to Tang Song Luo.

Her hand tightly grasped Tang Songluo's shirt and refused to let go, but she was weak and couldn't even say a complete explanation.

Tang Songluo looked at Qing Zhan lying in his arms, her pale lips were trembling, and her eyes had turned a deeper inky blue, almost indistinguishable from black.

Tang Songluo sighed, then nodded, and said to Qing Zhan comfortingly: "Okay, Ah Zhan, you can bear with it again." ”

Hearing him say this, Qing Zhan laughed. The corners of her pretty lips curled slightly, and the smile was full of tenderness.

Tang Song Luo's heart was beating hard.

I don't know why he always feels that his Ah Zhan is getting farther and farther away from him, and he is afraid that if he is not careful, he will disappear from his life.

By the time the group reached the ship, the night was completely dark.

The boat made a small sound of water as it glided, and the sound of rattling was particularly vivid in the silent lotus lake.

Tang Songluo asked Tang Qiong to light the lamp, and he put Qing Zhan in the boat, but found that Qing Zhan's body was no longer as cold as Fang Cai at this time.

Her face also looked much better, and even a faint red appeared under the dim halo of the lights.

But the blood stains on Qingzhan's chest still looked shocking.

A large expanse of dark red almost stained her clothes. And Qingzhan's clothes were also torn open with a neat hole. The fabric is neatly cut by a sharp object, but the position is directly facing the chest!

When Tang Songluo saw this, he gasped.

He was not a fool, there was no one else in that place just now except for Du Yuebai, a dead man. And Du Yuebai is a person who they are watching die, and they must not be able to hurt Qingzhan so badly.

Then the only possibility left is - Qing Zhan hurt herself!

Thinking of this, Tang Songluo's face was not good-looking.

Fortunately, adhering to the principle of not disrespecting, the rest of the people have already walked out of the small cabin.

Under Qing Zhan's quiet gaze, Tang Song Luo had a cold face and took off Qing Zhan's clothes.

However, underneath the blood-stained cloth was the smooth white skin. There were no terrible wounds on the delicate skin of a newborn child!

Tang Songluo was obviously stunned for a moment, his stunned expression looked particularly cute in Qing Zhan's eyes.

Qing Zhan raised her hand. She still looked so weak, but she was much better spirited than before.

She raised her hand and gently touched Tang Song Luo's hand on her chest, and then said with a smile: "Ah Tang, have you seen enough?"

These words obviously made Tang Song Luo excited, Qing Zhan felt the hand in his palm tremble obviously, but the temperature of his palm rose.

Tang Song Luo turned his head unnaturally, he pretended to take his hand away inadvertently, but his face was a little red.

This great god, who has always been elegant, actually blushed!

Qing Zhan thought it was funny, so she laughed softly. She pulled up her clothes, and then asked, "Ah Tang was afraid that I would die just now?"

Her tone was actually mixed with girlish tactfulness and tenderness, and there was no lack of subtle weirdness.

Tang Songluo's expression finally became normal, he smiled like a spring breeze, and then reached out and touched Qingzhan's hair.

"Ah, you have a good rest. It's not easy to walk at night, so we can only make do with it all night in the lotus lake. Tang Songluo said to Qing Zhan.

It is true that the lotus lake at night is simply a demon-like existence, and if you are not careful, you will not be able to get out of it for the rest of your life.

It's just that the space of the canopy boat that enters the lotus lake is small, and only four or five people can sit in it.

But Qing Zhan didn't care. She stretched out her hand and pushed Tang Song Luo, then nodded and said, "Ah Tang, you go back." I'm going to change my clothes. It's so wet. ”

Tang Songluo was silent for a moment, and then turned his head.

Qing Zhan changed her clothes in the boat.

She gently took off her clothes, and the sound of the fabric grinding against it became clearer in the small space. Tang Songluo swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, and his breathing became depressed

Get up.

Qing Zhan didn't realize it.

She was still focused on undressing herself and wiping the blood off her body. There were no wounds on her clean body, but she still frowned when the towel rubbed against her chest, and it seemed that there was some pain.

**Qing Zhan, who was wearing the upper body, finally wiped her body clean, and when she was about to get dressed, she felt the hull of the boat shake violently, and then a worried voice came.

"Is Ah Lan alright?" As the voice came in, Irin poked his head in.

At this moment, Tang Songluo didn't think much about it, so he hugged Qingzhan with one hand!

And the scene that fell into Yi Lin's eyes at this moment was that Qingzhan's white body was like a blooming white lotus, lying peacefully in Tang Song Luo's arms.

Her eyes were calm and warm, and she looked at Yilin quietly.

At this moment, it is like five thunderbolts!