After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 535 Under extreme anger, pupils turned purple-gold
The horse had stopped, fell back, and nuzzled Zhiyun, as if he felt guilty.

Zhiyun endured the pain, lying flat on the ground, she reached out her uninjured hand to touch the horse: "Hey, it's none of your business, hiss..."

Someone suddenly shouted.

"Quick, help her, go in and someone help her!"

"It looks like she fell hard. That Xiong Lian is really serious about taking revenge on a woman."

"However, this is a horse race. Everyone has signed an exemption agreement. Human life is their own, and no one can blame it."

"Xiong Lian went too far and hurt a woman!"

When the people outside were about to open the door and enter the racecourse to check the situation, a figure climbed over the fence and entered the racecourse. The speed of that person was so fast that almost no one saw how he got in.

Yan Zhi didn't notice it yet, but just muttered in horror: "She, she..." Yan Zhi turned around and said to Teng Qingdu beside him, "She still..."

???

What about people?

Han Qingrang was originally standing beside Yanzhi, but now he is gone?
No, he shouldn't be leaving, right?
There was no other way, Yan Zhi had no choice but to squeeze towards the entrance, "Let me go, I am her friend, let me go in."

"Her friend seems to have gone in." Someone said slowly.

Yan Pheasant was taken aback, and took a look at the racecourse.

???

Who is the person who appears beside Zhiyun at this time, if not Teng Qingdu? !

Damn, when did he go in?

Zhiyun lay on the ground, looking at Han Qingrang who suddenly appeared in front of her, she even forgot the pain in her back for a moment.

Especially his eyes that changed color, purple gold...

His eyes changed color again.

Is it because of her?
But what surprised Zhiyun even more was that he actually entered the racecourse, so fast.

Han Qingrang seemed to want to hug her, but when his hand touched her, he frowned, raised his hand and pressed his head.

It must be the scene of her falling from the horse, which stimulated his memory.

Zhiyun realized something, and stretched out his hand in pain to push him away: "Leave me alone, I don't know you well, you'd better leave me alone..."

When she stretched out her hand, she realized that her other hand was really dislocated...

It was caused by pulling the rein with the backhand just now, and hit it hard when it landed.

The rescuers all came in, and just as they were about to approach, Han Qingrang raised his eyes with a stern look: "No one comes here."

His purple-gold eyes looked very frightening, like an Asura from purgatory, full of serenity.

Han Qingrang ignored her resistance, and slowly lifted her up from the ground with trembling hands. Seeing that he was so emotionally out of control, Zhiyun did not push him away, but was very quiet, allowing him to hug her.

"It hurts..." She frowned.

When she fell off the horse just now, it was her back that hit the ground, but it was her arm that was hurt. Being picked up by him suddenly, her arm hurt very much.

Zhiyun frowned tightly, he couldn't even lift the arm that was trying to hold his neck, it just slid off his body and hung down.

The moment her arm slipped down, Han Qingrang's heartbeat almost stopped suddenly.

He was very flustered, but he didn't know why he was so flustered, he picked her up carefully, and walked out with his head muffled.

"How is Zhiyun? How is she??"

Yan Pheasant rushed over quickly to check the situation.

(End of this chapter)