That Vulture Palace Master, what kind of deep hatred does he have with his master, and he wants to use such despicable means?

He hurried over to pick the man up.

But before he could do anything, the man who had already become a "blood man" suddenly staggered to his feet!

Quan Tianjiu's reason was now a little confused, and he staggered a few steps, and finally approached the woman, but he fell straight down again.

"Your Majesty!"

Fuchen's face changed greatly, and he was busy helping him.

The rope on Xia Fanyin's body had been untied by Yue Linfeng, and without the support of the cross frame, her legs were also weak, but looking at the man who was close at hand in front of her, she stood stiffly.

The person in front of him was covered in flesh and blood, and only the face was still intact.

He slowly raised his hand, as if trying to hold her.

Xia Fanyin's eyes moved slightly, watching his big knuckled palm slowly approach, his fingers curled up unconsciously, but he didn't hide.

But the next second, the hands she thought would hold her suddenly clicked on her.

That's right, it's her acupoint!

Everyone was stunned.

Xia Fanyin looked at him in shock, "What are you doing?" ”

The man's handsome and dark and tense face finally showed a somewhat relaxed expression, and he closed his eyes, "I can't move you now, I will fall into a coma at any time," he said with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Then you can't run away............"

Xia Fanyin, "........."

It's a weird brain circuit.

What the hell did she provoke?

These days, she is in a state of suppressed resentment all the time, bent on escaping from resistance, and has never carefully explored what is going on in his head, only that he is quite unreasonable and domineering, which is extremely annoying.

But at this moment, I actually understood a little - oh, this is a perverted paranoia at all.

Yue Linfeng pressed his eyebrows, "Come on, find two stretchers and carry the emperor and princess back." ”

The guards did as they were told.

…………

The wind in Shilipo was still very strong, and Yue Linfeng and Fuchen walked behind.

When he was about to arrive at the palace, looking at the person being carried on a stretcher in front of him from a distance, Yue Linfeng suddenly sighed, "Your master is really self-inflicted." ”

Fuchen was not happy, "The general can't say that about the emperor." ”

Yue Linfeng glanced at him, "You don't know why I said that, don't have a brain to protect your master, okay?" ”

Fuchen frowned, "Why do you say that?" ”

Yue Linfeng's words came to his lips, and he suddenly sneered, "Even if I tell you, you will still protect him, or don't tell you." ”

Floating dust, ".................."

Yue Linfeng quickened his pace and caught up with the people in front.

Why?

Maybe it's because, at the point just now, that idiot obviously wanted to stop the blood flowing from the chest of Her Royal Highness the Princess, but he had to say it so ugly - he probably felt that many words were awkward to say until the moment of death, right?

Scold.

The moment of death......

Probably only by letting him roll the nail board again can he hear a few honest love words from his mouth.

…………

There was only one person from the Vulture Palace who ran away with Eleven, and they were his closest subordinates, and both of them were injured.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Nothing."

Except for the one who was hit by Quan Tianjiu just now, the others didn't hit him.

The subordinate said angrily: "The subordinate doesn't understand, why don't you just kill Quan Qianjiu?" ”