The man in fine clothes didn't care at all about Lin Zhanqing's crazy look, and still had a faint smile on his lips.

The man in coarse linen clothes had been following the man in the Chinese clothes two steps away. At this time, his eyes were half-squinted with great force. He was obviously very nervous. He said to the man in the Chinese clothes:

"Senior brother, don't go forward! Come back first! Something will really happen to my junior sister!"

The man in fine clothes looked confident. He turned to the man in coarse linen and linen and said:

"Junior brother, don't worry! Those two little thieves will never dare to do anything!"

After the man in fine clothes finished speaking, he turned his head and flicked his left hand, and a hidden weapon with silver light flew past. It was like a small flying knife or other hidden weapon.

The man in rich clothes was less than twenty steps away from Lin Zhanqing. The move was so fast that Lin Zhanqing had no choice but to avoid it.

No matter where Lin Zhanqing hid, he had no time to make matching movements. However, Lin Zhanqing used a method that did not require any coordination of movements. He tilted his head back and lay directly on the ground. Only then did he avoid the insidious blow of the man in rich clothes.

However, Li Chan had been restrained by Lin Zhanqing. Lin Zhanqing's sword never left Li Chan's neck.

Lin Zhanqing just lay down on the ground to avoid the hidden weapon of the man in fine clothes. But he forgot that Li Chan was still under him.

At this moment, Li Chan's throat had been completely severed, and her eyes were wide open with an incredible expression. Her head shook slightly, and she tried hard to look at the man in the Chinese clothes. Unfortunately, she could not do it. Li Chan looked at Lin Zhanqing again,

road:

"Play...play..."

Li Chan was unable to speak any more and closed her eyes completely.

Lin Zhanqing's eyes were filled with tears and she said:

"The show is ruined! I'm sorry, sister! Our acting skills are not good!"

Poor Li Chan was finally forced to death by Lin Zhanqing's sword due to a strange combination of circumstances under repeated pressure from the men in Chinese costumes.

The man's eyes seemed to be about to pop out of his head. He shook his head, indicating that he could not believe that Li Chan died so miserably in front of his eyes.

The man in coarse linen clothes was stunned on the spot for a moment. It took him a long time to recover, and he looked up to the sky and screamed.

Dongfang Wan looked at Li Chan's miserable death, tears couldn't stop rolling in her eyes, but she still held back the tears and didn't let them fall.

Lin Zhanqing was the one who reacted the fastest. While the Washington man, the man in coarse linen clothes and Dongfang Wan were still in a daze, Lin Zhanqing got up and mounted his horse and shouted to Dongfang:

"Hurry! Mount your horse! Let's go!"

At the same time, Lin Zhanqing slashed the third horse's neck with his sword. The horse let out a wail and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan had just mounted their horses and were about to leave, when the man in fine clothes and the man in coarse linen cursed hurriedly:

"The murderer of my junior sister! Don't even think about running away!"

The man in Washington and the man in coarse linen clothes both drew their swords from their sheaths and were about to use their sword moves at the next moment.

However, Lin Zhan had predicted it early in the morning and struck at the two men in fine clothes with his sword. The long sword flashed with azure sword light and turned into a dozen azure blue blades and swept away.

The two men in fine clothes could only evade for the time being. By the time the sword passed through, Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan had already run far away to the east on horseback.

The two men quickly led their horses to chase, but the horse of the man in coarse linen clothes was here, and the horse of the man in fine clothes was on the west side of the mountain. From here to the east, there is at least forty or fifty miles to go before there is a market town. There is also a market town.

It's hard to find anyone selling horses.

The man in fine clothes took a deep breath and said:

"Junior brother, go and wait at the foot of the mountain. I'll ride the horse over!"

…

Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan ran all the way, not daring to stop all morning. It was not until midnight that they prepared to rest in a wild forest at the intersection of Yuzhou and Qilu.

Lin Zhanqing was very reluctant at this time. The injury on his left arm seemed to have not healed and blood began to ooze out again. Lin Zhanqing almost fell from the horse. Fortunately, Dongfang Wan got off the horse early and caught Lin Zhanqing with his hands.

Lin Zhanqing slowly lay on the ground with Dongfang Wan's support.

Dongfang Wan took the water bag from the horse and gave Lin Zhanqing a drink of water.

Lin Zhanqing's eyelids were half open and he was already a little confused. Dongfang Wan gently pressed his forehead to Lin Zhanqing's forehead. The moment he pressed it against Lin Zhanqing's forehead, Dongfang Wan's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Lin Zhanqing had a fever, and the fever was severe. In this wilderness, there was nowhere to seek medical advice. Moreover, there were soldiers chasing him, so it was difficult to even get a good rest.

Lin Zhanqing had a fever at this time and his left hand was seriously injured. For Dongfang Wan, this was a disaster that would destroy everything!

Dongfang Wan shed tears. Dongfang Wan, who had always had a cold personality, shed tears. Tears fell drop by drop. Gradually, tears fell from the corners of her eyes like a river that had opened its gates.

But Dongfang Wan didn't cry at all, only tears could not stop flowing. In this way, she really didn't look like a little girl, but she looked more upright and manly.

Lin Zhanqing was unconscious and muttered in a daze,

"Cold...cold..."

Lin Zhanqing's body began to curl up subconsciously, and she wanted to hold her hands in front of her chest, but her injured left hand shook a few times and seemed to feel some pain, so she did not lift it up.

Only his right hand was placed on his chest, and his whole body was trembling.

