MTL - My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You-Chapter 37 Back home

The killers were shocked by Luo Qianlulu's hand. Will this woman still martial arts?

good chance!

Luo Qianchan waved the long sword in his hand. A sword stabbed one of the lower abdomen, and blood spewed in a moment, and less than blood splattered on Luo Qianchan's face.

The bright red blood is very different from her white face. She is like a seductive flower, beautiful and full of aggressiveness.

"Ah!" Then the man was kicked by Luo Qianchan!

The body hit the wall like a kite with a broken line, but for a moment, the man passed out in pain. # _ # 27218470

"Not good! Kill her!" I don't know who came back first, and the remaining nine people didn't dare to be distracted anymore. There were many people. Soon, her clothes were scratched back and forth, and light or severe wounds were unavoidable.

One of the swords was only a millimeter away from her throat. If she were a little slower, she would face the end of a head separation!

Good and spicy means!

Another wave of attack, Luo Qian shallow pardoned, seeing that the sword was about to pierce her heart ...

Could it be ... it's dying? # 2.7218470

As soon as Luo Qianchan was moved, Bai Yu's small porcelain bottle fell into her hand, and she squeezed the bottle tightly, fighting! Big die together!

The time was too urgent, and she didn't have time to take antidote to defend herself, so she didn't say to use poison now.

"clang--!"

As soon as the sword touched Luo Qianchan, a white afterimage appeared. He gently clamped the sword with his fingers and used internal force slightly, and the hard sword did not break from the middle.

"Bang!" With a bang, the man was too far away to see who was coming!

"Oh!" Blood spewed out of his mouth, and the man's head crooked and the blow was fatal.

So fast, so hot!

How can the deep sword be destroyed by the finger alone?

"Who!" The killers were frightened, this person, so terrifying!

The familiar medicine fragrance pervaded her body, turning for a while, the light shallow crisis was lifted, and the person gently held in her arms, followed by a warm internal force spreading throughout her body, and the hot and sore wound gradually gradually No more feeling.

"Murong Yun?" Luo Qian shallowly shouted, is he healing her with internal force?

I heard that this is the most exhausting effort.

He just appeared suddenly, like a god, protecting her?

"Yes." Murong Yun's eyes were deep, his eyes were like the calmness before the storm, so unpredictable and furious.

The wind cleared the group of people in this gap early in the morning, of course, and still didn't forget to leave a living mouth.

"Are you still hurting?" Murong Yun's breath hit hard when she touched the wound on Luo Qianqian's body.

Even the pain that caused him to die when he became ill can look as usual as if nothing happened.

However, the wounds on Luo Qianchan's body were like a fatal blow, which struck him hard.

Luo Qianchan was embraced by Princess Murong Yun in her arms, and tried to move her arms and legs. It did not hurt much, and she didn't have the feeling of fire.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's comfortable!" She smiled slightly.

"Master, all are properly packed, leaving a living mouth." Feng Qing came back to his life at this time.

Luo Qianchan struggled to think of it, but Murong Yun's hands were as firm as rocks, "Don't move, you have injuries."

Hearing that, Luo Qianchan really obediently did not move.

Perhaps it was Murong Yun's appearance that left an indelible mark on her heart in time.

Maybe it was Mu Rongyun's actions on her, he was injured for the first time, for fear that she would hurt.

In the 21st century, she had no fathers and mothers, and she was an orphan who was left free and ignored, except for a girlfriend.

She has never tried and never felt the care of her family and loved ones. Murong Yun treats her well and she can see it.

"Go back to my house and heal yourself, eh?" Murong Yun's voice was magical, making it impossible to refuse.

Luo Qianchan stared at his face for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

"Miss ... Miss you ... are you injured?" Xiaoyue hasn't helped but just didn't leave.

Now seeing her own lady rescued by the eighth prince, she couldn't help but ran over, and about three steps away from the eight prince, Xiaoyue stopped and stopped.

She rubbed her eyes, she hated herself, and only cried when she was in trouble: "Miss ... it's not good for Satsuki, Satsuki is too stupid, Satsuki can't help Miss ..."

"Thank you, Lord Eight!" If there were no Lord Eight, there would be something wrong with Miss Today.

"Wang Wang!" Just now the chaotic situation, the pets in the cage ran out, but the black dog never left.

He was not afraid of dying and biting the corner of Murong Yun's robe, Murong Yun frowned slightly, and the breath of pressure burst from his body, which was enough to strangle the dog.

Luo Qian shallow patted the back of Murong Yun's hand: "Murong Yun don't!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying breath suddenly closed. The dog was so destined to her, why not stay?

The hawker is also fake, it ’s better to keep it than to stray? Big deal for Xiaoyue to raise! Isn't she okay with her hands?

"Don't cry, Xiaoyue. Go back with your dog." The injury on her body really needed to be cured. Without the watering of Murong Yun's internal strength, the wound was still in pain.

Satsuki held the dog and asked, "What about you, Miss?"

"There is a master, you don't need to worry." Feng Qing said aside.

Satsuki thinks about it too. The eighth lord is really good to the lady, and she has rescued the lady several times, and it will certainly not harm the lady.

"Miss, please be careful." She had no choice but to hold the dog, and told her to be careful about everything, and then left reluctantly.

This is the first time Luo Qianqian stepped into the royal palace, watching the scene inside the royal palace, she had a new understanding of Murong Yun's family.

She even felt that it was not too much to say that Murong Yun's home was comparable to the palace.

No wonder Murong Yun can give her so many good things.

It's just a pity that she's still too weak now, and wait for her to succeed, let those people in the government wash their necks and wait for her!

There are a lot of people in the palace. They saw a woman who was in the arms of his venerable King Ye, holding a woman, and the woman was still wounded. Each of them couldn't help but wait and see.

When will a woman be able to approach the Lord?

And ... or is Grandpa holding her? !!

Su Liancheng has been staying at the House of the Eight Princes. As the only son of the richest man in the Su family, his mission is very important. In order to avoid marriage and have children, he cannot return home. Poor ...

"Master Wang." People salute in an orderly manner. Although they are puzzled in their hearts, they all know that they should not ask themselves what they should not ask.

"My big brother ~" A figure from Da Laoyuan, who was dressed in green and green, thundered, rushed.

His clothes looked like a woman, but he was a man!

When the comer saw Murong Yun still holding a woman in his arms, he stood still.