The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Standing on the tree crown, Tang Jiao used her good eyesight to see a group of people fighting in the deep forest in the distance.

"Zixiang, there's someone fighting in front."

Tang Jiao rose and fell among the trees and quickly approached the front. When she saw clearly the people being surrounded, her eyes narrowed slightly.

It's Lu Changze, it's Lu Changze.

Also, something was wrong with him.

Lu Changze was like a violent and ferocious beast. He raised his knife and cut off the thief with his sword. The baptism of blood made his whole body tremble with excitement. His blood-red eyes were full of desire for blood.

Tang Jiao hid among the leaves, staring at Lu Changze like a crazed demon, harvesting fresh life wantonly.

No matter how far away she was, she knew that he was very excited.

Clutching her chest, Tang Jiao felt inexplicably distressed, her mind filled with his tender love for her.

He shouldn't be like this.

Raising her hand, Tang Jiao controlled three red swords to fly forward at lightning speed.

The red sword kept waving at the man in black, regardless of whether it would kill someone, he just wanted to help Lu Changze break out of the encirclement as soon as possible.

With her secret help, Heizhu and the others defeated the enemy faster.

Tang Jiao took back Chiliu and floated lightly to the ground.

"Master, I will carry you on my back."

Zixiang didn't wait for her to respond, and bent down to carry her on her back, using Qinggong to move forward quickly.

Tang Jiao could definitely use her spiritual power, but she was afraid of being exposed in front of Lu Changze.

Zixiang's speed was not slow either, and she quickly arrived at where Lu Changze and the others were.

There were corpses everywhere, the strong smell of blood made people sick, and all the men in black were wiped out.

Heizhu and the others stared at Lu Changze, who was leaning against the tree with his head covered. Even if they closed their eyes tightly, they could not hide the murderous aura emanating from them.

No one of them dares to get close, and the master at this time may not recognize them.

"Lu Changze!"

Tang Jiao ignored the corpse on the ground, crossed the stream, and strode towards Lu Changze.

There was a force in Lu Changze's heart that kept shouting to vent and kill. Only blood could calm him down. .

His head throbbed violently, as if he was instantly transported back to that terrible night. He lay helpless under the dark ground, and his despair made him roar and scream, as if there was a demon in the darkness eating away at his soul.

"Lu Changze, Lu Changze."

In the cold abyss, the sweet voice of orioles came suddenly like the breeze and the bright moon, like a ray of sunlight shining into the deep corner of ten thousand years of darkness, giving his manic heart a sense of security.

Heizhu and others looked at Tang Jiaoyi rushing over without hesitation, and said in unison: "Miss Tang, don't get close to the master, it's dangerous."

"Lu Changze."

Tang Jiao threw herself into his arms, holding her slender arms tightly around his waist, her breath mingling with his.

The person in his arms was incredibly soft, like a fragrant cloud filling his arms, soft and sweet.

Lu Changze panted heavily and instinctively hugged the person in his arms tightly, burying his lips into her smooth neck.

The familiar scent made him feel at ease, and the domineering feeling in his bones arose spontaneously. He instinctively felt that the person in his arms should be unique to him.

"Lu Changze, don't scare me, don't scare me."

Tang Jiao patted his shoulder lightly and coquettishly whispered to him, her tone full of concern for him.

Lu Changze's frantic heart gradually calmed down, his eyes regained clarity, but his arms tightened.

"Jiao'er."

"Well, I'm here."

Lu Changze lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently held the back of her head with his hands, and sucked gently with his lips, plundering her unique deliciousness.

His lips were overbearing and paranoid, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Everyone was stunned and didn't know where to look.

Tang Jiao remembered that there was someone next to her, and pushed Lu Changze away with all her strength, her face flushed with embarrassment: "Lu Changze, please wake up."

Lu Changze held her face in his hands, his eyes deep and lingering: "Why are you here?"

"You come here to play with Zixiang and don't talk about me. What's going on with these people?"

Lu Changze looked around with a serious look on his face: "People sent to kill me are simply seeking death."

Heizhu and others were still immersed in the shock that Miss Tang could calm down their master. After they recovered, they immediately asked people to clean up the scene.

When Lu Changze saw the blood on Tang Jiao's clothes, he picked her up with one hand and strode towards the stream next to her.

The blush on Tang Jiao's face never faded, and she said softly, "I can leave by myself."

"Don't make trouble, it's dirty here."

Putting her on a stone by the stream, Lu Changze squatted down to clean the stains on the table for her.

Tang Jiao didn't care about the shoes on her feet. She stepped on the rocks in the water and felt the cold stream kissing her feet through the leather.

Lu Changze held her hand and said softly: "Were you scared just now?"

"Well, something's wrong with you."

Lu Changze made a move, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "When I was in trouble when I was young, I became violent and became very excited when I saw blood."

"So a lot of prisoners were killed."

"They are all death row criminals who kill many people. Are you afraid of me?"

Looking up at her beautiful face, he gently scratched the tip of her nose with his fingers dipped in the cool stream water, and his heart was filled with warmth.

Tang Jiao shook his head, pinched his ears and said, "If you hold me, you don't want to kill someone so much."

"Well, holding you always makes me calm down, and my murderous intention disappears inexplicably."

"Then let me hug you more and don't kill people randomly. I don't like it."

"it is good."

As long as she is willing to stay by his side, he is willing to do anything.

She was like his antidote, always making him feel better.

The weather was hot and she was sweating from running just now. Tang Jiao simply wiped her face and hands with a silk handkerchief dipped in water.

The sun shines through the leaves and casts shadows on her body, making her face look like jade, as delicate as a peach, like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world, and she is as beautiful as a picture.

A drop of water fell down her lips, adding to her charm. Lu Changze couldn't move his eyes away, and his Adam's apple slid unconsciously.

Tang Jiao turned around and saw him staring at her with burning eyes, his face slightly red: "Let them hunt pheasants. There is a wooden house in front of us. Let's eat there before leaving."

"Yes." Lu Ze sat next to her and held her hand in his palm domineeringly.

Tang Jiao struggled to let go: "Don't be rude."

"We are an unmarried couple."

"Not married yet."

If her father saw it, he might break off the engagement on the spot.

Heizhu and the others were very good at handling corpses. They carried them into the deep forest and threw them into the weeds. There must be wolves to deal with them at night.

Tang Jiao's shoes were wet, but luckily she had them when she came. Zi Xiang took them out and put them on for her, and the group walked back.

Heitang and the others caught two pheasants and four wild rabbits, enough to feed them.

Outside the wooden house, Lu Changze saw the big tree that had been cut bare at a glance. He stepped on the blanket of thick leaves and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Who else is here?"

Zixiang hurriedly said: "This is a new sword technique that my subordinate is practicing."

"A knife technique that can shave off the entire tree? Can you fly?"

Lu Changze didn't believe a word of what she said, and glanced at her with cold and cold eyes.

Zixiang shivered in fright, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Tang Jiao tugged on Lu Changze's sleeves and her voice softened unconsciously: "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."

Her soft and sweet voice immediately diverted Lu Changze's attention and asked Heitang and the others to quickly deal with the pheasants and rabbits.