Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2815 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (61)

   Just waiting to ambush him.

  He heard that Xin Wu was rushing to help him.

  Lu Xinglan drew out the long sword placed next to the horse's belly, and knocked down all the arrows at once.

   But an arrow was still extremely fast, piercing into his shoulder.

  Half-sectioned arrow, blood began to gush out after entering the flesh.

  Lu Xinglan glanced at it expressionlessly. This kind of small wound didn't matter to him.

  He didn't draw the arrow either.

  Because it is pulled out, the blood will flow more.

  Xin Wu rode a horse and came to Lu Xinglan at a fast speed. He took out his longbow expressionlessly.

  Lu Xinglan said coldly: "Three on the east wall, two on the south corner three steps away, and a row of more than ten people on the north side..."

  Lu Xinglan memorized the direction of the arrow just shot.

  Xin Wu nodded, then put three arrows on the bow, and shot towards the east.

   There were screams, exactly three times.

  Although the rest of the people panicked, they still put their arrows on the bow calmly.

  But it was too late.

  The swords shot were all knocked down by Lu Xinglan.

   And Xin Wu is like a cruel **** of death, every time he takes a shot, no one can escape the sanction of his death.

   One guards one attack.

   Kill all assassins who stand in your way.

  Bai Weiwei heard the system say: "Someone killed the male lead outside the door."

  Bai Weiwei was pulling the petals to make rouge, when she heard it, she asked, "Who sent it?"

  System: "Who else could it be? That emperor's cannon fodder wants to kill the hero right away, but if he is so eager to murder him, I guess the role of this cannon fodder is running out."

  Bai Weiwei smiled, "It's just right, Lu Xinglan was murdered, so if you arouse your blood and add a yellow robe, you will complete the task."

  The system nodded in agreement, then picked up the super luxurious golden diamond drumstick, and took a bold bite.

   And Lu Xinglan took care of those people.

   before entering the door.

  He reeked of blood, with a sword in his hand, and his long hair was disheveled behind him.

  A white robe with mostly red blood spots.

  It looks like a red plum on the upper body, or like a ghost dyed red.

  Lu Xinglan stretched out his hand to wipe his face expressionlessly. There was also blood on his face. He glanced at it calmly and didn't care.

  Xin Wu went to call the doctor.

   When he habitually walked out of the house, he suddenly thought of something, and his expression froze.

   You have to treat the wound first, and then take a bath.

  Otherwise it will scare the people in the house.

  Lu Xinglan thought so, and turned to leave.

  But I heard a soft call from behind, "Husband?"

  Lu Xinglan froze in his footsteps, didn't come back to his senses, and just hummed lightly as a response.

   Then he said: "I have something to do, let's go first."

   After speaking, he raised his foot coldly, and was about to take a step forward.

  The corner of the clothes was pulled.

  Lu Xinglan's whole body froze.

   Grabbed the fingers at the corner of his clothes, let go, and gently hooked his fingers again.

   "Husband, what's wrong with you?" She asked worriedly.

  Lu Xinglan pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes to hide the hesitation in his eyes.

   Then he turned back, showing the blood on his shoulder, and there was no way to hide it, unless he pushed her away and ran.

  But when I thought of pushing her, I couldn't push her.

  Bai Weiwei's eyes were a little dull for a moment, and then there was a little panic, which was suppressed by her.

  She calmed down and said, "Go into the room, did the doctor call?"

  Lu Xinglan thought she would cry in fright, but unexpectedly, she only saw her worried expression.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, I called."

  She immediately led him by the hand and walked into the house, "The wound on the shoulder is multiple, how deep the arrow penetrated."

  In order to seal the wound, Lu Xinglan did not pull out the arrow.

   It looks like a **** mess.

  But Bai Weiwei asked him to sit calmly, brought hot water, and cut his clothes to reveal the wound.

   Then he began to wipe the blood around him with hot water.

  The doctor will come soon.

  He was half lying down, and the doctor began to draw the arrow.

  Lu Xinglan is used to this kind of scene.

  But he stared sideways at the girl squatting beside the bed, and the girl's eyes were full of worry.

  Her fingers gripped his fingertips tightly.

  The calmness she maintained was leaked by her trembling fingers.

  She was still scared.

  But he refused to give him an extra burden, and chose to force himself to calm down.

  The moment the doctor pulled out the arrow, Lu Xinglan's face turned pale, and his muscles tensed immediately.

  Bai Weiwei exclaimed, and finally couldn't get over it, she held his palm tightly with both hands.

  It seems that this action can make him feel better.

  The doctor bandaged the wound.

  Lu Xinglan regained his energy. His pale face was covered with sweat, but his eyes were slightly sideways, with deep and gentle eyes.

   "I'm fine."

  Bai Weiwei pursed her lips, and her lips lost their color.

   She said, "I have something to do."

  Lu Xinglan was puzzled.

  I saw her lower her head, put her eyes on his palm, and tears fell down.

   "You really worry me, Lu Xinglan."

   Last update

   I read all the comments, thank you for your encouragement.

   It is a miracle for me to be able to survive the time and follow the readers until now.

   In the comments, some readers said that piracy led to dismal book revenue. Let me put an anti-piracy chapter, this is a way.

   But I can't bear to torment you. I used to know that anti-theft can prevent the loss of some readers, but anti-theft is too troublesome for children who read genuine copies.

   I want to keep a small number of genuine children and update them silently, at least for the remaining children to have a better viewing experience.

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   There is also the active comment area. I am a bit obsessive-compulsive. I want to reply to all comments when I start replying to a certain comment.

   Only replying to a few feels unfair to other comments.

   Also used to be active, 2,000 comments were replied when the book was first written.

   I really can’t let go of all the comments, and I’ve been replying to all the comments in the middle of the night in a daze.

   But staying up late to write texts hurts my body, and my body broke down for a while. In order to go to bed early, I always cut off the Internet and lie flat after writing. I can't care less about the comment section.

   There was no time for the groups opened at that time.

   I have been disconnected from the Internet for too long, and I didn’t know about the accident in the group and didn’t solve it, and I didn’t reply to the comments, which hurt the old readers.

   The group also dispersed.

   I am afraid that this kind of thing will happen in the future, I would rather just read the comments and dare not reply.

   I would rather not be active than to suddenly disconnect from the Internet and disappear after being active to hurt others.

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   Thank you for your help in the new book, the ranking has been raised to thirteenth.

   I am very touched that you are willing to listen to my long-winded words.

   Refill.

  (end of this chapter)