agent queen is too wild

Wushuang closed his eyes, drank ginseng chicken soup quietly, and stopped talking.

An Ran sighed softly, covered her with a brocade quilt, and walked out slowly.

"How is Miss Cheng's recovery?" An Ran looked at the Nanjiang doctor who was decocting medicine and asked.

The old doctor had a gray beard and said with a serious face: "Miss Cheng mainly suffers from yin and dampness entering her body, she loses too much blood, is out of recuperation, and has other hidden diseases. I am afraid it is difficult to meet ordinary tonics. If you can find them in the jungle A whole branch of wild ginseng may have miraculous effects."

An Ran nodded understandingly, and the joy flashed across her clear face.

Looking at the background of An Ran's departure, the old doctor's eyes lit up, he beckoned for the servant, and whispered a few words.

At this time, the handsome and romantic Tang Shaoyuan was wrapped up like a mummy, his eyes were still covered with fine white gauze, and he was lying on his back on the bed like a trapped animal to recuperate.

But fortunately, his mouth can still speak.

"Is Miss Cheng okay?"

"Back to the prince, Miss Cheng is already awake, but she can't get out of bed, and I won't see you until a few days later."

Tang Shaoyuan nodded, "How much did we lose this time?"

"[-] troops lost!"

Tang Shaoyuan frowned slightly, and then slowly unfolded it, nodding to show he understood.

"Where's Cheng Anran?"

"Doctor Miao said he went up the mountain to gather ginseng for Miss Cheng!"

Tang Shaoyuan stretched out his thin white hand, waved it in front of his blind eyes, and then spoke leisurely after a while.

"There are many wild beasts in the mountains, you go and take a few people to protect Cheng Anran."

The close guard's eyes brightened, turned around and left.

On a night without moonlight, it seems that the whole world is engulfed in darkness.

It's pitch black and I can't find my way.

After walking in the dense forest all night, An Ran seemed lost.

The legendary thousand-year-old ginseng is kept close to his body, but he can't get out of this dense forest no matter what.

It seems that someone deliberately set up an array.

Murderous intentions emerged layer by layer in the dark night, like a gradually rising barrier energy, which made him a little anxious.

Just when he was frowning and trying to find a way out, a slight moan sounded, An Ran held a sharp sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Who?"

A woman in a blue shirt slowly crawled over, her delicate face was full of pain.

"My lord, I was bitten by a snake, please!" The blue shirt woman's right leg was swollen, her face was black and blue, it was obvious that she had been deeply poisoned.

An Ran was dressed in white, standing in the moonlight, and the clear moonlight covered him with a hazy coat, like an exiled immortal, handsome and graceful.

"Do you know the way out of the mountain?"

The girl in the blue shirt nodded: "Master, save me. I'll take you out of the mountain. Can you do this business?"

An Ran suddenly smiled, that smile was like a flash in the pan, but it was reflected brightly on the four walls.

"it is good!"

An Ran picked up the blue shirt girl's pants, made a cross cut on the wound, squeezed the poison out forcefully, then tapped her Huantiao acupoint, took out an antidote pill for her to take.

After a while, the blue-shirted girl's complexion gradually improved, and she took a breath and said, "My surname is Mu, thank you for saving me, my lord—"

At the end of the sentence, An Ran covered her mouth.At the same time when Miss Mu was astonished, there were already more than a dozen mysterious men in black under the night, forming a formation of five and surrounding An Ran.

The surrounding silence is like a slowly tightening net, tightening one's heart inch by inch.

An Ran's gaze swept over everyone slowly, the coldness in those eyes made them feel dead intuitively, and the distance in front of them was a shortcut to hell.

The night was cold and lifeless, but tonight's air seemed to be filled with thick blood.

A soft hum broke the stagnant air, An Ran pulled out a soft sword from her waist, and jumped forward suddenly, in the flickering of ghosts and ghosts, several black shadows fell one after another.

Miss Mu looked in surprise at An Ran, who was like a murderous god in the dark night. He was killing people without leaving a trace of life. He was not only quick to deal with the people around him, but also frightening. However, she froze in the next moment, because people from all directions More attackers emerged.

The men in black didn't expect that there would be a second person, and they were a little surprised at first, but then they regained their composure. After making gestures, they rushed towards Miss Mu.

