Forced To Survive

The room was very quiet, no one spoke, only shallow breathing.

Yun Ranran forced herself to straighten her back, but she was thinking about his instruction over and over again in her mind.

The more he thought about it, the hotter his cheeks became, and the lower his little face drooped.

The man looked at her patiently without making a sound.

Yun Ranran's mind was about to explode. For a while, he thought about fighting it out, and for a while, he was so scared that he couldn't do it, and he really solved it for him. After that...

Her body curled up slightly, like a cooked shrimp.

She had been fighting between heaven and man for a long time, and she moved her waist uneasily, her wrist was still held in his hand, in a position she could not escape from.

She blushed, mustered up the courage to look into his eyes, and said tentatively, "Well...can we take it easy?"

The man's eyes turned to joking when he looked at her.

Yun Ranran bit the bullet and said: "Some things get boring too soon, take your time to..."

Before she finished speaking, the man grabbed the back of her neck suddenly, and he exerted a little force, forcing her to look up at him.

"You seduced me on stage, then agreed to enter the room with me, and drank the wine, now tell me to take your time?"

Yun Ranran was speechless.

The man looked from her small face all the way, and finally returned to the nervous little face, and whispered: "Have you seen your current appearance?"

Yun Ranran was taken aback.

The man casually fiddled with the half-person tall bronze mirror, turned the mirror around, and pinched her chin again, letting her see for herself.

Ever since Yun Ranran came back from the man, he has been leading him by the nose. He is in a hurry just to deal with him, and his mind is filled with tension and fear, so far he has no time to think about it.

At this moment, she stopped suddenly, and she looked at the bronze mirror blankly.

Just looking at it, the whole person was stunned.

The little girl in the bronze mirror was dressed in a light red gauze, facing the man and sitting on his lap, her jacket was torn open a small hole, revealing her smooth and round shoulders, her wrists were cut behind her back and was clasped in the palm of the man, slender and slender. Her calf came out from the red gauze, shining white, and there were golden bells tied on her slender ankles, which rang as she trembled.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of water vapor, reflecting the dim light of the candle flame.

The man was dressed in black clothes, his clothes were neat and meticulous, and his gaze was cold and sober, making her messy look even more unbearable.

The man chuckled: "Like this, you tell me to take my time?"

Yun Ranran couldn't speak, she did not seem convincing, but...but...

Before she could think of a word, she was pressed into his arms by the man. He stroked her fragile and slender neck, and whispered in her ear: "Or do you think I'm easy to tease?"

She trembled slightly under his palm, trying to regain her thoughts: "No...I didn't..."

The man's breath penetrated into her skin, burning her hot.

"If not, continue."

Yun Ranran bit the bullet and said: "It's so boring, the night is long, I'll drink some wine with you to help sex."

The man looked at her carefully for a moment, looking directly at her uneasy, just when she thought he would refuse, he said "yes", and then let go of her wrist.

Yun Ranran, who had regained her freedom, rubbed her wrists and hurried away from his lap like a frightened little rabbit. Then she touched the jug, poured him a full glass, and handed it to him in a fawning manner.

At this time, he was still playing tricks, he had to take off his mask if he wanted to drink, and she still wanted to remember his face.

He looked at her mockingly: "You drink by yourself."

Yun Ranran withdrew her hand resentfully, drank the glass by herself, then picked up the jug and poured it, but couldn't pour it out, so she smiled and looked at the man.

"Look, there's no more wine, I'll go get it for you right now."

She finished speaking quickly, and without waiting for the other party to respond, she ran towards the door with the jug in hand.

While running, I prayed to escape quickly.

This time the progress was too fast, she couldn't accept it, so she ran away first, and then figured out a way next time, anyway, she already knew his name, and there will always be progress in the future.

While running, the door of the room was getting closer and closer, three meters, two meters, one meter, when she reached it, she stretched out her hand happily, and was about to hold the wooden door, her waist tightened suddenly, and the wooden door was getting closer and closer Far.

She was pulled into his arms by his waist.

The hope that was near Chi Chi was shattered in an instant, and she was forced to cry in an instant.

