37: C37 Homecoming

C37 Homecoming

The assassins were stunned by Luo Jianjianru's move. This woman knew martial arts?

A good chance!

Luo Jianjian brandished her sword and stabbed one of the men in the stomach. Blood immediately spurted out and splattered on Luo Jianjian's face.

The bright red blood contrasted greatly with her small white face. She was like a demonic flower, beautiful yet also full of aggression.

"Ah!" That person was sent flying with a kick by Luo Jianjian!

His body crashed into the wall like a broken kite, but in a split-second, the man fainted from the pain.

"This is bad!" Kill her! " It was unknown who had recovered first, but the remaining nine people did not dare to be distracted. In an instant, blade light and sword shadows, Luo Jianjian had been forced by them to the point where she could not catch her breath, and no matter how fast she was, it was impossible for her to stop the flow of people.

One of the swords was only a millimeter away from her throat. If she was a little bit slower, she would have faced the fate of having her head separated from her family!

What a ruthless method!

Another wave of attacks caused Luo Jianjian to be unable to withstand them. She saw that the sword was about to pierce through her heart …

Could it be … Am I going to die?

With a jolt of her mind, the small white jade bottle fell into Luo Jianjian's hands. She gripped the bottle tightly and fought to the death! At most, they would just die together!

The time was too rushed, so she didn't have the time to take the antidote to defend herself. That was why she hadn't even mentioned using poison until now.

"Dang —!"

The moment the long sword touched Luo Jianjian, a white afterimage appeared. His fingers gently clamped onto the long sword, and when he slightly used his inner force, the sturdy long sword broke in half from the middle.

"Bam!" With a sound, that person was kicked far away before he could clearly see who it was!

"Pfft!" Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain. The man's head was tilted to the side, and he was dead in one blow.

What a fast and ruthless method!

To be able to destroy the sword with just his fingers, how deep was his internal force?

"Who is it!" The assassins were frightened. This man had such a terrifying aura!

A familiar medicinal fragrance filled her entire body as the sky and earth spun. Luo Jianjian's crisis was resolved. She was gently hugged by the person who arrived. Soon after, a warm wave of inner force spread throughout her body.

"Murong Yun?" Luo Jianjian shouted. Was he treating her internal energy?

I heard that's the way to consume your internal energy the most.

He suddenly appeared and protected her like a god?

"Yes." Murong Yun's gaze was deep. His eyes were as calm as before the storm. It was deep and unfathomable, filled with rage and coldness.

Feng Qing had easily taken care of that group of people. Of course, he didn't forget to leave one alive.

"Does it still hurt?" Murong Yun's breath quickened as he felt the wounds on Luo Jianjian's body.

He could even feel the pain of his illness being worse than death, and his expression was the same as if nothing had happened.

However, the wound on Luo Jianjian's body was like a fatal blow, striking heavily on his chest.

Princess Murong Yun held Luo Jianjian in her arms and tried to stretch her arms and legs. It was no longer painful and she no longer felt the burning sensation.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It feels good!" Jianjian smiled.

"Mistress, all of you, clean up properly. One of you is still alive." At this moment, Feng Qing came over to report.

Luo Jianjian struggled to get down, but Murong Yun's hands were as firm as a rock, "Don't move, you're injured."

Hearing that, Luo Jianjian obediently stopped moving.

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

Perhaps it was due to Murong Yun's actions towards her that he treated her at the first possible moment, fearing that she would feel pain.

In the 21st century, she had no parents and no parents. She was just an orphan who no one cared about. She had nothing but her best friend.

She had never tried, nor felt the care and concern of her family's lover. She could see the kindness Murong Yun had shown her.

"Follow me back to the manor. Treat your injuries, huh?" Murong Yun's voice sounded magical, making it impossible for people to refuse him.

Luo Jianjian didn't even blink as she stared at his face and nodded, "Yes."

"Miss … Miss, you … Are you hurt? " Xiao Yue did not leave earlier, but she could not help.

Now that she saw her young mistress being rescued by Eighth Prince, she couldn't help but run over. When she was about three steps away from Eighth Prince, Xiao Yue stopped.

She rubbed her eyes. Even she hated herself, so she could only cry when things went wrong, "Miss …" "It's all because of Xiao Yue, she's too dumb, she can't help you with anything at all..."

"Thank you, Eighth Prince!" If not for Eighth Prince, Miss would definitely be in trouble today.

"Woof woof!" In the chaos just now, all of the pets in the cage had ran out. Only the black dog hadn't left.

It bit onto the corner of Murong Yun's robe fearlessly. Murong Yun frowned as an oppressive aura burst out from his body. This oppressive aura was enough to kill Gouzi.

Luo Jianjian immediately patted the back of Murong Yun's hand: "Murong Yun, no!"

The moment she finished speaking, the terrifying aura she was exuding was immediately retracted. Since this Gou Zi was fated to meet her, why not stay behind?

That peddler was also a fake, it was better to raise him than to wander around, right? At most, he would just let Xiao Yue raise him! She can't not interfere?

"Xiao Yue, don't cry, take Gou Zi back first." Her injuries really needed treatment. Without Murong Yun's inner force, the wound was starting to hurt again.

Xiao Yue hugged the dog and asked puzzledly, "What about you, young lady?"

"With Master here, you don't have to worry." Feng Qing said on the side.

Xiao Yue thought about it, Eighth Prince is really good to xiaojie, he saved xiaojie a few times, he definitely won't hurt xiaojie.

"Miss, please be careful." She could only hug the dog and remind her young miss to be careful in every matter. Only after that did she reluctantly leave.

This was the first time Luo Jianjian stepped into the Prince's Mansion, and looking at the scene inside the Prince's Mansion, she gained a new understanding of Murong Yun's family background.

She even felt that Murong Yun's family was even more powerful than the Imperial Palace.

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

It was a pity that she was still too weak now. Once she was able to learn something, she would definitely have all the people in the mansion wash their necks and wait for her!

There were many servants in the manor. They saw that their noble prince was carrying a woman in his arms. Her body was still injured, and they couldn't help but peek over in confusion.

Since when was there a woman who could get close to the prince?

Furthermore … Or the prince holding her?!1

Su Liancheng had been staying at the Wu Steel Manor the entire time. As the only son of the wealthiest man in the Su Family, his mission was very important. In order to avoid marriage and give birth, he had a family that he could not return to.

"Your Highness." The servants bowed methodically. Although they were puzzled, they knew that they should not ask about matters that they should not.

"Eighth brother!" From far away, a scantily dressed figure dashed over.

His clothes made him look like a woman, but he was actually a man!

When the person saw Murong Yun carrying another woman, he stopped in his tracks.

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