A voice with anger suddenly sounded, and Jiang Wumian's body subconsciously stiffened.

"Xiaomian, what's wrong?"

Ye Qingwan walked over, grabbed his hand and pulled the person directly into the room.

"Don't you know you're not in good health?"

When Ji Wushuang heard Ye Qingwan's words, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

It seems that the four words are not in good health, and they can't be used on Jiang Wumian's body, right?

It was as if it wasn't Jiang Wumian who had just killed people on the field.

Ye Qingwan pulled the person into the room, took a clean towel and gently wiped his hair.

His hair was long and draped behind him like a waterfall.

But Jiang Wumian subconsciously stiffened his body, and could only feel the girl's soft fingers gently brushing over his scalp, making him stunned for a moment.

He sat upright at the head of the bed, pursing his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

He wished that time would stop at this moment.

Time is quiet, the breeze is not dry, with you by your side, this life is enough!

Ye Qingwan just didn't want him to get sick, and she didn't expect Jiang Wumian to make up so many things in her brain, and after drying his hair, she casually picked up the jade crown on the side and tied up his long hair.

His beauty, his temperament, everything about him, even after a long time, still makes her heart move.

is still the same as before, he always likes to wear a white dress, the jade tree is in the wind, the appearance is spotless, the jade crown is tied with hair, and the chic Luotuo is uneasy, I don't know how many people are lost.

He said: [Xiao Mian, I like you to tie my hair, in the future, you will always tie my hair, right? 】

He said: [Xiao Mian, among the thousands of people in the world, only you have entered my eyes. 】

He said, "It's always been you. 】

It's always been you.

Why wasn't she him all the time?

It's just that there is a knot in her heart, and she is not a saint, how can it be so easy to forgive someone?

Who knows what she endured back then.

He said too many love words, he didn't understand love things back then, he just thought it sounded good, listening to him speak, his whole body seemed to be numb, and now that he thinks about it, he just wants to coax her, and he doesn't really like it.

"Spirit Dyeing ......"

"Xiaomian, what do you call me?"

Ye Qingwan suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, just thinking about it, but forgetting that the person in front of her was partially sealed by her.

"It's nothing, the son of the Lan family has something to do with you, go out quickly."

Ye Qingwan turned around and was about to walk out, but there was suddenly a pull on his wrist, his body was unstable, and he crashed directly into Jiang Wumian's arms.

Jiang Wumian wrapped his hands around her waist and made her unable to move.

His aura was too strong, and at that moment, Ye Qingwan took off all his defenses.

was just hugged by him, and there was no reaction at all.

"Lingran, who is it?"

Jiang Wumian lowered his head slightly, he couldn't see, he could only rely on his own feelings to find Ye Qingjuan, and at this time, he was perfectly looking at Ye Qingjuan's eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the light, but there is a touch of red at the end of his eyes.

It's like a March begonia, after the rain, a scorching bright color.

His eyes were so deep that there was no end in sight, as if they were going to suck someone in.

"Huh?"

Ye Qingwan was slightly stunned for a moment, and didn't react at all to what question he asked.

"Spirit Dyeing ......"

"The man I hate."

Ye Qingwan's words fell, so he pushed Jiang Wumian away and walked out directly.

The five words were neat, but they were like a knife, directly inserted into the softest place in Jiang Wumian's heart.

He didn't know why, but his heart hurt one by one, and it hit him densely, so that he couldn't breathe.

He gently covered his heart.

"The one I hate. 】

Someone she hates.

It's rare, you can tell who she hates from Ye Qingwan's mouth, this person, I'm afraid it will make her anxious.

Ye Qingwan came out of Jiang Wumian's room and didn't stay in his courtyard for long, but went back to his courtyard in a little hurry, like a ghost chasing after him.

Ji Wushuang blinked and followed.

He will not give up his pursuit of Ye Qingwan.

Lan Puyu stood in place for a while before slowly going to Jiang Wumian's room.

"Uncle."

"This king has said, you are not allowed to call me."

Jiang Wumian's voice was too cold, and Lan Puyu shut up.

"Then, Lord Wang, are you not going to go back?" He raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Jiang Wumian's body with some hope, and the word prince was called out, which made him very awkward.

When he was a child, he only saw this uncle once.

There was not much difference in age between them, and at that time, he was reluctant to call his uncle, and because of this incident, he was hung up by his mother and smoked twice, so he was obedient.

"This king has other things, the affairs of your eight great families, don't bother this king, tell your mother, this king's surname is Jiang."

Lan Puyu smiled faintly, "However, your mother's surname is Xuanyuan." ”

At that moment, Jiang Wumian's temperament completely changed, the green tendons on his hands burst out, and a faint killing intent emerged.

"Surname Xuanyuan?"

