Peerless Empress

Chapter 141

It's not easy to repel Bufan, Yan Luoer suddenly raised her head to look at the place where the pronunciation was spoken, and there was a burly black figure standing on the roof in the distance. This person was wearing a black cloak, and he couldn't see clearly under the night his appearance.

Seeing an opportunity to take advantage of it, the other men in black rushed forward like densely packed bees.

Aotian in the ring felt that something was wrong outside, and before Yan Luoer could call, he got out of the ring and landed at her feet, his figure grew stronger in the blink of an eye, his white tail swished out like a thousand-year-old spirit snake.

This group of people in black are only people of the fourth and fifth ranks, and they are not the opponents of the seven-star beasts at all. Naturally, their speed is not as good as that of Aotian. They watched the giant tail whip hit them hard, and in an instant, they were thrown out Dozens of feet away.

At the same time, a huge light flashed from the dark corner on the left, flying toward Yan Luo'er like a meteor, and upon closer inspection, it was a golden arrow.

Aotian sensed the strength of the sharp arrow, so he quickly cast an ice shield in front of him to block this strange sharp arrow, and the people in the dark corner seemed not to give up, and fired several arrows in succession, like artillery blasting towards the whole body There was a roar, several houses were smashed into pieces, mud was splashed, smoke and dust billowed up, and the surroundings were gray, drowning everyone's figures.

At this moment, Yan Luo'er smelled a familiar powerful breath from the dark corner on the right. After the last fight, this person was quite powerful and also very arrogant, otherwise, he would not wantonly release the breath in his body. Now he The appearance of her made it impossible for her to get any advantage.

"Aotian, Bufan, let's go!"

The two cats felt the arrival of the mysterious man together, and they had a tacit understanding. Bu Fan turned into purple light and flew into Yan Luoer's ring, and Aotian carried Yan Luoer to the roof.

Suddenly, Yan Luoer looked through the smoke and dust, and saw a golden light flashing in the dark corner on the right, roaring like a ferocious falcon, at an astonishing speed, more than a hundred times faster than the arrow shot by the person in the dark corner on the left before, Make people hard to guard against.

At this time, Baolan's figure appeared out of nowhere, and at the moment when the golden light came, she sat firmly on Aotian's body, standing in front of Yan Luoer.

Yan Luoer was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, she heard the harsh sound of metal rubbing against each other, followed by a crackling sound, followed by a muffled groan, the sharp arrow pierced through the left shoulder blade of the person in front of her, and landed firmly on Yan Luoer's On her shoulder, the blood on the tip of the arrow smeared on her robe.

"Go!" Xin Han gasped and shouted hoarsely.

Aotian under him quickly accelerated, several jumps disappeared into the night.

The smoke and dust in the alley dispersed with the wind, and three black figures walked out of the darkness at the same time. They were all wearing black cloaks and hoods, with only their lips exposed. They looked at the place where Yan Luoer disappeared.

"Heart is heavy, I smelled Bufan's breath before!" There was an inaudible sense of coldness in the sinister voice.

The other two men in black cloaks looked at each other, and Luo Xinshen suddenly let out a clear laugh: "Brother, you are mistaken, I thought it was Bu Fan before, so I shot the arrow feathers, but unexpectedly, the other party was only with Bu Fan A divine beast white cat with the same aura."

"Really?" The man murmured leisurely, still somewhat puzzled.

Shi Tuo smiled deeply: "That's true, Bu Fan is dead, and besides, that girl is considered the master of Youyou Palace, so what, how could Bu Fan be with an ordinary woman!"

The sinister man straightened his face, stared at them and said: "Since she is not the person we are looking for, then there is no need for you to trouble her, she is still worth using!"

Luo Xinchen naturally knew what he was referring to, glanced lightly at the man in black who fell on the ground, and said, "They are not sent by us, they are just little girls from the Yin family! "

"I heard that Yin Xueqi has liked Qinglian for many years. Now that Qinglian is going to marry another woman, can she not be in a hurry?" Shi Tuo smiled heartily.

The sinister man gave Shituo a light look, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly: "Let this little girl bear with it, after my work is done, it will be a matter of time before Qinglian marries her!"

