The vicious villain is in luck again

She failed to mobilize her body movements in time.

Although she had the consciousness to avoid in her mind, her limbs did not obey her orders.

The arrow was so close that it was about to pierce her chest.

Just when she realized she couldn't hide anymore, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

The black image had calculated the timing exactly. Even though the arrow was only one body away from her, he accurately moved in and blocked it in front of her.

"Pfft" is the sound of an arrow entering the body.

The man suddenly tensed up, then relaxed, and fell softly in front of her.

An Ran stretched out her hand and hugged him.

She looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on.

The people around are still fighting with each other, and we are fighting fiercely.

However, after she looked over for just a moment, they stopped what they were doing.

It was as if her gaze gave them an instruction.

There was a whistle in his ears, and An Ran looked forward.

One person held a bow in his hand and put his thumb and forefinger into a circle from his mouth.

It was him who whistled.

As the man blew his whistle, some of them increased their strength and repelled those who were fighting in front of them. They all put away their weapons and gathered around him.

He took one last deep look at An Ran, waved his hand, led the group of people, turned around and tapped the branches with his toes, and flew into the distance, and the figure quickly disappeared.

An Ran was holding the person in her arms, her eyes still leaving the position where the person was standing just now.

She recognized this man.

He was the one who was sent out by An Ji to watch the little beggar struggle for his life for a while and then kicked the child to death.

To be honest, An Ran really didn't expect that she would be able to meet this person again.

If this person appeared for the purpose of killing people, then he came out this time under An Ji's order and had someone to get rid of?

Recalling the arrow that was shot at her just now, An Ran felt a little weird.

An Ji wants to send someone to kill the little princess?

It's impossible.

What benefits can he gain from her death?

At this moment, the person in his arms snorted slightly.

An Ran turned her gaze to her arms.

Warm blood slowly seeped out from the back of the man with the middle arrow, dyeing the robe dark.

Her fingers were slightly sunken in the dark color, like a few rough decorations inlaid on it.

Only then did she realize that she seemed to have accidentally pressed the flesh around his wound.

Could it be that she lost so much blood?

An Ran moved that hand away.

On the five open fingers, three of them were bright red in color, as if they were stained with red flowing dye.

She felt disgusted for some reason and subconsciously rubbed it on his body.

Several more groans came from the person buried in her arms.

The hot breath slapped her chest, An Ran pushed him away from her chest uncomfortably, and stood up far away.

After seeing his face clearly, she subconsciously exhaled, "Lin Tan'er?"

Lin Tan'er looked pale and half-squinted his eyes, as if he was a little confused.

An Ran looked around and around, but there was no sign of Ye Junlan or Bai Xin.

The other group of people who were fighting with the people sent by An Ji also disappeared silently.

What's going on?

I used a teleportation charm and teleported to the wrong place.

still·····

Is the illusion starting to correct itself again?

She looked at Lin Tan'er again.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his lips trembled, and he was almost unconscious.

His appearance was no different from that of an ordinary person after being hit by an arrow.

Look how angry he is

If the energy is strong, the injury may be more serious.

An Ran patted his cheek, "Hey, can you hear me?"

Lin Tan'er didn't answer her.

An Ran put down her hand and turned over to look at the wound on his back.

The clothes were dark and the true color of the blood could not be seen.

She thought for a moment, then ran her fingers down the arrow shaft and grabbed the torn corner of her clothes that was bulging around it.

With a little force, the corner tore a hole along the break.

The sound of "stabbing" sounds quite relaxing, and the tearing is quite satisfying. Apart from the fact that my hands are a little sticky because I've sucked up enough blood, there's nothing wrong with it.

The person who was torn apart may be in some pain.

With the sound of this sound, he seemed to be torn out a strip of flesh, and his whole body twitched in pain.

A hand was placed on her back and then dropped weakly.

This hit An Ran was shocked.

She silently let go of the cloth in her hand.

Sorry, I got a little distracted.

In fact, she had a legitimate reason for ripping off someone's clothes, not to torture him.

Because she let go, the torn strip of cloth fell back to its original position.

An Ran licked her fingers and opened the hanging strip of cloth.

Well, I still haven’t seen his skin.

But it was already able to achieve the effect she wanted.

The snow-white satin inside was covered with a large black blood stain.

Obviously, this arrow was coated with poison.

An Ran turned around again, picked up Lin Tan'er's chin and looked at it carefully.

His lips, which were not very red at first, gradually turned into a mulberry-like dark purple, and under his eyelids, two groups of blue and black appeared faintly.

It's poisoning.

An Ran felt certain in her heart.

If that arrow was aimed at her, An Ji would definitely kill the little princess.

The little princess had already died once before, and An Ji paid a huge price for it.

With his condition so weak that he would collapse if the wind blew, if anything happened to the little princess, he would have to suffer and even lose his life.

Did she do something so heinous and outrageous that An Ji would rather have her killed than take her own life?

An Ran thought about it and still felt a little incredible.

Besides, if the target was really her, after seeing that the arrow was blocked by others, why didn't those people stop adding a few more arrows and instead ran away?

