On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can't Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind! Chapter 291

   Chapter 291 291: Injured

  The man glanced at his hand and the silver ingot held in his hand, and chuckled jokingly, "Your silver? It's obviously on the ground. How do you prove it's yours?"

  Yun Ran glared at him angrily, and broke his hand vigorously, trying to grab the silver.

   "You just said that I lost my silver! What? Amnesia so soon?"

   "I was kidding you, I didn't expect you to believe it! Are you stupid?"

  Yunran: "..."

  【This nasty dog...eh? wait! Is it possible...]

  【He saw me staring at the bird's nest and guessed the girl's intention? So, deliberately say that I lost money, in order to divert this girl's attention? 】

  Nangong Mo silently hooked the corner of his mouth: Heh, **** girl, congratulations for getting the answer right!

   Seeing the smile in his eyes, Yun Ran became more certain of her guess, and kicked him directly, "No matter! I dropped the money under the corner of the wall! Put your hands away!"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  A gentleman uses his mouth, but a villain uses his hands. Sure enough...

  He looked down at his legs, "Lin Wanyue, are you a rabbit? You like kicking your legs so much!"

   "I also like to cut people! Do you want to try?"

  The man's hands are well-articulated and full of strength, as if they can turn the wind and clouds, and mountains and rivers.

  Yunran couldn't break it open for a long time, and couldn't help grinding her teeth, "If you don't return the money to me, I will cut off your claw!"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  This savage little girl...

   "You have held my subordinate's hand for a long time, and I have not said anything. You still want to take advantage of your beauty?"

   "Indecent?"

  Yunran just rolled his eyes back at him, "Why didn't you say that you held onto the silver and held on to it for a long time?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  Master has such a special hobby to molest money?

  Under the mask, the man's handsome face was a little dark. He glanced at Yunran with dark eyes, and finally let go of the silver.

  Yunran immediately put the silver ingot into his sleeve, and kindly reminded him, "If you dress like this in broad daylight, be careful not to be beaten to death."

  The man snorted unobtrusively, "Every other! You go into the house and rob the house in broad daylight, and be careful that your legs are broken and you are put in a dog hole, and you gnaw bones every day."

  Yun Ran staggered, turned around, and gave him a hard look, "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

  A ray of breeze blows past, and the long figure of the man stands in front of him in an instant.

  Under the sun, a slender jade-like hand stretched out towards Yunran, "Come on, you can, spit out one, and let me see what the ivory looks like."

  Yunran: "..."

  【Ah... your uncle! This excessive dog man! ! Who are you calling a dog? ! 】

  The man moved his hand forward, directly to her lips, his low charming voice was full of teasing smiles, "Come on, spit one out."

  Yunran: "!!"

  Yun Ran stared at that overly beautiful hand, wanting to bite it down, to bite off his fingers!

   I don't know if he saw through her intention, the man coughed lightly, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

   "Forget it, I won't embarrass you. It's hard for you to carry a sack, right? Do you want me to help?"

   "Cut! It looks like you have no good intentions. A piece of advice, don't hit the sack! Otherwise, I will give you a knife!"

   Instead of being frightened by the threat, the man chuckled and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in sacks. Unlike girls, I have a soft spot for sacks."

  Yunran: "..."

  【Damn soft spot! If you want to fall in love, you also fall in love with silver, okay? 】

   "What do you know? It's not because the sack can hold it! It looks like someone who has never been robbed!"

   Nangong Mo narrowed his black eyes slightly, and cast a cool glance at Yunran, heh! It's silver again! Is there a soft spot?

   "What are you looking at? Look again, I've got your eyeballs dug out!"

  The man looked away silently, and said in a half-truthful tone, "Actually, I really want to hit the girl, but I don't know if it's okay?"

  Yun Ran was walking fast with a sack on her back, when she heard this, her foot slipped and she almost fell.

  The next moment, a brick roared and flew towards Nangong Mo, bringing with it a gust of wind.

  Nangong Mo: "..."

   It's really just a matter of disagreement! Without saying hello...

   Nangong Mo held the brick in his hand, and kindly gave it back to Yunran, "I'm just joking, girl, don't get excited."

  Yunran snorted coldly, didn't want Brick anymore, turned around and left.

  Nangong Mo looked at the brick in his hand, then at Yunran, and followed decisively.

   "My son was sitting on the roof looking at the scenery just now, and saw a puff of white smoke wafting from the yard. What bad things have you done?"

   "Mind your own business and live long!"

