Chapter 689 Whose Blood?

"I'm not afraid of danger." Nothing was more important than lan Xingxing's life.

"Then you should be careful. Qin Ouya is in a much more vicious mood than he was just now. He may attack anyone at any time. You should be careful." Juezhiyuan insisted on changing, so Jiang Xiaoyun and Jiang Bokai had to back off with the police.

"I'm here as you said, Qin Ouya. Let Lanxingxing go." Juezhiyuan stared at Qin Ouya coldly, his eyes filled with worry.

"Come closer."

"Sure."

Juezhiyuan followed Qin Ouya's orders and approached slowly. Just as Qin Ouya was about to let go of Lanxingxing, Juezhiyuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Ouya's wrist, trying to shake off the dagger he was holding. However, Qin Ouya was very alert. Juezhiyuan did not succeed in snatching the dagger immediately. All he heard was a painful sound from Qin Ouya, and Qin Ouya quickly realized that Juezhiyuan had deliberately approached him to save lan Xingxing...

The tightly held dagger in his hand frantically stabbed at lan Xingxing, trying to stop Juezhiyuan, but what he didn't expect was that when the dagger was about to fall on Lanxingxing, Juezhiyuan hurriedly reached out and took Lanxingxing into his arms. Qin Ouya's knife didn't fall on Lanxingxing. However, he streaked on Juezhiyuan's back, his bright red blood instantly stained his white shirt, like the enchanting april rose blooming all over the sky. Looking at Juezhiyuan, who had no time to care about himself, Qin Ouya took the dagger and continued to stab the jue abyss, trying to snatch the hostage from him, Lanxingxing. But just as his knife was about to land on Juezhiyuan's back again, there was a loud bang. The police sniper shot Qin Ouya's dagger, and the bullet sent Qin Ouya's dagger flying. At the same time, the police rushed up and pinned Qin Ouya to the ground.

"Zhiyuan, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Just now, she seemed to hear the sound of the dagger in Qin Ouya's hand cutting through the rags. She did not know if Qin Ouya had stabbed Juezhiyuan, because she had just heard the sound of jue zhiyuan breathing deeply. In a faint sense, she had also smelled a strong smell of blood.

"I'm fine. I'm fine." Juezhiyuan hugged Lanxingxing tightly and refused to let go for a moment, as if Lanxingxing would be taken away in the blink of an eye. It was so dangerous just now that he almost lost Lanxingxing.

"Really?" Lanxingxing sniffed, feeling much less uneasy. "But why do I smell blood? Let me see your back."

Juezhiyuan hugged her so tightly that Lanxingxing could not see Juezhiyuan clearly. She could only see his dark chest, but the smell of blood was so strong that she could not tell whether it was Qin Ouya's blood or Juezhiyuan's blood.

"No need to look. I'm really fine." Lanxingxing wanted to check his wound. As soon as he poked his head out, Juezhiyuan pushed him back into his arms. He had not recovered from the dangerous environment. At this moment, he just wanted to hug Lanxingxing for a while.

"Really?" Lanxingxing frowned, not knowing what was going on with Juezhiyuan and why he kept hugging her.

Was he too worried about himself?

But she's safe now.