Chapter 2867

If Lian's back is slightly stiff, he retreats out in silence.

What new master did the master give her?

It was clear that it was qingjue's dusty appearance, but the indifferent and noble breath around her was the same as the master. A few short conversations made her feel the invisible oppression, and the cold sweat almost wet her skirt.

If Lian suddenly feels,

It seems that it is not so simple to be sent to Zhaoyun Pavilion.

When ranbai cleaned up, it was already dusk and the moon was on the branches.

Walking out of King Jin's residence, I saw the exquisite carriage parked at the door at the first sight. From the appearance, it was gorgeous and low extravagant. The overall color feeling was cold, and the falling tassels swayed gently with the summer night wind.

After ranbai glanced at her, she walked forward calmly.

The next second, in the stunned eyes of the coachman and Ruo Lianqi, they stepped on the frame directly and easily. The brocade white boots arrived there. The snow colored clothes were flying. The slender white fingers did not hesitate to open the originally closed car curtain.

If Lian closely follows the steps of dyeing white, but does not catch up with the girl's action,

She:!

What I just wanted to say can't offend the master. It's stuck in my throat. It's too late.

The curtain was lifted,

The slender figure leaning lazily on the soft couch of the carriage is exposed. He is dressed in a black shirt and is cold and evil. At the moment, his long eyelashes are slightly drooping, and the ink hair tied by the jade crown is scattered behind him, such as waterfall and satin. The radian from the side face to the jaw and then to the neck line is perfect and incredible, like the beauty of immortality and evil confusion in the painting.

Dye Bai kept lifting the curtain and stared at him for two seconds.

His eyes were very pale.

The curtain of the car was lifted off guard.

A figure accompanied by the night, accompanied by the night wind to send a strange breath into.

Mo Liyan paused for two seconds, gently opened the long, narrow and deep Danfeng eyes, and the radian at the end of the eyes outlined the ferocity of demon governance. The surrounding Qi field oppressed people everywhere.

Dyed white silk looked at him calmly without fear.

"Have you seen enough?" the atmosphere in the carriage maintained a deafening silence for a moment. The young prince's thin lips opened gently, his eyes were too cold, wiped away a bit of sarcastic hostility, his tone was light and cold: "if you have seen enough, get out."

After that,

He leaned on the soft couch, his slender fingers gently against his forehead, closed his eyes and said nothing. The handsome beauty face looked more and more like a fairy in the rising incense, but his aura was quite the opposite.

Ruolian hurried forward in this gap, afraid of the lingering low pressure, hurriedly lowered her voice and said to ranbai, "Miss, come down quickly."

Damn it!!

Dyed white slowly smoothed the snow colored sleeves blown by the breeze and took back his left foot.

The coachman drove his carriage slowly through the night.

Ruo Lian followed ranbai and walked on the left side of the low luxury carriage.

Relieved, she hurriedly explained to ranbai as she walked. Her voice was deliberately low for fear of being heard by the noble master in the carriage: "Master Zi is used to cleanliness. He doesn't like to sit with others or make claims. If you are from King Jin's residence, there are more rules to abide by. The most important thing is not to offend master Zi. Master Zi likes peace, so miss..."

Ran Bai walked slowly with the carriage and looked straight at the road ahead. Her slender white fingertips smoothed her sleeves. Listening to Ruo Lian's words, she agreed. Finally, she said, "charming."

Ruo Lian: "

Ruo Lian:!!!

When ranbai spoke, he did not deliberately lower his voice, nor did he deliberately raise a high tone. He just spit out these two words in a normal tone, not light or heavy, flat and light, just like telling a fact.

In the carriage, Mo Liyan, who had closed his eyes and listened to ruolian inadvertently, suddenly heard the voice of the young girl qinglingling say a word, and his fingertips were caught off guard.

"If you can't speak, go back to the king."

A cold and violent voice came out of the carriage. Regardless of the tone, the low magnetic and clear sound line was good to hear too much, but it was a pity that it was tinged with a thin anger and a cold smile.

Ruolian almost kneels down to ranbai.

Can her new master not be amazing day by day?!

She really can't afford it!

As a cold hearted dark guard, Ruo Lian has tasted several emotions today and is miserable.

The master is not so easy to mess with!

Calm down, miss!

It's a reprimand to put it in others' ears, but dye Bai listens,

It's all anger after being exposed.

The truth is still to be told.

Um... More delicate.

I can't care.

Tut.

Ruolian trembled for fear that ranbai might say something amazing again. He quickly abruptly turned off the topic and lowered his voice: "Miss, are you tired? You're going to the palace soon."

Speaking of the Imperial Palace, ruolian is a little more worried.

I just hope that the new master will not make any trouble in the palace.

Although what this said

Ruo Lian has some strange feelings of approval at the bottom of her heart, but she really doesn't dare to agree in front of her master!

People who practice martial arts have extraordinary ear power, let alone such a distance.

Mo Liyan listened to Ruo Lian's words in the carriage and whispered. Junyan was a little cool. He didn't have the mind to close his eyes and refresh himself. He casually played with the pure jade pendant with transparent texture in his hand.

When did the dark guard he trained know how to open his eyes and tell lies?

Tired?

The assassin doesn't even have this strength?

It's less than a quarter of the way from the palace. Where did you come from? You'll be there right away?

Although he thought so, Mo Liyan was not interested in saying anything. He looked cold and his eyes were cold.

After a few seconds, he suddenly thought that the assassin caught in the dungeon of King Jin's residence would lose his martial arts. Mo Liyan, the torture in the dungeon, didn't know that the man survived for three days when his martial arts were abolished. His injuries could not be cured in a short time. Therefore, if he had too much activity during the healing period, I'm afraid he would tear the wounds and leave the root of the disease

But what does this have to do with him?

A mere assassin,

Die, die.

Mo Liyan threw down the jade pendant in his hand without expression, and never looked outside the carriage.

The carriage belonging to King Jin's residence drove smoothly all the way to the palace. The night wind occasionally brushed the curtain, opened one corner, and vaguely exposed a silhouette of the side face. At a glance, the night was a pen, the breeze painted, outlined the most beautiful. The fierce and indifferent Danfeng eyes were hidden under the long eyelashes, and the demons were also full.

It seems that God's residence came to the world.

Passers by couldn't help looking at such a scene.

After about half an hour,

The carriage stopped in the palace and had to go for a short time.

The car curtain was lifted by the slender and clear fingers of the bone joints, and the cloud black sleeves fell on the wrist bones, covering the white wrist.