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Chapter 487 He made me live and die for those years (88)

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    The moment he turned around, a cold light flashed from behind him!

    Shen Xichen turned sideways and saw a man in black appearing out of nowhere. The long sword in his hand was glowing with blue light, which was obviously quenched with poison.

    The sword slashed across his body, and Shen Xichen's hair stood on end as he shouted, "Who are you!"

    The guards patrolling the inner courtyard of Shen Mansion may have been poisoned, but there are more guards in the outer courtyard.

    At the critical moment, Shen Xichen forced himself to calm down and narrowly avoided the assassin's sword again.

    At this moment, the guards patrolling the outer courtyard also heard the shouts and rushed into the inner courtyard with chaotic steps.

    Shen Xichen felt relieved.

    At this moment, the assassin from the opposite side took advantage of his relief and rushed towards him again.

    The sword struck two minutes faster than before. Shen Xichen was not a martial arts master. He was lucky to have dodged the general twice just now. When the sword struck again, his pupils shrank, but his body's reaction was already somewhat inconsistent.  On.

    Are you going to die?

    When Shen Xichen thought this way, he still felt unwilling to do so.

    You can already imagine who sent the assassin, and that person would not give him any chance to breathe.

    It¡¯s like the last life.

    Thinking of his last life, Shen Xichen suddenly thought at this moment of death that he died after drinking the poisonous wine she handed him.

    This life is actually not as good as the last one.

    The sword is getting closer and closer, and Shen Xichen can no longer hide.

    At this moment, he was suddenly hit by someone on his side, narrowly avoiding the sword's edge.

    The person who bumped into him was a petite one. He was a little girl with little breasts who didn't know anything more than ten years ago. He staggered when he walked.

    More than ten years later, she knocked him away and was struck by the sword for him.

    Shen Xichen, who was knocked to the ground, stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

    Right where he was standing, she was wearing a pink gauze dress. The sword penetrated her chest, and bright red blood rushed out from the wound, dyeing her pink dress red.

    The assassin frowned and wanted to pull out his sword to assassinate Shen Xichen, but she held the blade tightly.

    She obviously had very little strength and was very afraid of pain, but at this time she was clinging to the blade of the sword tightly, even though her hand was scratched, she didn't move at all.

    The guards from the outer courtyard rushed over, shouting. Some immediately restrained the assassin, while others were still calling for doctor.

    But Shen Xichen couldn't hear anything. He stared blankly at the little girl who had been hit by the sword.

    That is his little girl, the little girl he has watched since childhood and taught her calligraphy and reading little by little. She is the little girl he has pampered in his hands and is afraid that she will suffer.

    Now, she was covered in blood and slowly turned her head.

    Her face was stained a little red by her own blood, which made her face pale.

    Those bright eyes in the past were a little confused now. She looked at him like this and opened her arms to him.

    "elder brother¡­¡­"

    The sword was pulled out from her chest, and she fell softly.

    Shen Xichen roared and rushed over to hug the fallen man into his arms.

    "Jin'erJin'er!" Shen Xichen was trembling all over, and his whole body was cold when he held her.

    She coughed up a mouthful of blood and curled up into his arms.

    "Brotherit hurts" her voice was weak, her little hands grasped the hem of his clothes, and she complained to him: "That man stabbed methe wound hurts so much"

    It seemed that by complaining to him like this, he would be able to make the decision for her and smooth out her stab wounds so that she would no longer be in pain like she is now.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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