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Baili Guyan noticed Rong Jue's right leg that was injured by her, half of the arrow feather was stuck in the calf, and the other half of the arrow feather was broken in the grass beside him.

Baili Guyan recalled the moment he fell off the cliff, one of the men in black shot an arrow at them, and Rong Jue should have blocked it with his own body!

The blood on his calf continued to flow out, and soon his white clothes were red.

He lay there on his back, looking very enchanting.

New injuries and old injuries, can they not be wasted?! This time, Baili Guyan was a little worried about his leg!

"Big sister, Yuan Yao is so scared." The eighteenth prince curled up in her arms, his eyes wincing as he looked at Rong Jue's motionless body.

"Don't be afraid." Baili Guyan let him go, and he leaned over.

She quietly glanced at the person on the ground, perhaps because he was wearing a mask, she couldn't see his exact appearance, but vaguely felt that under the mask, his brows should be wrinkled. His thin, shapely lips matched the bridge of his nose.

Baili Guyan couldn't remember when he put the mask back on, or if he hadn't taken it off at all, it was all just her hallucination.

Out of habit, she reached out to probe the temperature of his forehead, but the outstretched hand suddenly froze in midair. The cold silver mask, like a chasm, cut her hand from his forehead.

He must be in a coma from exhaustion, right?

Baili Guyan thought silently, and a trace of curiosity gradually rose in his heart. She wanted to see if the face under the mask was the same as the one she had imagined when she fell off the cliff......

She was still hesitating, and when she lowered her eyes, she didn't know when Rong Jue had opened her eyes. There was a hint of fatigue in his originally clear eyes, and the shadow was dark. Still, this exhaustion can't hide the innate rebelliousness.

He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, hooked his lips with difficulty, and said with a wicked smile: "You want to peek at Ye?" ”

Baili Guyan was startled, and quickly retracted his hand. Hearing him say that, what she saw when she fell off the cliff should have been just an illusion. That's right, too! So handsome, so immortal, like a god's face, how could he be born into this scoundrel?!

"Who is rare?!" Baili Guyan glanced at him and said coldly: "I just want to probe your snort and see if you are dead!" ”

"Ye is not dead! Ye is very good! ”

Rong Jue looked at her with burning eyes, and Baili Guyan stared at him for a moment, and a feeling of being seen through unconsciously rose in his heart. His gaze was too quiet, so quiet that he seemed to be able to see through everything.

Rong Jue suddenly stretched out his hand to her, looking at her with burning black eyes.

Baili Guyan looked at him in a daze, looking at his bare skin outside the mask, as white as snow. He was obviously weakened to the extreme, but his eyes were still clear.

"Look stupid, huh?! Help me up! ”

Baili Guyan immediately came back, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and clenched his big palm.

She didn't pull him hard, he just used a little force to sit up on his own.

Baili Guyan was a little surprised, a tall man like him, and he was wet, and he could still be as light as a swallow.

Rong Jueli ignored her, glanced at his injured right leg to himself, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! I just picked it up, and I folded it again! You have to make me lame! ”

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