As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Ling didn't see clearly how he acted. He only felt a cool breeze blowing above his head. When he came back to his senses, he turned around and saw behind him, a short distance away from him.
Already lying there was a headless corpse...
Her face changed slightly, Luo Ling half-opened her mouth, speechless, but Zhang Shaoliang reached out and covered her eyes with a piece of brocade. Luo Ling was about to pull it off, but Zhang Shaoliang held his hand down.
"Don't look, girl, what if you have nightmares in the future? Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."
Zhang Shaoliang held her wrist tightly, and then she heard the sound of cold weapons clashing in her ears, as well as the sound of footsteps coming from all directions. Zhang Shaoliang never let go of her, and she, who was rarely obedient, did not take off her wrist.
The brocade he put on her head.
Yuwen Haoyu once said to her, don't worry, I'm here and nothing will happen to you.
With the same tone and look, she suddenly recalled that Zhang Shaoliang said that there was one sentence that he said was true.
That day, in front of Cao Shichen, he said, I actually like you too.
Is that right? I like you too.
A touch of warm liquid splashed on his cheek, and the swelling around him finally gradually became smaller. When it stopped completely, Zhang Shaoliang picked her up and felt the sound of wind whistling by his ears. Luo Ling
You know, he used Qinggong to move her to another place.
"I'm so sorry for staining your face."
Zhang Shaoliang's voice was still calm, as if it were the same as before, and he told her, "I have delicious snacks at my house. Come here often when you have time."
The brocade from her eyes was taken off, and Luo Ling saw Zhang Shaoliang wiping her face with his sleeves. What he wiped off was scarlet blood.
"Are you hurt?"
She couldn't explain why, but looking at Zhang Shaoliang covered in blood, she felt nervous for no reason, grabbed his wrist and asked.
Zhang Shaoliang snorted softly: "Who am I? I was injured by those little Luoluo. Do you still want to mess around? It's all other people's blood, so don't worry."
Luo Ling lowered her eyes, seemed to be relieved, and said softly: "Well, it's good that she wasn't hurt."
After tidying up his clothes, Zhang Shaoliang looked around and said helplessly: "The carriage is ruined. It seems that we have to buy a new carriage. Fortunately, we brought enough banknotes, hehe."
Luo Ling nodded and said no more. Zhang Shaoliang took off his blood-stained coat and threw it away. It looked quite scary. Who dared to sell their carriage after seeing a bloody guy?
One piece, the one inside was still stained with a lot of blood.
"Forget it, if no one dares to sell it, I will go grab one."
Zhang Shaoliang looked at the blood on his body with some annoyance. Luo Ling looked up at him and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to wipe the blood on his face with her sleeve. Zhang Shaoliang was stunned and stood there blankly.
"I'd better buy it, don't worry," she said.
Zhang Shaoliang looked at the blood stains on her lowered sleeves. He knew that blood must have been spattered on his face just now, and he couldn't help feeling depressed.
"It's okay, I'll go, no, let's go together. It seems that we are also being targeted, so it's better not to separate." Zhang Shaoliang said, seeing Luo Ling staring at him, he looked away slightly uncomfortably.
He muttered in a low voice, "Even if you don't want money to look at me, you don't have to look at me all the time."