Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 708 Situation changes, fame lost! (39)

"Jiang Churan, we are clear!"

There were tears in her eyes, but the smile on her lips was so poignant and unparalleled.

Yes, the two are settled, his sword, the sword he stabbed her with himself,
As if she repaid his affection for her and finally ended all the past between them,

Since then, they have become strangers who passed by each other, and they no longer have any intersections!
If, if unfortunately, we meet again, then either you die or I die!

Jiang Churan, goodbye!

She said to herself silently in her heart.

And Yun Aotian, who was still besieged by the soldiers, saw Qingluo being stabbed by Jiang Churan,
Immediately, like a mad lion, he let out a mournful roar with an "ah",
A sword pierced through a soldier's body and raised his body high with the tip of the sword.
Spinning crazily, blood spattered all over the ground fiercely.

The tragic and madness on his face frightened the surrounding soldiers,
They bent over in fear, and began to slowly back up, back up.

Jiang Churan was furious when he saw it, he waved his sleeve, and pointed the tip of his sword at Qing Luo's chest,
Looking at Yun Aotian with bloody eyes, he shouted fiercely:

"Yun Aotian, do you still want to resist?
Your woman is in my hands, if you don't want her to die,
Just obediently let me catch her without a fight, otherwise, I will kill her! "

Qingluo's shoulder kept bleeding,
Her face was pale, she sneered and said to Jiang Churan:
"Crazy! Kill me if you have the ability!

What kind of skill is it to threaten someone with a woman? "

"you--"

Jiang Churan was furious, and moved the tip of the sword forward, it was about to pierce her chest,

Yun Aotian hastily shouted: "Stop!"

Jiang Churan looked at him coldly, and said violently:

"I'm impatient, I'll count to three,

If you don't put down your weapon and surrender, don't blame me for destroying flowers! "

Yun Aotian sighed dejectedly, regardless of Qingluo shaking his head desperately,
Finally, the soft sword in his hand fell silently to the ground.

The soldiers immediately rushed forward and tightly restrained him with their backhands.

"Aotian! Aotian!" Qing Luo burst into tears like rain.

(End of this chapter)