Before she could say the word "don't" while trembling, the world was spinning for a while, and she was thrown on the soft bed, and the man followed closely. She turned around and wanted to run, but was roughly pulled by the man's calf. into his arms.

Under absolute power, there is no way to resist.

Fear and despair overwhelmed my heart in an instant.

His big hand stretched out mercilessly, tearing half of the red veil off her body.

Her psychological defense finally collapsed, and she couldn't hold back her fear, tears bursting in an instant.

She pressed her hands against his chest desperately, tried every means to save herself, tears kept pouring out of her eyes, obviously terrified.

The man finally stopped, and his eyes fell through the mask on her pale and frightened face.

It scares her, wondering what he wants to do next.

The air was extraordinarily quiet, so quiet that she didn't dare to cry out, fearing that this little movement would anger him, so she desperately endured it, but because she was too scared, tears kept falling from her eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.

The man stretched out his hand to her, and she flinched instinctively, but he didn't do anything, but picked her up and laid her across his lap.

She was forced to nest in his arms, and she hadn't recovered from her fear, so she didn't dare to speak out, so she sobbed softly.

The little girl was small, petite and soft in her arms, her head was lowered in fear, her body curled up stiffly.

The man touched her hairy head and asked, "Are you scared?"

The little girl gave a soft "hmm".

The man's voice was deep: "I'm afraid why do you still want to provoke me?"

Speaking of this, Yun Ranran was too wronged. She was not afraid at all when she was the first personality. She could definitely tease him and retreated if he wanted to. He would never fall into such a miserable situation. She had no intention at all. Dedication is not a fool, and the strength of the enemy and the enemy is very clear.

How did he know that he changed his personality temporarily, this is too difficult to deal with, so I can't blame her...

If she met this personality at the beginning, she would never dare to rush like this. She must have a careful plan and proceed step by step, at least three years...

The man's fingertips unconsciously pinched her earlobe, and she trembled involuntarily, and whispered: "I wasn't afraid at first."

The man almost laughed angrily at this sentence.

He got up with her in his arms, walked to the table and sat down again, still holding her in his arms, took the teapot, poured a glass of water, and then handed it to her lips to feed her.

She was really thirsty, so she drank from his hand.

Anyway, she couldn't resist, so she just enjoyed it, because he didn't force her anymore, and she wasn't so nervous anymore.

She noticed the change in the man, he seemed to have become gentler, and even gave her a sense of dependence, a little familiar, and she didn't know where this feeling came from, but suddenly she was no longer afraid.

She even found a comfortable position in his arms.

After drinking the water, the man took the cakes on the table to feed. He seemed to like her taking the food from his palm bit by bit, and liked her lowering her head to lick the powdered sugar particles in his palm.

She felt that he treated her like a pet.

He fed a whole plate, and when he was about to feed again, she held his hand and whispered, "I'm full."

He chuckled: "Let's continue when we're full?"

She was startled, and her little face immediately became bitter.

He reached out and pinched her face.

The little girl didn't resist, she was a little obedient.

He thought about it carefully, just now Hongling said that Xiao Jin was the girl's sweetheart, but Xiao Jin had never seen the little girl, and she believed it in wearing Xiao Jin's clothes, which showed that she didn't know Xiao Jin either. Jin.

The two sides didn't know each other, and they didn't meet each other, so it wasn't Xiao Jin who she was trying to get close to, but Demon Lord Cang, so why did she want to get close to Demon Lord even at the expense of her appearance?

Could it be some secret mission of Taihuazong?

He actually doesn't care about this, as long as she doesn't complete her mission, she will always be close to Demon Lord. Now that she has recognized him wrongly, isn't it a good thing?

Just thinking about it, the little girl looked up at him, and asked with a slightly red face: "Next time, can I still find you?"

His fingertips brushed her eyelashes, and asked meaningfully: "Will you improve next time?"

She was startled, her little face turned even redder, she bit her red lip and said nothing for a long time, and after an unknown amount of time, she let out a vague "hmm" from her nasal cavity.

He laughed and threw a jade token at her.

"If you make progress, crush this jade card, and I will come."

