The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Shen Qinglan looked at the person approaching, not panicking, but squinting slightly.

"I heard that I had suffered some kind of humiliation before I thought of using the same method to torture others. It seems that you didn't live a good life after you escaped..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Shuang pushed aside the crowd and slapped him away.

Shen Qinglan had never been slapped before, so the blood from the corner of her mouth immediately flowed out.

She licked the blood from the corner of her lips and snorted, "Did I poke you where it hurts?"

"It shouldn't be. Isn't it that your Wuer Gang uses this as a dual cultivation method to make up for your skills? Shouldn't you think it's normal?"

Yes, their family uses this dual cultivation method as a practice.

But that doesn't mean that anyone can do anything to her when she's down and out!

She is the eldest lady, she is the only one who can choose people, but no one can choose her.

When she was down and out, she was humiliated after all, so she had to give Shen Qinglan a try too.

Because the third prince's most beloved sister is Shen Qinglan.

Wushuang thought of the past, and his eyes became poisonous again, "Serve me well, little princess, and just take a breath."

Shen Qinglan clenched her palms tightly and was about to break the rope when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a purple butterfly from the corner of her eye, slowly passing by the dilapidated window.

He relaxed again and smiled lightly, "You're right, just keep your breath."

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five big men stepped forward rubbing their hands.

But before he got close to Shen Qinglan, a cold sword energy suddenly struck him.

The moonlight fell on the blade of the sword, and a cold light flashed across it as fast as lightning.

Then those people fell down neatly.

There was a pop, the dust on the ground was splashed, and blood rushed to the hem of Wushuang's black skirt, which made her eyes widen in fear.

All he could see was a figure standing firm, like a towering tree at night, covering all the places with light, and blocking all the filth and darkness in front of Shen Qinglan's eyes.

Shen Qinglan felt that the first one to arrive would be Shuangman or Jiang Mian, and she also had some hope that maybe it would be him.

After all, even if he hates himself, he is still doing his duty.

But when he really stood in front of her, Shen Qinglan's eyes became sore for no reason.

I feel so sore that I want to cry, but I can't explain why.

Duan Ren didn't look at the corpses, nor did he care about Wu Shuang. Instead, he bent down, gently lifted Shen Qinglan up, and opened the rope behind her hand with a sword.

Because the effects of the drug were still there, Shen Qinglan's legs were a little weak, and she fell into Duan Ren's arms after standing up.

When he stretched out his hand to hold her waist, the strength was a bit tight, so tight that it gave the illusion of a hug.

But Shen Qinglan didn't want to have any misunderstandings, so she pretended to be cold and said, "Sorry, my legs are weak. I want to lend you some support."

Duan Ren didn't respond and just asked, "Where did she hurt you?"

His tone was very light, not like he was angry, nor like he was happy to find her, which made people unable to understand.

Shen Qinglan licked the blood on the corner of her lips and said, "Just slap me."

Duan Ren looked at the blood on the corner of her lips and glanced at Wushuang.

Wushuang felt an unreasonable chill rise from the bottom of his heart, spreading throughout his body, and even dared not move his feet.

"Come on, come on, come on."

She left someone to guard her outside, and she also brought at least a dozen people with her.

But now, no one is coming.

I could only hear the sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh and blood from outside, and even the screams were cut off in the throat.

Then one after another, black shadows quietly fell outside. They knelt down in a row and said, "This subordinate has neglected his duty and caused the princess to suffer such humiliation. Please punish me."

Shuangman also rushed through the crowd with a big knife. When he saw the princess in a state of embarrassment, he immediately came to check whether the princess was injured or anything.

Shen Qinglan pushed Duan Ren away, leaned into Shuangman's arms, and said it was okay.

Duan Ren let go of his hand and said: "Take the princess out, I will handle it here."

Shuangman said angrily: "Don't be soft-hearted."

How many of the secret guards are soft-hearted?

If he had been soft-hearted, he would not have survived long ago.

Duan Ren didn't reply, he just walked towards Wushuang with his sword in hand.

The blood on the tip of the sword was dripping and winding all the way, like a life-seeking ghost from hell.

Shen Qinglan looked at Wu Shuang and said, "Give her a breath, I want to ask questions."

After all, Wushuang underestimated the strength of Shen Qinglan's guards. She didn't expect that they would be found so quickly because they went so far away.

Just as she was about to run away, her way back was blocked by Jiang Mian.

Wushuang immediately put his hand into his arms and wanted to sprinkle poison powder, but as soon as he moved his hand, there was a sharp pain.

The shrill cry rang out in the night, causing the crows roosting in the valley to fly.

This was the first time for Duan Ren that instead of killing him with a single blow like he was on a mission, he first cut off the opponent's hand tendons and hamstrings and tortured him.

When he came out, the train of his robe was splattered with blood, and he was filled with evil aura that made people afraid to approach him.

This made Wu Hao tremble a little. It had been a long time since he had seen the leader look like this.

The last time, he had this look on his face when he was betrayed, almost killed, and fought his way back.

At this time, Shen Qinglan smelled the refreshing medicine and regained a lot of strength. She was standing in front of the horse, comforting the crying Shuangman.

"Okay, don't cry. Didn't I sprinkle purple light powder and tell you to chase it with purple light?"

Zibanlan was used by Sun Yi to track people or send signals. As long as he brought Luruiwu's sachet, Zibanlan would come after him smelling the fragrance.

During her trip, Yun Wei stuffed her with a lot of things, including various detoxifying pills from Mr. Xu and various poisons from Su Mei. Although Ye Mengruo quarreled with her, he still gave her some self-defense Gu, and even Colorful purple.

When Shen Qinglan goes out, she is still cautious and always brings something for self-defense. Coincidentally, she brought Lu Ruiwu with her.

Shuangman still blamed herself, "Having said that, the purple ones Miss Ye gave me flew too slowly, otherwise I would have arrived earlier so that you wouldn't suffer."

Shen Qinglan smiled heartlessly and said: "I haven't suffered much. This is not a good way to delay time until you guys get there."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if you go a little slower. I still have a lot of hidden weapons on me that are useless. Don't worry, I won't put myself in danger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight in front of him was covered, and a strong smell of blood came.

Shen Qinglan turned around and saw Duan Ren walking over at some point. The cold moonlight fell on the top of his head, illuminating his expression with darkness.

In fact, Duan Ren doesn't have that cold look. On the contrary, his eyes are very gentle.

Shen Qinglan had seen him smile at the secret guard, like an elder, with kindness.

But at this moment, it was really cold, so cold that Shen Qinglan took a step back unconsciously and asked, "Is there something wrong with Team Leader Duan?"

"Why did you push me away then?"

The two people spoke at the same time, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.