All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

The man in black is Deadpool, and he would never fall into the hands of a little girl. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

"Do you think a hairpin can kill me?"

They won't die unless it's suicide.

This is the rule of the Blood Tiger Cult.

There was a trace of panic in Bu Ji's eyes, and the hand that was tightly holding the hairpin suddenly trembled. The man in black had a smile on his lips, his eyes were cold and full of contempt. After all, she was just a little girl, and she was scared like this just by a few words.

Trembling was her body's most instinctive reaction.

He can't even hold a hairpin steadily, yet he's still thinking about killing someone. What a pipe dream.

The man in black stretched out his hand and grasped the tip of the hairpin. With his other hand, he quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled hard. Bu Ji fell to the ground and felt a bone-chilling pain.

Bu Ji endured the severe pain and tried to get up from the ground, but the man in black suddenly swept his foot across and hit her arm. Bu Ji fell to the ground again, and this time she couldn't stand up at all.

A short, panicked scream pierced the sky.

"what."

The man in black swung his fist at her again. Bu Ji subconsciously hugged her head, closed her eyes, and curled up on the ground.

"don't want......"

When she thought she was about to die, a strong arm wrapped around her, as if it was an embrace that existed just for her, warm and strong, keeping her safe.

Bu Ji gently opened his eyes and saw a pair of deep and lonely black eyes. His heart began to beat violently, as if a wave of energy was vibrating.

"Master Jingyun..."

Li Ji smiled indifferently, staring deeply into her cold eyes. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a voice as light as the breeze sounded.

"Why do you always encounter threats when I'm not around?"

Although he said this, he was still very grateful in his heart that he found her in time.

Bu Ji was slightly stunned and was too embarrassed to look at him. There was a vague concern in his words that pierced her heart.

If only she were not a noble lady, if only she were not the daughter of Censor Bu.

Then she would not enter the palace and would just be the daughter of an ordinary commoner. Perhaps she could travel around the world with Master Jingyun.

In fact, what she envied most were the male and female protagonists in martial arts stories. She didn't like the troublesome things in the mansion and wanted to live freely and wantonly.

The man held her and lifted her up from the ground. They were so close that she looked up at his face.

It seemed that no matter how thrilling and terrifying the things he encountered, he would not panic at all. The majestic feeling of the bright moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains and the calmness among the vast sea of ​​clouds had penetrated into his bones.

In everyone's eyes, the man has handsome features, is smart and elegant, has a face like autumn water, skin like ice, eyebrows like ink, and lips like peaches.

A pair of eyes shining like black gemstones, as deep as the sea, and as blue and clear as the sky, giving people a sense of tranquility and profound beauty. As she looked around, the light of water was rippling.

The introverted aura is as gentle as jade, neither showing off the mountains nor revealing the water. It is born with a natural and unrestrained aura that makes people forget the world at first sight.

As the silver fan flew out, the man in black was attacked by a powerful aura and fell three meters away. He still crawled up, covered his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master Jingyun?"

His eyes were wide open, he was breathing heavily, he pointed at him, his face still pale.

How could he be a match for someone who even the leader couldn't defeat?

Seeing this, the man in black jumped up and escaped from the roof, dragging his body with serious internal injuries.

Li Ji did not chase him, but looked at Bu Ji and asked.

"What happened to your arm?"

Bu Ji covered his arm, then let go of his hand slightly, and the pain came back, and he cried out "ouch!"

"Bear with it."

Li Ji frowned, held her arm, and gently pulled it upwards, hearing a "click" sound.

Bu Ji was startled and shook his arm again, but the pain was gone.

"Can you set bones?"

"Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

"Have."

Li Ji was silent for a moment, then pulled her away. His big hand simply circled her wrist without using much strength, as if he was afraid of hurting her again.

It was just a bone-setting operation, but he felt so distressed.

Bu Ji followed his footsteps and asked curiously.

"What don't you know?"

Li Ji didn't say anything, nor did he look back at her. It was obvious that he didn't want to answer this question, or perhaps he couldn't answer it.

For example, a mother is loving and her son is filial. I guess he will never have that in his life.

Bu Ji stopped talking and just followed him quietly, looking at his handsome and elegant face, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He smelled nice, with a light fragrance that lingered softly under her nose, like a fragrant pear in midsummer, emitting a fresh aroma.

When the two returned to Wuwang Sea, the officers and soldiers in the city had already controlled the chaotic situation.

Yelu Wuyun ran over with a sword in his hand, his body covered in blood.

"Noble Bu, Emperor... Young Master Jingyun, you are finally back."

"If we don't come back, are we waiting for you to rescue us?"

Li Ji looked at him coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with what he had done.

I told him to take good care of Bu Ji, but he lost him.

Yelu Wuyun touched the back of his neck and was about to speak, but unexpectedly Bu Ji spoke for him.

"Master Jingyun, I was the one who asked him to rescue them. I also expected things to turn out like this."

Li Ji looked at her sideways and spoke lightly.

"Don't blame you, he's useless."

Yelu Wuyun puffed up his cheeks, but was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would upset Li Ji again, so he just sighed.

Okay, okay, that's how we treat each other differently.

He is useless when he does something wrong, and he is useless when she has problems.

Why didn't he know before that Li Ji was such a person?

When he was in the imperial study, he treated the little girl Fuqiu the same as his other brothers and sisters, with no intention of treating them differently at all.

Fuqiu and he were childhood sweethearts. Everyone thought that Fuqiu would become the queen in the future, even Fuqiu herself thought so.

However, at the talent show, the Queen Mother suddenly changed her mind, which no one could have expected. She did not make Fuqiu the Queen, nor did she give her a decent position.

Some people said that it was because Miss Yongning, who was far away in the imperial mausoleum, wrote a secret letter to the empress dowager, in which she opposed her daughter, Princess Fuqiu, being with the emperor.

They say that foreign blood cannot mess up the royal blood.

Fuqiu has half Beimo Kingdom blood, which makes her a citizen of the defeated country. However, because her biological mother is the great hero Yongning Empress, her identity naturally becomes noble.

Apart from the Queen Mother and her mother, she didn't even care about her cousin the Emperor.

While the three were talking, a man in black who had been hiding suddenly fell from the sky.

Li Ji keenly felt a strong murderous aura. His clear eyes narrowed slightly, and the gentle light in his eyes that was only for her faded away, leaving only icy coldness.

The white clothes were whiter than snow, the black was as black as ink, and there was a hint of sharpness in his deep and sharp eyes as he looked up indifferently.

At this time, a hidden blood-sucking weapon in the shape of a curved knife came flying rapidly from the air. The sharp blade was extremely aggressive and domineering.

Li Ji's eyes flashed, his tall figure did not move, he stretched out his hands to hook her waist, hugged her tightly, and turned around neatly, a streak of black on his forehead was blown by the wind, fluttering in the air, extremely bewitching.

At the same time, he accurately grasped the bloody object with his two fingers. He applied a little force between his fingers and heard the sound of metal breaking. The hidden weapon immediately broke into two halves and fell to the ground with a thump.