Quick Wear: The host abandons the male protagonist and the NPC

Chapter 284 The Fake Eunuch Being Torn Apart by a Chariot 15

As Su Yi walked, he continued, "Of course you can choose not to carry me. After all, you are the emperor, and it is impossible for you to let a servant ride on you. I understand this. But I definitely can't go to the Tomb Clan."

She sighed, "In life, there are bound to be some regrets and trade-offs. You..."

Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed by the arms and hung on someone's back.

Su Yi:!?(?_?;?

Lan Jingrun adjusted Su Yi's position, letting her hook her arms around his neck. He held her legs with both hands and flew forward quickly, with a smile on his face.

"You reminded me that I can walk faster if I carry you on my back. In that case, it doesn't matter if there is no carriage."

Su Yi paused and asked, "So you tried so hard to keep the carriage, because you wanted it to take me?"

Lan Jingrun snorted, "How else? I am a skilled martial artist and can reach the Ancient Tomb Sect in no time. But you are so weak and you need to eat and drink tea on the way. How can you do that without a carriage?"

He said with a little regret, "Unfortunately, I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot to bring out the snacks and tea in the car."

Su Yi pursed his lips.

"That……"

She suddenly stopped, tightened her hands around Lan Jingrun's neck, and patted him gently.

Lan Jingrun's eyes turned slightly cold and he slowly stopped.

He raised his voice slightly and said calmly, "Come out."

It was quiet all around.

A light breeze blew by, gently lifting their hair, and a faint floral scent wafted over.

Su had already sensed something was wrong and had already held her breath. Seeing that Lan Jingrun hadn't reacted and his hands were still occupied, she instinctively covered his mouth and nose.

There was a slight rustling sound, and dark shadows appeared all around like ghosts.

There were more than a dozen people, all wearing ferocious ghost masks and holding double-edged scimitars that flashed blue light and were obviously poisoned.

Su Yi looked at these people secretly without saying anything.

This doesn't look like a killer sent by Lan Jingyue.

In Yi's memory, there was no department in their assassin organization that dressed up so pretentiously. Wearing a ghost mask is fine, but why write words on the mask, such as "white hair" and "green ghost"... She even saw "Hanba" and "Jiangchen"!

The name of the originator of zombies has been used, are there also "Ying Gou" and "Hou Qing"? !

Su Yi was secretly looking for these two names.

Lan Jingrun didn't say anything either.

Because his mouth was covered by Su Yi.

The hand was soft, small, slightly warm, and had a hint of the scent of pastries.

Lan Jingrun's thoughts began to wander. This seemed to be the taste of lotus crisps. Yes, she had eaten lotus crisps in the car. She always liked to eat lotus crisps, and her lips would be stained with residue.

Cherry red lips, pink scum...

Lan Jingrun's Adam's apple moved.

One person is looking for fame, the other is in a daze, both are out of touch.

The ghost-faced drought demon narrowed his eyes.

Looking at Su Yi with clear eyes, and then at Lan Jingrun who was in a daze and daydreaming, he was not sure whether he was paralyzed and hallucinated by the poison of the Intoxicating Flower.

After all, it was rumored that the Yue Emperor Lan Jingrun was a martial arts expert, so it was impossible for him to be inferior to a servant and fall into his trap so easily.

But...how can a king of a country carry a slave on his back? !

Hanba was speechless and did not dare to act rashly.

But the lowest-ranking ghost-faced white-haired one couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to end the battle quickly.

So he flashed forward, and the scimitar had already hooked towards Lan Jingrun's neck, as if Lan Jingrun would be beheaded in the next second.

Baimao was excited.

The other ghost faces also widened their eyes.

However, when the scimitar was only a hair's length away from Lan Jingrun's neck, it stopped moving.

Su Yi used all his strength in his left hand to hold the blade of the scimitar to stop it from moving forward. He changed his right hand from covering Lan Jingrun's mouth and nose to twisting his cheeks, gritting his teeth and saying, "Surrounded by demons, why are you in a daze? Are you going to die?!"

Lan Jingrun's face suddenly came back to his senses.

He dodged the blade and kicked the person in front of him away.

"I have..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, and his face turned a little red, not sure if it was because he was pinched.

Su Yi shook his arms and clenched his hands a few times to soothe the cramps in his hands that had occurred from overexerting himself.

She frowned and looked at her blue fingertips, crying, "No matter how powerful you are, you can't let your guard down. I can't beat them. My life and property depend on you, Your Majesty."

Lan Jingrun couldn't see her appearance, but when he heard how scared she was, he comforted her, "Well, hold on tight. Don't worry, leave it to me, nothing will happen."

Su Yi nodded, "hmmmm," and used his hands and feet to cling to Lan Jingrun's back like a koala.

Lan Jingrun looked coldly at the group of ghost-faced men, with indifference in his eyes.

After making sure that Su had a firm grip, he pulled his hand out, spread his five fingers into claws, and a layer of scaly green light quickly attached to his hand. With the momentum of shattering the world, he attacked the ghost-faced killers.

Hanba & other ghost faces: ...

So, he wasn't poisoned, but he was just distracted just now?

Oh shit.

How dare you look down on them like this!

The killers clenched their scimitars and attacked angrily, with the green ghost at the front.

"Qiang!"

The dragon claw and the scimitar collided, making a crisp sound and even producing a few sparks.

The green ghost was slightly startled and looked at Lan Jingrun's hand in disbelief.

He retreated hastily, but the scimitar had been caught. Then with a "bang", the blade was crushed and the blade head fell to the ground.

In the moment when the green ghost was stunned, the hard claws had pierced through his body and crushed his heart.

From the attack to the green ghost falling to the ground, it only took a breath of time.

The ghost-faced killers were startled.

They exchanged glances, and the scimitar dodged Lan Jingrun's hand and hooked at every part of Lan Jingrun's body, including Su Yi behind him, at a more tricky and fierce angle.

But he didn't hit it once.

Lan Jingrun seemed to have opened his third eye, always able to predict in advance and dodge easily.

He squeezed the blade fragments in his hand, used them as hidden weapons, and swung them out like bullets, directly piercing through the heads of several ghost faces.

Without waiting for those ghost faces to fall, he had already flashed to the side of other ghost faces, and before the other party could react, he had torn their necks or crushed their hearts.

Blood gushed out, the scene was shocking and bloody.

In a moment, half of the Ghost-Faced Killers were gone.

There was no blood on Lan Jingrun's body, even his hands, which were covered in green light, were clean.

Su Yi was secretly amazed.

It turns out that this layer of green light is a glove that protects hands from getting dirty!

555: You’re the only one who thinks so.

Hanba and Jiang Chen looked at each other, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Grass!

That woman lied to them, it's not as simple as just having some skills. She is clearly a killing god, and anyone who meets her will die.

I was really cheated!

Seeing that the leader had left, the others gave up the fight and quickly withdrew.

Just as Lan Jingrun was about to chase, he was stopped by a ghost-faced man who stood up staggeringly.