Faster than his voice were more than a dozen hidden weapons, emanating from the hands of the people in black, wrapped in cold light, heading straight for Ling An's back, and-

Fu Xiuyu.

Ling An didn't turn around, or even move, but his emerald green eyes were as cold as a cold star in an instant.

Even a delicate and delicate face can't neutralize the cold.

The tails of his eyes are raised, with a bit of evil aura that seems to be absent.

The hidden weapon broke through the air, and the corners of the black-clothed people's mouths already showed a hideous and cruel smile.

Then, froze.

Dozens of hidden weapons, in a very unscientific state, paused behind Ling An.

A layer of light as thin as a cicada's wings radiates a gentle light behind her.

On Ling An's wrist, the white bell that had not moved for a long time swayed.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

The bell rings softly.

The sound is crisp and pleasant.

The light mask instantly shone brightly, and dozens of hidden weapons, ten times the speed of the time, flew back upside down.

After a few muffled grunts, it was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground one after another.

In the dead silence, the smell of fish was pervasive and disgusting.

Shu Feng and the others still maintained a fighting posture, watching their opponents all fall, and they couldn't react for a long time.

Ling An looked sideways slightly, looking at the blood-drenched and scarred appearance of Shu Feng and the others, and the ruby green eyes blinked lightly.

The evil aura dissipated, but the light in his eyes was still a little cold.

"Mr. Driver, are you all right?"

No one answered.

Shufeng: They were still immersed in the scene just now, unable to return to their senses.

Ling An puffed out his cheeks.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her slender wrist with a lot of force.

Ling Anxin was overjoyed, raised his eyes and glanced over: "Second brother, you are awake." ”

"Hmm." Fu Xiuyu let out a vague murmur, as if in response to her.

The eyelids moved, but they still couldn't open, but the corners of their lips had a faint curvature, as if they had sensed the arrival of Ling An in their consciousness.

Ling An pursed her lips, and a faint disappointment crossed her eyes.

Sure enough, the symptoms were triggered, how could it be so easy to wake up.

She tried to move her wrist, but Fu Xiuyu grabbed it very tightly.

It's not that she can't break free, it's just that she's afraid that her strength will hurt him.

Ling An was a little helpless.

simply stared at Fu Xiuyu.

In the dark night, he was dressed in black, his long legs curled up aggrievedly, leaning on the trunk of a tree weakly, and the hair on his forehead was hanging down, covering his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Decadent and noble.

Even in such an embarrassing moment, he is like a man who came out of the painting, perfect to impeccable, and his handsome face is the only one she has ever seen in her life.

She once thought that the best-looking person in the world was Sister A.

But now, her thoughts suddenly wavered.

When it comes to skin appearance, Sister A is a little overshadowed in front of him.

He's really good-looking.

365 degrees of beautiful without dead ends, every angle is extremely amazing.

Ling An was suddenly a little unconvinced.

How can there be flawless people in the world, how can there be people who are more perfect than Sister A, obviously Sister is the most perfect, how can she rebel.

Ling An pursed his lips, as if he was bewitched, and couldn't help but get closer, closer, and wanted to look more closely.

Stubbornly trying to find a little imperfect flaw on his face.

In that way, she can continue to unswervingly regard Sister A as the most perfect person.

But......

"Miss Ling An, what are you doing?" Behind him, there was a somewhat stunned voice from Shufeng.

Ling An was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a few shocked faces, and his legs were somehow weak.