Shen Qingsi's body trembled even more, and she fell into deep tangles.

If she runs, she still has a chance of survival, but if she doesn't run, she will die.

With a flash of determination in his eyes, Shen Qingsi turned around and ran away without even saying a word!!

Seeing this, Bao'er raised his lips and smiled, soothed the followers behind him, pulled up the bowstring, pointed at Shen Qingsi's figure, and shot directly!

"ah!!!"

The arrow suddenly hit her knee, and Shen Qingsi fell to the ground hard. Her beautiful clothes were immediately stained with dust, and she was in a very messy state.

"Oops, the shot missed." Bao'er stepped forward with a little regret and looked down at Shen Qingsi: "I originally wanted you to run a little longer."

Shen Qingsi struggled to get up. There were some beads of sweat on her face, and she raised her eyes to look at her.

She was panting rapidly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Yuan Baoer stared into her eyes and slowly squatted down, "How does it feel to be fooled?"

"..." Shen Qingsi bit her lower lip in humiliation, her almond-shaped eyes already filled with mist: "It's you who is stupid! You would trust someone you just met not long ago."

"I am quite stupid." Yuan Baoer smiled and was not angry, "But you didn't get any advantage, right? If you want to blame it, you can only blame it on unfair fate."

This sentence is now returned intact.

Yuan Baoer stood up and was about to take action when she suddenly felt a figure approaching from the corner of her eye. With quick eyesight and hands, she quickly pressed her heart and stepped back.

A cold light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, it was a scimitar, and it just slipped in front of her!!

Ye Zhanqiu!

He seemed to appear out of thin air, picking up Shen Qingsi from the ground, holding the scimitar in his hand beautifully behind his back, and the black gauze covering his face was slightly lifted by the wind, revealing his sinister eyes.

Cold eyes, similar to Fu Sichen's.

"Hidden pretty quickly," he said.

Although he looked very handsome when he appeared, his body was already covered with wounds of all sizes, many of which were whip wounds and the flesh was torn apart.

It was probably Fu Sichen who beat him.

It seems that he fought with Fu Sichen from the door and escaped to save others.

Bao'er saw that more and more of his people were surrounding him, gradually surrounding Ye Zhanchou and the others in the center, making it difficult to escape from here.

A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she stared at him with bright eyes:

"thanks to you."

"It seems that you have fused with King Gu, and the fusion is going very well." Ye Zhanchou's tone was a little angry, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Shen Qingsi: "It's a blessing in disguise."

During the conversation, Fu Sichen walked over slowly.

He was holding a blood-soaked steel whip in his hand, but his dark robe was not affected at all. He walked lazily to Yuan Baoer's side and looked down at the two people opposite him.

When Ye Zhanchou saw him, his breathing quickened a little, and he took Shen Qingsi behind him.

But Shen Qingsi noticed Ye Zhanchou's purpose, but avoided him, holding back the pain and standing in front of him: "If you want to kill, just kill me. Everything is what I want to do." , has nothing to do with him!!"

Yun Sinian looked on from the side and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Eh? So affectionate? That guy in the back, you let your own wife stand in front of you, isn't it a little bad?"

Ye Zhanchou's face darkened, and he directly pulled Shen Qingsi in front of him behind him:

"She is not my wife."

Shen Qingsi's face turned pale, and she stared at him in shock and deep sadness.

How should I put it? Obviously I am here to settle a score with someone, but it seems like I am watching a love story again.

A little unhappy.

Yuan Baoer looked at Ye Zhanchou and saw that his tall body was tightly protecting the person behind him, like a wall.

And this wall, holding a scimitar in his hand, seemed to be looking towards Fu Sichen:

“It’s true that God is not as good as man.”

"It was you who killed Zuo Zhaoran." Although Fu Sichen's tone was indifferent, his eyes were like hooks and he clenched the steel whip in his hand.

Ye Zhanchou, who was opposite him, nodded happily:

"Yeah, want to know why?"

He spoke with a smile, as if chatting with family, and took off the bamboo hat on his head:

"because this."

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Yuan Baoer was also shocked.

Although the man in front of him was about forty years old, he still had handsome features. The face that was almost the same as Fu Sichen's was carved from the same mold.

But there is one difference.

From the left side of his forehead, another big, creepy bump grew.

It was as if there was a baby's head attached to his head. It was red, swollen, and horrifying, and it seemed like blood would burst out when pricked with a needle.

But Ye Zhanchou was very calm.

The strange looks around him seemed like a daily routine for him. He casually threw the bamboo hat to the ground: "Do you know who I am?"

His frivolous gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Fu Sichen, and the corner of his mouth curled up:

"I am your brother."

A faint light flashed through Fu Sichen's dark eyes, and Yun Sinian beside him was the first to retort: ​​"That's nonsense, Fu Sichen is an only child and has no brothers at all!!"

"Of course you won't know, because I was abandoned by that man as early as the beginning." Ye Zhanchou said calmly, raising his hand and pointing to the bag on his forehead:

"Because of it, it has been with me since I was born. It's strange. We are obviously twins, but I have a growth, but you don't."

Mentioning this matter, Ye Zhanchou's ferocious expression showed a trace of compassion:

"Because of this thing, I was abandoned by my father, ridiculed and played with by others. But you are different, Fu Sichen." His eyes suddenly flashed with light, as if with yearning and hatred for his other self:

"You were born as a child prodigy. You learned everything very quickly. You also composed some moon-picking music. Everyone respected you, admired you, and feared you. That man gave you everything and let you inherit it. But those things, too I should have my share."

Ye Zhanchou looked at Fu Sichen obsessively, his calm expression gradually turned into a ferocious expression, and he pointed at himself unwillingly:

"Obviously I should have my share!!"

His eyes were red, as if he was on the verge of madness, and he was pacing back and forth irritably:

"We are brothers, we are obviously brothers! Why should all the good things come from you!!"

"So I hate you, and I want to tear you into pieces! But how could I let you die so easily?"

Ye Zhanchou grinned, staring at him and smiling like a fool:

"I want you to be like me and taste the feeling of losing everything. If you like Zuo Zhaoran, she will die, and this Yuan Baoer should also die. I didn't expect her life to be tough, but I am already very happy. "

He walked forward and looked at Fu Sichen: "Were you sad when Zuo Zhaoran died?"
Chapter completed!