The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

A dull voice sounded, and Mu Luan looked at the man who had been pushed a few steps away by her in surprise.

The disbelief in his eyes just flashed, and then turned serious in an instant.

She then realized that Jun Zhao's face was as pale as if covered with a layer of frost.

The blood stains at the corners of his lips were bright and dazzling, adding a bit of brilliance, as if showing that he was still alive.

"what happened to you?"

Mu Luan didn't notice that she was subconsciously approaching him and reached out to support his somewhat unstable body.

But he suddenly regained consciousness, his fingertips paused in mid-air, his eyes moved slightly, he withdrew his hand and kept some distance.

What tricks is he playing?

Jun Zhao covered his chest, watching her actions change in the blink of an eye, chuckled, and asked nonchalantly: "If I die, will the young lady be sad for me?"

Mu Luan frowned.

But his weak appearance did not seem fake, as if he would collapse to the ground at any moment.

Jun Zhao looked at her stunned and hesitant expression, and inexplicably felt a sour feeling in his heart.

Will it be sad? Probably not.

Who would be sad because a madman died?

Besides, this lunatic is the one who always bullies her.

Mu Luan moved her fingers uncomfortably and felt an uncomfortable sticky sensation in her palms.

She tried hard to ignore the self-deprecating smile on the man's lips, and her pupils trembled when he lowered his eyes inadvertently.

I don't know when, the entire palm was soaked with blood.

But she knew that the blood was not hers and she was not injured.

Realizing something, she hurriedly looked at the man in front of her.

Jun Zhao always wore a black robe, so if you didn't pay close attention, you wouldn't be able to notice any injuries on his body.

But at this moment, Mu Luan discovered with her sharp eyes that there was a dark wetness spreading on his chest.

At this time, she would not be stupid enough to think that it was just an ordinary puddle of water.

He chuckled, took out a short blade from his sleeve, and approached her with heavy steps.

The distance is only a few steps, but it seems as far as across the galaxy.

Mu Luan's breathing choked, her hands hanging by her sides tightly grasped her dress, and she moved backwards with cold hands and feet.

What does he want to do?

Kill her?

The more Mu Luan retreated, the more Jun Zhao advanced, just like a wild cat teasing a house mouse.

But the dangerous aura he carried made Mu Luan deeply feel that this was not a joke.

Her remaining rationality told her that no matter what dangers existed in the dark alley, it was nothing compared to the thrill Jun Zhao brought to her.

She should have turned around and run away without hesitation, trying to fight for herself, maybe there would still be hope of survival.

If he waited until Jun Zhao's dagger pierced his body, he would probably die in the struggle.

But before she could make any move, her back hit the stone door.

At some point, the door of the stone chamber was closed!

The distance between the two of them was visibly shrinking after Mu Luan stopped.

Everything happened in just a moment.

Mu Luan's eyelashes trembled slightly as she watched Jun Zhao holding the dagger and reaching towards her.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, but the next moment she found that Jun Zhao held her hand and put the handle of the knife into her palm.

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, looking at the cold tip of the knife pointing at Jun Zhao's chest, with only shock and confusion in her eyes.

"If you want revenge, now is the perfect time."

Jun Zhao's voice was extremely low and hoarse, but he was serious without any playfulness.

The dagger in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Mu Luan stared into his dark and deep eyes, and did not move for a long time.

Jun Zhao seemed to be a little unsteady and staggered forward.

With such a sudden movement, the sharp tip of the knife could touch him by a hair's breadth, and then pierce through his outer robe and into his chest.

But until he pressed close to her arms and her nose was filled with the tempting sweet fragrance, her body still did not feel the slightest pain of the knife piercing her flesh.

The only different touch is the soft back of the hand against the waist and abdomen.

The sound of the girl's rapid breathing was heard by my ears.

Jun Zhao tilted his head to look.

Mu Luan's white and tender fingers tightly wrapped around the hilt of the knife, and her knuckles turned white from the force.

She pointed the cold blade outward with her backhand and cut a corner of her soft dress.

He didn't speak for a long time, just looking at the scene in front of him, only his heart was trembling constantly.

Reaching out to shake her trembling little hand holding the knife handle, Mu Luan took the initiative to throw the dagger away.

She raised her eyes and glared at Jun Zhao with lingering fear. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were red and wet.

But she stubbornly refused to let the tears of fear fall.

"Now you are satisfied!"

Jun Zhao stared at the tears in her eyes, was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse and almost crazy voice: "Satisfied."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to cough unbearably.

He held onto the stone door in front of him and took a step back.

Suddenly, he couldn't bear to let her be stained with his dirty blood.

He steadied himself, his face slightly reddened from choking.

He slowly took out a clean towel from his arms, took her snow-white little hand, and tried to wipe off the sticky blood stains on it.

But her vision began to blur, and her soft knuckles gradually became double.

The place had been clearly wiped clean, but when I looked closely, it was still red.

Mu Luan let him tease and play with her, her eyes had already turned away, and she didn't look at him angrily.

He doesn't care about other people's lives, not even his own life.

How could anyone find a way to defeat such an indestructible, fearless lunatic?

No wonder in his previous life, no matter how hard the enemies tried, they could not kill Jun Zhao.

On the contrary, they were full of flaws and ended up with a miserable death.

The force of the fingertips gradually decreased. Before Mu Luan came back to consciousness, she vaguely saw a tall figure in front of her falling down little by little.

Mu Luan widened her eyes in shock and subconsciously reached out to support him.

His face was very pale and his pupils looked unusually deep.

He stared at the beautiful little face that was somewhat blurry in front of him, closed his eyes, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

"Jun Zhao!"

He fell unexpectedly, and Mu Luan could only use his body to hold him back.

But Jun Zhao's body was too heavy, and her hands that were supporting his body were shaking uncontrollably.

I don’t know if it was because I could hardly hold him up, or because of something else.

Her eyes trembled constantly, and she tried her best not to panic.

"Tell me quickly, how can I help you!"

Sticky scarlet dripped from his pale fingers. He knelt on the ground, his head pressed against her shoulder, and murmured, "It can't be wiped clean..."

The last note was so faint that it was barely audible, but there was no further sound.

The quiet atmosphere made Mu Luan feel uneasy. Her lips couldn't stop trembling and helpless tears quietly overflowed.

She didn't dare to delay and immediately put Jun Zhaoping down.

With the help of the candlelight, I could see that the dark color on his chest was becoming increasingly wetter and stickier.

You have to find a doctor!

As soon as this thought came to mind, the tightly closed stone door behind him slowly opened, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared at the door.