Chapter 412

Lying on the small bed, Mengmeng gasped for a long time. Then she slowly opened her eyes and saw Qiao Yanran in front of her. Tears fell down in an instant.

"Brother --"

Mengmeng's voice trembled a little, and the whole person got into Qiao Yanran's arms, his shoulders trembled a little, and some unconsciously murmured: "there's someone in the room, just on the roof, Mengmeng is so scared, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Qiao Yanran patted her on the back to give her comfort.

But her eyes were cold.

If it's to deal with her directly, it's all right. When she sees a move, it's just a move. But if it's cute, it's bound to touch her bottom line.

Qiao Yanran comforted for a long time. Mengmeng recovered a little. Exhausted, she went to sleep again.

She didn't sleep well.

Mengmeng holds Qiao Yanran's collar tightly with a pair of small hands. On her long black eyelashes, there is a drop of wet tears. She looks very fragile.

[diddiddidi - Mengmeng's liking degree + 6. At present, the liking degree is 53 points. Qiao Qiao, please make persistent efforts. 】The sound of xiaoyuwan rings in Qiao Yanran's ear.

Qiao Yanran listened to the broadcast of xiaoyuwan, but there was not much expression on her face.

She looked around the room carefully, especially the position of the roof, and finally saw the woman lying on the roof in Mengmeng's mouth.

Qiao Yanran wants to put Mengmeng on the bed, but Mengmeng holds her collar tightly, and her hands are all white.

She is a little distressed and afraid of Mengmeng. Now she has tender skin and brittle bones, and she doesn't break them hard. If it hurts Mengmeng, it's not good.

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand, and a blood red sword was suspended in her palm.

She reached out and firmly grasped the handle of the sword. Her toes gently touched the ground. She jumped into the air and stabbed the woman on the roof mercilessly.

The woman sees the long sword in Qiao Yan Ran's hand, some disdain color on the face.

If it was a wooden sword or something, she would like to hide, but this kind of sword had no effect on her even though it was gaudy.

After all, she didn't even have a sword to hide from, but now she didn't even have a sword.

The next second, however, the sharp sword stabbed her in the chest.

Some women can't believe it. When they lower their heads, they see the position of their chest, gurgling with deep red blood.

The blood red long sword sucked a lot of blood, and the whole sword body was full of a treacherous breath with evil spirit.

"Yes, I think you are very capable. You want to hurt my sister?"

Qiao Yan Ran coldly looked at her one eye, took the long sword back.

It's very important to keep alive. Maybe you can find out some secrets about Jieshou from her.

Woman: --

She felt a little wronged when she heard about it.

The master sent her to deal with Yang Qinglan, but Yang Qinglan is too evil! The dreamland she worked out had no effect on her at all!

Even she didn't respond.

At that time, she doubted whether her ability had been wasted, so she took Mengmeng as an experimental object Unexpectedly, it brought disaster.

Qiao Yan Ran saw that she didn't speak, but she didn't ask.

She took a sword flower in her hand and carried it behind her. She took the woman's neck with one hand and brought her to the ground.