Nie Xiaoli was unmoved: "Master Wang, let me tell you again, Xiaoli is just a singer. I don't understand what you are saying at all."

Wang Chulan stared into her eyes affectionately: "Xiaoli, I, Wang Chulan, swear to God that I am sincere to you. I...I will even die for you!"

Nie Xiaoli opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, a chuckle suddenly came from the forest: "Hey~ What an affectionate husband, let me see if you can die!"

As he spoke, a figure swept down from the top of the tree, and the next moment, a long sword stabbed Nie Xiaoli.

When something happened suddenly, Nie Xiaoli's expression changed, but she did not take action. If she did, what she had tried so hard to cover up would be exposed.

However, at this moment, Wang Chulan stepped forward and slapped the opponent with both palms.

His palm wind was so powerful that he actually had the cultivation level of a Grand Master. Unfortunately, the other party's cultivation level was even stronger. The long sword shook slightly and easily defeated his palm wind. The sword's power remained unchanged and it still stabbed Nie Xiaoli.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Chulan roared angrily and stepped forward to block the sword that stabbed Nie Xiaoli in the heart.

Pierce the chest with a sword!

Nie Xiaoli was stunned immediately.

Wang Chulan grabbed the sword tightly, her hands were bleeding, and she yelled: "Quickly leave!"

The next moment, the man kicked Wang Chulan away, pointed at Nie Xiaoli's acupoint, picked her up by the waist, and flew away.

In the end, Nie Xiaoli only saw Wang Chulan lying on the ground, with a bright long sword inserted into his left chest, and blood was flowing like a stream. That was the position of his heart...

——

When he received the news of the attack, Jiang Fan's head buzzed.

Wang Chulan pierced the chest with a sword, and Nie Xiaoli disappeared.

However, after going through many hardships, he was not the same person he was before, and he soon regained consciousness.

When he learned that Wang Chulan was born with a right heart and that although he was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, Jiang Fan's eyes gradually darkened.

There are so many coincidences in this world...

Sima Jing was a little anxious: "Master, are you here for us?"

Obviously, he was worried that the other party would imitate him and try to frame his fault.

Jiang Fan is not worried about this. He is just worried about Nie Xiaoli, but he is not worried about her death for the time being. He knows that since the other party has kidnapped Nie Xiaoli, he does not intend to kill her, and his life is not worried for a while. But Some hardships are certainly inevitable.

"It does not rule out treating the person in his own way, nor does it rule out seeking something else, nor does it rule out excepting accidental events. No matter what the purpose is, since a person is kidnapped, there will always be a condition. We are waiting That’s fine.”

But his mind was spinning rapidly. Why was it the eldest son of the first family who was struck by the sword? But the one who was kidnapped was a seemingly insignificant singer?

It doesn't make sense logically, and there's obviously something weird about it.

While Jiang Fan was thinking about it, someone came to visit the eldest prince and said they wanted to meet in private.

But the eldest prince did not shy away from Jiang Fan at all and took him directly to see the visitor.

Jiang Fan recognized this old enemy—farmer Tian Mole—at just one glance.

It's so haunting, this purple girl follows her wherever she goes.

Although Lamole did not recognize this handsome young man, his brows moved slightly as if he was displeased, but he concealed it very well.

With a sweet smile, he stepped forward and said, "Eldest Prince, Tian Mole is polite."

Jiang Fan was not surprised. Back in Moling, Tian Yao had been involved in a series of hookups with Yan Congwen, the eldest prince's supporter, so it was not surprising that he had met Sima Jing.

Sima Jing was a little surprised, "Farmer owner, Mrs. Tian? Why are you here?"

The mole chuckled: "Why, don't you welcome the eldest prince?"

Sima Jing knew that she and Zhang Yi were together, and she was also the one who supported her rise to power, so of course she was not unhappy.

But he glanced at Jiang Fan secretly. Jiang Fan had just told him about the strategy of cooperating with foreign countries a few days ago, and Tian Ya came to the door, quite like giving him a pillow for sleepiness.

Seeing that Jiang Fan's face was calm and showed no expression, Sima Jing smiled slightly and said: "Mrs. Tian and I are allies, so we welcome you. Mrs. Tian, ​​please sit down."

Lamole rubbed her slender fingers on the chair, crossed her legs and sat up, sitting in a coquettish posture that had not changed for thousands of years. Her white thighs were exposed from the tight skirt with a very high slit.

But she herself lifted up her skirt to cover it up. It would be better not to do this action, which made her look even more alluring.

But the eldest prince was accustomed to big scenes after all. Although he was a little moved, he didn't show it at all.

"Madam, what do you want to learn from me when you come here?"

The mole chuckled and said, "I just came to see if His Highness is doing well and whether he can adapt to this boring life."

Sima Jing said calmly: "My heart is calm and my life is quite comfortable. Madam is thoughtful."

Tian Mole looked at him with his slender eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "Of course I have a heart, but I don't know if Your Highness still has a heart?"

Sima Jing said slowly: "I don't understand what Madam said."

Tian Mole said: "Your Highness, I understand. How can dragons and phoenixes in the world sleep in the quagmire?"

Sima Jing pondered, seeming to be thinking, but he couldn't help but look at Jiang Fan from the corner of his eyes.

His little move directly attracted the field mole's attention.

At this moment, it seemed as if she had just discovered this young man who had been silently beside her.

"Tian Mole is so rude. I don't know what to call this young master?"

Jiang Fan slightly cupped his hands and said, "I am Jiang Ruochen, a good friend of His Highness."

Tian Yao made a sound, looked up and down, and paused for a moment on Jiang Fan's throat. The corners of his scarlet lips raised a charming smile: "Oh? It turns out to be Young Master Jiang. He is such a handsome young man. At first glance, he turned out to be Mr. Jiang.

She is even more beautiful than a woman."

"Thank you, Madam. I just heard that Madam first said that she had intentions. It would be better to ask Madam to tell you first. What are your intentions?"

Lap Mole chuckled: "Why, can the little brother represent the wishes of His Royal Highness?"

Sima Jing said: "Brother Jiang and I are like brothers and trust each other. His words are mine."

Tian Mole's eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, and then he said: "I see, then I will have a chat with Young Master Jiang. Young Master may as well make some guesses..."

Jiang Fan waved his hand bluntly: "Guess what? Since you want to cooperate, don't beat around the bush. Who does Madam represent? What is your purpose? Just say it straight."

Tian Na was stunned by his style, "——Master Jiang is a neat person, isn't he?"

Jiang Fan stared into her eyes: "Xia Xiang Zhang Yi, or Madam herself?"

Tian Mole's eyes narrowed slightly: "What about Zhang Xiang, and what about me?"

Jiang Fan said: "If madam still plans to be a riddler, let's talk about something else. In fact, I'm quite good at guessing lantern riddles. Why don't I give you one? What do you mean animals play together during the day, sleep together at night, and stay together until they grow old?

, a good marriage in the world?"

Tian Mole was stunned, and Sima Jing was also stunned. He put the tea cup to his mouth and forgot to drink.

"Ma'am, can't you guess? Ah, let me try another one. Which animal has small feet, tall legs, wears white clothes and a red hat?"
Chapter completed!