A large number of men in black appeared around him, with no other colors on their bodies except black. The cold momentum in their pupils made people shudder.

All of the people here are ninjas, and it is almost impossible to escape...

Yukimura took a few steps back and protected the mirror fan sitting on the ground behind him, "Little Fan, don't move, leave it to me."

Jingfan tried hard to help Yukimura with a full meal, but this action involved the wound on her right arm, which hurt so much that she could not do any movement. Her feet also hit the iron house because of the action of avoiding bullets just now. She was bleeding and could not stand normally, let alone run away.

Are you going to die here?

"Well, His Highness the princess's left arm ligament seems to be injured by a bullet, so that hand can't play tennis. I really don't know whether to be sad or happy..." Yin smiled and walked towards Yukimura and Mitsuki step by step.

Yukimura felt cold in her heart. She looked at the mirror fan. The expression of the mirror fan still did not float at all. It seemed that what she heard just now was just saying things like the weather was so good today, and she didn't care at all.

"Small fan!"

Mirror Fan smiled, looking at Yukimura's face, she gave him a look that was okay, "Hmm, is that right, but don't you know, I'm better at left hand than the injured right hand..."

Yin was stunned. After staying in place for a while, he smiled again, leaned down and looked at the two of them, showing a strange expression, "It's not too late now, come here, come with a gun!"

Yukimura immediately stood in front of the mirror fan, Yin frowned slightly, looking at Yukimura seemed to be disgusted, as if he saw something disgusting, "It's so boring, it's useless for you to block it, anyway, there's just one more wounded person."

Raising the gun brought by the person around him, he slowly aimed at the mirror fan...heart. His purpose was not the arm, but the heart. An Yu Jiuguang only wanted to defeat her, while Yin wanted to kill her.

"I'm so kind this time. Do you have any last words to say?" He curled his lips and looked at the two of them with contempt, very disdainful.

Hearing this, Yukimura smiled and suddenly turned around and hugged Mitsuki. Mitsuki was stunned and was held in his arms by him, ignoring the pain in his arms, and was full of happiness in his heart. But he was determined that even if she died, she would definitely not let Yukimura get hurt.

"Xiao Fan, why are we always injured when we are with me..."

"Hey?" Looking at Yukimura's sad face, Mian Fan frowned slightly, attached his face with his left hand, and comforted him gently, "It's not your fault, it's me, I'm too easy to be attacked... It's me that you are always hurt..."

Hearing the words of Mitsuki Fan, Yukimura was stunned for a moment, suddenly hugged Mitsuki tighter, and murmured to himself, "No, no, I don't want you to be hurt, otherwise I will feel heartbroken... because... because I love you!"

He released the mirror fan from his arms, looked at her seriously, and said the three words word by word...

I love you and never regret it.
Chapter completed!