Chapter 2

Si Ziyi is a god of killing on the battlefield. He has excellent martial arts skills. In addition, he has a good command of the country. He has deployed troops and sent generals to make many strange moves. His reputation alone has made the small countries around him scared. What's more, he and his mother, the emperor of the great empire, worked hand in hand to govern the country. There was no doubt between them. They were a good talk in the whole world.

At the moment, Si Ziyi is lying with his eyes slightly narrowed. He mistakenly thinks that Lou Han is an assassin. He has known it since she came to the neighborhood. He just wants to see what she wants, which is not surprising.

Si Ziyi, who is squinting, sneers. How dare he break into his tent with such a bloody smell?

Death!

Lou Han clapped his hands on the other side, picked up the other two candles on the table and lit them. Then he untied his belt to expose the wound. It turned out that he had been cut. The long and narrow blood hole was as long as his index finger.

Helplessly sigh, looking for a circle did not find the needle and thread, had to pick up the belt on the wound to stop bleeding.

"Hiss..." Lou Han snorted, gritted his teeth and took off his coat. Then he saw that it was a dirty thing like a mandarin jacket.

He turned his head to see that there was nothing to use. When he looked up, he saw a wooden frame with several clothes on it. He got up with a grin and walked step by step.

Lou Han picked on the wooden frame, grabbed a white coat, and tore the package around his waist.

After a few breaths, he looked up again and saw a man lying behind the wooden frame, still a beautiful man. She picked her eyebrows and crept over.

His eyebrows are like swords, his nose is straight and straight, his lips are perfectly sexy, and his face is just right. It's uncanny.

She reached over him and waved. Seeing that he didn't respond, she wondered again: "it's a pity that it's not a wax statue, is it?"

Lou Han poked his finger on his face again and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so elastic. It's like real!"

As she said this, she lifted the sheet and saw that this is a woman's drooling figure. Her eyes became brighter. Suddenly, the thief laughed and reached for his clothes

At this critical moment, Si Ziyi can't help opening her eyes and grabbing her hand. Her eyebrows are slightly frowning, and there is no temperature in her eyes.

Lou Han was stunned. These eyes are beautiful, but they are too cold.

"So you are living?" Lou Han tried to pull out his hand, but he didn't want to be so strong that he didn't waver at all. "Hey, let go!"

Si Ziyi slightly raised one side of his lips and said, "who sent you?"

Lou Han shook his head. His voice was so beautiful, but it seemed a little silly. Then he gave him a white look: "let go of it! With a good face, I'll never forget it? "

"Aunt?" Si Ziyi laughed angrily at her. He sat up, reached for his hand, pulled out the sword placed at the head of the bed, and put it on Lou Han's neck

Reading countless treasures, Lou Han naturally recognized that this sword was not a prop to play with. Its luster and sharpness were just like a treasure with mud cut hair!

This kind of thing

Lou Han's hands itched, but he knew that he was in a weak position, so he simply looked at him: "make a price."