There is a warm liquid dripping on his forehead, one drop, two drops ... more and more.

Feng Qin opened his eyes sharply and saw that Jiang Lan knelt in front of her, holding his hands and grabbing the dagger in the bodyguard's hand.

She gritted her teeth, frowned painful, the cold sweat on her forehead converged with the tears on her face, and gathered on her chin along her pale cheeks.

Jiang Lan continued to take a deep breath, suppressing the pain from the palm, and the blood flowed down the dagger.

Half of the ground fell on the ground, half fell on Feng Qin's forehead, and slipped from Feng Qin's forehead, and a long red mark was drawn on his face.

"Jiang Lan ..." Feng Qin murmured her name.

Jiang Lan stunned his lips and looked down at him with a difficult way, and immediately turned his head to look at Lu Qichi.

Lu Jingchi's face was gone at this moment, and he stared at Jiang Lan so straightforwardly. His dark eyes seemed to be darker than ever, and there was an unclear dark tide inside.

The bodyguard did not dare to work hard anymore, holding a dagger with helplessness, dare not move, fearing that it would cause secondary damage to Jiang Lan.

Isn't it all because of this today because Jiang Lan and Feng Qin ran?

So the bodyguard is not stupid, where dare to do it against Jiang Lan.

Seeing Lu Jingchi was still indifferent, Jiang Lan opened his mouth and tried to make a sound, but she failed.

At this moment, Lu Jingchi suddenly got up and walked towards Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan's sight moved with his footsteps, and his heart was extremely embarrassed.

Lu Jingchi came to her, stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed Jiang Lan's collar, and picked her up from the ground.

"Jiang Lan, how long did you and him know?"

His voice was very magnetic, mixed with a hint of anger, but he was restrained well. He couldn't hear it without listening carefully.

Jiang Lan had a moment of stun, how long did she and Feng Qin know ... she didn't know.

She only knew that when she saw a clean and clear smile on her face, she dared to confirm that Feng Qin would not hurt herself.

That's it.

Lu Jingchi's eyes were locked on her face, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. "Why don't I know, you and his relationship are so deep."

"I can't wait to die for each other, um?"

Jiang Lan's eyes trembled, and she drew her lips. I didn't know what expression to respond to him.

He squeezed Jiang Lan's jaw, turned her head over, and let her look at Feng Qin, "I want to see, he died, can you still live?"

Jiang Lan's heart quickly fell, like pinching her heart like an invisible hand, pulling her heart to fall into the ice cellar.

Lu Jingchi said indifferently: "Kill him."

Jiang Lan shocked, and she widened her eyes and struggled desperately, but was imprisoned in her arms by Lu Jingchi.

She couldn't break away from the man's imprisonment. She landed on the pond coat, and the blood dyed his black trench coat a large piece.

A little hesitant.

Feng Qin also saw Jiang Lan's almost collapse. He looked a little complicated.

Jiang Lan was struggling, and Lu Jingchi hugged her tighter.

Lu Qichi didn't look at her, so even her prayer seemed so pale and weak.

Jiang Lan opened his mouth, and the breath of his chest overflowed from his throat, making a hoarse sobbing sound.

The bodyguard hesitated. Lu Chi suddenly threw Jiang Lan, stepped up, and took the dagger in the bodyguard.

The crowd was shocked, he actually had to kill Feng Qin himself!
Chapter completed!