While the first group of men in black were slaughtered by An Ran, the second group of men in black quickly spun around An Ran, and An Ran, who was dressed in white at this time and was already stained red with blood, was besieged by the ever-changing formations of the men in black. , he looked at the people around him calmly, with an extremely cruel smile.

"Why did you come here to die!" Sighing softly, he recited slowly, with a compassionate temperament.

Miss Mu pulled out the knife beside her, and stood stubbornly leaning against a big tree with a stern look.

The man in black launched an offensive silently, with deadly knives, and Miss Mu was a little embarrassed to resist, but every move she made was still extremely sharp.

The dead soldiers began to disperse their attacks, constantly distracting An Ran's attention and draining his internal energy, An Ran was a little tired of coping for a while.

He underestimated the strength of these people, and he was careless, so he didn't bring eighteen kills.

The long-term fatigue battle has made his thinking a little confused, and the movements of his hands are gradually sluggish, but the opponent's offensive is getting more and more fierce. A long sword is stabbing swiftly, An Ran is about to dodge, but the long knife behind him has already Followed him, forcing him into a desperate situation.

Gain and loss are in an instant, when his life is in danger, An Ran faces the sword, and there is a stabbing pain in his shoulder. The long sword has penetrated deeply into the left shoulder. Go, the sharp long sword easily pierced his shoulder.

The right hand swung the sword and quickly cut off the opponent's head, and the blood flew up gently with the head. At the same time, the left hand struck into the chest of the person on the left, crushing the heart with a punch, and pierced the neck of the attacker behind him with a backhand sword.

He was so ferocious and dazzling that Miss Mu almost thought that he was not the handsome young man who had saved her just now, but the God of War in the night.

The rest of the people were also afraid to go forward. There were screams from the night in the dense forest, and there was a strong smell of blood.

Who is going to take his life?

He looked at the other party coldly, and slowly pulled out the long sword stuck on his shoulder with no expression on his face. The Silent Forest made the sound of the blade rubbing against the muscles and bones. The pain and the sweet smell of blood made people shudder.

The rest of the men in black looked at An Ran's cold, death-like eyes, and heard the creepy sound of drawing a sword, all of which had goosebumps all over their bodies. They looked at each other, without saying a word, and gritted their teeth and looked at An Ran again. The siege was launched.

A man stabbed fiercely from the front with a sword, and An Ran fell to the ground strangely backwards, dodging the deadly sword, the man in black suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and his whole body was shaken into a puddle of flesh mud.

He grabbed a person and slammed him on the back. The person flew obliquely like a kite with a broken string and crashed into the big tree in the distance.

An Ran took a deep breath, and rushed towards the person on the opposite side like the wind. Following An Ran's long howl, the bright sword glow overflowed with fierce sword energy, and came out in a ring, interlocking each other, like a halo The staggered gods of war came to the world, and the interlaced halos carried a piercing scream.

An Ran exhausted his last ounce of strength to launch the killing technique, and suddenly felt dizzy and spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt empty inside his body, as if there was nothing inside. Even his mind was empty, and he didn't even have the strength to think. up...

Seeing another person rushing up desperately, Miss Mu gritted her teeth, hugged An Ran who had fainted and jumped into the deep pool under the cliff.

"What the hell is this place?" Apart from the sound of running water, there was no light at all. Where did they get washed away?

The two quickly adapted to the darkness in the cave, groping forward little by little.Miss Mu took out a fire bag wrapped in oiled paper from her pocket, and blew it vigorously. With the light in her hand, she turned to look at An Ran, only to see thin sweat dripping from his head, and his face was as pale as paper.

"What's wrong with you?" Pressing his trembling body, she was a little flustered.

"The river water is not clean, my wound may be inflamed..."

"What should I do?"

"That's not the point, let's get out of here first... I'm a little cold..." The tone was very light, but I heard the vibrato in the words.

As soon as the words fell, he was already lying down on the ground.

Miss Mu hurriedly caught his limp body, and stroked his forehead with trembling hands, it was very hot, and blood was still oozing from his wound.

The blazing bonfire roasted the ground, and the damp ground emitted steaming mist from time to time. The night in early autumn was very cold, and the clothes soaked in ice water were attached to the body, and the cold wind blew, and the bone was cold.