   "I just watched from a distance, and Lin Qianqiu and Lin Yanran's mother and daughter all passed out, so you didn't inject some poison along the way?"

  Yunran paused, and turned her head to look at him, "Speaking of which, Lin Yanran is still someone's favorite, so does someone feel distressed?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  Under the mask, he frowned, his handsome face was dark.

  The person you like? Distressed? Lin Yanran?

   Damn girl, who is she insulting?

   "That's really a pity! From now on, I will only see her poison her once until she dies. It seems that someone's heart is going to be broken into pieces!"

   Nangong Mo twitched the corners of his mouth that were a little stiff, and said after a long while: "Girl, how tired you are from beating and killing, how about I help you kill it?"

  Yunran tilted his head and looked at him for a while, "I think, you can buy me two bunches of candied haws first."

  Nangong Mo: "?!"

   Isn't it discussing murder? How did it become candied haws?

   Damn girl, is she trying to drive him away?

  Yun Ran turned around and glanced at the majestic high walls of the Shangshu Mansion, and silently curled her lips.

  【For those who want to hurt and bully you, showing weakness, ingratiating, and repaying grievances with kindness will only make them push forward and make things worse! 】

  【Repay kindness with kindness, repay grievances with sincerity, is the happy kindness! 】

  Although Nangong Mo felt that Yunran was trying to drive him away, and didn't believe her nonsense that she would wait for him in place, he obediently went to buy candied haws.

   Sure enough, as soon as he left, Yun Ran slipped away.

   It's just that, after walking less than a street, killing intent suddenly appeared in the wind.

  A cold sword came out of the sky accompanied by the biting wind with a killing intent, piercing the clouds.

  Yunran's eyes moved slightly, and his body was as nimble as a shadow of a ghost, and he turned around to avoid the sword from the god.

  One sword failed, and the visitor immediately swung the second sword, and the murderous intent rolled up by the sword swept across the sky.

  Yun Ran stared at him silently.

  Black clothes, ghost face, cold sword, a pair of cold eyes, empty and silent like a frozen lake that has been covered in dust for thousands of years, no life is flowing.

  Ye Wushang, the seventh killer of Huangquan Inn.

  Ke Yunran felt that their rankings seemed inaccurate. She had also played against the number one ranked Chi Wumei, and she felt that Chi Wumei was not Ye Wushang's opponent.

   Facing the opponent's pressing killing move, Yun Ran restrained his mind, threw the sack out, drew out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, and fought with all his strength.

  She understands his martial arts and understands her current combat power better, so she dare not underestimate the enemy.

   In the blink of an eye, the two had fought dozens of rounds, and the wind howled in the arena, rolling up bursts of flying sand and rocks.

  Yunran relied on his superb lightness skills, quick-witted and dexterous adaptability, and even though his internal strength was far inferior to him, he was able to draw with him.

   The outcome has not been decided for a long time.

  Ye Wushang's silent icy eyes flashed a shallow wave, but the sword in his hand did not weaken at all, and every stab of the sword was murderous.

  During the battle, Yun Ran's eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure flying in the distance.

  Thousands of thoughts rushed through Yunran's mind, and he gritted his teeth suddenly, and stabbed Ye Wushang's chest with his sword.

  The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh and blood could be clearly heard in the silent alley.

   "Lin Wanyue!"

   A scream, intertwined with distress, murderous, anger, thousands of emotions, extremely complicated!

  Yun Ran clutched her left shoulder, her beautiful little face was almost wrinkled into a bun shape, bright red blood flowed from her tender white fingers, the blood was enchanting and shocking.

  Ye Wushang was also slightly startled, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

  Originally, she could dodge the sword, but she didn't.

  Before he could think deeply, a domineering and fierce palm wind roared towards his face, and there was a murderous intent and overwhelming anger hidden in the strong wind!

  Nangong Mo slapped Ye Wushang back a few steps, he took the girl's slender waist with one hand, and led her to the roadside wall.

   Flying fingers, quickly sealed several hemostatic acupuncture points on her body.

   "Lin Wanyue, how do you feel?"

  The man's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of urgency, and more of suppressed distress and anger.

   "I...ah! What are you doing..."

  Nangong Mo didn't care much, and directly reached into her skirt to find a few small porcelain bottles filled with medicine, and asked eagerly, "Which one is for pain relief?"

  Yunran: "..."

  【Is it fair to play hooligans...】

   Enduring the pain in the wound, Yun Ran grabbed the small porcelain bottle in his hand, "I'll do it myself, be careful, stay behind."

