Chapter 581: No. 581: Paranoid brother does not black 77

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However, Han Qianxi did not save himself, but instead threw the short blade in his hand directly toward the person who wanted to arrest himself.

As his short blade stabbed into the chest of the masked man in front of him, another black man's sword penetrated from his back to his chest.

"Han Qianhao!"

Luo Liuyan looked at the unbelievable teenager who slowly fell down, panicked and shouted, and subconsciously wanted to start the golden finger.

"Smoke!"

But at this moment, Luo Wei had already arrived, and the sword in his hand swept the masked man with a fierce wind, and the other side took out the long sword and greeted him.

Luo Liyan saw two people entangled together, and rushed forward two steps, stumbled in front of Han Qianxi.

He glared at the glass with his eyes open, and his eyes filled with desperate sorrow, a look of inferiority.

"You...you are not my smoke..." he said intermittently, bright red blood rushing out of his mouth.

This little girl is not his smoke now!

His cigarettes will pretend, but at that time, they will not call themselves Han Qian.

Where is your own cigarette? !

And who is she? !

Han Qianxi felt so tired that his eyes closed slowly.

Don't die!

Although I am not your smoke, I don't want you to die to save me!

Luo Lanyan panicked and reached out to press the wound on the chest of Han Qianxi, trying to help him stop the blood.

But the heart has already broken a big hole, how can it stop?

The thick blood dyed the small hand of Luoyanyan, and she finally couldn't help but cry. She looked up and saw that Luoyi had a little advantage, and his guards rushed from afar. Come over and know that it is absolutely safe now.

"Small six sons, I want to use the golden finger, you help me save Han Qianxi, let his injury slightly a little, as long as it looks fierce, but let him not use the kind of obstacles." In my heart, I was afraid that I would see Han Han’s wound when I came back.

[Daddy, are you not afraid of this Han Qianwei to dismantle your identity? ! If your identity is really exposed, the task of this interface can directly fail. 】 Number 666 tentatively asked.

"Save! I said save! Since he is doing this to save me, I will save him if the mission fails. And I believe that he is not a bad person, even if I know that I am not her smoke. Children, will not tear me apart!" Luo Liyan violently roared in his heart.

No. 666 saw no more words, and the cold mechanical sound rang again.

[System prompt: open the rescue man to cover the gold finger once, deduct 50 gold beans, 2200 gold beans! 】

With the fall of the sound, Luo Liyan saw a wound in the edge of his palm, and his heart moved away.

If you don't actually see the heart that has broken a big hole, it has already recovered.

This made her finally relieved, and tears could no longer stop flowing.

"Cough! Cough!" Han Qianxi opened his eyes in pain and coughed twice.

Although I still feel that my chest is not painful, but the vitality of recovery, let him know that he is just a little different.

"Oh..." He pulled his mouth in a difficult way and gave a self-deprecating smile. "You really are not my smoke."