The only possibility is that the person they want to kill is not her, but the person she is holding.

This is something that can be said, and it is more reasonable.

For example, it was the little princess who really wanted to block someone else's arrows.

The breathing of the person on her arm gradually became weaker, until finally it was so weak that she could no longer feel it.

The face he held on her lips was blue and white, and his eyes were completely closed.

He fell into a coma.

An Ran stared at his face and thought for two seconds.

Should she leave him here to fend for himself, or wait for him to wake up.

In fact, she prefers the former approach.

An Ran thought, put his head back, put it on her shoulders, and then slowly squatted down.

Halfway down the squat, she suddenly thought, since she had decided to throw the person away, why was she still so cautious?

So she readily let go, pushed her shoulders forward, and let him fall backwards.

However, her action failed to achieve the desired effect.

An Ran's wrist was held.

I don't know how Lin Tan'er sensed it. Even though he was avoiding his eyes, his hand accurately went around her side and found her deliberately retracted hand.

An Ran looked down and raised an eyebrow.

The man looks very weak, but his hands are quite strong.

This part is inconsistent with the overall state.

She did not brush away the hand holding her for the time being, but looked at Lin Tan'er's face.

The person who seemed to be about to die before opened his eyes now, and it was hard to do it, but no matter how you look at it, it is much better than the way it was when the poison entered the bone marrow just now.

An Ran watched him act and didn't try to expose it. He just asked teasingly, "What are you going to say?"

Lin Tan'er slowly exhaled and inhaled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Of course, you, don't, do something stupid." He exerted such force that the veins on his forehead popped out.

An Ran looked at his bulging blue blood vessels, then at his cold sweat, showing no emotion, "What did you call me?"

He was startled, with an expression as if he suspected that he was too seriously injured and had heard wrongly.

But soon, he ignored the question as if nothing had happened and continued with his own words.

"You, you managed to escape from the palace with great difficulty."

"You must never go back for me again."

Lin Tan'er's hair was scattered on his chest, undulating and trembling with every word he spoke.

An Ran smiled and came closer to him, innocent and curious, "Why do you want to go back for you? Why didn't I understand?"

Lin Tan'er even stopped breathing for a moment.

He looked down at her, his face turning rosy.

The hand holding her became tighter.

An Ran faced him face to face, with no intention of avoiding his eyes.

She blinked her eyes, "Please make it clear, otherwise I won't understand."

Lin Taner closed his eyes in silence.

Ah, was she left speechless?

An Ran was a little happy.

She looked around and saw that it was just as she had seen it when she arrived, with no signs of collapse.

At this moment, even the natural wind was gone.

It was so quiet between the two that even the sound of leaves shaking and brushing against each other could be clearly heard.

So An Ran's little happiness gradually collapsed along with the silence of the sound.

Damn, she was still looking forward to Lin Tan'er's emotional ups and downs being so great that the illusion collapsed.

Seeing that Lin Tan'er could no longer arouse his emotions, An Ran had no intention of teasing him.

She poked the flesh on his back and unsurprisingly felt the muscles tightening under her hands.

"Relax." An Ran patted his shoulder, "I didn't touch your wound."

She asked, "Is the arrowhead poisonous?"

Lin Tan'er opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.

He was probably confused by her uncooperative words just now, and now I am a little confused as to what she is going to do.

An Ran pointed to the wound, "I can see the blood you're bleeding from. It's black."

Lin Tan'er understood what she meant, "That's true."

"Yeah." An Ran nodded.

"Is the antidote to this poison only available in the palace?"

He probably felt that An Ran's reaction finally became normal, and he began to show his anxious attitude.

"Don't go back to the palace to get the antidote and be imprisoned in the white tower by An Ji again."

Maybe he was too excited. Lin Taner coughed twice and said urgently, "You can't go!"

He held An Ran's wrist with both hands, raised it to their chests, and looked at her sincerely.

"Of course, be obedient and don't go back to that dark life because of me."

"Don't compromise."

With a soft voice, he was so sincere on the surface, "Even if I die from this, I won't hesitate."

After saying several words, he realized that the expression of the person in front of him was wrong.

It's not that I'm touched or anxious, or that I'm concerned.

But with a bit of a sense of watching a play, and

There was a slight surprise.

It was as if he was frightened by his actions.

Lin Tan'er stopped unconsciously.

"I don't want to compromise." An Ran broke away from his hand.

"I don't mean anything else," she said, "I just want to ask, can't you really remove the poison by yourself?"

Lin Tan'er: "······"

He couldn't take this anymore!

He seemed to have been hit by an arrow in the chest. He bent his arms, covered his heart with his palms, and took two steps back unable to support himself.

Seeing Lin Tan'er confused by her, An Ran felt relieved.

She waved her hand, "I know, you can't do it."

"Damn it, I just didn't expect you couldn't even get rid of this poison."

An Ran said it seemingly unintentionally and was very considerate.

"If you can't push it out, you can't push it out. Anyway, I want to block the arrow for you, so why not just watch you die?"