Chapter 2949

Mo Liyan stared at ranbai. His thin lips opened gently and told ranbai, "my king is leaving Beijing."

Ranbai didn't care what Mo Liyan said to her, but raised her eyes a little and used a very cold and indifferent tone.

"Let go."

Just spit out two words.

Almost command words.

Mo Liyan's eyes were white, the atmosphere was silent, and there was only the hunting sound of the cold wind. The atmosphere was deadlocked for two or three seconds, and the repressed condensation filled the air.

last,

Mo Liyan still loosened the hand clasping the girl's wrist, hung on his side, covered in the ice thick sleeves, and clenched it very tightly.

Dyed white said coldly: "so?"

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Of course, ranbai knows that Mo Liyan will go out to fight as a coach, but what does this have to do with her?

Mo Liyan doesn't have any need to tell her this.

King Jin paused a little, and then spit out a flat and straightforward sentence: "tomorrow morning, it will be three quarters."

Ranbai picked up her eyebrows. She just felt that Mo Liyan was looking for something. She changed her posture, leaned sideways, looked at the young prince, listened to what Mo Liyan could say next, and her lips were filled with an ironic smile.

The girl's casual attitude and ironic smile made Mo Liyan's inexplicable eyes hot, subconsciously staggered and added: "it's the time for me to leave Beijing."

"What does King Jin want to say?" ran Bai was impatient and threw out a sentence.

Mo Liyan's eyes didn't blink. He stood in the snowy and frozen world. His side face was lonely and beautiful, and he was like a fairy. His thin lips were light colored and bewitched. It was probably the first time to say such words to people. His tone was a little stiff and indifferent. He was cold and cold like telling orders: "you come and send me the king."

The atmosphere died down, and no one was talking.

After a little silence,

Ranbai glanced at Wang Jin's indifferent and precious expression and suddenly smiled. The laughter was broken by the north wind, but the irony contained was not reduced.

"Who are you sick of here?"

A light sentence, wrapped in wind and snow, hit the bottom of my heart, like a steel needle stuck in my heart, tore open the wound, kept pouring cold wind, and the beating of my heart stagnated for a moment.

Normally, his highness King Jin, who is always high above, can't produce any anger in the face of such words at this moment, except for the unspeakable detailed pain.

Mo Liyan slightly trembled the crow blue long eyelashes. A light snowflake melted on the tip of his eyelashes. At the moment of vibration, the crystal water color rolled down on the fundus of his eyes, with the cold meaning of ice and snow. The light of his eyes was a moment of shaking waves, such as a sign before breaking.

He was dazzled by the roaring wind and snow and cool snow, and his sight was slightly blurred, but his eyes were still locked on the dyed white body, and his expression was still a kind of calm indifference.

"Ben Wang makes you sick, doesn't he?"

Dye Bai didn't care about the reaction of Mo Liyan at all, but gave a light Ho, obvious disgust and intolerance.

She said.

"Yes."

Just a word, without any hesitation, fell into the air and made a sound.

"Jin Wang should know how much I don't like you." dyed white hooked the lower lip corner, which was the arc of a smile.

Mo Liyan was silent for a moment and said in a flat voice: "you once chose King Jin's house. You took heart control Gu without asking. You said you would never betray the king. You also waited outside the study because of Rose Crisp..."

In fact, Mo Liyan wanted to say a lot. For example, she once said that he liked it. She also bought him rabbit lights and so on.

When saying this, Mo Liyan didn't expect that so many things had happened between them. It turned out that everything was clearly engraved in his mind, and even every detail was never forgotten.

The weapon's shrill voice suddenly sounded, the cold light was broken and flashed into the bottom of his eyes, fiercely cut through the air, wrapped in a substantive killing opportunity, and arrived at the position of Mo Liyan's heart.

The snow flying all over the sky was cut off, and it was a vast and chaotic piece of white.

The girl in red is in full swing, like an abyss.

And now,

She restrained the last wisp of smile on her lips and looked cold and cruel. Slender, holding a long sword in her hand, was forced to the position of King Jin's heart, which was silk's undisguised killing intention.

Mo Liyan paused before he finished. He was always elegant and noble. His gestures were cold and cold belonging to the royal family. At the moment, he glanced at the long sword against his heart, and the sword tip stabbed in without hesitation. Because of his strength, he invaded the blood.

The crimson blood trickled down on the clear white snow and spread in an instant. It was like a winding rose symbolizing the beauty of death. It was crystal white and evil red, with a shocking beauty.

She hurt him without scruples.

The two of them stood in the snow and cold wind, holding each other, and the atmosphere was almost dead depressed.

Mo Liyan stared at the girl's peach eyes, which had collected all three thousand cold thoughts, and couldn't distinguish the slightest emotion. In fact, she didn't show any emotion before. Her emotional performance has always been very introverted, so introverted that she can't notice it easily.

He ignored the approaching sword and did not stop it.

Just asked in a calm and elegant tone.

"If you don't like it, why do you do this?"

Ranbai kept holding the sword all the time, motionless. She clenched the handle of the sword very hard, until her knuckles were painful, and her fingertips were cold and pale. She looked at Mo Liyan so coldly.

"Wrong." she said word by word. The strength of holding the sword increased and stabbed deeply. Each word seemed to be scratched from the sharp edge of the knife, and the danger was determined. "That's not like, it's my cheap."

Mo Liyan's body is slightly stiff.

Deep in the bottom of dyed white eyes, there was an uncontrollable deep emotion, as if destroying the sky and the earth. His eyes seemed to be stained with blood and sneered: "for you, this cheap and cheap feeling is too ridiculous."

She easily denied all her past feelings, all love, all paranoia.

It's like it never existed, never appeared, never so unbearable, and never made her so sick.

She chose, regardless of joys and sorrows, she did not regret.

But that doesn't mean she can accept it.

... No.

Mo Liyan wanted to say so, but he seemed to have no position at all.

Because he denied it himself.

Some words are like a double blade.

While bleeding others, it also brings itself sharp pain.