Chapter 2930

The silver sword is like a rainbow, the wind is cold and the light is broken inch by inch.

Xie Jinshu looked up at the lonely figure approaching with the sword. His thin lips were still filled with a smile of scenery and the moon. He felt the feeling of falling straight from high altitude like a broken kite and the dangerous smell of the approaching sword.

Smile and Mo Liyan's indifferent eyes.

The snow colored clothes fluttered and fell, and the clear jade pendant at the waist faintly showed a blue light in the moonlight.

So close to death,

Xie Jinshu hasn't felt it for many years.

Very exciting,

isn't it?

And just then -!

The long sword that straightened his heart was suddenly kicked open!

The sword light shifted by half an inch, but Mo Liyan didn't care at all. He just stared at the suddenly appeared figure in front of him, inch by inch gloomy.

Ran Bai didn't take care of Mo Liyan's next action. As long as it didn't hinder her purpose, she didn't care about anything.

The girl screwed off her eyebrows and held Xie Jinshu, who fell from the air, to stop the falling speed. At least she had a buffer.

She glanced at the jade pendant shaking from side to side. She was relieved to see that there was no damage. She even had an idea of throwing people away now.

Seal off: "..."

host!

help to the end!

Xie Jinshu didn't expect ranbai to appear at all, and helped him block such a sword. In a sense, the wrong circumstances also saved his life.

Although Xie Jinshu knew that he would not die in King Jin's house at all.

The falling speed began to become light and slow. Xie Jinshu had no time to take care of others. He just stared at the sudden girl without blinking, and happened to look at the cold peach blossom eyes.

In mid air,

The cold wind rustled,

The blowing girl's green silk and ink hair fluttered disorderly, against the pale and delicate face, it was gorgeous and beautiful. It was an aggressive surprise, but it didn't converge at all, but her temperament was cold and bone cold.

Dyed white to stabilize people, the long eyelashes dropped gently, looked coldly and faintly at the young man in white who was looking at himself, picked the dark eyebrows, and the end of the eyes outlined the arc full of evil. It was cold and evil, which could not be seen through.

Evil fawns are wanton and do not converge at all. They are bold and unrestrained, and they have collected all their elegance.

It's not the same as Xie Jinshu's impression of dyeing white at the beginning, or even the opposite, but it gives people a feeling that they should have.

In the fall, Xie Jinshu asked a blank question without much thought: "do you... Eat grapes?"

"Do you have?" ran Bai asked him with a smile.

Xie Jinshu really answered, "yes, I'm ready."

If ranbai thought for two seconds, then Xie Yi said lazily, "OK, give it to me later."

Xie Jinshu agreed.

Landing safely in midair,

Xie Jinshu blinked lightly, and there was an unreal feeling. He had time to look carefully at the figure standing beside the evil and strange coldly, but found that she seemed to be hurt all over. Xie Jinshu's eyes changed slightly and tended to be cold.

And Mo Liyan looked at the picture of the two people falling on the ground together. The fingertips pressed on the hilt of the sword turned white. The tip of his tongue pressed against his upper jaw and reluctantly swallowed the blood flowing into his throat. He still stood upright and arrogant without half shaking. His expression became colder and colder. He resisted the absurd idea of splitting the two people with a sword.

The young prince stood alone on the opposite side, with thin lips and a reserved and cold command tone.

"Come here."

His eyes were fixed on the eye-catching picture opposite, and he spit out two short but cold words.

Xie Jinshu was a little unhappy when he heard the command tone. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's wrist. "What are you doing in the past? Don't go."

Mo Liyan's thin lips were tight and close, tending to a straight line. The tight radian of his jaw was cold, and his eyes fell on the hand of the young master in white buttoned on the dyed white slender wrist, vaguely cool.

Ran Bai smiled lightly. First, she stretched out her hand slowly and easily broke off Xie Jinshu's hand on her wrist, and then opened her mouth: "you don't need to remind."

The girl took back her hand, dropped it on her side, and then collided with Mo Liyan's eyes in mid air. Her body was motionless and didn't mean to pass.

Mo Liyan's eyes tended to be gloomy, and suddenly sneered: "Ling Bai, you have a long skill."

"King Jin flattered me."

"Who let you out?" Mo Liyan slowly clenched the long sword and asked in a cold voice word by word.

"King Jin doesn't think it's funny for you to ask such a question to me, a man who wants to escape from prison?" ran Bai asks in reply.

There is no cover up of arrogance and provocation.

"Has the king allowed you to go?"

I don't know why, seeing the scene of two people standing together, the completely uncontrolled change on ran Bai's body and the extremely harsh words falling on his ears made Mo Liyan have an unprecedented cold and irritable feeling, like a thin line pulling his heart, and released some dark and strange emotions out of guard.

He questioned ranbai word by word.

The night was deep, the cold wind rustled, and the branches and leaves of the trees shook and rustled.

And dye Bai said softly in such a frozen and stalemate atmosphere, "did I say I needed your permission?"

Xie Jinshu stood nearby, slightly narrowed his eyes, turned his eyes, and looked at such a scene without leaving a trace.

There was a strange atmosphere and magnetic field between Ling Bai and Mo Liyan, which Xie Jinshu couldn't say.

He thought for a while and didn't come up with anything.

Simply smiled and broke such a repressive atmosphere, "that's really a coincidence, Ling Xiaobai."

"You want to escape, I want to rob, isn't it a good match?" Xie Jinshu gently and indifferent issued a harmless invitation: "why don't you go with me?"

"Ling Xiaobai, you should have left long ago. What can King Jin's house stay? It's terrible to return such a prince on the beach."

Mo Liyan QingHan looked at him and turned the long sword with a force on his wrist.

In a few moments,

Across Xie Jinshu's neck, the sharp blade was against Dai Qingse's blood vessels.

"Xie Jinshu, what are you?" Mo Liyan said calmly, "you don't need to intervene in the affairs of King Jin's house."

Xie Jinshu stretched out his hand, pressed his white fingertips on the silver sword, clamped his two long fingers and moved away calmly: "but there are people whom I like, so I can't sit idly by."

"Mo Liyan, I've never been from King Jin's house."

Ranbai watched the scene and corrected the prince's words. He smiled at the sharp eyes that turned suddenly. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were three thousand evil cold light. He patiently told Mo Liyan such a fact: "it wasn't before, it isn't now, and it won't be in the future."