Empress difficult

"'Princess' is unconscious over there now. Don't make a sound for a while, don't worry about anything, I'll carry you out."

Wan Yan opened her eyes a little, and immediately understood what Meng Yan meant.Immediately after the epiphany, he showed some panic and disapproval, but under the torture of blood loss and pain, all expressions appeared not so clear.

There is no time.

The veil is flammable and only needs a spark to burn it.Chuyun also threw a lot of bottles and cans of powder into it, and the flames quickly jumped up when they met the grease.But the fire was still not big enough, Chu Yun tore the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and burned them together, and threw a pile of clothes into the fire.Choking black smoke was emitted from the cloth, and finally there was a scene of chaos in the room.

Now that the fire has started, Meng Yan can feel the air burning his skin from a short distance.The gate of the temple finally shattered into pieces with an exciting impact.A large piece of solid wood collapsed towards the inside, Meng Yan took a step away with Wan Yan in his arms, tried to protect her as much as possible, and fell down.

You can only gamble on luck.

As Meng Yan thought about it, she saw tears in Wan Yan's eyes, shaking her head slightly, as if... reluctant?

Is there something wrong?

Didn't those guards put in so much effort just to catch the princess?Now that the gate of the palace has been breached, those guards rushed in all at once, they must be looking for the princess first.Burning this fire is also to distract them, so that they can do things according to their "first reaction".

When all their attention is on Xiao Lian inside, they can get out by the door.

Although it is not a good strategy, but in a desperate situation, it is better to have hope than to be caught without a fight, right?

Meng Yan gritted her teeth, even though she was mentally prepared, when her right shoulder fell on the wooden bar, it still hurt so much that she wanted to gasp.Wan Yan was held tightly, lying on her side limply on her chest.

The next step is to play dead, as long as you can fool them.

With his eyes closed, he could already feel the tremors on the ground, and footsteps kicked chaotically not far away.But Wan Yan struggled suddenly, and Meng Yan broke out in a cold sweat instantly in shock.Meng Yan lightly moved her fingertips and squeezed Wan Yan's armpit as a reminder, but it did not stop her movement at all.

The moment the two of them landed on the ground, Wan Yan suddenly turned over and completely lay on Meng Yan's body.

When a person is in a desperate situation, he can stimulate some potential abilities or ways of thinking, but he will never consider all the details and be comprehensive.

It takes time to speculate, to consider.They just don't have time.

Meng Yan felt a heat on the neck, and the liquid falling from above was mixed into the fine cold sweat.Meng Yan's face was covered by Wan Yan's hand, and she didn't dare to open her eyes to look at it, so she could only guess based on a trace of feeling——Wan Yan was crying.

Silently, just like that shed a tear.

The tip of the nose smells like blood, mixed with the sweetness of Baihua Cake, and seems to have the unique smell of a girl.Wan Yan's lips rubbed against her skin between her neck, opening and closing.She was talking, but there was no sound.

Can't speak now.

Then there was... the unique tearing sound when the knife and gun pierced the flesh.Meng Yan was blocked under Wan Yan's body, they were tightly pressed together, trembling with those rough movements.

A man was shouting: "The princess will stay alive, and the rest will all be killed!"

Yes.

I have heard such a password before, but I thought I could escape by playing smart.After all, the surrounding environment is completely different from the past.I still think that I can get along well with this world, but I don't know that even the most basic thinking concepts are far behind.

Wan Yan is smart, or she understands the rules of survival in this world.

So she died twice for herself.

It was a fluke the first time, so what about this time?

The blood wet Mengyan's body.The sticky blood slid across the skin, like some strange snake and beast swimming, terrifying and disgusting.Meng Yan's face was firmly held down by that palm, the nails dug deep into the skin, and the tingling sensation reminded Meng Yan all the time.

At this moment, what was consumed by his struggle was Wan Yan's last life.

People always say "turning back to the light", Wan Yan, who is so weak, can still have this strength, Meng Yan understands everything.

