Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Jiang Yan couldn't help being a bit solemn in his eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly, squinted his eyes to look at the back when Qinglan was going away, and he couldn't help making a low voice, "Fuck!"

Shi Qinglan opened his slender legs and walked towards Chuanyang Temple.

Chuanyang Temple is located on the outskirts of the imperial capital city. This is an uninhabited ruined temple. The surrounding area has not yet been developed, and there are countless projects and abandoned projects that were abandoned halfway through.

It is terribly quiet, but also desolate to make people panic...

Shi Qinglan put her hand on the weapon on her waist, and she pressed her red lips to remain vigilant. Although she held her breath and cautiously, the slender figure exudes endless sharpness!

"Shoo-" a dagger stabbed from the side suddenly.

Shi Qinglan's eyes suddenly cooled, and she immediately stepped back and walked away. With a glimpse of her eyes, she saw the already ambushed Chi Ye Meng killer rushing towards her from all directions.

"Master Lan!" Jiang Yan's heart tightened suddenly.

At least twenty or thirty people from all over, all black clothed and hooded holding daggers, rushed towards her in a surrounding offensive.

Shi Qinglan's clear and enchanting eyes filled with Xu coolness...

Immediately, she bent over and drew a whip from her leg bag, whirled around and flicked it, and the assassins surrounding her immediately dispersed!

"Papa—" The whip sound resounded across the sky.

When someone came to the side to kill, Shi Qinglan grabbed his wrist with his left hand and raised his leg sharply to pull off in front of him. With a whip with his right hand, he dispelled the attacker next to him.

A slender figure was surrounded in the middle...

The whip shadow waved in the air like the wind, and the girl's figure was rusty and cold, and there was a sense of solemnity between the original clear eyebrows.

The killers rushed to her one after another without any gaps!

The light of the silver knife flashed in front of her eyes, and the sharp dagger stabbed her for the first time and ended up in misses, and even suffered a severe whipping or a severe kick, and was thrown to the ground.

The killer lay down one after another, wailing.

Shi Qinglan held the long whip tightly in her right hand, cold sweat in her palm, consuming her physical strength with the density of an enemy dozens of people, and the sweat on her forehead slid down the swan neck...

She pursed her red lips, suddenly raised her hand to throw a whip on a person, and then stepped on his chest, bent over and grabbed her by the collar, and asked, "Where is Qi Yexuan?"

"You...you keep walking in." The man trembled.

Who could have imagined that a lady was so fierce that he would knock down dozens of big men in minutes.

A cold light flashed under Shi Qinglan's eyes, and after kicking the person under her feet, she stepped on her long legs and continued to walk inside...

The whip dragged on the ground and rolled up a touch of dust.

Jiang Yan saw that these people were all brought down, and his hanging heart dropped slightly, but he was startled to sweat again.

"Bang—" The gun rang suddenly in my ears.

As soon as Shi Qinglan reached a distance of about 100 meters, a bullet hit her suddenly, and she immediately bent over and avoided it.

She opened her eyes and watched the bullet fly by.

Immediately, she straightened her back and looked in the direction of the gunshot, and saw countless gunmen surrounded from all sides again, almost one after another, leaving her with no chance of breathing.

"Boom, boom—"

Shi Qinglan immediately retracted the whip, put two pistols on his waist and fired several shots without blinking.

Every bullet hit the critical part of the gunman with precision, and blood spewed out suddenly, "Hey--"

Red blood splashed on Shi Qinglan's body.

There are no obvious traces on the black leather jacket, but a few blood stains soon appeared on the white bottoming shirt!

Other people's blood splashed on her clothes.

The gun-wielding killer was obviously not so easy to deal with. Shi Qinglan's breath became colder and colder. She simply took out the drug and threw it to the side, "Cough cough cough--"

Several assassins were immediately stunned by her medicine, and those a little further away were choked by her, and they were confused for a few moments.

"Bang bang bang--" Shi Qinglan took the opportunity to fire a few shots immediately.

Countless assassins fell to the ground again, but there were still a succession of people who came to kill again. Every shot was aimed at her vital part, and even countless bullets hit at the same time...

Fortunately, Shi Qinglan is not a character to provoke.

With her feet retreating, turning her body sharply, pressing her waist back, the bullets at most rubbed her hair and never hurt her at all!

But when she walked out of this wave of killers safe and sound...

The blood stains on his body were already heavy, and the white porcelain face was even splashed with blood.

The corners of the girl's eyes became a little reddish because of the solemnity. Even if the blue silk was coiled, the strands of broken hair that fell on the ears still showed a little messy charm.

She still walked towards the temple firmly and unfavorably...

Shi Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little cold in her palms, because she knew that the bullets might be running out. The first wave was holding a dagger, and the second wave was holding a gun. She didn't know what she would face next.

"Papa Papa--"

Until a few applause suddenly sounded!

The long-dust-covered wooden door of the ruined temple was creaked open, and a figure stood in the temple. Shi Qinglan was dazzled by the light from the setting sun in the direction of Chuanyang Temple.

She narrowed her eyes, and after adjusting to the light, she saw Qi Yexuan standing in the temple arrogantly, curling her lips and looking at her with interest, "Sure enough, I looked down upon her for a while."

He has been a bit tougher than he was two years ago.

These two groups of people add up to at least a hundred people before and after, whether it is the blade of the dagger or the bullet even smeared with poison!

Qi Yexuan doesn’t need them to hurt her vitals. Even if she suffers sporadic injuries, the poison will quickly penetrate into her body. She can’t wait until she walks to the temple to see Lan Chu, and she will be poisoned. He died violently in this wilderness.

But she happened to be... not hurt at all!

"Where is Lan Chu?" Shi Qinglan's voice was slightly cool.

She stepped on her slender legs and walked in the direction of Chuanyang Temple, regardless of what was waiting for her inside.

Qi Yexuan's lips twitched lightly, "Why not come in and have a look?"

When the sound fell, he slowly turned around and walked back to the temple.

The girl's eyes narrowed, she followed Qi Yexuan without hesitation, and a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes as soon as she stepped into the temple.

Shi Qinglan is very familiar with medicine and poison. She immediately raised her hand to cover her nose and mouth with her arm and turned around. The medicine spilled on her back without invading the lungs, and then she was snatched and held her head against her.

"Papa—" The cold muzzle came behind her head.

More than that, many assassins rushed over in an instant, forming a circle and all pointed their guns at the vital parts of her body.

Shi Qinglan's heart sank slightly, still asking her most concerned question, "Where is Lan Chu?"

Qi Yexuan did not expect that she cared about others.

He looked at the girl with great interest, and he felt more and more interesting about this matter-she seemed to be angry.