Seeing this, Dongfang Wan looked distressed. But there was nothing to keep warm at this time. Mattress, cloth, extra clothes, nothing to keep warm.

Dongfang Wan had a look of helplessness on her face and looked around casually. Then she looked at Lin Zhanqing, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

Dongfang Wan untied her clothes, allowing herself to completely expose her breasts. Then she untied Lin Zhanqing's clothes, exposing her breasts as well.

Dongfang Wan slowly lay on Lin Zhanqing, hugged Lin Zhanqing tightly, and used her own body temperature to warm Lin Zhanqing.

In this way, although there was no heating thing like a quilt, Lin Zhanqing gradually stopped shivering and her body slowly relaxed under the warmth of Dongfang Wan.

Dongfang Wan hugged Lin Zhanqing tightly like this for a full hour. During this hour, Lin Zhanqing slept peacefully.

Unknowingly, it was about halfway through Shenshi. The sun began to set from the west, just lighting up some clouds.

Lin Zhanqing slowly opened her eyes, and Dongfang Wan's flawless little face of a fairy in heaven was nestling on Lin Zhanqing's shoulder.

Dongfang Wan's whole body was soft and fragrant, and she lay on Lin Zhanqing's body, hugging Lin Zhanqing tightly.

Lin Zhanqing suddenly became at a loss. Lin Zhanqing carefully turned her head and looked at Dongfang Wan.

However, the moment Lin Zhanqing turned around, Dongfang Wan felt that Lin Zhanqing had woken up. Dongfang Wan hurriedly raised her head from Lin Zhanqing's shoulder, looked at Lin Zhanqing intently, and said:

"Junior brother Lin had a fever just now. Are you feeling better now?"

At such a close distance, their eyes were almost face to face. Lin Zhanqing's whole body was already heating up, but he was a little at a loss.

After a moment of trance, Lin Zhanqing

Only then did she realize that Dongfang Wan had unbuttoned her clothes and was hugging her.

Hotness surged into my heart and spread throughout my body, stimulating an uncontrollable state.

Lin Zhanqing gave in to her desire and wanted to turn over again. But this time before she could stand up, Dongfang Wan grabbed her right hand as soon as she stretched out her right hand and pinned it to Lin Zhanqing's chest.

Dongfang Wan half-raised her body, and the softness on her chest was openly exposed to Lin Zhanqing. She looked at Lin Zhanqing with calm and gentle eyes and said:

"Junior Brother Lin is a little bad guy. What do you want to do this time? His left hand is seriously injured and he has a fever. Now he has bad thoughts. Junior Brother Lin doesn't want his life anymore?"

Lin Zhanqing's whole body was filled with heat at this time, and he had already lost himself. He couldn't care less about this and that, so he said:

"I, Lin Zhanqing, am dying! Senior Sister Dongfang, please do a good job!"

Before Lin Zhanqing finished speaking, she stood up again.

This time Dongfang Wan was not polite at all, grabbed Lin Zhanqing's neck, held Lin Zhanqing down, and said sternly:

"Senior Sister, be honest! If you have bad intentions at this time, you, Mr. Lin, will die! At least give Senior Sister a rest now!"

Dongfang Wan pinched her so hard that Lin Zhanqing was already out of breath. She struggled to beg for mercy:

"Senior Sister Dongfang... have mercy on me. I... I am honest."

Dongfang Wan still didn't let go of Lin Zhanqing's hand, but pinched her harder. Lin Zhanqing's face turned red from Dongfang Wan's pinch, and she began to cough muffledly.

Dongfang Wan still looked at Lin Zhanqing with calm and gentle eyes and said:

"Junior Brother Lin is really honest?"

Lin Zhanqing shouted anxiously:

"Good senior sister! Be honest! Junior brother, I am being honest!"

Dongfang Wan then let go of his hand. The moment Dongfang Wan let go of his hand, Lin Zhanqing coughed loudly several times, and then breathed heavily. After a while, she gradually returned to normal breathing.

But Dongfang Wan kept lying on Lin Zhanqing, letting Lin Zhanqing cough and gasp for air, without any intention of hiding away.

Lin Zhanqing was so troubled by Dongfang Wan that she had no desire at all, but she was still greedy for Dongfang Wan's fragrance and body temperature, and was reluctant to get up and leave from Dongfang Wan.

Lin Zhanqing looked at Dongfang Wan, the two of them were just touching the tips of their noses, and said:

"I'm cold, senior sister, can you..."

Before Lin Zhanqing had the nerve to say the rest, Dongfang Wan replied cheerfully:

"Junior Brother Lin really has bad intentions. As long as Junior Brother rests honestly, Senior Sister will be here and won't leave."

Lin Zhanqing said:

"Just...hug...hug?"

Dongfang Wan said:

"That's it, hold it."

After Dongfang Wan finished speaking, she buried her head in Lin Zhanqing's shoulder and hugged Lin Zhanqing tighter.

Lin Zhanqing could clearly feel that Dongfang Wan's body temperature was continuously warming her body.

The delicate body, the fragrant breath, and the warm body temperature. Lin Zhanqing only felt an indescribable enjoyment, as if she had arrived in a bright place, and her body and mind were bathed in a soft, bright light that nourished the soul.

Lin Zhanqing had no desire at this time, and indeed did not dare to have the slightest desire. Dongfang Wan's skills were not a joke, but the enjoyment of being held tightly by Dongfang Wan was no less than the pleasure of desire.
Chapter completed!