She lowered her head to pick up the jade pendant, the tips of her ears were completely red.

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When Yun Ranran came out of Xiaoyao Pavilion, it was just dawn, and she was really exhausted physically and mentally this night. She asked sister Hongling to change her clothes back, and now she felt completely relaxed.

Thinking about it is full of bitter tears, she is simply a dancer with the tip of a knife, and her body will be smashed to pieces if she is not careful, but she can do it!

Not only did he get away with his body, but he even made an appointment for the next time. Isn't this getting better?

She walked towards the house through the early morning mist, and soon returned to the courtyard. From a distance, she saw Xiao Qi guarding the door. A cloud-white hair band, fluttering in the breeze.

She was getting close, and just about to say hello to him, he turned and walked in the door with a cold face, ignoring her at all.

She thought he was waiting for her at the door, didn't she? She scratched her hair in embarrassment and entered the courtyard.

Xiao Qi was walking towards the room, she was not at ease, and wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he went all the way back to the room, ignoring her behind him, and slammed the door shut with a "bang".

The force was so great that dust fell from the shaking eaves.

Yun Ranran really had a bad nose.

Angry, why? Who did it?

she doesn't understand...

Wuxuan was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. The place where he usually stayed was always full of flowers, but when she entered the courtyard today, she felt a bleak atmosphere, and there were fallen leaves and flowers all over the ground.

He was in a bad mood, and she thought it was because of her, because she was kicked out of the room by him yesterday morning, although she still didn't know why.

Why don't you apologize...

Thinking in this way, he walked towards Wuxuan, just as he was about to approach, he knocked the teacup in his hand on the table, got up and left.

I don't care about her...

What did she do wrong? Headache…

At this moment, Qing He lazily walked in from the house, and she wanted to go up and ask him if he knew what happened, but Qing He also took a step back, with a cold expression on his face.

He was indeed angry too, although he went to stop her in time last night, but when he thought of this guy's appearance in front of Xiao Jin, he became very angry, so he had to slow down, otherwise, according to his temper, it would be her who suffered... Make you cry I still feel distressed, so avoid...

Qing He returned to the room indifferently.

Yun Ranran stood in the courtyard with fallen leaves, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

Why are all three angry?

Is it her fault? what did she do

I didn't even think about it...

She stood in the courtyard at a loss, covered her head and thought for a long time, and thought that she should be coaxed, or buy a small gift or something, so she turned around and left the house, and walked up the street again.

She didn't know what the three of them liked. They searched for the stalls on the street all the way, looking for them, and suddenly saw a house covered with white cloth, and there were blowing and beating inside, and crying could be heard from time to time.

There were quite a few onlookers standing outside the door, and Yun Ranran pulled someone along and asked, "What's going on here?"

The man said: "Oh, Cui Zhi died of a serious illness a few days ago, now I have to do something."

"Speaking of Cui Zhi and her husband Zhang Luan, they are so affectionate that one is enviable."

"Originally, Cuizhi's family was rich, but Zhang Luan was a street gangster. Because of a chance encounter, the rich lady redeemed the street gangster's dark soul, and they fell in love. Speaking of which, Zhang Luan was really lucky. He is exceptionally kind, supporting him to study, and not letting him do anything on weekdays. Later, he accidentally discovered that he had a trace of water spirit root. Cuizhi almost changed the property of the seller and exchanged it for an enlightenment pill, which activated his spirit. root."

"Who knew that the activated spirit root of that kid was extremely powerful. He was quickly appreciated, and even joined the Xiaoyao Sect and became an inner disciple."

"However, he took this step to fly into the sky, and he has not forgotten his mortal wife. He is still as good to Cuizhi as ever. Cuizhi is not in good health, so he stays at home to take care of her."

"No, I took care of her until Cuizhi left."

"He's the one crying here, and he really values ​​love and righteousness."

Yun Ranran had a slight liking for that Zhang Luan, but now that she knew the whole story, she still had three men to coax, and there was no time to delay, so she was about to leave, but suddenly there was crying again in her ears.

This crying sound was different from the mourning sound in the courtyard. It was full of Yin Qi, and her bones were chilled from crying.

