In the dark and silent room, the figure was floating on the bed, looming, and the light white clothes were scattered on the bed, the satin rolled out, the exquisite and clear.

The clothes fell on the ground in the dimness, and a bland wind was blowing over, rustling, there was nothing special depression, only the low tear sound.

Being over the wrist, the edge of the corner of the lips had been kissed out of blood, and there was a sweet taste in the lips. Lin Junlan's eyebrows were low, under the waist, with soft clothes, but Fu Shiting still carried the waist.

"..."

Suddenly, there was another pain, not from the waist, but the blood flow to the limbs.

Lin Junlan twisted his eyebrows and sobbed lowly, but soon, he was pressed again.

Lin Junlan never shouted pain. Even if the pain was cold, he would still not say a word, let alone pray.

There is obviously some wrongs in this sobbing.

When the sweat dripped from the forehead, through the dim light, Fu Shiting held Lin Junlan's waist, put people in his arms, bit his earlobe, and called, "Junlan, Junlan ..."

Lin Junlan was awakened by the gentle voice and soft breath again. His hand was tightened, and then he pushed Fu Shiting's shoulder side of sweat, "You are fast ... ... No."

"No, come again." Fu Shiting answered secretly, and then bit Lin Junlan's arm, "You are mine, right ..."

It seemed to be eager to seek answers, the black hair fell, and when I was entangled, I couldn't help but work hard. The feeling of oppression and instantly struck, making Lin Junlan a little breathless.

The beautiful eyes were sinking. Suddenly he had some anxiety, and when he was so anxious, the sweet feeling of the sweetness poured directly into his heart. He pushed Fu Shiting's shoulders and passed the side, holding the bed, "唔 ..."

"Cough ..."

A bite of blood spit it on the side of the bed, and the abdomen was loose. Fu Shiting immediately released Lin Junlan's waist and got up and clicked on the candle next to the bed. When he saw the blood on the side of the bed, his face was instantly white. "Jun

Lan, you ... "

There was no feeling of oppression in his heart. Lin Junlan closed his eyes and breathed a bit slowly. He was lying on the bed. I didn't know when it was full of sweat.

The hair was around the neck, his breathing was low, and he raised his hand and put on his eyes. He was a little tired, on his elbow, and the traces of Fu Shiting bitten, the neck and shoulder bone

A few places.

"I'm a bit ... uncomfortable."

Slowly, he frowned, hoarsely.

Fu Shiting immediately put on clothes, "I go to see the Taiyi."

After speaking, he immediately opened the door of the room. When he walked out of the door, he didn't know why, a dizziness, which made him have to lean on the wall next to him.

Immediately, he felt something about his tip of his nose ... raising his hand, full of blood.

The standing person condensed the blood on his hand, and then wiped it at will, and didn't care much.

He glanced at the dim room, and then left quickly.

Lin Junlan was lying in the room alone. No one was beside him. The sleepy was in an instant. He gradually slowed his breath, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, there was only the taste of medicine in the room, and he opened his eyes tiredly, but saw that Fu Shiting was sitting beside him, using a warm Pazi to help him wipe his forehead.

He paused a little, avoiding Fu Shiting's movements, and looked at him with a vulnerable look, "You ..."

I just said a word, and the person who was sitting stood up, "I go to decoction and wait for me."

Lin Junlan: "..."

Without saying anything, he saw Fu Shiting's back, holding the bed, he sat up, watching the injury on his wrist had been taken medicine.

The shoulder side hurts slightly, and it is a little uncomfortable. Suddenly, the window was blown away by a gust of wind. Then, a figure flashed in.

The people on the bed sank, and immediately picked up the clothes and got up. After standing, he also saw the coming.

The black long coat, slightly purple, red and white mask, a red fox is printed with a red fox, which is wonderful. Under the mask, his blue -purple eyes are smart and dull.

When landing on the ground, Qingyi moved, elegant and easy -going.

"Jun Lan, I didn't expect ... I saw you lying on someone else's bed, it's really ... I can't think of it."

"When did it come?"

Lin Junlan relaxed instantly.

Fox noodles, His Royal Highness Twelve Dead men ranked sixth, and he should not be much older than him. He has always brought fox masks. It is said that there is never a true face to show people.

I heard that it was a "ugly" person, but those eyes were beautiful like the sea of ​​stars.

The fox face didn't sit down, and took two steps forward, raised his hand, and touched Lin Junlan's collar with soft white fingertips. The voice was dark.

Will be discovered. "

Gently, help him sort out the clothes that you have to sort out in the future. When you look through the wounds on his shoulders, you have a little cold.

"Now ... you are full of body ... decadent."

Lin Junlan frowned and wanted to talk, but just got up and moved a little internal force. As soon as he was talking, he coughed, "Cough ..."

If you are not careful, the blood penetrates out again.

The eyes of the fox face saw the blood, and the dull eyes were printed with vast, "Ah, all vomit blood, is he so deep? Can he reach your five internal organs?"

"Shut up." Lin Junlan listened to such words, and he was still a little uncomfortable in the end. "Why are you here? His Royal Highness asked you?"

How long hasn't staying on this topic, Lin Junlan shifted the topic.

"Twelve dead men received orders, to Su Yanzhi, kill."

The last word, gloomy and cold.

Lin Junlan's eyes lifted, and through the window, he saw the sun outside, pale face, and laughed, "Highness finally killed ordered?"

"yes."

Fox noodles gloom in Lin Junlan, "Junlan ..."

"What do you come to me to do?"

Lin Junlan interrupted the words of the fox, and then asked again.

People who are sad, their voice is hoarse: "Mu Yanzi said, that teenager can't stay. The Fu family needs to be dispersed, and there are less."

Lin Junlan's eyes were cold, and he could understand, "As soon as the dying system is died, the Fu family is chaotic, the Fu family's army is chaotic, and the military power of the northern country will be chaotic."

This was originally a way to rescue His Royal Highness. As long as the northern country is chaotic, who will care about the south of the soldiers and who will care what proton.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with coldness, without any nostalgia or reluctance, "I understand, how long? Kill him."

"The sooner the better."

"Yeah, I got it."

Lin Junlan replied silently, then turned towards the bronze mirror, looked at his pale face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "One month. The next full moon, Fu Shiting will die."

"You can't bear to do it, Jun Lan."

"What do you think?"

Lin Junlan smiled and looked at the dark red color in his hands, "Can't bear it? Do you think... is it possible?"

The man wearing the mask turned around, his eyes lowered, "Probably... no, after all, you have killed many more people than us dead soldiers."

"Oh, by the way, if you want to help, blow this whistle."

After saying that, Hu Mian put down a whistle as big as a finger and stepped on the window sill, "Let's go. Jun Lan..."

"Yeah, I got it."
Chapter completed!