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Chapter 1287

Shangguan Wan'er stopped and said seriously: "But I only belong to Your Majesty!"

Zhou Jian rubbed her cheeks, and it was pure and crystal clear: "I know."

"But...hehe."

Shangguan Wan'er was embarrassed and angry when she saw him laughing. She knew what he was thinking.

After hesitating for a moment, red lips opened lightly: "Actually, I haven't cared so much about my status in recent days. The most important thing is to be with Your Majesty."

"I also want to do more for His Majesty in the Pavilion of Qunxiong."

"As for other matters... Your Majesty, let's do it, Wan'er has already decided." As she said that, her cheeks were dripping with blood, she stepped on her lotus feet, turned around and ran away.

It seems so shameful.

Zhou Jian stood there.

What does it mean to be done?

After a while, he suddenly realized that Shangguan Wan'er had disappeared.

The talented woman agreed to get on the bus first and then get the tickets!!

"Hahaha!"

"Wan'er, don't run away, wait for me!"

He was overjoyed and chased after him.

Bypass the woods in the suburbs, all the way to the ravine and then to the pond.

He failed to catch up with Shangguan Wan'er.

"Wan'er, are you going to play hide-and-seek with me?" he shouted around.

"If I find it, I will hit your little butt!" He laughed terribly. Anyway, there were beauties around him and he spoke without any scruples.

The empty suburbs, without any response.

Zhou Jian had no choice but to start looking.

"Wan'er!"

"Come out quickly!"

“…”

But after searching for a while, there was still no one. He suddenly stopped and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Shangguan Wan'er's foot strength cannot run so far, and it cannot be possible that she will not be able to come out for so long.

In addition, after walking along the way, he had already walked far away. The Qingtianwei didn't know where he was thrown, and a strong sense of anxiety enveloped him.

In the woods, he kept spinning around, his expression like a blade.

His keen sense of smell made him feel that there were people around him!

"Get out!!"

He suddenly roared, and his black hair danced wildly, and a rage ignited.

The sound rumbled, sweeping the autumn leaves all over the sky.

No response.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds...

The atmosphere on the scene was extremely stagnant.

Sudden!

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and the branches on the ground were trampled.

Zhou Jian turned around suddenly, his reaction speed was terrifying.

The scene in front of him made him angry.

I saw a mysterious man wrapped in black clothes and only had his eyes exposed, holding Shangguan Wan'er hostage, and a cold dagger pressed against her fair neck, making her unable to move, her delicate body tight and her face pale.

All this came so suddenly that Zhou Jian was completely unprepared.

Why did an assassin suddenly appear? Could it be the remnant of the Aristocratic League?

"Who are you?" He clenched his fists and questioned, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and his pressure was terrifying.

"Haha..." The man in black sneered, and the voice should be a middle-aged man.

"Tsk tsk, Your Majesty is indeed worthy of being Your Majesty. Such a seamless plan has been noticed so quickly by you."

"What a pity, I still succeeded."

His voice was proud and even a little arrogant.

Zhou Jian was furious!

Looking at Shangguan Wan'er who was being held hostage, her delicate skin was about to be cut by a dagger, and she was anxious.
Chapter completed!
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