His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 567 Who Killed Who?

She staggered, and before she could take a few steps, she fell to the ground all of a sudden, her strength was pulled away, and she couldn't stand still.

"Xiao Yan'er, you are so cruel!"

The man walked forward slowly, looked at Lan Xiyan, his crimson eyes were icy cold, his lips were thin and his teeth were light, and every word was stern.

"Not me, I didn't."

Lan Xiyan shook her head vigorously, and stepped back, refusing his approach.

His wound opened again, blood trickled out, slid down his clothes, and dripped into the snow.

The snow all over the sky, a piece of snow white, is all dyed bright red.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, the blood on his body flowed faster and faster, and his face became paler.

Seeing him approaching, Lan Xiyan yelled in fright, but panicked to the extreme.

"Do you feel it still beating?"

The man spoke coldly, then suddenly squatted down and grabbed Lan Xiyan's hand, and pressed it against his chest.

The sudden touch was so frightening that Lan Xiyan couldn't even speak clearly. She widened her eyes and looked at the face so close, but she didn't know what to say at this moment.

Touching the wound on his chest with her finger, feeling the beating of his heart, Lan Xiyan was startled and quickly withdrew her hand.

Hands full of blood donations came into view, the pungent smell of blood wafted from the tip of the nose, and my heart suddenly became ashamed.

"what!"

Lan Xiyan yelled and woke up from the dream instantly.

Her heart was beating violently, she was sweating profusely, and her clothes were already soaked in sweat. She hadn't recovered for a long time.

She killed him?

She did it?The scene in the dream was so real and vivid, the feeling of holding the sword in his hand, the feeling of his fingers touching his heart.

Hands full of blood donations, the pungent smell of blood, the sky full of snow, the sky full of red...

His eyes were sour, and tears rolled down his cheeks, dripping on the pillow and making a silent attack.

Lan Xiyan opened her eyes, stared blankly at the roof, felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, which tugged at her nerves, and her whole body felt as if she had been tortured.

They, who killed whom?

In a daze, suddenly a furry thing came out of her arms, and its little tongue licked her face lightly, licking away the tears on her face.

Lan Xiyan was taken aback for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she saw the little fox in front of her, her nose sore, she stretched out her hand to hold the little fox in her arms, and the tears in her eyes became more urgent.

"I only have you."

With thin lips and light teeth, she murmured in a low voice, her eyes full of disappointment.

The blockage of the left atrium was severe, causing inexplicable pain all over her body, which made her feel sad.

The little fox didn't make any noise, and lay quietly in Lan Xiyan's arms, a glint of darkness flashed in his pitch-black eyes, and then disappeared.

Because of being punished for plagiarism, the relationship between Shu Wan'er and Lan Xiyan got even worse and became like a hot water.

Ling Yunxuan would always stand up for Lan Xiyan every time, and there would inevitably be times when she and Shu Wan'er would fight each other.

Sometimes they would fight violently, and Lan Xiyan didn't want to deal with Shu Wan'er's targeting of her.

As long as Shu Wan'er doesn't go too far, she doesn't want to get into trouble, let alone teach her a lesson.

Before I knew it, ten days had passed in Baiyun Mountain, and the courses of Elder Ji Yun and several other senior brothers were also speeding up.

The basic formulas and spiritual power exercises are taught to new disciples, and the rest is to comprehend and practice spiritual power.

Lan Xiyan is a waste of spiritual power. Although her body can cultivate spiritual power, she has no spiritual power at all.

Lan Xiyan was particularly troubled by this.

(End of this chapter)