Chapter 373 373: You Are the Most Powerful!

Seeing that Yunran didn't realize 'her own mistakes', the man lowered his eyes and squinted at her, and snorted coldly, "I'm better than him! He can't beat me!"

Yun Ran could hear his dissatisfaction immediately, and he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Of course she knew she couldn't defeat him with Wushang's martial arts, but wasn't that a special situation? He was like that at that time...

But looking at his miserable appearance covered with scars, Yunran just wanted to coax him to lean on him.

"Yes, yes, I know that your martial arts skills are the most powerful! They are no match for you in a single fight. They just rely on the strength of their numbers and bully you while you are injured, taking advantage of others' danger!"

"They are a bunch of out-and-out despicable people! You still have to protect me as a burden, so you fell into their trap and suffered so many injuries!"

Nangong Mo frowned slightly when he heard this and corrected her seriously, "You are not a burden, you are my princess."

Yunran raised a sweet smile at him, "I know!"

But there was an indescribable discomfort in her heart: But she not only stabbed him with her own hands, but also caused him to suffer from scars all over his body...

Although she had just bandaged all his injuries with medicine, what about the pain? How painful it must be to have so many wounds!

Especially the wound on his heart. If she had stabbed it just a little more wrongly, she wouldn't even dare to think about it anymore.

Yun Ran gently suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and reached out to grab his hand, trying to feel his pulse.

"Are those killers the prince's men? He has always been eyeing you with uneasy kindness. Is the poison on your body also caused by him?"

Yun Ran also added silently in his heart:

[Who dares to hurt this girl? I must avenge this! 】

[This girl must find those killers, chop off their heads, collect their money, dig up their ancestral graves, and then burn their lair! 】

[And the prince’s sinister and scheming man...]

Nangong Mo's mood at the moment was half sweet and half worried...

She said that I am hers! happy!

However, I stabbed my body with this wound myself. If she found out... would she be beaten to death after the injury healed? !

Nangong Mo glanced at the dagger lying alone on the ground not far away, moved his right foot quietly, kicked Yun Ran away with the remaining two herbs, and quietly covered the dagger.

After doing all this, Nangong Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said truthfully:

"I can't confirm the identities of those people yet, but I and the prince have always been at odds with each other, and the prince is very scheming and extremely sinister!"

"My beloved concubine should stay as far away from him as possible from now on and try to stay with me as much as possible. It is best to stay by my side twelve hours a day."

Yunran: "..."

In the end, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes silently, but because he was an injured person, she didn't scold him.

But when she rolled up his sleeves to feel his pulse, she saw the intertwined veins on his arms like purple vines, which contrasted with his pale and almost transparent skin, which was indescribably weird and shocking.

Yunran's heart suddenly suffocated, and a thousand-foot storm surged in his eyes.

This is not poison! And it's like some kind of evil and ghostly ancient secret technique!

Runes? The secret? curse?

Yunran felt that his mind was very confused, and countless rumors about ancient secrets flooded into him.