After teasing the magician, I ran away with my cub

who are you

So cold.

It hurts so much.

Eyelids were too heavy to open, Yan Muning shivered in a daze.

A little dizzy, why dangling?

The physical consciousness slowly began to return, and Yan Muning realized that he was lying on a broad back.

Realizing this, he held his breath for an instant.

After finally gathering some strength, he forcibly opened a gap in his heavy eyelids.

Surrounded by thick black.

It was so dark that you couldn't even see a ray of moonlight, you could only hear the surrounding leaves being blown by the wind, rustling with echoes.

The silence in the woods magnified his fear.

Yan Muning bit the tip of his tongue and tried hard to keep himself from trembling, he wanted to wake up.

It seemed that in addition to the smell of blood on his body, there was also a faint smell of medicinal herbs in the cold and damp air.

The person carrying him walked very steadily, and the sound of his footsteps sounded neither slow nor fast.

who is it?

The blood loss made Yan Muning unable to maintain the remaining clarity, and his mind was in chaos. He simply gave up thinking, and an extremely thin short blade slipped silently from his sleeve to his palm.

In an instant, the short blade was placed on the neck of the person in front of him, and Yan Muning said coldly, "Who are you?"

"The one who saves you."

——A colder voice sounded, as if carrying a biting cold air, without any temperature.

Yan Muning secretly exerted force on his hand, and the sharp point of the short blade had already touched the weakest skin on the side of the neck of the person in front of him.

But this man didn't make any movement to dodge at all, as if he didn't feel the killing intent of the short blade, he walked slowly with Yan Muning on his back without stopping.

Ordinary people, who would come to such a deep mountain and old forest in the middle of the night?

Even if Yan Muning was powerless to think, he wouldn't be unable to think clearly about this matter, not to mention that he clearly remembered that before he passed out, he vaguely saw someone approaching and chasing him.

He was a little restless, and there was a sharp pain in his temple.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the wound on his body seemed to involve his internal organs, and he began to ache. He squeezed his dry lips hard.

In Yan Muning's ears, this person's indifferent tone, cold voice, and such a calm attitude finally converged into four characters: "Have no good intentions."

No matter why this person didn't directly take his life, Yan Muning didn't want to sit still.

Thinking of this, Yan Muning exerted all his strength and fell to the ground after struggling.

"hiss--"

This movement affected the wound on Yan Muning's body, and the pain caused his eyes to turn black.

He was cursing softly in his heart, he was a majestic Prince An, who grew up pampered and held in the palm of his hand, when did he suffer such a serious injury.

These bastard assassins...

Pain returns to pain, but the instinctive desire to survive has reached its peak at this moment.

Yan Muning held his breath, stood up enduring the pain, his slender back was tense, he held the short blade in his hand, and stared fiercely at the person in front of him.

But the person in front of him still looked calm.

It seemed that no matter whether the tip of the knife touched his neck, or the sudden struggle, he couldn't be surprised at all.

Yan Muning frowned, this person is not simple.

After secretly accumulating some strength, Yan Muning suddenly charged up, his thin body pounced like a little leopard, and the short blade mercilessly approached the person in front of him.

This person didn't seem to have expected that Yan Muning, who had been seriously injured so far, would still have the strength to fight. When the short blade came with the wind of the knife, he turned sideways nimbly, and barely avoided the tip of the knife, but still His sleeve was torn.

After a few moves, Yan Muning's movements became slower and slower.

But at the same time, he seemed to have discovered a problem: This person...doesn't seem to have kung fu?

At least he shouldn't be able to beat himself, because he has been dodging his own short blade in embarrassment all the time.

Then this person shouldn't have come to kill himself?

No, since he has no kung fu, how did he save himself from the assassin?

Staggering to a stop, Yan Muning temporarily suppressed the movement of preparing to continue to pounce, but the short blade in his hand did not dare to relax at all.

This person is so strange.

Yan Muning narrowed his eyes, barely able to see the person in front of him clearly.

He was tall, and although his facial features could not be seen clearly, his outline seemed to be a beauty.

The beauty's black hair was not tied into a crown, but was tied halfway behind her head with a moon-white ribbon.

Black color, wide sleeves, long gown...

Yan Muning was taken aback, who came out to fight and dressed so sloppily?

Although she was also dressed in dark colors, this outfit...

Is it convenient to pull hair and clothes?

Those assassins were all in night suits with arrow sleeves and bunts, so I'm afraid they weren't in the same group.

However, no matter who the other party was, Yan Muning did not intend to go with him.

He can't believe anyone now, and only hopes that he can get out as soon as possible, so that he can survive until the guards find him.

"Thank you."

Yan Muning said softly, "I still have companions to look for, so I won't bother you."

Although the words were polite, there was full guard in his eyes.

