207. Is the king hungry? Is there anything to eat? 3
"The bed belongs to me, you can find the space yourself. I don't want to be so overbearing, but it is necessary because I accidentally sprained my foot when I was trying to drag you up from the hot spring. So, in order to repay me,
You probably won't fight with me." After saying that, Qu Tan'er stood up, walked to the bed, and lay down lazily. It was comfortable, and sure enough, there was still a bed.
The place is more comfortable.
"Injured? Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
Mo Liancheng's eyebrows were lightly knitted. No wonder she had been sitting there and not moving for several hours.
"..." Qu Tan'er glanced sideways at him, "My lord, you never asked me."
The next moment, Mo Liancheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, checking her ankles.
Sure enough, it swelled up...
"Idiot!" Suddenly, Mo Liancheng's eyes turned cold, and he quickly pulled the person on the bed into his arms. In an instant, he avoided the bed, lifted up a quilt, and shook away the sudden cold arrow. He hugged him again.
She rolled over and overturned the table, blocking most of the cold arrows!
Qu Tan'er was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.
"Mo Liancheng, didn't you say the killer wouldn't come down?"
"Um...the estimate was wrong."
Mo Liancheng smiled awkwardly and spoke in an understatement, as if his estimate was wrong, which is... normal. Then, his eyes fell on her ankle, "How is it? Does it hurt?"
"It's okay." It hurts, how could it not hurt?
"Are you sure you're fine?" Mo Liancheng stared at her, not believing her at all that she was fine.
"I'm very good."
"Then why are you sweating?"
"Isn't it too hot?" Damn it, you talk so much, but you still don't let people live. Are there a bunch of killers outside? Before Qu Tan'er had time to calm down, without paying attention, Mo Liancheng hugged him.
He got up. He even kicked the door open and stepped out.
Under the darkness, there were indeed more than ten masked men standing.
However, compared to the ones on the top of the cliff, it is obviously less.
"Hey, what a coincidence, who are you looking for?" Qu Tan'er waved her little hand and greeted them cordially.
Mo Liancheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Fortunately, the face of the masked man was covered with black cloth, and it was also night, so he couldn't see clearly. But I guess it wouldn't be much better.
"Eighth Prince, you are quite lucky. You are still alive after falling. But tonight is the day you die! Brothers, kill!" The leader, a tall man in black, shouted.
This group of people no longer looked like they were dragging their feet on the cliff. As soon as they saw Mo Liancheng, they immediately rushed forward. However, it was impossible to doubt that they were not the same group, because the masked man who just spoke could also tell from the accent.
, he also said it on the top of the cliff. It was the man who rushed out in a rage and wanted to kill Mo Liancheng and the others.
I saw a dozen killers rushing up.
Mo Liancheng remained calm. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and asked the person in his arms, "Do you think they have the ability to take my life?"
"You did it on purpose." She frowned slightly, not knowing what medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"Tell me about it, I want to hear it." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly and confirmed her statement.
"What are you listening to? Can you remind me before making a decision?! And then find a private place for me to hide? Bastard!..." Qu Tan'er hated herself for scolding him too late, and it was all in vain. Seeing that
Chapter completed!