Quick Transmigration Sister Doesn't Play Raiders

Chapter 35
"Your sister's..."

Zhi'an complained silently, and suddenly accelerated the speed of his feet.

However, her two short legs are naturally unable to outrun a well-trained assassin.

"call out"

Another shot.

In the blink of an eye, Zhi'an's left shoulder was already bloody.

This shoulder is useless.

The arrow body completely pierced through Zhi'an's left shoulder, and from Zhi'an's sight, the arrow that penetrated her left shoulder was dripping with blood.

It hurts! It hurts!
But she dare not stop!
Zhi'an endured the pain and ran forward.

"Jie Jie, I caught you."

The assassin sneered, and stretched out his hand to catch Zhi'an.

Hearing the assassin's voice, Zhi'an's mind froze, and he turned around and spat blood all over the assassin's face.

The assassin did not expect to encounter such a situation, so he paused.

The strong smell of blood impacted the nerves of taste, and even the assassin who killed countless people would feel his stomach tumbling.

When the assassin touched the blood clot on his face, he couldn't bear the nausea anymore, leaned aside and vomited.

Such a pampered assassin, heh, should be from the prince's side.

After vomiting, the assassin looked towards the direction where Zhi An was fleeing, with a ferocious expression on his face: "If I catch you, I will cut off your flesh and stuff it into your mouth, so that you can taste your taste."

Zhi'an: ... a pervert...

can't run anymore...

Zhi'an's vision was blurred, and he felt quite top-heavy.

"boom"

Zhi'an's body came into close contact with the earth.

She completely lost consciousness.

This is where?
Zhi An opened his eyes in a daze.

She remembered that there seemed to be a man in black chasing and killing her, and then she was injured, and then... nothing more.

"you're awake."

The voice is slightly cool.

Zhi'an raised his head and saw a pair of moon-colored pupils. Upon closer inspection, he was simply astonished.

Moon-white eyes, moon-colored hair, skin condensed with white snow, a white dress still reflects the snow, a little bit of cardamom red at the end of the eyes, sweet lips and fine teeth, every frown and smile are beautiful.

"You're so beautiful..." Zhi'an looked at him blankly and murmured.

The beauty in white raised her sleeves to cover her lips, and chuckled lightly: "My name is Xuesheng."

The voice is still so cold.

Alas, the only ones who can control such beauty are Qing Leng Yue Xian.

Zhi'an also smiled slightly: "Snow born? Born in the snow, not stained with dust."

What Zhi'an didn't know was that Xuesheng was jokingly called: Moon Palace Hanxianxue Liangchen.

Xuesheng didn't respond to her, but just caressed the ink-colored pendant jade on his waist, and his brows and eyes smiled like the first snow that had just been melted by the morning sun.

"You can rest easy and recuperate, it's safe here."

He got up and walked outside.

When his figure disappeared completely, Zhi An's breathing returned to normal.

Really... only dare to exhale lightly, for fear that the breath will stain the fairy's white robe.

Zhi'an shook her head. She couldn't imagine such an immortal appearance, but... it's okay to have some lust~

After thinking for a long time, Zhi'an was sure that he must be a cold and gentle person.

Many things can be seen in a person's eyes, such as Xue Sheng, there is only softness and serenity in his eyes.

Gee...

Zhian couldn't bear it anymore.

I don't dare to think about it, I don't even dare to taint it in my heart.

Of course...it's okay to tarnish it a little~

Zhi'an never wants to be near Xuesheng in his life, and the sense of immortality rushing over his face makes people feel ashamed.

It has to be said that her thoughts are exactly the same as Qingming's.

People who are clear and clear will combine him with Zui Chen.

The master of Wuyou Pavilion has a piano named Zuichen and a flute named Changzhe, but... the world has never seen the Zuichen Qin and Changzhe flute.

Zhi'an obediently lay on the bed, thinking carefully about the origin of the assassin, but she really couldn't think of anyone who would go to such lengths to plot against her.

The late emperor died almost a year ago, and the new emperor ascended the throne not long ago. To attack her, the eldest princess, at a time when the whole body was shaken by a sudden move, and a storm was about to come, not to mention any benefits, in terms of courage, in terms of courage, she was There are also very few in the royal family.

Tsk...it seems to be getting more and more interesting~
(End of this chapter)