When the fire started, the man in black saw Du Qiaoyun's appearance and saw that there was blood in her neck. The man in black quickly lifted her long hair to check. When he saw the words engraved on Du Qiaoyun's neck, a pair of originally cold and silent eyes seemed to suddenly reflect into two burning flames, and the dead branches that he held in his hand to add to the fire also quietly turned into dust.
The man in black raised his hand and gently stroked the bloody big character on Du Qiaoyun's neck. He took out a medicine bottle from his arms. It seemed that he wanted to give Du Qiaoyun medicine, but the medicine bottle was held in his hand for a long time, but there was no action.
Du Qiaoyun in a coma seems to suddenly feel unwell and hum softly.
Du Qiaoyun's voice makes the man in black come back to his senses. He slowly turns away the cold and silent eyes, and seems unable to bear to see the next picture.
The man in black pulled out the bottle stopper and carefully poured out some powder from it. Just as he was about to put it on Du Qiaoyun's neck, his ears moved. Then he held Du Qiaoyun and left from the original place as fast as lightning.
As soon as the man in black left, there was a shining dart coming, which was right in the position where the man had just stood.
If the man slows down a little bit, he may have been pierced by darts.
He looked up coldly, but did not speak. It seemed that he had no interest in the identity of the person who came and why the other party suddenly attacked him.
Just because a man in black doesn't speak doesn't mean that no one will.
The man looked at Du Qiaoyun, who was held unconscious in his arms by the man in black, with deep worry in his eyes.
When he looked up at the man in black, his eyes turned to anger.
"Let her go! Who the hell are you? What's the point of catching her? "
"You It's Who is it? "
It seemed that the man in black had not said anything for a long time. When he opened his voice, it was as rough as a stone.
The bearer, Xie Zhifeng, could not help frowning deeply when he heard such a voice.
Looking at his figure, this man seems to be familiar with it. It seems that he has seen it before and left a deep impression on him.
But as soon as the other side opened, the voice was so strange.
He had never heard such a voice, otherwise he would have been impressed.
Xie Zhifeng, as a top Marquis, had his own way of distinguishing people.
He could conclude that although the man was wearing a ghost mask, his voice and body were not disguised.
He felt that the figure of the other person was a little familiar. It should be that he had contacted and left a deep impression on him, but his voice was something he had never heard of. Moreover, the man's breath was dark and mysterious, very special. If he had really contacted such a person, he could not have no impression.
Who in the end is he has seen and is still impressed, but has not heard each other's voice?
Xie Zhifeng doubts the identity of the other party, so he keeps searching in his mind for people he has met before, only to find that the man in front of him and all the people he has contacted before are not right.
He can only temporarily put down the immediate doubts, first try to save Du Qiaoyun.
"I'm Xie Zhifeng, the future husband of the woman you're holding. Can you explain why you want to abduct my fiancee?"
Originally, people who were scouts would easily not reveal their identity to anyone.
But I don't know why, Xie Zhifeng sees that the man is holding Du Qiaoyun's appearance, his heart is very displeased, and he blurts out his future husband's identity to declare sovereignty.