Chapter 2924

"Host!! if it goes on like this, it's really dead! Don't think so easily?! this body is not resistant to tossing. Ah, bah, even the immortal's body can't afford what happened to you!" Feng Luo jumped with fear and trembled. After a long time, he was completely uncontrollable and irritable.

"What's your hurry?" ran Bai poked out the tip of her tongue, gently licked the pale, dry and cracked corners of her lips, and talked to Feng Luo with her mind.

Seal off: "..."

"I'm afraid you're dead."

Dyed white: "not dead yet."

Feng Luo is going to cry angrily, especially when he sees the host adult talking so painlessly, he wants to cry more, but he doesn't understand why.

"What are you going to do now?"

Ranbai thought a little and calculated. Her eyes were calm and wise, cold and bone deep. She said calmly, "wait for someone."

Feng Luo was blankly: "who are you waiting for?"

Ranbai didn't answer again.

"Isn't it just a man? The host doesn't care what you want. What does he do? Is it worth it? It's not worth it at all! The host, can you stop tossing yourself like this?!" Feng Luo began to be irritable.

No, it is.

Is it worth it.

Dyed white also thought seriously. Finally, she didn't care about smiling. The long eyelashes covered the gloomy and dead eyes, like the stagnant water of the cold pool. The bank was covered with fallen roses, scalding the shadow, leaving only a faint blood red light.

Her face was expressionless.

"Everything in the past, let me be cheap." she calmly spit out such a sentence, spitting out the most understatement in the most indifferent and casual tone.

It's easy to attribute all happiness and obsession to a mistake, a fundamental mistake.

In the past,

He is more important to her than life.

But reality hit her hard,

There are more unacceptable things in this world than life and death. She can accept him to kill her, but she can't accept his other actions.

How ridiculous.

The so-called love,

nothing more than this.

After such a long time, the heart that I thought would never cool down was just so vulnerable and full of absurdity after today's curtain call.

Once crazy, indulge, sink, let yourself not leave a way back.

Now she has to admit,

It's over.

I woke up.

She can never be reduced like before. It's time for her willfulness to come to an end, to put down and to calm down.

"Su, host..." Feng Luo was silent for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

Like... It's not original sin.

You don't have to be so considerate.

Ranbai calmed down for three days in such a silent and dark environment that she was most used to, and figured out all the man's heart piercing words and deeds again and again.

Obviously, every time I think about it, I am tearing up all the bloody scars like self abuse, but I still force myself, deliberately don't let go of myself, and taste the sad and cold emotion again and again. It seems that I must taste it.

She suddenly found out,

It turned out that it was just pale, all her joy and satirized all her obsessions.

All the emotions are mixed together, boiling and burning like a flame. In the end, they are ridiculous, but they can't resist the cold again and again and burn out. However, Nianxiang still tries to turn around in the dead ash, smoke, and try very hard to rekindle the fire with his own strength.

Finally, finally,

Completely extinguished, leaving no room for fantasy or.

Everything seems to have returned to its original appearance.

She forced herself to suppress all the emotions she shouldn't have, destroyed all the thoughts that shouldn't exist, and told herself over and over again.

Never,

Make mistakes again and again.

"The main task of this plane is to have the power to pour into the government and the public." ranbai asked fengluo calmly, "answer me yes or no."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Ranbai didn't speak any more. She thought that the most sensible thing was that she could use everything to calm down under any circumstances, then eliminate all unnecessary emotions like a programmed machine, and then take into account the overall situation and interests.

She calmly calculated the different ways she could choose next, and thought calmly.

The darkness concealed her expression and covered all the emotions that hurt through her heart but returned to death.

Her eyes were full of desolation, with a bitter calm of indifference, and seemed to be brewing edge and danger, unfathomable.

For the rest of her life,

I'll never like a person so much again.

Never again.

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And on the other side,

King Jin's residence,

In the main Pavilion bedroom,

The young prince in black leaned against the wall alone, looking almost cold and biting.

He held a dagger in his hand. The dagger was stained with blood. His hand was also stained with blood, even his body.

The crimson blood drifted in the air with a strong smell of blood.

Mo Liyan stared coldly at the mirror in front of him, indifferent and expressionless, stretched out his hand and roughly pulled off his collar, revealing the deep and obvious brand on the exquisite clavicle.

White.

Such a hard drawn and carefully carved word with a knife.

It suddenly appeared at the collarbone of the young prince's left shoulder, which was commensurate with his cold and abstinence temperament, adding a bit of indescribable wild * * feeling.

And now,

He's got blood all over his clavicle and injuries.

It was mo Liyan who drew it with a knife. He was cruel to himself in order to completely destroy the stigma.

But these three days,

Mo Liyan used countless methods and didn't hesitate to toss himself over and over again. He nearly fainted and had to destroy the brand by any means.

But that word,

But still on the clavicle.

It seems to symbolize that he is only the property of someone.

Staring at the obvious font mark in the mirror, the bottom of Mo Liyan's eyes rolled red inch by inch, as if stained with blood, flowing a soul stirring cold emotion, with gloomy and disgusting eyes.

Finally, in the dead and depressed atmosphere, he suddenly threw the bloody dagger in his hand heavily on the ground. It was cold and angry. With a full ten strong gravity, the dagger hit the floor and made a sharp and harsh sound. It pierced the floor and almost pierced the eardrum!

He felt angry again. He kicked over the chair next to him and threw it on the ground with a bang.

It's a mess.

"Lord, Lord." listening to the sound of smashing things from inside, he swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to provoke him.

For the past three days, the Lord has locked himself in the bedroom and won't go anywhere. I don't know what happened.

But it seems to have a lot to do with Ling Bai. After all, the master had a fight with Ling Bai three days ago. Later, I don't know why Ling Bai came out of the master's room covered with blood!

It was brought out by the master. When I saw such a picture, the seventh day didn't react.