Yun Jiangli looked at the man who couldn't even stand firmly in front of him, knowing that he was talking serious nonsense when he said that he was looking for someone, but he still nodded and turned around to prepare to leave.

People were saved anyway.

He himself was unwilling, and Yun Jiangli had no intention of forcing himself to be a good person.

What's more, he was a person who put a knife on his neck as soon as he opened his eyes.

It's fine after setting up the knife, and I still fight with myself.

Yun Jiangli glanced at him indifferently, the young man was so injured that he could barely stand still, his face was covered with dirty blood, and he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, but his eyes were bright and stubborn.

The red-rimmed eyes pretending to be ferocious looked like a dying little beast, and the fur all over its body exploded.

Full of defense and aggression.

Holding the short blade tightly in his hand all the time, with a trembling look, it is estimated that Yun Jiangli stretched out a finger and pushed lightly, and he would fall down.

Yun Jiangli didn't want to stay longer, so he nodded slightly and then walked away.

"Puff-"

Yun Jiangli had just walked a few steps when he heard a muffled sound behind him, like a heavy object falling to the ground.

He hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help turning his head to look.

Yun Jiangli: The little leopard who was still fighting fiercely with him just now was lying face down on the ground motionless.

Yun Jiangli stood where he was, with a rare expression of helplessness on his usually cold and expressionless face.

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In fact, saving this young man was also an accident.

When Yun Jiangli passed through the woods, he keenly heard the sound of fighting, so he looked for the sound and left.

At the end of the woods, I saw a few black-clothed assassins chasing a young man. Their moves were aimed at the vitals, obviously not intending to let people get out of the woods alive.

Originally, Yun Jiangli was still waiting and watching hesitantly, but he saw the boy stepping into the air and rolling off the cliff.

But the assassins still refused to let go, and followed closely behind.

Seeing this situation, Yun Jiangli knew that this group of people must be strictly trained soldiers, if it were ordinary assassins or robbers, it would be impossible for them to be so persistent.

He hesitated again and again, and finally jumped up, following his movements, a soft sword pierced forward with a shimmering chill.

The assassin obviously didn't expect to meet nosy people in this place, and was caught off guard by Yun Jiangli who directly injured the two from behind.

After Yun Jiangli dealt with a few assassins cleanly, he returned to his calm appearance again, as if the person who made the sharp and ruthless strike just now was not him.

He frowned slightly, and took out a handkerchief from his bosom.

While wiping the remaining blood on the sword with a disgusted expression, he thought about killing all the assassins, so...should he also take a look at the person he accidentally saved?

Yun Jiangli put away his soft sword and walked down the path by the cliff.

When they reached a cave halfway up the mountain, they saw the dying boy.

The boy's white clothes had been ruined badly by blood and mud.

Scarred but unable to block his delicate outline, his pale face was reflected in the moonlight and was extremely fragile.

Yun Jiangli stopped in his tracks, thinking about the thin young man he saw from afar just now, like a bow stretched to the limit, fighting with the assassins with all his strength, obviously losing every step, but still stubborn and stubborn refused to fall.

Yun Jiangli sighed softly.

Squatting down in front of the boy, he pinched his slender wrist to feel his pulse.

With this body injury, throwing him here, he would be dead. Wouldn't it be a waste of his fight just now.

Thinking of this, Yun Jiangli took out the medicine bottle he was carrying with him from his arms, poured out one and fed it into the young man's mouth.

Gently tore open the front of his chest to look at the injury, and planned to apply some hemostatic powder and bandage it up before taking him away.

Otherwise, the boy would die from blood loss before he got out of the woods.

I don't know if it's because my medicine is too effective. When bandaging, the boy woke up in a daze for a moment, raised his hand and gave himself a paw mutteringly.

That vicious and cursing look seemed to think that he was a brave little leopard, but in fact... in Yun Jiangli's eyes, he was just a kitten with bright paws.

Yun Jiangli swiftly treated some of the most serious wounds before lifting him up. After gesticulating for a long time, he finally chose "back" among the three options of hugging, carrying, and carrying.

The young man was thin and carried no weight on his back.

It took about a stick of incense for Yun Jiang to walk away with his back, and he woke up.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to put a knife on his neck.

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Yun Jiangli paced slowly, standing beside the young man, looking down at him lying face down on the ground, with the short blade still tightly grasped in his hand.

He thought he was never a nosy person, especially with such a little beast who scratched his paw and put a knife on his neck.

But he couldn't tell what happened to him tonight, he was actually a little concerned about the boy he accidentally saved.

After hesitating again and again, Yun Jiangli squatted next to the boy again with the attitude that he could not let his fight go to waste, and he couldn't waste the life-saving pill he was given.

It's just that this time he directly grabbed the man by the back of his neck, and unceremoniously carried him on his shoulders.

He also put away the short blade conveniently.

