After Ling Chuan finished speaking, his figure flashed.
Pieces of leaves flew by him.
He avoided easily and went to the man in the suit.
The tip of the knife pointed to his neck.
The blade is directly embedded in his flesh and blood.
"Go back and tell your master, next time I invite you to be a guest, please be polite to me!" Ling Chuan curled up the corners of his lips and warned coldly.
The man was in Ling Chuan's hands.
Others dare not act rashly for a while.
The man in the suit glanced at the knife on his neck, his face remained unchanged, "Ling Shao! I didn't invite you, and I won't have a business relationship when I go back! Why not think about it again?"
The sight of the man in a suit crossed Ling Chuan and looked behind him.
Ling Chuan suddenly realized something.
Turned his head.
Sure enough, An Ziqing was under control, and four knives were pointed at her.
There was a frame around the neck.
"I have no time to shout or run... I'm sorry..." An Ziqing said helplessly.
"..." Seeing An Ziqing's legs were not scared.
He already feels less embarrassed!
Ling Chuan threw away the knife in his hand, "OK, you won! I will go with you! Let her go!"
So quickly compromised!
An Ziqing's eyes moved slightly.
After so many years, he is still the same and will not make fun of her life!
The man in the suit raised his lips slightly and gave an order, "Kill her!"
Ling Chuan had no time to control the man in the suit, he had already jumped far away.
"You!" Ling Chuan was furious.
Seeing An Ziqing's knife here slashed straight at her!
It's just a matter of time.
Ling Chuan's figure flashed, kicking away one.
But An Ziqing had no time to kick the knife behind him.
Can only subconsciously push An Ziqing whole person out.
An Ziqing staggered, widening his eyes as he watched the cold knife thrust into his back.
"Ling Chuan!!" An Ziqing roared and charged up.
Ling Chuan hugged her, put her in his arms, turned sideways, and kicked the person behind him.
"Ling Chuan! Why are you blocking my sword!!" An Ziqing roared, eyes full of anxiety.
Ling Chuan grinned with pain, "What's so strange, it's not the first time!"
"I'm so bad to you! Why are you over and over again... Are you a fool!" An Ziqing cursed, but eyes were full of tears. Seeing Ling Chuan unstable, she held him nervously.
"Yes! I'm a fool!" Ling Chuan said, pushing her away, "You go! These people are coming at me! Go!"
Pushing away An Ziqing again.
Ling Chuan's figure was shaking severely.
His lips were purplish red, the knife went from the back to the front-chest, and the wounds changed color!
"Toxic!!! Toxic!!!" An Ziqing shouted, pointing directly at the man in the suit not far away, "Bring the antidote!"
"It's okay for the antidote!" The man in the suit reached out and something flew out.
No matter what it is, An Ziqing wants to pick it up.
Ling Chuan pulled her and opened the thing with his hands.
It was a leaf that had penetrated his palm.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood came out.
Ling Chuan staggered to his knees.
An Ziqing's eyes were red, and he glared at the man in the suit, and held him anxiously.
"Ling Chuan! Ling Chuan!"
Hearing that cry, Ling Chuan raised his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his lips raised and laughed, "Are you happy? Don't you hate me! Now you are satisfied! An Ziqing, you can come at me with anything! Why do you want to implicate us? Child...why are you so cruel..." (end of this chapter)