She frowned, walked around to a place where no one was around, jumped up lightly, climbed onto the wall, walked lightly along the ridge of the roof, and took in everything in the courtyard.

The young man in white clothes in the middle should be Zhang Luan. He is indeed cultivated, and his appearance is still a bit delicate. His eyes are swollen, and he must have cried a lot.

There were still many people bustling in the yard, some who were blowing and beating, and some who came forward to cry and pay homage.

But these were not the cries she heard, and she concentrated on distinguishing them, only to realize that the cries came from the coffin placed in the yard.

in bursts.

The remnant souls of ordinary mortals are relatively weak, difficult to condense into shape, and even monks can't find it, but Yun Ranran has A Ding and Xiaojing by her side, and has received the remnant soul fragments of innocence and innocence, and there is another one beside her that she doesn't know His soul and body are harmonious, so he becomes sensitive to these.

She slowly gathered her spiritual power into her eyes, and looked intently at that place again, and she actually saw a faint white shadow.

As she continued to gather spiritual power, the white shadow became more and more clear, and with her continuous efforts, she finally saw that thing clearly.

It was the spirit of a young woman.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was haggard, she was wearing a white dress, and a shocking blood hole was opened in her chest, and blood was continuously dripping out.

She sat on the coffin and cried very sadly.

Because it is too weak, the figure is fragmented.

It should be Cuizhi.

Yun Ranran frowned, this scene seemed to be different from what the common people told her just now.

She thought for a while, concentrated her spiritual power on the spirit vision again, stared carefully at Cui Zhi's soul body, and heard some intermittent conversations before her death, and the speaker should be Zhang Luan.

[Cuizhi, you actually have water roots in your body? The Xiaoyaozong people also invited you to enter the mountain for a test? You refused, you don't want to be separated from me? You are so kind, Cuizhi. 】

【Cui Zhi, I have been bedridden for three months, and the doctor said that I will not recover, unless...unless your water spirit root can be transferred to me...】

【What? Are you willing to give me the spiritual root? Cuizhi, I swear, I will treat you well for the rest of my life. 】

[Cuizhi, your spiritual root has entered my body, why doesn't it work? What? Will the transplanted spiritual roots be greatly reduced? Maybe even useless? 】

[Cui Zhi, please help me, I don't want to continue doing nothing like this, can you buy that magic pill for me? Really, Cui Zhi, you are so kind, I will love you very much. 】

[Cuizhi, you need to eat something. I locked you up to save you some energy. I still need your blood to strengthen my spiritual roots. If I find out that you don’t eat, I can only Hard poured. 】

[Who is that person here? That is the eldest lady of our sect, and it happens that my spiritual root is useful for her cultivation, so she fell in love with me, Cuizhi, are you happy for me? 】

[Cuizhi, your blood is almost drained, there is nothing you can do to help me, you are really useless. 】

【Cuizhi, I'm with her now, don't drag me down, just disappear. 】

【By the way, you are going to die. I am kind enough to tell you a secret. I was not sick back then. I just collude with the doctor to deceive you and just want your water spirit root. You are so stupid. 】

Yun Ranran didn't expect to hear such a terrible truth, and was furious for a while.

Cuizhi sat on the coffin, pale and fragile, with the blood dripping down her chest, she tried to escape from the coffin and go to Zhang Luan's place, but because she was too weak to do anything, she cried and went crazy Pulling his own soul body, there were a few cracks in the soul body, and the black resentment gradually climbed up.

Such a weak mortal soul can't become a ghost, she will only become a delirious will-o'-the-wisp, burned by Zhang Luan's amulet.

Everyone was praising Zhang Luan's affection, but she was struggling in **** in an ugly way with heart-piercing hatred.

No one knows her resentment and love, no one knows her pain and struggle.

Zhang Luan was still there to thank everyone who came, and shed tears once when he met everyone.

Because Cuizhi's family was rich, several monks came out, and they brought a lot of treasures and spirit stones, and Zhang Luan collected them one by one.

At this time, he was still making money with emerald branches.

