Chapter 3012

And he carefully protected the ice Linghua with one hand, clenched the dagger with the other hand, and turned around out of thin air. For a moment, his whole body fell into the cliff. The black coat hunts the wind in the cold wind and snow, and the arc across the air is like an ice blade!

His hands were stained with blood, with white bones, ten fingers connected to his heart, and the pain of bone etching was like a sharp blade cutting his flesh and blood again and again, crushing his fingerbones. The severe pain aroused the trembling of every nerve endings, but Mo Liyan couldn't let go, because once he let go, he would directly fall off the bottomless cliff.

Xuan Jimo Liyan tried his best to toss through the air with the help of the dagger inserted in the snow, and threw himself on the cliff again!

All this is just a matter of seconds, but it is fatal everywhere. If he is careless, he will be broken to pieces. However, he is looking for opportunities in his death. Every action appears accurately in his mind in an instant and has been calculated calmly for countless times.

However,

This is far from over.

Because Mo Liyan is still on the edge of death after he is out of the situation of death.

He heard... The cry of a wolf very close to him.

King Jin's fingertips moved slightly and raised his eyes coldly. His narrow and deep eyes reflected the wind and snow and the thrilling picture on the edge of the cliff.

Dozens of snow wolves in groups surrounded the cliff and gradually approached him, making a low hissing sound. Their green eyes were ferocious and cruel.

And Mo Liyan was alone and a dagger, especially when he was seriously injured.

This time,

Will he survive?

Even in the face of his own death and adversity, Mo Liyan still did not show any frustration.

He just calmly looked at this scene, calmly pulled out his dagger from the snow, calmly stood up, and then——

As always, face such a picture calmly.

The snow wolf chirped to him. It was a kind of hunting desire, which filled the air. It was a violent factor and a silent killing opportunity.

Beside the steep cliff, in the cold wind and under the sudden snow, his highness King Jin was standing tall, slender and lonely, with floating clothes, hunting and wind, in a trance, like the nine gods in the sky.

Mo Liyan's life,

There are countless desperate situations. On the verge of death, countless.

He lived in the ambush of murder, and he grew up in intrigue.

When not, looking for life in death?

Late at night in the mountains,

The snow overturned and the cold wind roared.

A cold moon was bleak and long night.

"Da, Da, Da..."

It was footsteps after footsteps.

Countless times I fell powerlessly on the snow, covered with ice and snow.

Many times, he got up hard and stubbornly, braved the cold storm and snow, and continued to move forward with difficult steps.

He was black and blue, bleeding, the blood on his body had begun to dry up and freeze gradually, and the wound was more painful when it was torn by the cold wind. He was like the last devil coming out of the abyss, but he always carefully protected the intact things in his arms for fear of damage.

In the night, there was a faint blue light, melting with ice and snow.

Impressively——

Wheatgrass!

He survived after all.

Half his life.

Even though he was reduced to such a situation, his expression was still solitary and elegant, cold and arrogant, and light.

He has picturesque features and deep temperament, like an abyss, like a cold pool and like an ancient sword.

Mo Liyan opened his eyes and looked straight into the distance. There was a long way ahead. There was snow and ice along the way. At the end of the distance was invisible darkness, like a sleeping beast, which could devour people.

It's a distance where you can't see any hope.

And Jin Wang walked away with heavy and slow difficulties step by step.

His purpose is simple and pure.

He wants to find her, he wants to go back, he wants to give her the ice diamond grass.

At this moment, in this world, it seems that only the endless long road and endless snow accompany him.

The pain of Gu poison is that the heart of the cone gouges out the bone, the wound on the body is unbearable, and the fingers are stained with blood.

And Mo Liyan walked forward without hesitation, even though blood gushed, bone cracks, broken liver and intestines, life was better than death in severe colic, and his body seemed to be torn up again and again, numb with pain. A heart seems to be pierced by the cold wind, full of holes, blood, desolate and cold.

But at the bottom of his heart, there is always such a clean and spotless position, which is incomparable warmth and irreplaceable obsession.

It is sober, firm, unshakable and indelible.

Between the vast heaven and earth, the mountains and rivers are frozen for 90000 miles, and the cold wind rolls up the ice and snow and soars to the Jiuchong sky!

In this world,

Who isn't? A narrow escape?

Alone, happy heart.

But,

He is not God after all.

When Mo Liyan felt that he might not be able to see ranbai, he began to calmly think about any other solutions in his mind.

But he was the only one in the vast world.

What should he do?

Fate is really not controlled by people.

Mo Liyan smiled low and strongly supported his ideas. It was difficult to walk against the snow.

Until——

He saw two people.

"Young master, are you sure the princess is here?"

"Of course she is."

"Now it's so noisy outside, why doesn't the princess return?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Find it for me."

A few words of conversation drifted in the cold wind and gradually broke.

"Mo Liyan...?" Xie Jinshu was a little stunned. He was not surprised to meet Mo Liyan here. After all, he also knew that King Jin went out after the assassin, but what really surprised him... Is the current situation of Mo Liyan.

Who can hurt the ink?

Mo Liyan paused. Ling's narrow eyes looked at Xie Jinshu coldly. After several choices, he finally kept it in his arms. Even when he fought with the snow wolf, he didn't splash a drop of blood and handed it to Xie Jinshu.

This is the only option now.

He at least believed that Xie Jinshu would not be bad for ranbai under such circumstances.

"Give it to her." even though he was hurt, he stubbornly supported a deep and linglie atmosphere because of the inherent indifference and noble atmosphere of the superior. Jin Wang's voice was as dumb as a blade.

Needless to say,

Xie Jinshu has understood.

Mo Liyan took the initiative to find him in front of him, which can only be related to that person.

today,

It's fifteen.

"She may be in the cave." the reason for using the word "may" is that Mo Liyan is not sure whether the person will leave halfway, but indifferently told Xie Jinshu the specific direction.

Xie Jinshu was silent and took the ice Linghua without saying a word. At the moment he took it, he could see King Jin's scarred hands and even the blood stained bones. Xie Jinshu's actions were rigid there for a moment.