Bone Painting Coroner - Chapter 1453

Li Shiyan felt late!

Also destined to be hopeless!

Whether it was five years ago!

Five years later!

It’s impossible between him and her.

But——

Who’s that man? Why did shu’er hold him?

Jing Rong, who was tightly held by Ji Yunshu, suddenly noticed that there was a strange smell around him. As soon as he tightened his eyes, he looked lingran. When he looked sideways, his vision fell next to a pillar not far away, and he vaguely saw a figure standing there.

“Someone!”

He pushed Ji Yunshu away and pulled her behind him. Then he pulled out his sword and stabbed her there. The speed was very fast. The blade of the sword flickered silver and stabbed Li Shiyan’s chest.

Li Shiyan was startled, but the speed of the visitor was so fast that he had no time to avoid. He had to fight to the death. The whole man went to the side, but there was still no time. As a result, the sword pierced into his arm, and he was forced to retreat again and again by the force, and finally hit a wall behind him before he stopped.

“Er!”

The sharp pain from his arm almost killed him. At the next moment, Jingrong quickly pulled out the sword again!

“Ah!” Li Shiyan screamed, and the whole person fell on one knee and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The blood on the arm also spilled all over the floor.

Jing Rong stood condescending in front of him and put the bloody sword directly on Li Shiyan’s neck.

He asked, “who are you?”

Li Shiyan lost his strength and gasped. A mouthful of blood was covered in the black mask, which made his face covered with blood. He tightly covered his bleeding arm and tried to raise his head. He saw that standing in front of him was a man wearing a half mask, with a threatening momentum all over his body, which made people shudder.

He asked, “you… Who are you…?”

This is the first time Jingrong has met such an assassin!

It was he who broke into Su’s house in his night clothes and asked who others were!

It’s crazy!

Jing Rong’s eyes narrowed: “if you don’t say it again, I’ll kill you!”

The language falls, Jing Rong makes an effort on his wrist, and the sword in his hand slightly presses out blood on Li Shiyan’s neck.

As long as he did it, he could kill the man in an instant.

Suddenly——

“Stop!” Ji Yunshu walked over quickly. He looked down at the masked “Assassin” in night clothes. She felt very familiar with the eyes of the “Assassin”. After a closer look, he was suddenly shocked and said, “son of God?”

Li Shiyan?

After hearing these two words, Jing Rong immediately took back the sword. He knew the son of God. In the past three years, he went to Su’s house every once in a while. It’s a typical brown sugar.

Why is he here?

Still dressed like this?

Li Shiyan couldn’t hold on any longer. He threw himself directly to the ground.

“Shizi?” Ji Yunshu squatted down and held him, took off the black mask on his face, and his blood almost dyed most of his face red, “son of God? How are you? How can you…”

When Li Shiyan saw her, he suddenly felt no pain all over. He grinned at her with a bloody mouth, “shu’er, I always… Finally saw you.”

With the last word, he fainted.

Soon, Su ziluo was alarmed. He immediately sent for a doctor to enter the house and ordered that the people in the house should not disclose it, so as not to disturb the Marquis Kangding.

Fortunately, Li Shiyan was very lucky. He was stabbed in his arm, but he was still safe. The doctor stopped his blood, put medicine on him, wrapped him up one by one, and filled his mouth with medicine. That’s all right.

The doctor said, “the wound looks serious, but it doesn’t want people’s lives. It can be cured by raising it. It’s no big deal.”

As a result, a lot of drugs were prescribed!

Most of them are blood tonic.

Li Shiyan sat on the bed and looked at his wrapped arm. He couldn’t cry or laugh.

Su ziluo sat in the room and said, “your life is really big. It’s all right. Listen to the doctor, it seems that you were just bitten by a mosquito.”

Li Shiyan frowned and pointed to his arm wrapped in zongzi. Wei qubaba said, “ziluo, you are too impersonal. I have become like this. If I hadn’t been blessed, I would have died now.”

“You can’t die yet. Even if you want to die, the Lord of hell may not accept it!”

