Chapter 2267

"I can take your majesty to leave first." ran Baimei's eyes were quiet, and her light pupils reflected the figure of the young emperor. She said gently, "Your Majesty trusts me?"

"If you believe me, I will protect your majesty intact."

It's still raining,

The rain obscured people's sight and filled the young man's picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Chu Huaijing walked forward for a few seconds. Seeing that people didn't keep up, he shook his oil paper umbrella and asked impatiently, "what are you doing standing there in the rain? Aren't you going to go?"

Ranbai suddenly chuckles, her eyebrows light, and slowly follows up.

It seemed unexpected that the young emperor made such a hasty and easy decision. The people accompanying him were not at ease, but due to the cold-blooded and evil means of the tyrant, they didn't dare to have any objection.

When two people ride on a horse, there is inevitably necessary physical contact.

Chu Huai held an umbrella for ranbai and formed a small vacuum in the air, which isolated the surrounding rain. It was like drawing a circle for the two of them that no one else could step in.

The young man's pure black clothes and the white childe's clothes are intertwined with the snow color, and the snow white and pure black form a different kind of bewitchment.

The rain never stopped,

Chu Huai's beautiful and deadly jaw gently pressed against the shoulder of the person in front of him, and the color of his jaw was even more porcelain white in the rain.

Chu Huai hummed twice about his complete lack of vigilance and followed the man. He didn't feel very real.

But there's no reason.

Just suddenly it's like this.

That's it.

"Hello," he said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Chu Huai gently pressed the tip of his eyebrows, and the lingering clouds between his eyebrows and eyes gradually dissipated.

"Ah Huai, close your eyes." ran Bai whispered.

"What are you doing?" the boy muttered lazily.

Chu Huai is now completely immune to the fact that ran Bai called his majesty before and ah Huai after. He is used to lazily correcting and lazily scolding ran Bai for committing crimes.

Anyway, it's just a title, and it won't be much.

It may be that Chu Huai has not noticed that his own bottom line has been dyed white and stepped lower and lower.

"When you open your eyes again, you may arrive at the temple." dyed white lips slightly hook.

"... oh." listening to dyed white, Chu Huai really closed his eyes. His white side face was close to the back of the young master in snow clothes. There was a sweet and astringent herbal fragrance around his nose. He whispered, "you'd better hurry up."

"OK." ranbai gently spits out a word. At the moment Chu Huai closes his eyes, it is also a picture that Chu Huai has never seen.

In mid air, a blood red bridge jumped up.

The blood color soared into the sky, reflecting people's eyebrows and eyes, which also seemed to be suffused with light golden light.

The two ends of the blood bridge are silver flowers on the other side. They look exquisite and strange, as if they symbolize the beauty of death.

It's easy to think of yellow spring and hell.

The blood bridge was shrouded in blood light, and there were scattered lights around it, like the stars in the night sky.

Ran Bai rode his horse and crossed the past very quickly.

No one will see such a shocking picture.

That's the real God, just... Death.

A horse, an oil paper umbrella and two figures shuttle between the world of the majestic heavy rain. The rain obscures people's line of sight, and can only vaguely see the two overlapping shadows.

When we get to the temple,

Although they were covered by an oil paper umbrella, their clothes were almost soaked.

It's really hard to feel the dark hair sticking to your face and your clothes getting wet by the rain.