Xiao Yuan showed no other expression as she faced the approaching blade.
"You're not good-looking, but you have quite the imagination," Xiao Yuan suddenly laughed and said.
Han Lan's expression changed several times before finally settling into indifference.
"She talks too much." Han Lan's tone was even colder.
Xiao Yuan raised an eyebrow. He could sense that Han Lan's soul had been replaced.
Although he didn't quite understand why, it didn't stop him from continuing to be sarcastic.
Finally, Han Lan could no longer maintain her composure and viciously raised her knife to stab Xiao Yuan.
At this critical moment, with the tip of the knife only five centimeters away from Xiao Yuan's chest, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Looking up and down to his wrists, he discovered that Xiao Yuan had somehow untied him.
"Don't you know? Most villains die from talking too much." Xiao Yuan's lips curled into a smile, and then with a forceful twist, Han Lan's wrist was reversed, and he dropped the knife in pain.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Yuan kicked Han Lan, sending him flying several meters away.
He'd wanted to do this for a long time.
Han Lan struggled on the ground for a few moments but couldn't get up. She then raised her head and glared at him fiercely.
"Don't you know who I am?" Han Lan suddenly laughed.
Xiao Yuan frowned. He was still suffering from amnesia and was indeed unclear about many things.
Just then, Han Lan suddenly pulled out a red paper figure from his pocket.
The paper figure was extremely fast. It ran up to Xiao Yuan and then leaped into the air, aiming straight for his neck.
Instinctively, he blocked with his hand, and the next second Xiao Yuan felt a pain in his tiger's mouth. Looking down, he saw that his tiger's mouth had been cut open by the paper figure.
Despite the pain, he grabbed the paper figure and tore it in half, ignoring its frantic struggles.
The next second, the paper figure spontaneously combusted without any wind and turned into a pile of ashes.
Blood continued to flow from his hands, and Han Lan's expression changed as he tried to take more things out of his pocket.
The sharp knife she had just dropped was right at her feet. Xiao Yuan kicked it, then grabbed the handle with one hand and flung the knife away with a forceful push.
The dagger pierced Han Lan's hand, pinning it firmly to the ground.
He strode forward and stepped directly on her other hand. With a little force, Xiao Yuan dislocated her soft joint, ignoring Han Lan's pain.
After all, if she were allowed to move around freely any longer, it might not be her palm that gets slashed.
Xiao Yuan already knew that Han Lan's identity was definitely not that of an ordinary person. Although he didn't know much about people who knew such mysterious arts, he had seen some of them on TV.
With his hand injured and blood dripping continuously, Xiao Yuan tore off a piece of his clothing and hastily bandaged it before leaving Han Lan's vicinity.
“Xiao Yuan, I am not Han Lan. I come from another world. I am a powerful metaphysician. If you release me, I can help you stand at the top of China and even the world.”
Han Lan knew he couldn't escape today. Because he was too careless and didn't bring anything for self-defense, he was ambushed by Xiao Yuan.
If she doesn't say something, who knows what else might happen to her.
She repeated all the things she had said to others in the past, and also revealed her identity, but Xiao Yuan, who was standing in front of her, still frowned and remained silent.
At this moment, Xiao Yuan was indeed thinking, but not about her words; he was thinking about how to deal with Han Lan.
Letting him go is definitely out of the question, but the problem is that he doesn't remember anything right now and doesn't even know anyone.
Looking at the sea of pink in front of him, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt that he could just throw her into the sea.
"Isn't this sea beautiful?" Xiao Yuan squatted down and asked Han Lan earnestly.
Han Lan didn't understand what he meant, and nodded repeatedly.
"Wouldn't it be romantic if you died in there?" Xiao Yuan laughed, his laughter sincere, not at all like he was talking about something that would kill someone.
Han Lan's expression froze instantly. She could tell that Xiao Yuan wasn't joking; he genuinely wanted to throw her into the sea and drown her.
However, before Xiao Yuan could make a move, a series of chaotic footsteps came from behind.
The two looked over and saw a group of people running towards them.
The leader was a girl with a ponytail that swayed as she ran.
Xiao Yuan frowned slightly. What he was doing was not exactly legal, and it would definitely not look good if someone saw it.
Han Lan almost burst into tears. Someone had arrived; she was saved.
Bai Qingzhi recognized Xiao Yuan's back from a distance, but when she got closer, she noticed a pool of blood on the ground and a tattered cloth tied around Xiao Yuan's hand, which was now stained red with blood.
Without even glancing at Han Lan lying on the ground, Bai Qingzhi rushed over, grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand, and her eyes immediately reddened.
"How could you be so careless? Do you know this will affect your ability to use it later?" The strip of cloth wrapped around his hand had just fallen off, revealing a bloody wound on his hand.
The moment Xiao Yuan saw the woman from afar, he knew she must be the one from his dreams.
At this moment, Bai Qingzhi was looking down at his wound, while Xiao Yuan tilted his head to look at her face.
"Miss, may I get to know you again?" Xiao Yuan said with a smile.
Bai Qingzhi suddenly raised her head upon hearing his words, then stared into his eyes.
"You don't remember me again?" Bai Qingzhi's voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of the people who were dealing with Han Lan.
Lou Xiaoxiao also came along this time. When she saw Xiao Yuan, she noticed the faint black aura on his body.
So when Lou Xiaoxiao heard Bai Qingzhi say that Xiao Yuan had lost his memory, she was not surprised at all.
Xiao Yuan raised an eyebrow. According to Bai Qingzhi, he had lost his memory once before?
"Even if I lost my memory a hundred times, I would still fall in love with you when I see you again." Xiao Yuan said this with utmost seriousness.
The two looked into each other's eyes. Bai Qingzhi felt both heartache and gratitude. How could she possibly understand Xiao Yuan's affection?
The pink sea was right next to them, and when the wind blew, a strand of Bai Qingzhi's hair flew up and brushed against Xiao Yuan's cheek.
The two seemed to be surrounded by pink bubbles.
"Alright, it'll recover in a few days." Lou Xiaoxiao's words directly shattered the romantic atmosphere.
Xiao Yuan had already planned out his next move in his mind, but before he could carry it out, he was instantly reduced to ashes.
Taking a deep breath to suppress the regret in his heart, Xiao Yuan quietly decided that he must hug Bai Qingzhi when no one was around.
See if the other person is the same as in your dream.
While he was thinking, his arm was suddenly grabbed. Xiao Yuan looked over and saw that Bai Qingzhi had walked over while he was lost in thought.
"Let's go to the hospital to get her bandaged up first. Xiaoxiao, she's in your care now." Bai Qingzhi said, glancing at Han Lan with a cold look in her eyes.
Honestly, at that moment she really wanted to take a knife and slash Han Lan's hand as well.
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