A silly girl is reborn, and a ruthless prince loves her

Mo An's mean voice suddenly sounded in the open space, interrupting Xuanyuan Qing's good deeds and making Lan Jinyan blush with embarrassment.

"Why are you down here?"

Xuanyuan Qing blocked Mo An's sight without leaving any trace, so that he could not see Lan Jinyan's shy look clearly.

He stared at the two guys stepping down the last step, his tone unkind.

"Master, after you fell, my subordinates and Xue Bing could only wait where they were. Strange to say, without knowing it, we were able to see the layout of this place clearly without being affected. We walked down the steps step by step and found I'll kill you." Mo An raised his eyebrows and watched his actions calmly.

I felt funny in my heart, when did the second prince of his family learn to be secretive?

He had already seen it on the steps.

If there wasn't Xue Bing next to him, he wouldn't be so ignorant and disturb the second prince's good deeds.

Mo An recalled what happened before, feeling frightened in his heart.

If he hadn't known that the second prince had a secret skill, how could he have waited calmly.

Thinking of this, Mo An nervously asked in a low voice: "Second Prince, was that roar just now you?"

He didn't make it completely clear, but Xuanyuan Qing already understood what he meant.

"Well, maybe the power of the evil python suppressed the two-headed earthworm, so you can see things." Xuanyuan Qing analyzed calmly.

The tourmaline python is the spirit of all things, and the evil python is the head of the evil gods.

Now, he is considered half the owner of the Tourmaline Python. He is looking forward to whether he can defeat the evil python and make the evil god surrender to him.

The original choice of the evil python as the sacrifice object was not just to obtain the power of the evil python and enhance his own strength.

Conquering the evil python and becoming its master is his ultimate goal.

After confirming that Xuanyuan Qing had activated the secret technique again, Mo An looked him carefully up and down, left and right, and exclaimed: "It's strange, your mental state looks good this time, it's really strange."

It stands to reason that as the number of times the secret technique is used increases, the body should become weaker each time.

Xuanyuan Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and realized this problem. He turned his head and looked at Lan Jinyan behind him.

Could it be her reason?

"Mr. Yan, it's great that you are all right. I was really worried about you just now."

Xue Bing's mentality is not as good as Mo An's. Until now, he has not been able to recover from the panic. His ability to persist is already the limit.

"Did you hear the roar of wild beasts just now? Could it be that our intrusion angered the evil spirits?" Listen, but the sound is so real, it really doesn’t seem like an illusion.”

He walked a few steps in front of Xuanyuan Qing and stopped. He only dared to glance at his face secretly with his peripheral vision. Seeing that his expression was as usual, he could finally let go.

Suddenly, his eyes unconsciously stopped at his chest, where there was some blood.

"Mr. Yan, your clothes..." Xue Bing pointed at Xuanyuan Qing's clothes worriedly.

"Oh, I say you, instead of being suspicious here, you should find an exit quickly, lest the evil spirits suddenly come out and have nowhere to run."

Mo An didn't wait for him to finish speaking, put his arm around his shoulders and dragged him away.

First, he wanted to cover up the second prince's use of secret techniques.

Secondly, the blood stains on the second prince's clothes obviously came from Miss Yan's fingertips. What did they do?

Hehe, Mo An automatically made up some unhealthy pictures in his mind.

"Well, um, little brother Mo An, can you please stop smiling so charmingly?"

Xue Bing broke away from his hand and tightened his collar vigilantly.

He always smiles at himself like this. Could it be that he has something else on his mind?

Thinking of this, Xue Bing became less and less calm and ran away in panic like the god of plague.

"What's wrong with my smile? It doesn't look good?"

Mo An spat, thinking that he was just looking for trouble.

But when he turned around, he was frightened by a pair of bright yellow eyes. His muscles tensed up and his heart beat like thunder.

"Damn, it turns out to be a big rat." After seeing clearly what was in front of him, Mo An patted his frightened little heart and let out a heavy breath.

"Master, there is a big mouse here, as big as a cat. Do you want to catch it and roast it to eat?"

Strange, how come there are living things in this place?

The two-headed earthworm will never allow other species to invade its territory.

Mo An couldn't figure it out. Seeing that the big rat had no intention of attacking him, he suddenly felt bored and thought of eating it.

As if he knew what Mo An was thinking, the big mouse burrowed into the cracks in the stone and disappeared.

Xuanyuan Qing looked thoughtfully at the place where the big mouse left and fell into deep thought. He inadvertently lowered his head and saw the scarlet dots on his chest. He suddenly grabbed Lan Jinyan's hand and gently brushed it over the scabbed area, frowning. Very wrinkled.

"Why don't you tell me?" he asked softly.

It looked like he was injured when he fell down the stone steps.

The same thing happened when I cut my palm before, without saying anything.

Lan Jinyan was slightly startled, looking at the man in front of her intently, her voice was very serious, "Do you have to say it when you are hurt? Fu Rui has never taught Yan Yan."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qing had the urge to pull her into his arms, but in the end he just clenched his fists and was unable to relax.

He didn't dare to think about how she survived after losing all her martial arts skills.

When he first learned that her meridians were all severed and her martial arts skills were disabled, he didn't feel anything.

Now he was thinking that if there was a chance for him to know who that person was, he would help the little girl vent her anger.

"My brother taught me. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

He helped her gently tuck the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears. After thinking about it, he held a piece of his wide sleeve and gently wiped the blood and dirt from her hands.

"Does it hurt?" Xuanyuan Qing didn't look away, focusing on helping her clean the stains near the wound.

How can it not hurt when the fingers are connected to the heart?

Lan Jinyan glanced at him, gritted her teeth secretly, and shook her head stubbornly, "It doesn't hurt."

Xuanyuan Qing's hands stopped for a moment, but he did not reveal her lies, and continued to clean her wounds gently.

"Okay, let's go."

After a while, he naturally took her wrist and led her to find a way out.

Due to years of practicing martial arts, his palms and fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, and when he rubbed the skin of her wrists, there was a tingling sensation.

Her little face didn't feel any redder, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes moved, and she smiled slightly.

Turning her head to look at his delicate profile, she felt a little less afraid of him.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death!"

Xue Bing just ran forward without paying attention to the road under his feet. He tripped over a thick tree root and lay sprawled on the ground, wailing in pain.

Mo An thought he was in danger, so he rushed over and saw his miserable appearance, and couldn't help but joke.

"Haha, you think my smile is ugly, how can you be so good?"