C1397 I Don't Want to Collect Your Corpse

"Be careful!"

Ye Nanxian suddenly pounced on Shen Mannge. The arrow grazed past his shoulder and a trace of blood instantly splashed out.

The warm liquid splashed on Shen Mannge's face, making her instantly nervous.

"Nanxian, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. "

Ye Nanxian held her and rolled on the ground. At the same time, the dagger in his hand flew out. Ling Qianyu