Luo Qinglian and Shi Tuo looked at each other, complicated eyes flashed across their eyes, they pursed their lips tightly, and said nothing more.

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Aotian brought Yan Luoer and Xinhan back to the branch hall of Youyou Palace. At this time, it was late at night and the servants had already fallen asleep.

Yan Luoer helped Xinhan into the room, glanced at the silver long sword in his hand, and was slightly taken aback, because the blade had been pierced through a hole the size of an arrow feather.Before, when she heard the sound of metal rubbing against each other, she guessed that Xinhan used this spiritual sword to block the sharp arrow of the god, otherwise, even she would be injured.

I thought that Xinhan had already abandoned her and left, but he didn't expect that at the most critical moment, he would risk his life to block the arrow for her. He is typical with a cold face and a cold heart!

And those people in black must have come prepared, taking advantage of the fact that the elders were arranged to rest in the clan, they quickly sent someone to assassinate her, and there were as many as a hundred of them. That person probably wanted to deal with her quickly to prevent future troubles.

Yan Luoer supported Xinhan and sat on the edge of the bed, seeing the bead-sized beads of sweat slowly dripping down from his handsome forehead, but she didn't see him grunting in pain.

"I will draw the arrow for you!"

Xinhan raised his eyelids with difficulty, looked at the concerned eyes, and nodded slightly.

Yan Luoer looked at the sharp arrow piercing through his shoulder, and secretly gasped. If it was just an ordinary arrow feather, she could break the arrow and pull it out again. However, this arrow is a god's arrow feather, extremely hard. It can't be broken at all. If it is pulled out directly, the arrow will hook his flesh, which is equivalent to shooting another arrow from his back.

Seeing her delay in making a move, Xin Han took a hard look at her, and said weakly and sarcastically: "I don't think that the majestic Palace Master is as cowardly as a mouse, and dare not even pull out an arrow!"

Yan Luoer rolled his eyes at him: "The aggressive method doesn't work for me, don't make noise, let me think about it...let me think about it..."

Xinhan listened to her murmuring thoughts, looked away at her slightly anxious face, pursed her thin lips slightly, and raised her hand to rest on the arrow feathers.

"Don't move!" Yan Luoer suddenly yelled, "I have a way, just bear with it..."

She quickly took out the dagger from the interspatial ring, held the arrow feather on his back with her left hand, lit the golden spirit fire with her right hand, and slowly burned the arrow. Fortunately, the heat transfer was not fast. Seeing that the golden arrow turned red, she quickly picked up the dagger and cut off the arrow .

Xin Han felt the warmth from the arrow feathers, and immediately knew what she was doing, her pale lips curled up, and she couldn't help laughing.The body trembled, the wound on the shoulder blade was pulled open, and with a "chi", he immediately bit his lower lip tightly, enduring the pain, and his forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.

Yan Luo'er gave him a puzzled look, what a strange man, it's just that he doesn't like to smile, but when he was seriously injured, he smiled so happily.

"Okay, I've drawn the arrow!" She looked at the thinned arrow with satisfaction.

Chilling nod!

This time, Yan Luo'er didn't hesitate anymore, she pulled out the golden arrow feather decisively, quickly tapped his acupoints, and under his puzzled gaze, explained: "It's just to stop the bleeding temporarily, I'll fetch water!"

She walked out of the door, looked back at him slightly, and hurried towards the kitchen.

Xinhan slowly raised his eyes, looked at the sharpened arrowhead of the golden arrow feather still on the bed, and murmured: "Qing'er, should I say you are smart, or should I say you are stupid..."

Suddenly, the golden arrow feathers flew up, and quickly drilled out of the window, stunned for a moment, and frowned, the divine weapon really has spirituality!
After a while, he hurried back, Xinhan slightly glanced at the door of the room, seeing the shadow on the ground approaching gradually, his eyes quickly flashed brightly.

He struggled to untie the robe on his upper body, opened his chest, and removed the twitching wound on the upper skin of the shoulder blade, and there were still a few faint ugly scars on his chest.

