Chapter 2988

With his slender and beautiful fingers, he tore open the collar of his coat and untied the buttons of his snow-white coat. After a few seconds, his action seemed like running water, revealing the cold and exquisite clavicle and the uneven marks on it.

It's a white word, a pen and a painting, deep and powerful, deep into the bone marrow.

Under Wang Jin's naturally cold, arrogant and lonely temperament, there is a bit more indescribable and unknown desire.

Ran Bai stared at the words on the king Jin's clavicle. Her eyes were faint and haunted with a faint mist. She couldn't really see her eyes.

She reached out and dragged the person into the spot. Her fingertips rubbed the mark inch by inch, like touching an object.

Mo Liyan was forced to bend over. He supported the girl's side with one hand. His heart beat faster unconsciously. He moved his eyes slightly uncomfortable and didn't dodge.

After watching it for a while, ranbai's words were also tepid and light: "I'll destroy it for you."

At that moment,

The heart rate, which was fast to abnormal, was hit hard without warning, trembled hard, and the reaction consciousness became blank.

Mo Liyan didn't quite understand. He was slow for a long time before he opened his mouth mechanically. He almost couldn't find his voice. Each word needed to spit out very hard: "what do you mean?"

"Literally." ranbai took back his hand, looked at Mo Liyan, and said plainly: "I think so."

"My previous behavior was impulsive, and now I don't feel it's necessary. It's not interesting to leave a thing. It's very boring." the young girl general's tone is serious and casual, which makes people completely unable to figure out her ideas. Dyed white smiled: "it's better to destroy it. It's irrelevant from now on."

After dyeing white, the room fell into a long silence.

Every word Mingming ran Bai said was taken apart, and Mo Liyan could understand it, but when they formed this sentence, Mo Liyan couldn't understand it.

Can't, or don't.

Who knows.

Suddenly,

Jin Wang pushed back several steps, pulled back the collar and tidied it up. His fingertips pressed on the brand of the clavicle. He was strong, heavy and white.

But he didn't care. He just opened his mouth and was silent. For a long time, he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to spit. The sound line was no longer stable: "no... it will hurt." he said and repeated again: "it will hurt."

It's funny that he, no matter how many injuries he suffered, never said the word pain. Now he said it in order to find a reason in front of dye white and for this brand.

He doesn't want to destroy it.

Maybe once, but now I don't.

Ran Bai felt that Mo Liyan would say something, but she didn't expect that Mo Liyan would say it hurt.

This makes dye white feel puzzled for a moment.

they hurt?

Mo Liyan suffered so many injuries that she had never heard of Mo Liyan say a word of pain.

Now you tell her it hurts because of this brand?

"What are you worried about? No matter how serious the injury is," ran Bai looked at Mo Liyan for a few seconds and sneered: "what's more, I remember King Jin always wanted to destroy it?"

"I hated you so much at the beginning. I regarded it as a disgrace and did not hesitate to torture you by any means. Now I'm finally going to help you destroy it. Even if you're not happy, what's the expression?"

Mo Liyan's hand hung on his side. In order not to let dye white see the difference, he folded it in the wide black cuffs and gradually clenched it tightly.

What should he say.

Said he didn't want to.

Said he found out he liked her?

Even he thought it was absurd and ironic, so he told ranbai what to do.

Like... Can't say.

How much this man hates him, he knows best in his heart. He said it, but he humiliated himself.

Moreover, he has too many scruples. He doesn't want to talk about happiness before the blood feud of the Lin family is avenged.

"It hurts." he can only repeat these two words with ranbai. The scene of that rainy night reappears in front of Mo Liyan: "it really hurts."

"Then bear it." ran Bai doesn't care. She rarely changes her mind about the things she usually decides. The general turns out a dagger from the side and has a shallow voice: "those who achieve great things can't even stand the pain?"

"Ling Bai -" Mo Liyan couldn't see the dagger, but he could feel the action of dyeing white. He accentuated his tone word by word and expressed his reluctance: "I don't want to."

Ran Bai approached Mo Liyan and played with the dagger in his hand, "what are you doing?"

The ink is silent, the side face lines are cold and sharp, and the breath is a little gloomy.

His hand was tightly clenched. Finally, he couldn't help knocking off the dagger in the girl's hand, because he couldn't see it. His palm just crossed the side of the blade and wiped a long blood cut, but Mo Liyan didn't care.

The metal dagger clanged and fell heavily to the ground, making a heavy sound.

Ranbai didn't expect Mo Liyan to be so resistant to this matter.

The noise in the room was not small, and soon attracted the soldiers guarding outside. One of them specially walked over, knocked on the door and asked outside the door, "general, what's up?"

Dyed white said no in a light and cold tone. A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Jin Wang and said in a light and slow tone that was not human at all: "Mo Liyan, do you want me to do it?"

"I'm very upset now. Are you sure you want to make trouble with me?"

"Are you angry?" Mo Li kept quiet for two seconds and whispered.

Ranbai didn't answer Mo Liyan's question, nor did she go to see King Jin's bleeding palm. She just said straightly and coldly, "pick it up."

The atmosphere fell into a frozen stalemate again, and the heavy cold air filled all the emotions.

Mo Liyan was afraid of ranbai's anger, and was afraid that ranbai hated him more. He would also say those more harsh words. Jin Wang, who had always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted, lowered his head first. Under ranbai's eyes, he took the initiative to bend over. Because he couldn't see it, he could only recall the voice that had just fallen down and confirm the position. His fingertips crossed the ground inch by inch, and finally stopped on the dagger.

The young girl general just looked down and calmly looked at his highness King Jin looking down to pick up a dagger next to her. Her eyes were slightly dark.

Mo Liyan picked it up again and clenched it tightly in his hand. He didn't want to give it back to ran Bai. With several efforts, he finally slowly handed it to the girl general. His tone was stiff and helpless: "don't be angry."

"It's just to help you destroy it, not to kill you. What are you doing with me?" ran Bai took over the dagger and looked at the bloody one. Her voice was cold and pressed King Jin on the soft couch next to her.

Mo Liyan asked her, "can't you not destroy it?" the sound line was light and slow, bringing out some groundless emotion.

"No."

Ranbai's answer was crisp and clear, leaving no room for improvement.