Cuizhi's resentment could not be relieved, and it gradually overwhelmed her, and the edges of her soul body gradually blurred, covered by green will-o'-the-wisps.

Because the soul power burned in a short time, the onlookers finally saw a clue at this moment, and shouted: "What is that? There is a ghost."

Zhang Luan took a look, knew it well, took out a talisman casually, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, everyone, I won't let her disturb Cuizhi's peace, I just burn it."

The onlookers who had seen ghost hunting up close all cheered and jumped up at this moment, shouting, "Burn, burn, burn."

With a flick of Zhang Luan's fingertip, the talisman burned, and then the golden ashes suddenly floated towards the green branch. Once it enveloped it, the soul flew away.

At this moment, someone sighed and jumped down from the roof. With a flash of his figure, he picked up the ashes in his hand, then raised his hand, and scattered all the rune power.

Zhang Luan's face darkened, who would come here to make trouble, looked up, and saw that figure had come close, it was actually a beautiful girl, the originally annoyed expression weakened a lot.

It's impossible for this girl to know the truth about Cui Zhi's death, it was probably a misunderstanding when she made a move just now, so he thought of making love with her. There is no better way to win a girl's favor than a sad man who loves his dead wife deeply.

So he squeezed his eyes, squeezed out a few tears, and then said emotionally: "Young lady doesn't know something, my wife is about to die, and that ghost hovers over her. Naturally, I can't let that ghost disturb my wife's peace..."

"Pa" sounded abruptly in the courtyard.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that the delicate and frail little girl raised her hand and slapped Zhang Luan. She slapped Zhang Luan fast and hard, staggering him and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Luan looked at her in disbelief, and the greedy look finally dissipated, and he said with a ferocious face: "Who are you? How dare you hit me?"

Yun Ranran stood in front of him with a pretty face, but did not respond.

Zhang Luan said angrily, "Where did you come from, do you know who I am? How dare you treat me so presumptuously. I am a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect."

Yun Ranran said in a low voice: "I know, I also know that Shen Xi, the suzerain's daughter, has deep roots in love for you and wants to become a Taoist partner with you."

"I also know that you have a talisman from her, and she will come to rescue you before you are seriously injured."

Zhang Luan's face suddenly turned pale. The girl in front of him obviously had a quiet voice and a delicate figure, and her words didn't have any emotion, but it made him feel fear for no reason.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "If you know, don't you hurry up?"

The **** the opposite side stretched out her hand, grasped it weakly, and condensed out a icy spirit sword, and said softly: "A stick of incense is enough."

He took a step back in fear and asked, "What is enough?"

She smiled at him: "Probably ran away after killing someone."

Zhang Luan's pupils shrank, instinctively aware of the fear, and quickly backed away, but Yun Ranran held the long sword, rushed in front of him with a dodge, and stabbed him in the chest with the sword.

Zhang Luan's cultivation could not be compared with this girl at all, and he was trapped in place by the overwhelming spiritual pressure in an instant, and the sword pierced into his chest mercilessly.

The severe pain came in an instant, and Zhang Luan uncontrollably let out a heart-piercing scream.

The people who participated in the sacrifice and the people watching were all terrified, and they were thrown off their feet for a while.

The water root on Zhang Luan's body began to run wildly, and a large amount of healing power quickly repaired the wounds on his body, and the amulet he engraved in the blood contract also began to burn at this time.

Yun Ranran knew very well that within a stick of incense, Shen Xi would bring people from the Xiaoyao Sect to rescue him. At that time, the chances of killing him would be very slim.

Yun Ranran drew out the spirit sword without hesitation, and stabbed at him again.

While stabbing, he said loudly: "Everyone, the water spirit root on Zhang Luan's body is from Cuizhi. He pretended to be sick and colluded with the doctor to ask Cuizhi to save him with the water spirit root. Cuizhi cut open his heart and gave it to him. .”

"But he disliked that the water spirit root transferred to himself was of little use, and he asked Cuizhi to buy Qiling Pill for him, and he also bought Qiling Pill, but he was still not satisfied, and wanted to feed himself with Cuizhi's blood After the water spirit root on his body was finally fully activated, he killed the worthless Cuizhi."