Yan Luoer ran into the room, looked at him and said, "Water..."

The voice stopped abruptly, she stared blankly at him and hurriedly pulled up his robe, only showing the arrow wound on his shoulder.

Just now, the scar on Xin Han's chest made her feel very familiar, as if five years ago...

"You..." Yan Luoer regained her sanity and rushed forward a few steps.

Chilling as if nothing had happened, he asked lightly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Luoer stared at his indifferent expression, and bit her lips. It was impossible for Di Si to treat her like this. Maybe, she just misread it. In this era, it is normal to have a scar on her chest.

However, the few scars on his body are almost exactly the same as the wounds that the emperor suffered back then. She once applied medicine for him, and those scars are still fresh in her memory.

If she guessed boldly, the chill in front of her eyes might very well be Di Si.

She dared to make this conclusion because Di Si is an assassin and can take the appearance of others at will. Also, she once saw Di Si fall in Bai Chun's yard. She doesn't know who the master is, but she remembers that Bai Chun said that Xinhan was used to building with her since she was a child, and both of them are in Xili City. It is not impossible for Disi's master to be Bai Chun.

Xinhan saw that she had not moved, frowned, and said leisurely: "I know that men and women are different, I should clean the wound myself!"

Hearing Shen Leng's words, Yan Luo'er quickly regained her senses, quickly put the basin on the chair, wrung out the white cloth, and gently wiped the wound for him: "If it hurts, just yell!"

She carefully wiped away the blood beside the wound, but her eyes couldn't help but stare straight at the chest covered by the robe. At this moment, she really wanted to pull off his skirt to have a better look.

Seeing that her eyes were always on his chest, the corners of her pale lips curled up with slyness, and suddenly, he couldn't help shouting: "It hurts!"

Tiny cold sweat burst out from his forehead, he took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and jokingly said, "Girl, are your eyes crooked?"

She actually kept wiping his wound with a white cloth towel, maybe she wanted him to die quickly.

"Feel sorry!"

Yan Luoer's cheeks flushed, and as soon as she washed the white cloth towel to cover up her embarrassment, she actually looked like a woman, staring straight at the man's chest.

Xinhan snatched the wrung white cloth towel and said lightly, "I'll do it myself!"

"I'm going to get the medicine!"

Yan Luo'er turned around and walked to the wooden cabinet, staring at Xin Chi from the corners of her eyes, looking at the scars that appeared and disappeared, her teeth itching with hatred.

Seeing his gaze, she quickly retracted her gaze, opened the medicine bottle, and obediently handed the wound medicine to him.

Looking at the ointment lightly dipped on the slender fingertips and evenly spreading it on the wound, she looked at the cold handsome face, and licked her cherry lips: "That..."

'Can you take off your robe and let me see your chest' the words stuck in his throat.

Chilling Youlan raised his eyes to look at her, and responded with a low voice.

"Thank you!" Yan Luo'er couldn't help feeling depressed, this wasn't what she wanted to say!However, even if you ask him directly, with his cold attitude, he will definitely not answer her words.

Xin Han glanced at him, endured the pain, and struggled to pull back his robe.

Seeing this, Yan Luoer saw that the opportunity had come, and immediately stopped his movements. Seeing his suspicious gaze, she smiled slightly: "It's not convenient for you now, I will..."

Xinhan let go of her hand, closed her eyes halfway, and hid her smile, seeing her buttoning up her skirt, and then quietly pulling it down again, for a moment, revealing the skin inside the shirt.

Yan Luoer secretly rejoiced in her heart, suddenly, a big hand grabbed her catkin, she was stunned for a while, then raised her head to meet her playful eyes.

"It seems that the Palace Master is used to being served by others..."

Of course Yan Luo'er knew when he was referring to, so she could only obediently put on his robe, and seeing the blood on the skirt, she had a flash of inspiration: "Do you want to take a bath and change?"

Han Xin put her right hand on the bedpost, stood up, and said lightly, "No, I'll go back to Master's yard first!"

Yan Luoer was stunned, she hadn't seen the wound on his chest, how could she let him leave so quickly!

