Mo Liyan looked at the girl opposite expressionless. An extremely strange emotion suddenly rose at the bottom of his heart, separated from his heart, slow and difficult to detect.

He just pressed down the broken ice like emotion in an instant. The deep eyes like overturned mountains and rivers did not contain any temperature emotion. There was only endless cold meaning.

He stopped and didn't move.

The storm, the relentless overturn.

Wet the girl's thin clothes. Every white dress was dyed red inch by inch, and the blood rolled down. It was close to her lonely and tight back line, and every nerve terminal was shaking violently.

The blood coat was dazzling and eye-catching.

It's like being overturned and falling in this ruthless storm at any time.

Dyed white almost poured into her throat and swallowed the blood she wanted to overflow. Her throat was like invading blood. She looked up, pulled out an absolute radian from her neck line, stared coldly at the dazzling lightning in the night sky, fleeting at the bottom of her eyes, and then fell into darkness.

In this darkness,

No one could see her dimly red eyes, which were broken inch by inch, and the sharpest light was refracted by the lightning just now.

The light in her eyes seemed to be annihilated by the shadow of the sky, torn and swallowed up in the boundless darkness.

Ranbai resists the pain of lingchi's sharp blade when the Gu poison attacks. He takes this dagger and rushes to Mo Liyan like a desperate gamble!

The two were entangled again.

Ranbai kills everywhere. Every move is extremely cruel and holds the purest and most substantive anger!

If Mo Liyan avoided it for another second at night, what he was waiting for was absolute death. He fought again and again. The young prince looked at her and asked calmly, "are you?"

Dyeing white stopped. Her eyes locked on Mo Liyan through the wind and rain. She refused to blink even if the rain mercilessly hit her eyes. The bottom of her eyes was red with blood, like dyeing blood, staring at his thin, cool and indifferent expression.

In fact, it doesn't need to be so calm.

She said, "as for."

Only two words were returned. It was also the first time to speak since the fight. The voice was hoarse and strange cold. It was very hard, but it was torn and drowned by the wind, sword and rain.

Because of their fierce and violent actions, a porcelain vase stained with blood was hooked out of the girl's waist seal by a long whip. With the action of Mo Liyan pulling back, it fell directly from high altitude and declined at a rampant speed, forming a tiny point in the night rain. Finally, it made a sharp sound and hit the ground directly!

instant,

The porcelain jade bottle was torn apart, and there were splashed fragments everywhere. You can still see the blood stained on it. At the moment, it was fragmented. From there, a blood red pill slowly rolled into the dust and was quietly washed away by the storm.

Chu Qing and stared at the broken, blood stained porcelain, and at the pill.

Finally confirmed one thing,

That's the antidote to heart controlling Gu suppression.

last,

With enough strength, Mo Liyan grabbed the girl's wrist, pulled it neatly and rudely in front of him, directly threw away the dagger in ran Bai's hand, and also threw out the whip in his hand.

"Don't fight." he looked down at her, his eyes like the abyss were hard to distinguish between joy and anger, and his voice was cold and indifferent.

He knows,

The heart controlling Gu on her body has broken out. She also knows that what has just been knocked down is the suppression antidote of heart controlling Gu, and she knows the pain she is suffering now.

Mo Liyan didn't want to fight any more,

Since the final result has been expected, there is no need to continue.

It's not what he wants.

Dyed white, her face was too pale and lost all her blood color. Because of the overwhelming colic, she couldn't tell whether it was the cold sweat or the cold rain on her forehead.

The girl's whole body had been wet by the rain. The rain mixed with blood flowed down from her. She was hurt all over. There was nothing good. It was shocking, miserable and fierce.

But her expression was not different at all, as if everything on her appearance was an illusion, and she didn't waste any effort to earn the clamp of deinking Liyan. The long eyelashes were unable to fall down. The blood light in the peach blossom eyes appeared, staring at Mo Liyan in confusion and confusion.

Asked softly, word by word, the light can't be lighter. It seems that it will float away at any time. Every word spit out is overflowing with strength from the throat that seems to be cut by a sharp knife and blade, slowly.

"Why did you throw away the dagger and whip?"

Mo Liyan stared at her coldly and didn't answer any questions.

The rain never stopped,

The storm hit the two people violently, splashing them, wetting their hair and clothes.

Dyeing white slowed down for a long time. A light smile swept over his lips, continued to bite hard, with a vague voice: "how do you want to punish me?"

Her eyes were very calm and dead. When she looked up at Mo Liyan, there was a clearly extinguished flame in the dark night. She seemed to try her best to rise abruptly again, but there was nothing she could do. She could only annihilate silently in the dark, could not light up again, and could only disappear completely.

He seemed to be an abyss that she was close at hand, but could never touch.

Mo Liyan stared at that pair of eyes. It was hard to get out of his mind. It was only two seconds, and he took it back indifferently.

His fingers clasped on the girl's wrist, and he could feel the cold body temperature, without any warmth, like touching the cold ice.

Mo Liyan raised his left hand. His fingertips slowly outlined the outline of the girl's side face. His action was light and cold. He had a casual feeling. He seemed to be rubbing a dispensable object and never answered the question of dyeing white.

Instead, he grasped the man and jumped easily on the ground from high altitude. The corners of their clothes were entangled together and could not be separated.

He didn't care that the girl was stained with blood all over her body, and the constant cleanliness habit seemed to disappear in a short time.

Mo Liyan also had many injuries because of the fight with ranbai.

He thought coldly,

This guy can fight.

Oh.

Unfortunately,

The blood red pill falling in the dust mixed with rain was constantly blown by the cold wind, and finally rolled down to Mo Liyan.

Alone and quiet, it exists on the side of the boots under the young prince's ice thick black clothes inlaid with light gold.

Mo Liyan slowly lowered his eyes and looked coldly. His eyebrows and eyes were fainted by the cold and thin meaning. He took back his eyes very blandly, and then looked at the girl with blood in his arms but still straight back. He could see the rapid frequency of the girl's breathing, the undulating radian of the shoulder blades, and the dark white knuckles.

She's putting up with it.

Forbear to say nothing.

Mo Liyan watched it gently. Then, he raised his feet very casually and calmly, and personally condescended to trample on the antidote that rolled under the black clothes. He pressed hard and ground it gently with his boots, slowly trampled on the tiny pill, crushed it and destroyed it.