"He's a total hypocrite."

The fleeing people heard her words, but they didn't take it seriously at all. Someone said: "Stop talking nonsense, do you have any evidence?"

Yun Ranran thought, of course there is no such thing, the colluding doctor was killed by Zhang Luan, Cuizhi was locked at home by Zhang Luan a year before his death, and Zhang Luan had already disposed of the corpse.

There is no evidence, nothing that can prove her affection and grievances. Her tragedies will not be known to outsiders in this life.

Only her eyes saw her hysterical cry for help.

She knew that no one would believe the truth, and even doubts would be suppressed by the Shen family.

The yard is covered with white cloth, and the ground is scattered with flowers that have fallen into the mud.

She said softly: "So I didn't tell you."

She looked up at the coffin.

"I'm telling you."

"I know your affection and regret besides yourself."

"I will avenge you, so don't go with resentment, okay?"

The white shadow that was gradually turning into a ghost suddenly paused.

At the moment when Cuizhi lost her mind, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.

She pulled herself back from the edge of anger, saw the little girl she didn't know, she looked at her, tears burst out at this moment, then nodded vigorously, and began to work hard to control her resentment, the cracks in her soul and body gradually It became shallower, and the will-o'-the-wisp no longer devoured her soul body, slowly pulling away from her body bit by bit.

Yun Ranran withdrew her gaze, the long sword had pierced Zhang Luan's body again, Zhang Luan screamed again, she quickly pulled out the long sword from his chest, blood splashed, staining Zhang Luan's clothes blood red, his eyes Li's spirit quickly disappeared.

Zhang Luan was about to die, but at this moment, a long sword pierced in with a rustling sound, and she had to retreat to avoid it.

Looking up, the one who stabbed her was a girl, dressed in Xiaoyaozong's uniform, this should be Shen Xi.

It's time for a stick of incense, and Zhang Luan's rescue has arrived.

After Shen Xi forced her back, he immediately helped Zhang Luan up and stuffed him with several pills. Zhang Luan's face turned rosy, and the wounds on his body began to slowly heal.

It's a pity that Yun Ranran's eyes were pressed and she was saved.

At this moment, a feeling of palpitations suddenly appeared in her heart, followed by a sudden and terrifying coercion, which made her unstable for a while, and even staggered a few steps.

Someone big is coming.

Looking up, several elders of the Xiaoyao Sect appeared together, Shen Xi hugged Zhang Luan, and cried, "Elder Qi, kill this crazy woman quickly, she did such a thing to me, Zhang Lang, and decided She cannot be sent out alive."

Elder Qi glanced at Yun Ranran disdainfully, raised his hand and punched Zhang Luan's spiritual power into Zhang Luan's body to protect his heart, and said, "Don't worry, Xi'er, with us here, we will never let such a small trash Zhang Luan was hurt."

Yun Ranran was a little uncomfortable being suppressed by the spiritual pressure. The cultivation base of these elders was not lower than Qingyun, which made her a little painful, but since she accepted Wuwei's Buddha bone, her cultivation base was much stronger than before. , is not a problem.

She stood where she was, without moving.

He looked up at the coffin.

Cui Zhi regained her subtle sense, and was looking at her crying. She was struggling between resentment and redemption, her mind and soul were torn apart in pain, but she was fixedly looking at her, with pleading eyes, as if saying, let’s go , Leave me alone.

Fate is such a terrible thing.

Giving everything, sacrificing everything but getting nothing in return, and eventually turning into a mindless ghost.

Even God is hard to save.

She clenched the sword in her hand.

It's not impossible to kill if you suffer a little bit.

Zhang Luan is now hanging by the pill, as long as she can break through the defense line of these elders and stab him again, he will definitely die.

But these cultivation bases are all very high.

She thought desperately, remembering the bloodthirsty technique she had seen before, burning blood essence to temporarily increase spiritual power, it was indeed a bit dangerous, and her cultivation base would be damaged afterwards, and she would have to suffer a lot to recover.

But it can solve the current situation.

It is feasible to use the bloodthirsty technique while they underestimate her, kill Zhang Luan and escape.

