I saw that the two girls lying on the bed at this moment had already grown red rashes on their faces, and the red rashes with thick blood were constantly cracking, as if they were spreading dead air, attacking Yi'er and Lin Yaoyue.

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue blocked Yi'er behind her and gritted her teeth. But he pulled out the green sword at his waist.

"Sister Yaoyue—"

Yi'er couldn't help but be a little shocked, although she didn't intend to care about the life or death of these two women at first. But after taking care of them for so many days, I heard that they were also like themselves, in this world, there are people and things they like. There are also people you don't like, or things you don't like.

She also has simple dreams and things she wants to achieve, so she can't simply abandon them like she did at the beginning. Because they are like themselves, they are fresh beings with joys, sorrows, and sorrows like themselves.

"Sister Yaoyue!" Yi'er's voice couldn't help but raise a point, and with her call, Guo Yitong opened the curtain in a little panic, and saw Lin Yaoyue frowning, holding the unusually sharp Qingying Sword in her palm.

"Miss Lin?"

Guo Yitong's voice made Yi'er look back stunned, but the next moment, she saw Lin Yaoyue cut her wrist and dripped blood into the mouths of the two girls.

"Don't, Sister Yaoyue!"

Compared to Lin Yaoyue's desire to kill these two girls, her current actions make Yi'er even more worried. She has nothing left, only Sister Yaoyue, and she can't lose her too.

With Yi'er's mournful and desperate voice, Lin Yaoyue glanced at the dead air that kept filling the faces of these two girls, and sighed lightly, "That's all I can do." May the God of their mouths bless them. ”

As she spoke, Lin Yaoyue touched Yi'er's head comfortingly, but she hugged her tightly.

"Sister Yaoyue, don't do it again. Yi'er is the only one now. ”

Listening to Yi'er's somewhat desperate and struggling voice, Lin Yaoyue thought that she had obviously met Shan Yuan, but she insisted on hiding it from Yi'er, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart. And more importantly, if Yi'er knew that her blood was not an accident, but because her mother was the saint who defected from the Fanyun Kingdom back then, what should she do, and what should she do?

She trusted herself so much and protected herself so wholeheartedly, but in fact indirectly killed the daughter of her mother's enemy?

Lin Yaoyue only felt that God had made a joke with the two of them that was not funny, especially in Yi'er's mouth, 'Yi'er is only you now', these words are still echoing in her ears.

The next moment, as if she felt Lin Yaoyue's wrist still slowly bleeding out, Yi'er pulled her out of the door with some anxiety.

When she walked sideways, Lin Yaoyue saw a trace of incomprehension in Guo Yitong's black pupils. It's really unfortunate, this Guo Yulin is good everywhere, but he is Emperor Murong Ping's person.

Lin Yaoyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she pretended not to notice it without missing a trace, and followed Yi'er out of the room, watching her carefully bandage her wounds.

"Well, Yi'er, haven't you ever thought that the two of us are actually enemies?"

"Enemy?" Yi'er's beautiful little face lifted slightly, but there was a hint of unhappiness in her doubts.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but consider her words, "Well, you are the spirit daughter of Fanyun Kingdom, and I am the eldest daughter of the general of Dawan Town?"

Hearing Lin Yaoyue's words, Yi'er strangled the white gauze that was bandaging Lin Yaoyue's wrist, and suddenly, an extremely unpleasant sound of pain sounded.

Lin Yaoyue suddenly looked at the already angry little girl in front of her with tears in her eyes.

"If Sister Yaoyue dislikes Yi'er, she can drive Yi'er away. Yi'er knew that she had ruined the good things of Sister Yaoyue and Lord Jin, so she didn't want to be the one who ate white rice, and packed up and left. ”

As she spoke, Yi'er pursed her lips and walked towards her room.

"Don't, don't, Yi'er. Lin Yaoyue rubbed her forehead a little embarrassed, wondering if something good had happened to her and Murong Jin. Now she has a long way to chase her husband, and there is a public enemy of all the women in Kyushu waiting for her to deal with. It's really a first two big, and it's not bad if you don't get squeezed out of the ring by the first beauty in Kyushu in advance.

Where do you dare to expect that you are no longer inferior to the water, and you will take the blue eyes of the dignified regent.

Seeing Lin Yaoyue immediately stepped forward and pulled herself, although Yi'er still had a somewhat indignant look on her face, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise slightly, "Okay, I know that Sister Yaoyue doesn't mean that, Yi'er should go back and see the two girls." I hope they can survive this, there are still many good people and things waiting for them. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue also frowned.

These women who were ruthlessly regarded as experiments, Ji Yuehua would have thought that she would do this, depriving them of the joy and happiness that should belong to them. Could it be that only when it happened to her Ji Yuehua would she understand that such a shameless and despicable act?

Lin Yaoyue's brows tightened, and she looked deeply at the unstained figure in the front yard, like Luo Shen.

It seems that it was because Lin Yaoyue was angry, or because she survived by Murong Jin's life, leaving some sequelae. I saw blood oozing from the white veil on her left wrist again.

And the first time Guo Yitong was urged out of the room by Yi'er, she saw that under the cold moonlight, Lin Yaoyue's wound was oozing blood again.

"Miss Lin, your wound?"

The man's calm voice and worried voice pulled Lin Yaoyue's thoughts back, "It's Lord Guo." ”

Lin Yaoyue's tone had a hint of ridicule, and for a while, Guo Yitong's green and handsome face revealed a trace of crimson, and she was speechless for a while.

I saw Lin Yaoyue's smiling eyes, as if they were stained with the halo of the moon.

It slammed into his eyes like a barb, piercing him to the heart without hindrance. Suddenly, his heart was like a drum, and his palms were dripping with sweat, slippery.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yaoyue looked at the man standing in front of her with some confusion that was enough to cover the bright moonlight above her head. For some reason, he was always a little green and cramped in front of her, but what she wanted to discuss with him now was a serious issue.

"Lord Guo, please be my person. ”

Suddenly, the nine-foot-tall man standing in front of Lin Yaoyue trembled. The bronze handsome face revealed a distinct crimson color.

"Do you have a fever?" Lin Yaoyue subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, but hurriedly withdrew her hand. But he grasped it.

The low and hoarse male voice asked in a trembling whisper, "Miss, what did you just say?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue was stunned at first.