The intensive assassination gradually became sparse, some people stepped over from above, and some directly stepped on Wan Yan's body without any mercy.There was another group of footsteps in the courtyard, and the other group still turned to the footsteps standing beside them, brandishing a sword, roaring, and fought past.

The interior is even more chaotic.Those people are fighting by their own hands.This little patch of world on the threshold was completely forgotten, but too late.

Wanyan's hand loosened more and more, and her strength became lighter and lighter, until she finally let Mengyan go free, only gently covering her princess.

Meng Yan raised his hand and pushed Wanyan's arm, but there was no response.After waiting for a while, the disgusting smell of blood covered the girl's body fragrance, raging in the nasal cavity.

She felt that she had never been so calm.

Evening smoke is dead.Her fingertips were just against her eyelids, which were still warm and soft.But it won't be long before she becomes cold and stiff.

The person then disappears from the world, never to be seen again.

She is dead.

He died to save himself.

Meng Yan couldn't help but start thinking, is his life so valuable, that he can make someone he has known for less than half a day do so.

Existence is reasonable.It is true that Wan Yan died because of herself, her blood was still on her body, it was wet now, and it would solidify in a short time.What about yourself?

Inexplicably, he was blasted to a different world by the explosion. When he opened his eyes, someone attacked him with an iron rod. He witnessed innocent people die in front of him. Now he is lying on the ground and pretending to be dead to seek a chance of survival.The happy and easy life of the previous 17 years suddenly disappeared, and survival suddenly became very difficult.

But anyway, he is still alive.

It was this woman I just met who sacrificed her life for it.

Meng Yan felt that her thinking was very clear and not lacking in logic.But the thoughts just kept expanding, like many tentacles spreading outward, and they couldn't be retracted at all.

There is no doubt about the stimulation of the blood, there is a muscle in Meng Yan's head jumping "chug", reminding himself not to be depressed here.

Well, to escape.Wan Yan is not dead in vain if he lives by himself.

Meng Yan raised his hand to hold Wan Yan in his arms, tightened his arms, and hugged Wan Yan for a moment.She took Wan Yan's hand off her face, held it in her palm and rubbed it twice, and finally let it go reluctantly.Meng Yan carefully pushed Wan Yan off her body, resisting the numbness of her shoulders, not daring to make unnecessary movements.

There are hacking and killing everywhere, and there is no way to wield a knife.No one noticed that the two corpses here were moving secretly.

This is the same as sneaking out of the house to fish. Meng Yan has always controlled his aura and made himself a transparent person.She went out smoothly, just squatting outside the threshold to observe the terrain, suddenly a guard flew over and hit the wall next to it.

The man sat next to Meng Yan's hand, the distance between his clothes and his clothes.

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, then got up immediately, fled with her head in her arms, blended into the crowd and uttered the same screams and calls for help as those surviving maidservants.From the corner of the eye, he had to stare at his side, beware of someone rushing up to chop him.

Those guards were probably red-eyed, their eyes froze and they searched around, but they could only see tall men who were also in armor.After Meng Yan avoided a few guards, he found that they had already left the order "Kill all the servants" in a pool of blood and trampled it to pieces.

That's good, it's good to be able to get out alive.

Meng Yan calmed down and focused all his attention on the sense organs, trying to find a correct direction among the fleeing maidservants and eunuchs, but he couldn't figure out any rules.

The gate of the palace was broken, and more and more people rushed in.Meng Yan saw the way they came from, turned a corner, and entered from a small alley on the side.

South, they come from the south, just go south.

Meng Yan took two steps, and suddenly heard a familiar cry from behind: "Ah! Help! Princess save me!"

Meng Yan turned around and saw Chu Yun kneeling on the bluestone ground, the blue and white patterned outer shirt was torn, hanging down from his shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​emerald green shoulders inside.

And in front of her stood a guard holding a long knife high.