Behind the stone.
The middle-aged man smoking a cigarette couldn't help but snorted when he heard the movement behind him.
"Young man, how rude!"
However, the next moment he froze.
A strong smell of blood came from behind.
The killing intent in the air seemed to condense, making it difficult for him to move.
He gritted his teeth, turned around tremblingly, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
A man covered in blood stood in front of him expressionlessly.
And he was holding his companion's head in his hand.
The young man who had looked arrogant just now had his eyes wide open now, with a look of horror still on his face.
"Who are you?"
He shouted subconsciously.
Then, my neck suddenly hurt.
One last thought flashed through my mind.
"Those are two of the top ten master-level killers!"
The breathless body fell heavily to the ground.
Ye Lan took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, the bloodshot eyes had not faded much.
The blood made the pure Yang energy in his body continue to grow, and the desire to kill never dissipated.
Perhaps, this is the reason why it is called a forbidden constitution.
Reciting the mantra silently, he waited until he calmed down a little before picking up Zeng Muyan, who had already passed out.
There was no time to clean up the scene and he immediately ran towards the distance.
Zeng Muyan was not seriously injured, but the cold poison in her body was very troublesome.
The middle-aged man almost used all his strength to torture her. It was difficult for ordinary people to withstand such a degree of cold poison.
Ye Lan did not return to the city, but ran toward the mountains with the unconscious Zeng Muyan.
He ran for more than ten miles in one breath before he stopped.
At the end of the deserted road is an already slightly dilapidated school.
Apparently, this was some kind of elementary school not too long ago.
However, the students all went to the city, so it was closed.
After climbing over the locked iron door, Ye Lan went directly to the second floor.
Covered by huge camphor trees, it is difficult for ordinary people to find this classroom on the second floor.
There are several desks arranged messily in the classroom.
The podium was already covered with dust.
Ye Lan waved his hand, and his true energy surged out, sweeping away all the dust.
Zeng Muyan was immediately put up.
Zeng Muyan has a slender figure, with a large portion of her calves exposed on the desk.
As soon as she put it down, Zeng Muyan made a squeaking sound and woke up faintly.
This is because the cold poison in the body has passed its onset period.
"Don't move, I'll help you heal your injuries."
Ye Lan supported her and stretched his hands directly to her waistband.
"what are you doing?"
Zeng Muyan stopped subconsciously.
"Treatment, you have been poisoned by the killer's cold poison, you must expel it as soon as possible."
Ye Lan said solemnly.
A trace of suspicion flashed in Zeng Muyan's eyes, and she stared into his eyes, biting her lip, looking nervous.
"Ye Lan, I am not just any woman."
"Ah?" Ye Lan was stunned for a moment.
A blush flashed across Zeng Muyan's pale face, "If you really like me, you should say it boldly."
Ye Lan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
"No, I really want to save you."
Seeing him like this, Zeng Muyan was a little disappointed.
She glanced at the surrounding environment and said quietly: "I just escaped from death. Even if you want, can you change the environment? Can you take me to the hotel?"
Ye Lan shook his head helplessly.
"Mu Yan, you misunderstood, I am really trying to save you."
"But I feel like my body is in good shape now!"
"Even if you don't want to be responsible, isn't this place too rude?"
Zeng Muyan blinked her big bright eyes and said a little aggrievedly.
Ye Lan glanced at the blackboard behind him and was speechless.
I had just experienced a fight, and my mind was filled with thoughts of killing, without any thoughts at all.
But now, looking at the slightly messy and beautiful stewardess in front of me, another desire began to slowly grow.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Lan held her shoulders and said word by word: "Trust me, okay?"
The firm tone prevented Zeng Muyan from refusing any more.
However, she lowered her head in disappointment.
After sharing life and death for many times in a row, she had already developed an inexplicable affection for the man in front of her.
So, when she heard a woman calling Ye Lan, she felt a surge of sadness in her heart.
How could such a man not have a woman by his side?
She even secretly made up her mind that as long as she could be with him, nothing else mattered.
Even if it's secretly, even if we get together occasionally.
But the current scene disappointed her.
Not a hotel, not a home, not even a home.
It's just a classroom that has long been deserted.
After a brief struggle, she slowly lay down and closed her eyes.
"Then come on!"
"good!"
As the words fell, a pair of thick palms had already grasped the waistband of her pants. They gently grasped it with both hands and slowly pulled it down.
The black loose casual pants were peeled off inch by inch, and the pale pink silk lining slowly emerged.
Zeng Muyan blushed and turned her head to one side, her expression uneasy, but there was a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Ye Lan moved gently and slowly took off his casual pants.
Her tender white legs are fully displayed in front of her eyes. Her legs are slender and her skin is as good as snow. Every inch looks like God's perfect masterpiece.
For a moment, Ye Lan was stunned.
"You...continue!"
Zeng Muyan glanced at him nervously and whispered.
Ye Lan smiled softly, took a deep breath quickly, and grabbed her tight thermal clothes.
Ye Lan swallowed hard when he saw the slender waist.
The grunt sounded particularly harsh in the empty and silent classroom.
When he grabbed the ribbons on both sides of Nene, Zeng Muyan suddenly grabbed his hand.
A trace of nervousness flashed across his red and bleeding face.
"I..."
She bit her lip, her voice was uneasy, her voice sounded like a mosquito.
"I have no experience."
Ye Lan was stunned for a moment, his heart throbbing inexplicably.
Looking into those big nervous eyes, he smiled softly and gently touched her head.
"It's just treatment, don't be nervous, just lie down."
"Um!"
Zeng Muyan responded softly, nervously pressed her hands under her body, turned her head and closed her eyes tightly.
Soon, the complete ketone body was completely displayed in front of you.
Ye Lan was slightly lost in thought, feeling that his lips were dry and his tongue was dry.
He had seen many perfect bodies, either plump or well-proportioned, but he couldn't find a suitable adjective for the one in front of him.
Thin and plump are two completely different words that are reflected in her body at the same time.
It's like a perfect work of art that makes people forget to leave.
The pure Yang Qi began to grow slowly, and the desire in his mind continued to expand.
Ye Lan quickly recited the mantra silently and closed his eyes tightly.
Then, he grabbed those delicate feet and began to massage them slowly.
Zeng Muyan was uneasy, like a prisoner waiting for the verdict, too nervous to open her eyes.
The hot palm rubbed gently, and the blood in the body seemed to speed up.
His heart was pounding, his skin was getting hot, and even his breathing was getting faster.
She subconsciously tensed her body, not daring to make any movement.
It wasn't until those rough hands climbed up to his thighs that he felt a numb feeling.
She couldn't hold it back any longer, snorted softly, and twisted her body slightly.
