The green tea system is lying to me again

Chapter 568
The slender and tall figure fell like a tree, knelt down with a plop, and hit the ground heavily.

"Alan!"

Princess Hehuan opened her eyes wide and stared at the front tightly, as if she was so shocked by the scene in front of her, she was out of her mind, and only a voice urged her to go over.

No matter how afraid you are, you have to pass.

"Don't go there."

Shi Qing grabbed her arm, restraining Princess Hehuan's movement to move forward, clenched the dagger in his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly to stare at the figure at the end of the alley.

The other party obviously recognized Princess Hehuan, the long sword against the moonlight was so bright that it was dazzling, and he raised the sword without hesitation and pointed at the vital point.

Shi Qing simply put the dagger into the hands of Princess Hehuan, stepped on a long sword that fell to the ground, lightly raised his toes, and caught it neatly in mid-air, pushed Princess Hehuan behind him, and took the initiative to meet him with the sword.

Zheng——

The two swords crossed and sharpened, making a clanging sound of collision.

The man reacted quickly and quickly stepped back, sideways avoiding a sword swung by Shi Qing, the light of the sword swayed like a shadow during the fight, and the sky was as tense and chaotic as falling snow.

It can be seen that the two people's skills are evenly matched, and they can't find each other's weaknesses for a while.

The long sword stabs straight.

Shi Qing slid back, his face fell in the moonlight, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were as cold as snow, facing the opponent's fierce attack, he never saw a panic retreat in his eyes.

The sharp sword points moved towards both sides.

The man's sharp sword edge was stopped suddenly, even fearing that the sharp edge would hurt her, so the tip of the sword abruptly turned aside, opening a hole.

So that there was no resistance, Shi Qing's long sword pierced into the opponent's shoulder, and blood poured out immediately.

The masked man in black gripped the blade tightly, gritted his teeth and pulled out the blade of the sword tied to his shoulder with pain. While Shi Qing was also in a daze, he swiftly stepped onto the alley wall and turned without a trace.

"Alan!"

Shi Qing originally wanted to chase him, but when she heard Princess Hehuan's voice, she came back to herself as if awakened, and turned to look back.

That person just now...

She saw clearly that it was - Shu Yang.

"Alan..."

Princess Hehuan knelt on the ground, completely ignoring the dust and dirt on the ground, embraced Wei Lan's body, let him lean on her knee, and tightly covered Wei Lan's neck with her hands, the wound that was bleeding continuously.

"It'll be all right, you'll be all right, won't you?"

Princess Hehuan's face was as pale as paper, she bit her trembling lower lip deeply, held back the tears rolling in her eyes, gently stroked Wei Lan's handsome side face, and murmured absentmindedly to comfort herself, "It's okay, Alan Xing Wake up, I'm here, don't make me angry by pretending to be asleep, okay?"

"Wake up..."

But tears fell completely uncontrollably, dripping onto Wei Lan's bloodless cheeks.

Princess Hehuan wiped it off for him with her sleeve in shock, then raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face fiercely with her sleeve, knelt down and crawled in front of Shi Qing, grabbed Shi Qing's skirt, and looked at her with hope in her eyes .

"Husband, madam..."

"Can you help me save him?"

"Please, save him... Hehuan, please!"

The tears that had just been wiped away silently crept across his cheeks.

Princess Hehuan clung to Shi Qing's skirt, as if grabbing the only life-saving straw, knocked her forehead to the ground, and had no time to care about her face and dignity.

It is obvious that there is no cure.

Shi Qing still walked over, felt Wei Lan's pulse, said calmly, "He's dead, there's no way to save him."

(End of this chapter)