Miss Mu kept filling the bonfire with dead branches and leaves. In humid weather, the bonfire was easily extinguished by frost.

She tried the temperature of An Ran's forehead, and then wrapped her coat around him, she had no medical knowledge at all, so she was helpless.She just felt her pulse, and the beating was still strong, so she felt relieved.

An Ran had a high fever, her cheeks as white as jade were flushed abnormally, her brows were slightly furrowed, her body was tossing, her lips opened and closed, and she uttered low and hoarse syllables.

Miss Mu vaguely heard her younger sister, Wushuang, don't leave and other messy words.

Miss Mu hugged An Ran tightly in her arms, the coldness of the two could always outweigh the warmth of one.

But inexplicably, her heartbeat began to speed up, and her fingers trembled lightly as she caressed the face of this crown-like man.

Noble Tsinghua's demeanor seems to be otherworldly, but his indifferent and ruthless methods are like ghosts from hell. Who the hell is he?

An Ran was physically exhausted and in a coma, unable to feel anything around her.

At night, there was a dead silence.

Thick fog shrouded everything, and the drizzle mixed with the dense fog wrapped everything two feet away, as if covered with a layer of white velvet.

Miss Mu woke up from the cold, only to realize that it was dawn.

"You're awake!" The tone was so light that one couldn't hear the speaker's emotion. An Ran looked at Miss Mu who was lying on the ground and suddenly opened her eyes.

Miss Mu lost her voice: "You, what are you doing?"

An Ran didn't answer, and indifferently tore off the cloth on her shoulders, the turned flesh and blood had already stuck to the clothes, pulling the wound and blood gushing out.

A light and thin blade cut little by little the already whitish carrion at the wound, such a leisurely movement as if he was painting, not cutting his own flesh.

"Come here and do me a favor when you wake up, I can't reach the back, so cut it for me."

Miss Mu tried her best to control the horrified expression on her face: "What did you say?"

"What's wrong?" An Ran looked at Miss Mu's expression and said calmly.

"I...I..." Miss Mu glanced at his wound, and couldn't bear to look at it.

"Hurry up and help, or you will lose more blood!"

Miss Mu gritted her teeth, and stroked vigorously, blood flowed down An Ran's back little by little, his face was expressionless from beginning to end, but his face became paler and paler.

After Miss Mu sewed up the wound on his back, the cold sweat on his forehead had already wet An Ran's hair, sticking strands to his face, looking weak and helpless, but she knew that this man with a handsome appearance In fact, it is extremely tenacious.

An Ran moved his arms. The wound on his back didn't affect his activities. He put on his clothes, stood up and walked up the mountain.

"What are you doing?" Miss Mu hurriedly asked after An Ran.

"I saved your life, and you also saved mine. We canceled it, and you don't have to follow me from now on." An Ran left without stopping.

"Would you be able to get here without me leading the way?" Miss Mu raised her voice.

An Ran ignored her and walked forward on her own.Miss Mu laughed happily, and followed closely behind An Ran.

"Doctor, the ginseng has been found!" An Ran took out the blood-stained ginseng and threw it to the doctor.

Seeing his bloodstained body, the doctor asked in surprise, "What's the matter, my lord?"

An Ran gave him a cold look, and walked towards Wushuang's resting place without saying a word.

Miss Mu bit her lip, and slowly squatted down: "Old man, let me help you."

"Wushuang, I don't ask you to stay, I just want to see it as soon as I open my eyes, and I'm satisfied. You don't have to be sorry to me, everything I do is voluntary, you can rest here to raise your body and wait Make plans after you have taken care of your body, okay?" Tang Shaoyuan couldn't see, sitting in front of Wushuang's bed, holding her hand and said gently.

Looking at the scars all over his body, Wushuang couldn't help but feel guilty, and said in a soft tone: "Don't worry, I will take back everything that others owe me. This time you are hurting me to save me, I will stay and help you Yes. Did you agree to let me dispatch troops and punish generals?"

"Naturally, do you really want to stay?" Tang Shaoyuan had a happy smile on his lips.

"Ah."

With a bang, the sound of something heavy falling to the ground sounded outside the door.

"Who?" Wushuang and Tang Shaoyuan shouted in unison.

The door was pushed open, and An Ran fainted on the ground with a pale face.

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