“You… Why are you still sarcastic about me? It’s heartless.”

Su ziluo glanced at the night clothes thrown beside him and said suspiciously, “what are you doing in my house in this way at night?”

Li Shiyan was embarrassed, smiled and said, “I just… Just came to see you!”

“Why should I dress like this?”

“……”

Su ziluo also guessed that he came to see Ji Yunshu. He shook his head and said helplessly, “I don’t blame Lichuan for killing you. If you change to a government soldier, I’m afraid you’re dead.”

The tone is very strict!

When Li Shiyan heard this, his eyes narrowed: “you mean… The man wearing the mask who wanted to kill me is Li Chuan? Who is he? I saw with my own eyes… He was holding shu’er together, shu’er her…”

“Leaving Sichuan is Jingrong, the king who is coming!” Su ziluo didn’t hide it from him because Li Shiyan was a piece of dog skin plaster. If he didn’t say it, I’m afraid it would happen a second time that he wore night clothes today, so as not to make things bigger. It’s better to tell him directly and let him be safe and don’t cause trouble.

After hearing that Lichuan was Jingrong, Li Shiyan almost jumped out of bed, his eyes widened and incredible, “wait, you mean… The man wearing the mask is Rong Wang? What’s the matter? Shu’er is in your house, and Rong Wang is also in your house. It’s only a short day. It’s like… I… how do I think I’m confused!”

Su ziluo told him in a flat tone, “don’t ask so many questions. Stay with me today and hurry back to the house tomorrow.”

“But I haven’t figured it out yet!”

“It’s not good for you to understand too much. Today should be a lesson for you. Don’t do it again next time.”

“…” Li Shiyan knew he couldn’t defeat him, so he had to give up and asked, “where’s shu’er? I want to see her.”

“Why did you turn around and forget? I said that anything will be discussed tomorrow. If you want to see Miss Ji, you have to wait until tomorrow.”

It seems that he will definitely not see Ji Yunshu today!

Because he didn’t listen to him, he entered Su’s house at night and was stabbed by someone.

He was stubborn, so he had to sigh and say, “since I can’t see shu’er today, I’ll go back to the house first, or my father will find me sneaking out. I’m afraid I want to come back to you again. It’s impossible.”

“But when you go back to the house in this situation, the Marquis knows.”

“You don’t have to worry about this. I have my own way.” Li Shiyan said, directly lift the quilt and get out of bed, “you quickly prepare a carriage to take me back, or my father will find me running out, and I will not be able to come out all my life.”

He still wants to see Ji Yunshu!

If his father finds him running out, he must lock him up here. I’m afraid he won’t see Qu Jiang until Ji Yunshu leaves.

Su ziluo saw that he could climb up from the bed and was in good spirits. It seemed that he was really OK, so he ordered someone to prepare a carriage and sent him away.

When Li Shiyan arrived, Su ziluo went to see Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu asked anxiously, “how’s the son of God?”

“He’s fine. He’s gone back to his house now.”

“That’s good.”

Su ziluo looked in the room and asked, “where’s the… Jingrong?”

Ji Yunshu pointed out, “he’s outside.”

After a brief silence, Su ziluo said, “then you have a rest. Let’s talk about anything tomorrow.”

“Yes!”

The other side.

Li Shiyan asked the carriage to take him to the back door. He knocked on the door several times. The path waiting inside was about to fall asleep. He jumped up as soon as he heard the sound. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Li Shiyan standing outside.

“Shizi, you’re back at last. It’s almost midnight.”

Li Shiyan deliberately hid his arm behind his back: “it’s all right, go back to the house.”

He stepped in through the door.

Xiaoxiaozi closed the door and hurried to catch up. He asked curiously, “Shizi, when did you change your clothes? Where’s your night clothes?”

“Lost!”

“What about this dress?”

“Borrowed it from Su Fu!”

The path scratched his head and didn’t quite understand what he meant.

And Li Shiyan didn’t mention his injury. He always hid his injured arm in his sleeve.