How could Lan Qingchuan leave him in front of him, not to mention that this kind of passive car who knows how long it can last, she is physically weak, and it is difficult for her to run out of this vast forest alone.

Now in the depths of the forest, the signal is blocked, and the sight is full of tall and indistinguishable trees, so it takes a lot of effort to find the right direction.

Even if he goes out and finds help, who can guarantee that he will be safe by then. Han Luochen must have noticed these situations, even so, he desperately wanted to give her this extremely small chance of escape.

Han Luochen is pampered, even if he has exercised, his physical strength is not as good as that of an adult strong man, and the other party is still a practitioner.

After a short period of advantage, the black-haired boy was fiercely suppressed under him, and the sharp knife pointed downward, stabbing at him fiercely!

Lan Qingchuan bit his lip, turned the steering wheel again, and hit the man directly. There was still some distance to hit his back, Lan Qingchuan didn't know how much of an impact this light energy-saving car could have on him, and she didn't know if such a vigilant outlaw would detect and dodge, but she hoped so, so that Han Luochen would be able to dodge the knife.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her back was soaked with sweat deep in the deserted trees.

The man who suppressed Han Luochen really paid attention, and hurriedly threw down the prey in his hand to dodge aside, Lan Qingchuan knew that she had guessed, and hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and suddenly controlled the body.

Through the transparent front windshield in front of her, her beloved teenager lay in the thick fallen leaves that exuded the smell of grass and trees, his face was horribly pale, he gasped sharply, raised his head slightly to look at her, he almost had no strength, only looked at himself with soft and moist eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slowly dyed a light red.

He struggled to his feet,

"You idiot, Lan Qingchuan." Obviously, he had already bought time like that, but she still returned to danger, and she would die like this.

She got out of the car to help him up, and felt the bright red flowing blood on his arm, and she scolded,

"Don't say it, who's going to watch you die!" She stared at the blood-red eyes of the murderer, and rushed at them again with a knife.

Lan Qingchuan clenched her fingers, her cold sweat had already penetrated her clothes, and the tree wind blew, and her whole body was shivering with cold.

She had already noticed that in the woods, in addition to the man in front of her, several tall figures came out one after another, with extremely sinister eyes.

More than a decade ago, the scene was almost identical, when she was kidnapped as a young child and survived for hours in a snowy field.

She had almost forgotten what the gangsters looked like, but she still remembered the despair that almost consumed her entire heart.

She slowly felt the tingling pain from her fingertips, no matter how hard she pretended to be calm, she really couldn't help herself in the face of such a fierce situation.

Han Luochen noticed her trembling, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable, he hugged her, but felt that her body was getting colder and colder.

Why are there so many life-threatening accidents between the two of them, he remembers the accident in the vast snow last year, remembers the silent her lying under the deep embankment, he always doesn't want to recall, the place that was almost forgotten by the world at that time and the lover frozen in the ice and snow.

In such a critical situation, he hated his powerlessness. The sharp white light pierced his eyes in deep pain, he hugged Lan Qingchuan tightly, and opened his mouth in a desperate manner,

"It's Zhou Ke, right? How much did you charge him? He will not forget that this man's eyes are full of dark anger, he is young and arrogant, and the only one who has offended recently is the Jiangnan Xiao Zhou family.