Warm liquid dripped on his forehead, one drop, two drops...more and more.

Feng Qin opened his eyes suddenly and was surprised to see Jiang Lan kneeling in front of her, clutching the dagger in the bodyguard's hand with both hands.

She gritted her teeth and frowned in pain. The cold sweat on her forehead merged with the tears on her face, and gathered on her chin along her pale cheeks.

Jiang Lan kept taking deep breaths, suppressing the pain in his palm, and blood flowed down the dagger.

Half of it fell on the ground, and half fell on Fengqin's forehead, and then slipped from Fengqin's forehead, leaving long red marks on his face.

"Jiang Lan..." Feng Qin murmured her name.

Jiang Lan trembled with lips, looked down at him with difficulty, and then turned to look at Lu Jingchi.

There was no smile on Lu Jingchi's face at this moment. He just stared at Jiang Lan, his dark eyes seemed to be darker than before, with an inexplicable undercurrent surging inside.

The bodyguard did not dare to exert any more force. He was holding the dagger at a loss and did not dare to move for fear of causing secondary damage to Jiang Lan.

Isn't all the trouble today caused by Jiang Lan and Feng Qin running away?

Therefore, the bodyguard is not stupid and would not dare to attack Jiang Lan.

Seeing that Lu Jingchi was still indifferent, Jiang Lan opened her mouth and tried to make some sound, but she failed.

At this moment, Lu Jingchi suddenly stood up and walked towards Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan's eyes followed his footsteps, feeling extremely uneasy.

Lu Jingchi came to her, stretched out his long fingers, grabbed Jiang Lan's collar, and lifted her up from the ground.

"Jiang Lan, how long have you known him?"

His voice was low and magnetic, mixed with a hint of anger, but it was controlled so well that you could hardly hear the words unless you listened carefully.

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment. How long she and Feng Qin had known each other...she didn't know.

She only knew that when she saw the clean and clear smile on Feng Qin's face, she was sure that Feng Qin would not hurt herself.

That's all.

Lu Jingchi locked his eyes on her face, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Why didn't I know that you and him already have such a deep relationship."

"We all want to die for each other, huh?"

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled, and her lips trembled, not knowing what expression to use in response to him.

He pinched Jiang Lan's chin, turned her head away, and asked her to look at Feng Qin, "I want to see if you can survive if he dies."

Jiang Lan's heart dropped rapidly, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart and pulling her heart down into the ice cellar.

Lu Jingchi said coldly: "Kill him."

Jiang Lan was shocked, her eyes widened, and she struggled desperately, but was restrained in Lu Jingchi's arms.

She tried her best but could not break free from the man's restraint. She grabbed Lu Jingchi's collar and shook it, and the blood stained a large area of ​​his black windbreaker.

The bodyguard hesitated a little.

Feng Qin also saw Jiang Lan almost collapsed, and his expression was a little complicated.

The harder Jiang Lan struggled, the tighter Lu Jingchi held her.

Lu Jingchi didn't look at her, so even her prayers seemed so feeble.

Jiang Lan opened his mouth, the breath in his chest overflowed from his throat, and he let out a hoarse and subtle sob.

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, then Lu Jingchi suddenly threw Jiang Lan away, stepped forward and took the dagger from the bodyguard's hand.

Everyone was shocked that he actually wanted to kill Feng Qin with his own hands!
Chapter completed!