Chapter 2923

It belongs to her.

She wants or doesn't.

Like or dislike.

No one else.

Suddenly,

The crimson blood was suddenly vomited out by Mo Liyan, winding down from the corners of his thin lips!

With his own strength, he broke free from all shackles regardless of the danger of breaking meridians!

moment

Reach out and strangle the girl's slender and fragile neck, and throw the person lying on his body aside. Without pity and hesitation, he has pressed the person on the soft couch and bent one knee strongly against her!

"You just want to die, don't you?!" his fierce Danfeng eyes burst out a dark and dazzling sword shadow in an instant. The bottom of his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, cold and angry, and his whole body showed absolute killing intention and cold cruelty.

The young prince strangled the girl's slender neck with both hands, and ran Bai was forced to look up. The neck line looked up in a tight arc. His throat seemed to be invading blood and narrowed his eyes slightly.

To be exact, she had expected such a scene in advance.

The sense of suffocation gradually poured in, and breathing became extremely difficult and precious.

But ranbai didn't struggle. She just stared at the white character mark at Mo Liyan's clavicle with a very calm look, and her eyebrows and eyes bent a little like a breeze.

The soft couch was full of blood,

I don't know whether it's his or hers.

The two people are entangled together, and the clothes are intertwined with each other, so it is difficult to get rid of them.

Dye Bai coughed hard for several times, looked the same, and told him seriously and happily, "it's very nice."

She smiled, "really."

The strength of Mo Liyan's hand became stronger and stronger. It seemed that the next second would directly break the girl's neck and take people's lives.

He smiled coldly and looked up at the girl's suffocation. His voice was cold and hoarse: "is it too cheap for you to die like this?"

Mo Liyan approached her ear and said, "what do you say, huh?"

Outside the palace,

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he got the smell of blood in the room. He held his sword hard, motionless, approached the door and asked, "master, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Liyan could feel the breath and action of the seventh day approaching. He stared coldly at the people on the soft couch. The deep and cold pupils slowly stirred a whirlpool storm, which was extremely dangerous.

He looked at the girl's pale and bloodless face indifferently. After a little silence, he slowly released his hand, slowly straightened up, stood next to the soft couch, his thin lips gently opened, and his voice was ice dumb: "step back."

His voice mixed with the wind and rain fell together, but it was colder than that ruthless rainstorm.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he sipped his lower lip, dared not ask more, and bowed his head and retreated.

The rain knocks on the window at night and the wind flies.

The light in the bedroom is dim and clearly extinguished, and the people in it are in the shadow and can't see through their faces.

Dyed white was breathing lightly and faintly. She narrowed her eyes with some impatience, and the sense of suffocation dissipated like the tide, but the spread of poison became more and more intense. Her fingers suddenly retracted, ignoring the ink, she leaned on the soft couch with one hand, coughed violently for several times, and her fingertips turned white because of force. She suddenly coughed up a mouthful of red blood and vomited on the ground!

Mo Liyan looked on coldly, wearing loose clothes and thick black clothes mixed with blood. He raised his hand. The cold finger belly casually rubbed the position of the clavicle and scratched inch by inch from the bloody wound. You can feel the convex and concave marks under the fingertips very fresh.

Then he used his strength to press on the brand, as if he felt the existence of a disgrace, disgusted and cold.

It seems that I can't feel the pain at all. Despite the confusion of meridians, the almost broken colic of the viscera and the sharp pain on the knife cut, I don't change my face, but I have a habit of calm.

Beside the flickering lamp, he looked down at the figure in blood on the soft couch. After a little silence, he said without emotion, as if he were describing a fact: "the king should have killed you directly at the beginning."

"What a pity." ranbai Mian straightened up, pulled away a light mocking radian, and quite carelessly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips, "it's no use for King Jin to regret now."

"Unexpectedly, on a whim, he raised such a disaster as today." this was a rare thing unexpected to Mo Liyan, and it made him hate the shame in his bones. The young prince arranged his clothes, lonely and rigorous. The black brocade boots stepped on the dagger falling on the ground and approached the girl gently. His words were light and ironic: "it's disgusting."

The light leaping from the lamp fell into his pupils and was instantly annihilated by the darkness.

Ranbai meets his eyes. She listens to the rain outside the window and the prince's indifferent voice. Suddenly, she laughs.

Gradually die in the most wanton smile, which is in full swing.

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It's not too long,

Dyed white has returned to its original starting point again.

But it should not count. After all, this is not the first dark cell.

It is a single stone chamber at the bottom of the dark prison.

In a confined space, the only exit is completely sealed. There are no windows, and the sun will disappear. The air is cold and humid. There will never be any light shining in here. The place touched by your eyes is only darkness, endless darkness, and you can't see your fingers. It's too small and inconspicuous to be here alone, As if it could be swallowed and torn up by such darkness at any time

There is no sound around, no sound, and there will always be only your own breathing.

Dead silence, boundless darkness, dormant beasts.

It's easy to drive people crazy.

But dyed white is used to such quiet and dark.

She leaned silently against the corner and pressed the bleeding wound at will.

To be exact,

The girl was dressed in white. She was originally snow and frost and spotless, but now she was dyed red by blood inch by inch. The extremely dazzling blood red was like a fire burning suddenly in the dark night, and there was a bit of indescribable and strange decadent smell of death.

Come out of the bedroom,

Dyed white was directly locked up here.

It's been three days. I haven't seen anyone since the second I got here.

The attack of mind control Gu has passed, and it's much better.

Unfortunately, he was too weak to stand up to any trouble. He had a fight, got caught in the rain and suffered some injuries. He didn't eat, drink or drip in such a dark and humid closed environment for three days. Then he experienced the attack of Gu poison. It seemed that he had a high fever and his burning consciousness was a little dizzy.

Dyed white half narrowed her eyes, and her pale jaw gently pressed against her knee. From three days ago to now, she has been shrouded in the dark, silent and sleepy.

I don't care about the current situation and life and death.