Chapter 3013

In the next second, Mo Liyan withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened. His wide black sleeves fell down, and his hands were folded in his cuffs.

He said, "old rules."

From the beginning to the end, there is no need to tell that person's rules.

"Are you doing this now... Because of her?" Xie Jinshu asked word by word, locking King Jin's expression.

Mo Liyan's answer had no flaws, no hesitation, cold indifference: "No." his tone was calm and cool, like the night water in the deep pool, understatement: "it's just easy."

That's it.

With only a few words, it was easy to annihilate all the desperate experiences of looking for life in death and almost dying in the snow. In this way, there was no hesitation of negation, as if the facts were as plain and relaxed as his two words.

Xie Jinshu didn't see any change in King Jin's expression, as if it was really easy.

His eyes and eyebrows were elegant and indifferent, like ink painting, integrated with ice and snow, and said with a smile: "Mo Liyan... You say, if I kill you now, does no one know?"

In the face of such a sudden and undisguised killing intention, Mo Liyan said coldly: "you can try."

Xie Jinshu looked at him quietly and suddenly asked softly, "how important is that person in your heart?"

He has tried many times, but he is still elusive.

If it's important, you shouldn't have such an expression and attitude.

But if it doesn't matter, what is all this for.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Liyan asked coldly.

Xie Jinshu chuckled, his voice was ethereal and traceless: "well." he lowered his eyes: "you are a rare opponent I respect in my life. I don't take advantage of people's danger, but Mo Liyan -"

"You'd better be like you showed that you didn't like Ling Bai." Xie Jinshu said, "you can't love her."

"Can you afford it?"

Xie Jinshu smiled, "maybe."

"She's a member of King Jin's mansion all her life." King Jin said word by word, very cold, with the thorough chill of ice and snow.

"But she doesn't admit it."

"I don't need her to admit it."

As long as he believes,

Then all this,

You can't change it.

After Mo Liyan left, Xie Jinshu looked at the ice lingcao silently, frowned a little, and walked in the direction Mo Liyan said.

"Xie Jiu, what do you think of this Mo Liyan?"

"My subordinates don't know."

Xie Jinshu sighed softly, but his eyes were cold.

Looking at the snow covered sky and earth, Xie Jinshu suddenly remembered more than ten years ago.

It was such a winter.

It was the first time he saw Mo Liyan.

At that time,

He is seven years old.

It was also a winter.

The winter sun is bleak and dark.

That was the first time Xie Jinshu came to the state of Chu and came to the great Chu palace.

However, he was careless and lost his way.

By mistake, I smelled the bloody smell in the nearby air.

Xie Jinshu was very interested. On a whim, he followed the bloody smell and came to a desolate palace engraved with the three characters "fault Pavilion".

Surrounded by weeds, desolate and dilapidated, it can be seen that no one has taken care of it for a long time. It's hardly like a place to live alone.

And here it is,

The smell of blood is stronger.

Xie Jinshu, only seven years old, determined that this was the root cause, so he walked in without hesitation.

The little boy in white is better than snow, with clear and meaningful eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, just like a relegated fairy, which seems out of place with this place.

Until Xie Jinshu stepped into the palace hidden in overgrown weeds and lush trees. At the moment of opening the door, a strong smell of blood came to his face.

There is no body on the ground. It should have been treated, and the blood around it should be cleaned up. However, because it just happened soon, the smell still lingers. It is not difficult to imagine what tragic picture happened and how many people died.

Xie Jinshu walked in and suddenly stopped.

Because he was surprised to see a man.

It seems that he is a very young boy. He is dressed in black and looks thin and cold. The whole person sits against the wall, lowers his head and can't see his face clearly.

His body was stained with blood, even his clothes were dyed crimson, and he was hurt all over. He couldn't see where it was good. Just one look made people feel thrilling and miserable.

His legs stretched out horizontally. With a strange and weak radian, he could see that the exposed ankle was dripping with blood, and his hands were hanging on both sides of his body.

On the ground beside him, a large area of red blood was fainted, which was shocking.

It was not the first time Xie Jinshu saw such a bloody scene. He had been in contact with a lot, but it was the first time he felt such a sad and fierce face-to-face impact.

It looks like

He is also a teenager of his age.

Xie Jinshu, dressed in snow white and colorful clothes, condescended to your honor and walked forward. He looked at the young man at will and inquired curiously: "are you dead?" he asked carelessly, but he caught the young man's eyes off guard.

At this moment,

Xie Jinshu clearly saw the face.

Each stroke is just right and exquisite. The profile of the side face is lonely, light and cold, and the lines are clean and clear. The radian from the dark slightly high eyebrow bone to the eyelashes is very attractive, and the eyelashes are too thin and long.

A pair of narrow Danfeng eyes give people the feeling of extreme sharpness when they are picked a little. Under the bridge of the tall nose is the thin lips with light color and bewitchment, the radian of the lower jaw is beautiful, and the slightly tilted neck line extends to the clavicle is perfect, which has a cold and sharp feeling.

The pupil of the youth's eyes is dark and deep, like ink dye, containing unfathomable emotions, like an abyss.

Temperament is too cold, vaguely showing hostility, which is inaccessible, arrogant and noble.

Xie Jinshu trembled slightly.

He soon remembered who the young man in front of him was.

Third prince.

Mo Liyan.

After looking at the boy slowly for a long time, Xie Jinshu smiled, gentle as jade. He bent down and half knelt in front of Mo Liyan.

After looking at it carefully, the snow-white brocade boots intentionally or unintentionally stepped on the slender fingers of the young man who was unable to fall on the side of the body. If there was no rolling, with a bit of ruthless strength, the clothes fell loosely to cover such actions.

The little childe smiled indifferent and harmless, just like an ink painting. He blinked and asked softly, "do you want me to save you?"

"Please," he said with a smile, bending his beautiful eyes.

It should be a naive age, but he smiled calmly, less childish, more bad and killing hidden in indifference.

Even the tone is understated and elegant. I don't think it's bad at all. Maybe it's just a whim.

"Please, I'll save you."