Chapter 55

"Don't move, or I'll kill you!" Ning Lan slowly looked for the user along the cold dagger. His pale face was as bright as a piece of white paper. Cold Jun's face can't see any feelings. Only his red eyes and the blood flowing down the dagger can tell Ning Lan that this person is still a person and an unformed but still alive person.

Seeing the blood slowly falling down and falling on yourself, I couldn't help frowning after the flowers bloom soon. She didn't like it on her, especially when she was forced to accept it.

The blood drops scattered on the clothes, especially like the blood plum in winter. Is this blood? Is human blood like this? Looking at the threatening face, curious thoughts rose in my heart, like blood droplets scattered on my body, getting bigger and bigger.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you!" the cold voice sounded in my ear again. Ning Lan's deeply wrinkled eyebrows made the sea coagulate tighter. Regardless of her Qianqian jade hand, she waved away the dagger against her neck. I only heard the sound of Zizi ringing in my ears, and a stream of hot blood dripping from the white jade like plain hand.

The killer who threatened Ning Lan froze for a while. He looked at Ning Lan like a monster. At the moment, he looked squarely at the little girl who was slowly sitting up. When he saw the back of her bleeding hand, his heart twitched unconsciously.

"Don't point a knife at my neck. This feeling disgusts me. If you want to live, you must obey me." the faint tone contains great courage. This momentum suddenly makes people willing to believe that this is the child? The killer looked at the girl who had just talked to him calmly. This exquisite face should not be so calm, should it? Who is she?

"Why do you believe you?" the killer asked coldly.

Ning Lan twisted the back of her bleeding hand, slowly lifted it up and looked at it in the sun. As if this hand had never been hurt by a sharp weapon, the red liquid flowing down was not her blood, but a piece of rouge. Zheng Huan, who played with it, was unwilling to put it down.

A moment later, Ning Lan looked at the pale face again, raised her mouth gently and asked calmly, "do you have any other choice?"