"Do you know what the king's mother said the most?" Jiang Wumian's words were sarcastic, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his sharpness was exposed.

Even on the field, he killed people like he, and he never showed such an expression.

Lan Puyu suddenly didn't dare to ask.

"Get out, I don't want to kill you, don't force me!"

Lan Puyu bowed, looked at Jiang Wumian a few more times, and then turned around and left the room.

When I looked up, the sky was clear and the sun was bright, but the air was glowing with a hint of coolness.

It's like a sign of something.

Before Ye Qingwan returned to his courtyard, he saw a group of people surrounding him from a distance.

All of them are murderous.

She narrowed her eyes coldly and strode forward.

When I walked in, I found that Yun Su was already standing at the door at some point, driven by two people, and there seemed to be a lot of injuries on his body.

Even there was an extra wound on his face that was slid down by a sharp weapon, and the blood was oozing out, not at all like the handsome noble son before.

After Hei Feng and the others left, it was natural for them to protect Jiang Wumian, so there was actually only one Yunsu in her yard.

A cold light flashed under Ye Qingwan's eyes.

"Haven't you killed enough people on the battlefield? Come to my yard and join in the fun? The voice was low and indifferent, so that everyone subconsciously made a way for her.

Ye Qingwan walked in slowly, and only then did he see a man standing in front of Yunsu, holding a knife in his hand, and the knife was dripping with blood, splashing on the ground drop by drop.

She stepped forward indifferently, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, she directly snatched the knife from the man's hand and played with it in her hand.

The man spat unconvinced, and was about to grab it.

But Ye Qingwan's movements were faster, the cold light flashed in his hand, and the man's face had been cut with a wound that was not satisfied with the whole face.

"Ahh

Purple-black blood suddenly spurted out from the wound, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the wound was gradually crawling with small insects, eating his flesh and drinking his blood.

The level of nausea is disgusting.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and threw up.

"Ah, you demon girl, what have you done to me, it hurts, it hurts-"

"Help, help—"

"I don't want to die yet-"

The cry for help quickly died down, and in front of everyone's eyes, the man fell to the ground, and there was no sound in an instant, but his body was still subconsciously spasming.

The bugs on his face did not disappear, but crawled all over his face little by little, eating away at every bite of meat.

Compared with the ugly faces of the others, Ye Qingwan was extremely calm, she played with the dagger in her hand, and her eyes swept over these people coldly.

"Let's go, let's go." There are a few timid ones who are already muttering about trying to escape.

"Since I'm here, then don't go, I still have more ways to kill people."

Ye Qingwan didn't even raise his eyelids, the silver needle in his hand flashed, and the three men who wanted to escape had a little more blood red at the center of their eyebrows.

The silver needle penetrated and embedded in the trees not far away, and the trees collapsed violently, as if they had smashed into everyone's hearts, making people feel cold all over their bodies.

The three people instantly softened their bones and fell to the ground, unconscious and out of breath.

It has turned into blood at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The smell of fishy smell spreads instantly, making people sick.

Ji Wushuang stood aside, staring, and just now a silver needle flew in front of his eyes, making his whole person tremble.

He never thought that this young girl, who looked soft and weak, would kill so neatly.

No mercy.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

With his mouth open, he couldn't make a sound.

The two people driving Yunsu were even more trembling, their legs were weak, and they knelt directly on the ground, Yunsu's body was unstable, and he was about to fall to the ground, but Ji Wushuang's eyes quickly supported him.

"Are you alright?"

looks really miserable, no wonder Ye Qingwan is so angry.

Yun Su looked at Ye Qingwan's angry appearance, opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him, but it hurt too much, one mouth involved the wound on his face, and he broke out in cold sweat all over his body.

Ji Wushuang was very smart and knew what Yun Su meant, and hurriedly spoke: "Miss Mo, this eldest brother seems to be seriously injured, should we fall into it to heal him?" ”

Who knew that the answer to him was just a medicine bottle that Ye Qingwan threw over casually, "Go and give him medicine." ”

Ji Wushuang: "...... I won't. ”

Ye Qingwan turned around, and it was clear that she was not stained with a drop of blood, but it inexplicably made Ji Wushuang feel that she was like a Shura who crawled out of hell, with deep eyes, so terrifying.

He subconsciously shuddered, and his mouth moved casually: "I'll go and give him medicine immediately, you, be careful yourself." ”

Oh, he should have said let those people be careful.

I'm afraid these people won't even touch the corner of her clothes.

Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth, there was no way, he could only help Yunsu go back first.

He really couldn't stand such a bloody scene.

On this day, they were all stimulated by Jiang Wumian and Ye Qingwan, and there was an idea in their hearts that these two people were worthy of being a couple, and killing people was as cruel!