You have to show weakness first.

Cui Zhi was about to be unable to hold on anymore, she bent her heart, bit the tip of her tongue hard, and sprayed blood on the spirit sword, the spirit sword suddenly glowed, and she rushed towards Zhang Luan without saying a word.

Several elders reacted, and immediately raised their hands to form a barrier to protect Zhang Luan, but Yun Ranran broke through several barriers in a row, but when the last barrier was broken, the spirit sword was still exhausted after all. After exhausting all the power and being blocked by the barrier, the spirit sword almost stopped at the center of Zhang Luan's eyebrows, but it was difficult to penetrate any place.

A gust of strong wind blew past, and Yun Ranran was blown away. She thrust the spirit sword into the ground with all her strength, piercing through layers of floor tiles, and barely stabilized her figure.

Naturally, there were small wounds on the cheeks and neck due to the wind knife, and blood beads gushed out in an instant.

Yun Ranran wiped his face, saw the expressions of disdain on the faces of the elders, guessed it was almost the same, and rushed towards Zhang Luan again with his sword in hand.

The elders reacted quickly, and they didn't talk about martial ethics, and immediately attacked Yun Ranran, and several palms surrounded her like a net.

She searched for a gap, found the weakest palm style, and planned to force a palm to directly activate the bloodthirsty technique, which would definitely kill Zhang Luan.

Just as she was rushing in to meet that palm, someone grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back, pulling her behind.

She froze for a moment, a sky-shattering sword light suddenly lit up, and the shadow of the palm that swung over was easily shredded like thin paper.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the boy who rushed out suddenly.

Yun Ranran also raised her head, and looked at the young man who had protected her behind her just now. She looked over his shoulder and saw his flying black hair and the cloud-white headband tied on it.

The boy raised his hand and tapped her on the head, his eyes glowed fiercely: "What do you want to do?"

Yun Ranran was so fierce by him that he couldn't speak the words that were originally justified.

The young man squeezed her face angrily: "Who will allow you to forcefully take that slap?"

Yun Ranran whispered: "I've seen it, and that palm is the weakest, with the most injuries, the problem is not..."

With a sound of "bang", the head was knocked again.

This time the intensity was much stronger than last time, obviously more angry.

Yun Ranran frowned in pain.

The boy asked again: "And then? What are you going to do?"

Yun Ranran looked at him, but dared not say the words "blood addicted to Dafa".

Still thinking about how to answer, he was pulled into his arms by the boy, rubbed his head rudely, and said softly: "That is, I was the first to rush over, try which two come first, seeing you working so hard , get annoyed, how much pain you have to suffer."

those two? Before Yun Ranran could figure it out, she saw the two of them walking slowly into the courtyard.

One is a Buddha who does not eat fireworks in the world, and the other is a beauty who is as handsome as a fallen fairy.

Those elders looked serious, and they all showed the look of facing a big enemy.

The beauty smiled lazily and asked: "Who is here, bullying our children?"

Elder Qi happened to look over and met his eyes, obviously he had never seen him before, but at that moment, he was almost unable to stand in fear.

Yun Ranran was stunned, it was Wuxuan and Qinghe.

But how could it be... Aren't they mad at her?

She looked up at Xiao Qi, very puzzled.

She silently tugged at the sleeves of the young man in front of her, and asked in a muffled voice, "Aren't you angry with me? Why are you here?"

The boy turned around, his black eyes looked over through the early morning mist, and he said angrily, "Even if I'm mad at you, I will protect you first."

She was startled, protection?

The young man's arms were very warm, his mouth was fierce, but his fingers gently wiped off the blood on her cheeks, carefully.

Obviously a person is used to it and didn't suffer much injury, but at this moment, the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sore.

Seeing her sad, the boy softened his voice.

"Okay, aren't we here?"

She froze, her eyes turned red.

I was taken care of...

Condensed in the boy's arms, she wiped the tears gushing out of her touch on the hem of his shirt, then showed him the wound on his neck like a bullied child, and said aggrievedly: "Look, it's broken."

The boy laughed and rubbed her hair: "Okay, I will avenge you."