And ran Bai is not interested. Everything about Mo Liyan is irrelevant to her. He even scratched the delicate dark lines on the whip without asking a word.

Only Mo Li is clear,

What exactly is he talking about.

On the day before his departure, she wished him to fall into the abyss on the occasion of his bright future.

At that time, he didn't care, and he once didn't care. As for the cotton wadding that has been blocked in the blood vessels for a long time, it seems to block the breath. The occasional sense of suffocation and deep and long tingling pain can also be ignored, can't it?

But now,

His highness King Jin, who is proud, conceited and cold, and has done everything in his life.

I have to face such a fact.

She wished him,

She did it.

He finally fell into an endless abyss at the moment when his future was bright.

Because of her.

Just because of her.

The quiet voice cut through the night and broke all the dead silence. Dye Bai was a little impatient to remind: "the carriage of King Jin's house is in the opposite direction."

She's driving him away.

She really hates him and hates him

Actually,

It's also normal,

isn't it?

So let the pricking pain across the blood vessels exist forever.

Mo Liyan was clearly aware of this, thought calmly and made a conclusion.

But at that moment,

He still stretched out and pulled the half angle of the girl's sleeve, trying to explain something.

Even though it was clear in his heart that it was just a play in which ranbai looked on coldly to calculate him, he didn't even care what ranbai chose. Nine times out of ten, it was ironic for him.

But Mo Liyan still wanted to say,

On that day, thousands of troops came under the city wall.

South Korea threatened him with her. He wanted to kill her, but he finally gave up.

He calculated everything and a victory.

He didn't... Kill her.

open mouth.

Silent.

Because at that moment,

A dagger slipped out of the sleeve, and the moment that people couldn't catch, it had cut off the corner of the sleeve that was pulled by people!

The red silk is scattered and broken inch by inch in the air, and the red light is intertwined and flickered, like the color of blood. It is broken by the cold wind and floats in an unspecified direction!

Mo Liyan's fingertips were slightly cool, and crystal blood beads dropped on the ice and snow from his fingertips. His fingers connected with his heart and hurt his heart.

She despised him so much that she immediately cut off her sleeves and cut his fingertips with a dagger without hesitation.

"King Jin, respect yourself." and ranbai has quickly taken back the dagger, as if nothing had happened, and spits out a word coldly and wearily.

"Third brother, Lord Ling Bai..." a gentle and incomparable voice came from behind. With the man's gradual entry, a pair of star eyes twinkled with unknown light in the dark night, "you're together."

Mo Liyan ignored him.

Ranbai didn't speak.

But Mo Rongxuan didn't feel embarrassed. He just smiled at ranbai with a good temper: "it's heavier late at night. Get on the carriage first."

Ran Baimo doesn't care, um, and turns to get on the carriage.

But was stopped.

She looked at the person in front of her impatiently, almost smiled, but her voice was cold: "what are you going to do?"

Jin Wang's temperament was cold and fierce, and his words were cold. He stared at ran Bai and stubbornly asserted: "men and women are different. Your coexistence with the carriage will damage your reputation."

Dyed white: "

"You mind me?" she said.

"I won't let him ruin your reputation." at this point, Mo Liyan didn't let go. His eyes were drooping, and his eyes were slightly heavy, with fierce dignity.

"I used to share a carriage with King Jin. Why did king Jin ruin my reputation?"

"The king is responsible." Mo Liyan blurted out a sentence without half hesitation. His palms were soaked with fine sweat and clenched slightly. The cold wind could not resist the accelerated heartbeat and the sudden hot light in the depths of his eyes, just like the fierce flame in the dark night.

His curved, delicate and bewitching Adam's apple rolled a little. He only felt astringent, but he always stared at ran Bai. He was rare and solemn: "if you like, my king..."

"I don't want to."

Before Mo Liyan finished, ranbai had mercilessly interrupted him and gave an answer without leaving any room.

The fiery light at the bottom of King Jin's eyes seemed to be hit hard by a sharp blade, split into broken glimmers, and dissipated slowly until half a trace could not be found, such as the night sky annihilated in the shade and fell into the dead darkness.

He blinked lightly.

... in fact, it's no surprise that he knows the answer.

It's also expected, but why does the heart still hurt?

He was impulsive.

How can we expect her to be willing under such circumstances.

But.

He won't give up.

never.

Even if we do it again,

He admitted it, too.

Dyed white said coldly, "get out of the way."

King Jin's tattoo didn't move. She just looked indifferent and said to her, "if you want to go, you can take the carriage of King Jin's house..." after pausing, Mo Liyan carefully whispered to reassure her: "I'm not with you."

Dyed white: "I think you are very ill."

After saying that, she whipped out of the air with a force on her wrist, mercilessly whipped on the person in front of her, and the sound of breaking the air rolled the broken snow and roared fiercely.

Mo Liyan held the whip in the air with one hand.

The two men fought directly outside the palace!

Actually, to be exact,

Ranbai is playing unilaterally. Jin Wang is only defending from beginning to end and has no intention of attacking more than half a point.

Mo Rongxuan watched the scene and his eyes were a little darker. Yu Guang noticed that King Jin hurt his fingertips and paused a little. He felt a little strange in his heart.

It's strange

What is their relationship?

Ran Bai's eyes said to Mo Rongxuan coldly, "go back first." then he didn't worry about it and made a fierce move.

Mo Rongxuan pondered, but didn't say anything, just got on the carriage.

Then I watched the carriage drive away and disappear in sight.

Ranbai raises her foot and kicks Wang Jin's heart, but Mo Liyan holds her white ankle in one hand. She turns over with great strength and steps on his shoulder to whip again!

Mo Liyan dodged slightly and let dye white attack.

"Mo Liyan, you're really sick, aren't you?" after playing for a long time, she was almost playing. Ran Bai thought it was meaningless. She sneered with a pair of peach eyes.

Mo Liyan just said to her lightly, "Mo Rongxuan deliberately uses you. It's not good for you to support him."

Dyed white said, "isn't King Jin also using me?"

This is an indisputable fact. Mo Liyan can neither refute nor refute: "you are a Korean princess. Why mess into the political situation of the state of Chu."

"This has nothing to do with King Jin."

Ran Bai took away her whip and didn't care what Mo Liyan said. Her words were thin and cool. She didn't see the bottom in her eyes. She didn't look at Mo Liyan again. She turned and left directly, crisp and clean.

Mo Liyan stood alone in the ice and snow, quietly watching the shadow of the girl walking away, and the snow color was reflected at the bottom of her eyes.

She chose Mo Rongxuan.

She would rather be against him completely.

She still stood on the opposite side of him.

Everything seems destined,

They missed it from the beginning.

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart and the pain is sharp, but Mo Liyan feels another kind of pain, which can cut people thousands of times.

King Jin was independent in the shackles of the Imperial Palace and in the wind outlet of the cold weather and snow. He allowed the sword and snow to hit his body again and again, running through his internal organs and separating his cold heart.