2796: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

Just waiting to ambush him.

He heard Xin Wu rushing forward and wanted to come to his aid.

Lu Xinglan pulled out the long sword placed beside the horse's belly and shot down all the arrows.

But an arrow was still unusually fast, piercing his shoulder.

Half arrow, blood began to flow out after entering the meat.

Lu Xinglan glanced expressionlessly, this minor wound didn't matter to him.

He did not pull out his arrows.

Because it is pulled out, blood will flow more.

Xin Wu rode on his horse and quickly came to Lu Xinglan's body.

Lu Xinglan said in a cold voice: "Three on the east wall, two on the south corner in three steps, and more than ten people on the north side ..."

Lu Xinglan remembered the direction of the arrow just shot.

Xin nodded, then three arrows took the bow and shot towards the east.

There were three screams.

Although the others were panicked, they calmly took the arrow and bowed.

But everything is too late.

The swords shot were all shot down by Lu Xinglan.

Xin Wu is like a cruel death. Every time he makes a shot, no one can escape the punishment of his death.

One guards one attack.

Kill all assassins on the road.

Bai Weiwei heard the system say, "Someone killed the man outside the door."

Bai Weiwei was pulling her petals to make rouge, and she asked, "Who sent it?"

System: "Who else can it be, that emperor cannon fodder. I can't wait to kill the male lead immediately, but I'm so eager to murder him. It is estimated that this cannon fodder has little effect."

Bai Weiwei smiled. "Just right, Lu Xinglan was murdered, and stirred up blood to complete the task without a yellow robe."

The system nodded in agreement, then picked up the super-luxury golden diamond chicken drumstick, and took a sigh of boldness.

And Lu Xinglan dealt with those people.

Before getting started.

He was bloody, with a sword in his hand, and his hair was messy behind him.

Mostly red blood spots in a white robe.

It looks like Hongmei's upper body, and it turns red like a ghost.

Lu Xinglan stretched his hands and wiped his face without expression, he also had blood on his face, he took a light look and didn't care.

Xin Wu called the doctor.

When he habitually walked outside the room, he suddenly thought of something, his expression froze.

You have to treat the wound first and then take a bath.

Otherwise it will scare people in the house.

Lu Xinglan thought so and turned to leave.

But he heard a soft call behind him, "Fu Jun?"

Lu Xinglan froze in his footsteps, didn't return to God, but just responded with a slight hum.

Then he said, "I'm fine, take a step first."

Having said that, he lifted his foot coldly and was about to move forward.

The corner of clothing was ripped.

Lu Xinglan's whole body froze.

Holding his fingers in the corners of his clothes, he let go, and lightly caught his fingers again.

"Fu Jun, what's wrong with you?" She asked worriedly.

Lu Xinglan pursed his lips and covered his eyelashes, covering the hesitation in his eyes.

Then he turned back, exposing the blood on his shoulders, and couldn't hide it, unless he pushed her away and ran away.

But when I think of pushing her, I can't push it.

Bai Weiwei's eyes were dull for a while, then she was slightly panicked, and this panic was pressed by her.

She calmed down and said, "Enter the house, did the doctor call?"

Lu Xinglan thought she would cry, but did not expect to see only her worried look.

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, called."

She immediately took his hand and walked into the room. "There are multiple wounds on the shoulder and how deep the arrow penetrates."

In order to block the wound, Lu Xinglan did not pull out the arrow.

The flesh and blood looks strange and scary.

But Bai Weiwei calmly let him sit, brought hot water, cut his clothes, and exposed the wound.

Then he started to wipe the blood around him with hot water.

The doctor is coming soon.

He was lying on his back, and the doctor began to pull arrows.

Lu Xinglan is familiar with this scene.

But his eyes were staring at the girl crouching beside the bed, and the girl's eyes were full of worries.

Her fingers were pinching his fingertips.

The strong calmness was leaked by her trembling fingers.

She was still scared.

But refused to give him extra burden, and chose to force himself to calm down.

When the doctor pulled the arrow, Lu Xinglan was pale and his muscles tightened immediately.

Bai Weiwei exclaimed, and finally couldn't figure it out, she was helpless to hold his palm with both hands.

It seems that this action can make him better.

The doctor bandaged the wound.

Lu Xinglan just recovered his spirit. His pale face was full of sweat, but his eyes were slightly, his eyes dark and gentle.

"I'm fine."

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips and lost her lip color.

She said, "I'm fine."

Lu Xinglan was puzzled.

I saw her lowering her head, resting her eyes on his palm, and tears fell.

"You really worry me, Lu Xinglan."

Last change

I have read the comments and thank you for your encouragement.

It's a miracle for me to keep up with the readers who have been up to now.

Some readers in the comment said that piracy led to bleak book revenue, so let me put an anti-piracy chapter on it. This is one way.

But I ca n’t bear tossing you. It was previously known that anti-theft can prevent the loss of some readers, but anti-theft is too much trouble for genuine children.

I want to keep a small number of genuine baby updates silently, at least for the remaining baby watching experience.

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There is also an active comment area, I am a bit obsessive-compulsive, and I want to reply to all comments when I start responding to a comment.

Just responding to a few comments that felt unfair to others.

It has also been active, and 2,000 comments were answered at the beginning of the book.

I really couldn't let go of all the comments, and I was replying all the comments in the middle of the night.

However, staying up late writing and hurting my body, and I was broken for some time. In order to be able to go to bed earlier, I finished writing and broke the net. The comment area can't take care of it.

The group opened at that time had no time.

The network was disconnected for too long, and there was no solution to the problem in the group, and there was no response, and no comments were returned, which hurt the old readers.

The group also dispersed.

For fear of this happening in the future, I would rather read the comments than dare to return.

It would be better to be inactive than to suddenly be disconnected from the network and hurt.

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The new book also thank you for helping one hand, the rankings have just been promoted to thirteen.

I am very touched that you are willing to listen to me.

Refill.

(End of this chapter)