In case someone wakes up for a while, he will make blind gestures with a knife.

The author says:

Yun Jiangli: The first time I saw my wife, he beat me up.

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Hi!Cuties!Yes, you read that right, I, Kai, Wen, la!

Come and praise this hardworking author!

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Salted Egg Cookies are available in advance for the next book!Don't get lost in collection!

"Are you in love, here we come"

[Confused and introverted/beauty shou with a lot of face control and inner thieves] x [cool guy and handsome/not very tempered outside/attacking the young master who suffers from a large double standard]

Sheng Nianchu discovered a new coffee shop opened downstairs. The coffee is delicious and the decoration is beautiful.

It's just that the boss looks a little fierce.

The name of the coffee shop is also a bit random - "Come here"

Until one day Sheng Nianchu saw the always cold-faced boss, smoking a cigarette, squatting on the steps in front of the shop lazily feeding stray cats.

The sunshine is gentle, and the fingers that tease the cat are slender.

It seems that it is not so fierce?

The next second, the boss raised his head, narrowed his eyes and looked at Sheng Nianchu.

Sheng Nianchu shuddered, hey, it's still so fierce.

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Pei Zhuo recently met a little guest who was a bit confused.

Fixed time every day, fixed seats, fixed taste of coffee.

The little guest looks very good, but his face is full of strangers, like a good boy who deliberately pretends to be cool.

It's just that I'm not very courageous, and I seem to be a little afraid of myself.

Good boy is timid, but Pei Zhuo thinks it's cute.

The appearance of drinking coffee is cute, and looking out the window in a daze is also cute.

On this day, when Pei Zhuo couldn't help but look towards the door for the third time, he finally saw the figure that should have appeared earlier.

But that figure seemed to be in trouble.

Pei Zhuo, who has always had nothing to do with himself, couldn't hold back to solve the trouble.

I didn't hear the thank you, but I heard Sheng Nianchu muster up the courage to ask: Boss, can I bring my cat to the store with me in the future.

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Ever since Sheng Nianchu was scumbag, she never thought about falling in love again.

She never expected to be pursued by a young master like Pei Zhuo who is cool, fierce and rich.

Sheng Nianchu doesn't believe in the law of true fragrance, it's impossible to fall in love, not even in this life.

However, when Pei Zhuo squatted in front of him like a big dog and childishly pierced Sheng Nianchu's palm with a newly cut round inch, his heart skipped a beat.

When Pei Zhuo taught the kitten to "meow" with that stinky face expressionlessly, Sheng Nianchu missed another beat.

When Pei Zhuo spoke the most tender words of love to him with the coldest expression, Sheng Nianchu's heart was ruthlessly moved.

It seems that it is not impossible to fall in love?

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Next, let me push a wave of texts from my friends!

"I, Scumbag, Never Love Master" by Xu He (this book is already very fat!);

【Master Attack/Master and Apprentice Years/Healing and Redemption】

Under normal circumstances, this is a Jinjiang master literature.

If you control it well, if you work hard, you can develop to a certain point.

If it was based on the original book, the flower market wouldn't even be able to tolerate that kind of...

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Travel the night into this indescribable book.

Fortunately, he transmigrated as an apprentice, not a master!

Unfortunately, he turned into a scumbag, not only stuffed the master with sauce, closed the small black room, but also invited all the brothers to play together.

The ending is to be killed by the master...

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Looking at the beautiful master with the world in his heart and the beauty of the moon.

I swear at night:

I, Slag Gong, will never get my hands on Master!

Don't touch Master with a single finger!

I respect my teacher, I respect my teacher like my father!

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Feng Lan Yunjian has a wonderful apprentice who obeys his orders and serves him like a dog's leg, almost treating him like an ancestor.

But for other people, as long as they get close to him, the apprentice will kill them directly.

The apprentice put on a fierce face every day.

But he blushes whenever he sees Master.

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Until one day, Feng Lanyunjian was seriously injured and cut Ye's soul to save the teacher.

Since then, the master found that he could feel the thoughts of the disciple's soul.

"Master looks good, I like it so much!"

"No! You can't bully your master and destroy your ancestors, you must respect him and love him!"

"Already asleep? Just... just kiss?"

The master turned over and sat up, wrapped his arms around the apprentice's waist, and put his arms in his arms.

"Master, yes."

apprentice:"??"

#江夜: Thank you for the invitation, I think the title needs to be changed, slag Gong?Hehe, I don't deserve it! #

#Shizun is the attack! #

[Cultivation ceiling/but only the apprentice thinks that the beauty needs to be cared for by the teacher's attack]

[Self-righteous / full of energy / stubborn disciple who is full of "my master is weak and can't take care of himself"】

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Push another friend's "Main Attack on Xianxia", the pre-received article "After I crossed the catastrophe, the master has a big belly" by Seven Realms