Chapter 120 Li Zhanjue was knocked unconscious.



Although Li Zhanjue's guards were stronger than those sent by Li Zhanlan, they only managed to injure the three of them.

After several rounds, Li Zhanjue's guards were defeated.

Meng Qingluan: "..."

She was truly bewildered.

Meng Qingluan looked down at the guards who had been beaten down, then raised her head and asked a question with a blank but sincere expression.

"Are all your guards so...unreliable?" she asked tactfully.

“No,” Li Zhanjue replied.

Just when Meng Qingluan had a glimmer of hope and thought that Li Zhanjue was preparing to pull off a big move, she didn't expect him to give her a huge surprise.

“They are not my personal guards.”

"Where are your personal guards?" Meng Qingluan was almost in tears. "Li Zhanlan kept them to protect himself, but who are you keeping them to protect?"

Li Zhanjue glanced at her but didn't say anything.

OK, she understood.

She now knew why this guy was here.

He also came to rescue Shen Yan, and even sent his personal guards to protect Shen Yan.

He's still got his hands on that thief; he's a male homewrecker.

Meng Qingluan cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, and couldn't help but curse the system's broken prompts.

Didn't you say there was danger? Where is it?

Now she's in serious danger.

Seeing her expression of utter despair, Li Zhanjue grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, shielding her with his own body.

"You can just stay in the back."

"..."

Wow, I remember now.

Standing next to her is the ultimate male lead, a domineering protagonist, who should theoretically have maximum fighting power!

Meng Qingluan beamed with joy and happily retreated fifty meters, making sure she was in a safe range before she started shouting at the top of her lungs in the direction of Li Zhanjue.

"Come on! Show off your skills, young man of ancient style!"

Li Zhanjue was speechless at her fear of death, but the corners of his mouth turned up because of the trust she had placed in him.

My body immediately felt much more energetic!

Mei-jie and her two companions had sustained numerous wounds from fighting with the guards, and their strength was not as abundant as when they first arrived.

The three of them didn't take Li Zhanjue seriously. After all, he was a pampered prince who could only show off his power during hunts. How could he possibly be their match?

Mei-jie spat.

"You brat, you're as skinny as a bamboo pole and you still dare to act like a hero in front of your sister? If I don't break your ribs and make soup with them today, I won't call myself Sister Mei."

Li Zhanjue remained unmoved.

"You shouldn't have been called 'Sister Mei' in the first place, it's ugly."

"..."

Upon hearing Li Zhanjue's words, Meng Qingluan couldn't help but curse inwardly behind his back, "That gay guy's eyes are pretty lopsided."

The three of them immediately started fighting fiercely. Mei Jie was angered by his words and used almost every move she could muster.

However, Li Zhanjue is, after all, the male lead, and with the male lead's halo, he was able to handle the three men's attacks with ease.

Mei Jie leaped into the air, her figure disappearing on the snow. Meng Qingluan's eyes scanned the surroundings, finally landing on the sky above Li Zhanjue's head.

"Watch out! Above you!"

Mei Jie slashed down, and the other two also charged forward with their swords, leaving Li Zhanjue with no room to dodge.

Meng Qingluan instinctively took two steps back, preparing to run away.

Li Zhanjue, unhurried and deliberate, discovered the loophole, bent down, grabbed the fat man's arm with his backhand, pressed down hard, and leaped into the air.

The beautiful woman deftly dodged the attack, but before she could retract her leg, the fat man and the thin man had no choice but to take the blow.

The three were attacked and fell helplessly to the ground, groaning in pain.

Meng Qingluan almost couldn't help but jump up and clap her hands in approval.

Deconstructing Niscon, truly impressive.

Li Zhanjue withdrew his hand, a layer of white frost appearing between his brows from the rapid movement.

He turned and walked towards Meng Qingluan, preparing to take her away from this awful place.

Before he could even reach Meng Qingluan's side, he suddenly frowned slightly and let out a muffled groan.

Li Zhanjue collapsed limply onto the snow.

Meng Qingluan was in a daze. It wasn't until Li Zhanjue fell down that she saw Mei Jie stand up, rubbing her sore legs and holding something in her hand.

Meng Qingluan stared wide-eyed in disbelief. How could this thing be here?

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