If it were him, she would not be able to stand by and do nothing to save him. However, she could not see his appearance clearly in the tree and be certain.
No matter, she would save him first and decide later. She could not miss the opportunity.
He Lianhuang had blood all over him and was seriously injured. His eyes looked cold and gloomy. He was gasping for breath heavily. The tip of the sword in his hand was dripping with drops of bright red blood. There were more than a dozen assassins in front of him. Could it be that he was going to die here today?
How could he be willing to die here? He still had unfinished business!
Suddenly a figure landed in front of his eyes and stopped in front of him. The sleeves of the clothing were raised up and a wisp of green silk brushed past his face. He watched the slim figure in front of him in a daze and suddenly felt a protective feeling.