  Behind him was the cold wind, and Ye Wushang, holding a sword in one hand, came from the sky against the wind, and Ru Ye's black clothes danced in the strong wind, like a Shura chasing his soul.

  Nangong Mo's eyes were cold and cold, like a deep sea surging with a shocking storm, deep within were hidden murderous intent.

  He waved back with one hand, and the large cloak flew away like a shadow, falling on Yunran.

  Flipping his left hand, the powerful internal force condensed in the palm, and with his sudden palm, there seemed to be a dragon chant resounding in the world.

  Suddenly there was a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and it was almost impossible to open your eyes, and you couldn't see the scene of the sky and the earth within a short distance.

  Yunran sat silently in the corner, covering the wound with one hand, pouring the pill into his mouth with the other.

   Omg! It hurt her so much!

  After swallowing three pills in a row, Yunran put away the medicine bottle, found another box of medicine powder for treating trauma, and covered the wound with the neckline of the cloak slightly.

  After doing all this well, Yun Ran turned to look at the battlefield.

  Flying sand and rocks, smog, and swords and swords seem to be intertwined into a giant net, making it impossible to see the people and things in the battle.

   She knows Wushang's martial arts well, Nangong Mo... Although he doesn't know the depth of his martial arts, but just looking at the battle situation and scene in front of him, he is probably far above Wushang.

  A master fights, the situation changes, and you can't be deceived!

  Suddenly, Yunran heard a muffled groan, followed by the sound of a sharp knife piercing through flesh and blood, and then another low groan.

   It's hard to hear much pain, but more forbearance and coldness.

  Yun Ran frowned slightly, Wushang was injured? Then he is no match for Nangong Mo!

   This fellow Nangong Mo already harbored all kinds of hostility towards him in his heart, but now...won't he really be moved to kill him?

  Yunran wanted to tell Nangong Mo not to kill him, but he hesitated.

  Expert duel, full of internal strength, it is most forbidden to be disturbed by others, if you are not careful, you will be backlashed by yourself, if you are injured, you will vomit blood, and if you are serious...

  At this moment, another black figure flew over from a distance and joined the battle in an instant.

  Looking at the figure, she looks like a woman.

   Nangong Mo's eyes were cold, looking at her as if looking at a dead person, cold and contemptuous.

   There was no mercy or hesitation in making a move.

  The visitor was not interested in fighting. After a few tricks with Nangong Moqian, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a cloud of smoke bombs flew down like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, all aimed at Nangong Mo.

  For a moment, colorful mist rose in the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, completely blinding the sight.

   "Wu Shang, let's go!"

  Amidst the smog in the sky, only a woman's low cry was heard, followed by a rustling sound.

  With his sight blocked, Nangong Mo squinted his eyes and sneered, listening to the voice to debate his position, suddenly raised his sleeves, and the long sword in his hand flew out whistling, pointing to the southwest.

  Leng Jian broke through the sky like a meteor, passing through the colorful mist, a sound was startled in the mist, accompanied by a woman's muffled groan,

  But they didn't stop, but disappeared into the deep alley together with the dissipating fog.

  Nangong Mo returned to Yun Ran's side as quickly as possible, looked at her pale face, felt a dull pain in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lin Wanyue, hold on, I'll take you to the doctor."

   Nangong Mo stretched out his hand towards Yunran to hug her, but Yunran hid aside, "Wait a minute."

   Nangong Mo's heart choked, and he looked at her nervously, "What's wrong? But the wound hurts badly? I'll give you some medicine first."

   "Do you have any ointment like Jinchuang Medicine on your body?"

   While speaking, he had already reached out to touch Yunran's skirt.

   The corners of Yunran's mouth twitched slightly, and he grabbed his hand, "I've already taken the medicine, I'm just... dizzy..."

"Dizziness?"

  When Nangong Mo heard this, his nerves tensed up to the extreme, and he reached out to tear her clothes, "Could it be that the sword is poisonous? Let me see!"

  Yunran: "..."

  【Where is reason? Calm? Can you calm down a bit? 】

  【If it weren't for the sincere look in your eyes, you would have thought you were taking the opportunity to play hooligans! 】

  Yunran covered his neckline tightly with one hand, pressed his hand with the other, and said angrily:

   "There is no poison on the sword, I... I may have lost too much blood, so I am dizzy... I am... blood deficient... so..."

   Xu Shi was really weak. Before Yun Ran finished speaking, she closed her eyes and tilted her head before passing out.

  (end of this chapter)

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