She stopped him immediately, and said confidently: "You were injured because of me, and now you are still weak, so stay here to rest for a night!"

The corners of her lips were drawn lazily in chilling heart: "I hurt my shoulder, and it doesn't affect my return to the master's yard!"

"Really?" Yan Luoer murmured leisurely, watching him walk past her.

Xinhan glanced at her silent face out of the corner of his eye. At this moment, he was hit by something on his knee, and suddenly his calf went limp, and he fell into her arms, followed by narrow words: "Although the injury is on the shoulder , but excessive bleeding can easily lead to dizziness, but fortunately, he didn’t fall halfway.”

He looked up at her, and what he saw was the magnificent smile on the cherry lips, and he couldn't help shaking his mind.

Yan Luo'er smiled, and embraced him with both hands, muttering to herself, telling you not to drink a toast, drinking fine wine, insisting that she touch his pussy.

"Go to bed and rest!" She covered the complacency in her eyes, and helped him to lie on the bed.

"You..." Xin Leng gave her a cold look, watched her avoid the wound, and covered him with a quilt: "Don't you think that's a bit awkward?"

Yan Luoer paused and coughed uncomfortably: "Go to sleep!"

She picked up the basin full of blood and walked out of the room, and saw him lying still, the corners of his lips curved into a perfect arc.

Xinhan heard the sound of the door closing, and sighed inaudibly: "Ghost girl..."

In the middle of the night, everything is silent, and the breeze blows.

Yan Luo'er tiptoed back into the room, and saw that the man on the bed had fallen asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sat gently on the edge of the bed.Carefully opened the quilt and unbuttoned the man's robe. At this moment, his heart was beating wildly, fearing that the man would wake up suddenly.

She really isn't suitable for being a thief, it feels more exciting than killing a person, at least, the dead don't talk back, but the man in front of her may wake up at any time.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly, she patted her forehead, she is so stupid, she can touch his acupuncture points...

"I'm sorry..." Yan Luoer murmured, and quickly reached out to touch the acupuncture points.

At this moment, the man on the bed moved his body, and his arm was blocking the place where she wanted to press the acupuncture points.

She froze for a moment, her fingers rested on his arm, what a coincidence, she stared at the sleeping face...

Yan Luoer didn't dare to pull his arm away at will. People with martial arts skills would be very vigilant even when they were asleep.

For the present plan, we can only continue to unbutton the button.

Just as her hand landed on his collar, she heard a cold voice from below: "I don't know, you still have this hobby!"

Yan Luo'er looked at the person below her, and slowly opened her eyes, revealing her clear pupils, as if she had touched boiling water, she jerked away, then, as if nothing had happened, she pulled the quilt for him, and put his Put your arms into the quilt: "I'm not afraid that you will catch the wind and cold with your injuries, all right, go to sleep!"

She got up quickly, turned her back to him, stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, then sat on the chair and looked at his sleeping face.

Well, it's not too late, if you have a chance to see the scar on his chest, what he needs most now is rest.

Thinking about it, Yan Luo'er propped her jaw, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, knocking on the door suddenly woke up the two people in the room.

Yan Luoer signaled that she would sleep more, got up and shook her numb arm, opened the door, yawned lazily, looked at the messenger and said, "What's wrong?"

"Master, the clan patriarch is here!"

Yan Luoer woke up instantly, looking at the gray sky, she thought to herself, why did he come so early?

"Girl!" Qing Yue's voice was filled with worry.

Yan Luoer saw Luo Qinglian walking towards her in a pink robe, stepped out of the room calmly, closed the door and asked, "Why are you here?"

Luo Qinglian frowned when she heard the indifferent tone: "I heard that you were attacked last night!"

Yan Luoer frowned. She didn't expect the news to reach his ears so quickly. If the mysterious man hadn't appeared suddenly last night, they didn't need to escape in embarrassment.

At this time, a plan arose in my heart.

Yan Luoer's face gradually sank, and she frowned tightly: "Yes, that person is very powerful... And, I saw..."

"what did you see?"

Seeing her staring at herself strangely, Luo Qinglian's heart couldn't help but hang up.

"That person looks very similar to you..."

(End of this chapter)