Jin Wang's face was pale and abnormal, and his cold sweat was wet. He couldn't see clearly and dyed white. He couldn't see anything clearly in front of him, and the flame lost its color, as if the whole world had become dull and dark. He could only rely on the familiar smell of roses to identify where the only person he could trust was at this time.

"Ben Wang..." Mo Liyan stretched out his fingertips and, instinctively, pulled the dyed white sleeves very hard. His knuckles trembled and turned cold white. He didn't let go. It was like seizing the only light in the dark world, but the tip of his tongue pressed against his upper jaw and forced himself to pronounce syllables word by word.

What he wants to say is,

He can't see her.

Take him away.

But he just spit out two words word by word. Every time he lifted his thin lip, it was like bloody words from the depths of his chest. He wiped the tip of the knife inch by inch, hoarse and dry.

But,

Without hesitation, ran Bai mercilessly shook off Mo Liyan's hand. The red sleeve crossed a sharp arc in the air, symbolizing all ruthlessness. The red silk slipped through his fingers and rubbed it like a sharp blade. Even his fingertips felt pain due to friction, as if he couldn't grasp it no matter how he grabbed it.

The figure passed quickly in front of me, and the sleeves brushed coldly, but there was no temperature left.

And Mo Liyan's fingertips were still stiff in the air, motionless. He wanted to catch ranbai and follow her, but in vain. He had to catch people's hands and get rid of ranbai, so he stopped in the air. His fingertips kept trembling, at a loss, and blood dripping from the ground.

He couldn't see anything. He didn't even know where the man had gone. He just felt that the only familiar and reassuring fragrance of roses dissipated in the air without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Before he could speak, there was no need to say anything. Mo Liyan rolled the lower Adam's apple, like the sharpest blade when Sheng swallowed, ran through that heart and destroyed all his consciousness, as if he wanted to gouge out the bone with his heart.

At that moment,

He completely fell into the abyss, was severely destroyed, ruthlessly abandoned, could not breathe, could not ask for help, could not struggle.

Such a heart was burned and overturned in the fierce storm, snow and fire. It was cut open in front of ranbai, cold and trembling.

Mo Liyan is in a sea of fire. The raging fire wave spreads gradually, and he may be overturned at any time.

And he suddenly heard the man who had gone far shouting. The cold voice cut through the fire in the middle of the night. It came from a distance. Although he couldn't see things, he listened very clearly and hit his ears heavily.

A sound.

"Xie Jinshu!"

"Xie Jinshu!"

She didn't choose to leave.

She's looking for someone.

He wasn't looking for him.

Mo Liyan is like setting an ice cave, like being overturned and pulled in the deep sea, and he is addicted to it.

The hand frozen in the air never came back, let it stop there with blood dripping, hold the last glimmer of extravagant hope, wait for the man to come back and take him away.

But no.

"My Lord!" the frightened voice was from far to near. Chu Qing and almost looked frightened. They stumbled over, their eyes trembled and broken, and they almost didn't know what to do, "I'll take you out!"

Mo Liyan did not move.

He hung down his long eyelashes. His eyes were gray and empty. They lost all their Soul-catching colors. They were like two cold glass beads inlaid with no vitality.

With a very calm tone, he said to Chu Qing and word by word. The voice line was hoarse, and every word was very low. It was crushed by the cold wind and flame, as if it would be annihilated at any time.

"Go find Ling Bai."

"She's still inside." the pain of a heart being forcibly gouged out almost blood gushed to the bone crack, but Mo Liyan said indifferently and stubbornly, "you protect her completely."

Chu Qing and unbelievably stared at the king Jin in front of him. They were very angry, and bit their teeth: "sir?! what about you! What do you do?"

Mo Liyan closed his eyes and staggered forward step by step with a weak sense of direction, with a commanding tone: "protect her."

Chu Qing and stared at Mo Liyan's steps. He saw that his highness King Jin would directly hit the collapsed wooden frame in front of him in the next second. A stream of anger rolled in his chest. Finally, he pressed it down, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst up. He kept up with Mo Liyan. "I'll send you out safely first, otherwise, I can't find Ling Bai when I die."

Mo Liyan had no strength to speak again. He was in burning pain, especially in his eyes. He stepped out step by step in the hot fire, his back stretched stiff and straight, lonely and arrogant.

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And another place in the restaurant,

Ran Bai goes away, kicks away the obstacles with a cold face, and feels cold.

All the assassins on her side have been solved. Xie Jinshu doesn't know what's going on. She must catch an assassin back. I hope Xie Jinshu won't kill them all, but the problem is where is Xie Jinshu now?

Dyed white's eyes reflected two troublesome characters, and impatiently continued to look for someone.

Such a restaurant is teetering on the edge of explosion and collapse at any time.

The people in it,

They all seem to be deep at the edge of the cliff. I don't know when they will fall into pieces.

"Princess."

A soft cry.

Behind you,

Childe in white is matchless and smiles at her.

"I'm here."

After everyone left, the crumbling restaurant finally collapsed and hit one side of the street!

It's all over.

It's like just a new beginning.

That fire,

After Mo Liyan came out, he stood not far from the restaurant. Regardless of his serious injury and his eyes can't see things, he waited for dye white to come out.

Only by confirming that it is dyed white,

He was relieved.

Mo Liyan didn't know how long he had waited. Under the heavy snow, it seemed to bury all the darkness in the world. The biting cold swept through his body. Frost and snow fell all over his body, and he didn't move.

Later,

He still insisted on his consciousness. When dyed white came out, he could feel the voice of the man coming out and talking with.

Dyed white.

Just came out with another person.

That's it.

It's the person that ranbai looks for in the restaurant facing explosion and collapse at any time regardless of his own safety.

And he's in it,

What is it?

It's like a joke.

The next thing,

Mo Liyan's record is not very true.

But he heard from Chu Qinghe that he had been in a coma for nearly three days before he woke up.

It's like sleeping for a long, long time.

When Mo Liyan opened his eyes again, there was a darkness in front of him, which was bottomless and never had a border.