Chapter 3017

Then

Just hit the dyed white in the room.

Dyed white: "

She pondered for two seconds and looked at Mo Liyan with a smile: "does King Jin have to turn over the window to visit?"

Mo Liyan's eyes were quiet, cold and neat. He turned the window. He was calm and precious. He asked her in a low voice, "otherwise would you like to see me?"

Dyed white, but did not laugh.

The answer is in silence.

"Ling Bai, do you want to capture Da Chu?" he asked ran Bai in a very quiet tone. There was no emotion. It was like asking a common question.

And ranbai replied with the same calm and magnanimous: "yes."

She did not hide Mo Liyan, nor did she deceive Mo Liyan.

But plainly admitted the real purpose of her layout from the beginning to the present.

"Is it your wish?"

"Yes."

"Sure?"

"Don't stop."

Mo Liyan was quiet for a few minutes and asked, "can you kill innocent people because of the war?"

"Why? It doesn't make sense."

That's No.

Jin Wang approached step by step. His eyebrows were picturesque and unfathomable. A pair of Ling narrow eyes reflected the white shadow. The light fell on the bottom of his eyes and disappeared in an instant. Word by word, it was like a clear wind blowing the strings of the piano and the moonlight falling on the lake. The words were cold and solemn: "can you be kind to the people of Chu?"

His expression was indescribable and impenetrable, like an abyss and a cold pool, which contained an emotion that dyed white could not understand.

The girl princess was dressed in red like blood, and her eyes reflected the snow color. Although she did not solve the problem of ink Liyan, she still gave a positive and serious answer: "nature."

Power and interests, treacherous war.

If one day it turns out that Da Chu is subordinate to Han, he should be kind to the civilians and return them a prosperous and safe life.

After getting the answer, Mo Liyan nodded. His slender eyelashes covered the mood at the bottom of his eyes, and his tone was light and cold: "that's good."

At this moment, ranbai doesn't know why Mo Liyan asked such inexplicable words, but when she really understood later

Winter is bleak and the light is dim.

The halo is dense in the air, but it can't add half of the warmth.

King Jin suddenly slightly hooked his lips and spread a very shallow and light smile, like a wisp of misty cold moonlight.

He asked, "give me a hug?"

She refused, "No."

The next second after he got the answer, Mo Liyan suddenly took a step forward and hugged the girl. It was very hard. It seemed to be engraved in his bones. It was a posture of strong possessiveness. He was slender and tall. At the moment, he was condescending and holding dyed white. He was cold and domineering, like encircling his own possessions, and his soul-stirring dignity and loneliness circulated, It has a certain meaning.

Caught off guard, I was hugged by someone. The shallow lingering clean and pleasant smell was like the first snow in winter. Dyed white picked a delicate dark eyebrow.

The familiar and unfamiliar breath is intertwined with temperature.

Mo Liyan's heart was held by a dagger, and ran Bai's voice was melodious and pleasant, cold and light: "I said King Jin, can you get out of the way?"

He dropped his eyes and took a look. Instead of letting go, he put his jaw on the top of dyed white hair. His arc white and exquisite chin gently rubbed the girl's dark hair. He was overbearing and unreasonable: "if you want to stab, stab, let me hold it."

Maybe it's the last time.

In fact, I really want to hold it like this all the time

Just break her wings, destroy everything about her and imprison her beside him.

She's his.

But,

may not.

She'll be unhappy,

So no.

Indulgence

Once is enough.

Dyed white: "

Her expressionless face pushed Mo Liyan away ruthlessly with a dagger, "stay away from me."

Mo Liyan was pushed away. After a slight pause, he looked at the princess in front of him. It was abrupt without any omen. Like countless meteors, they inadvertently cut through the eternal night sky: "Ling Bai, I like you."

Then he said, "Ling Bai, I like you."

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence without any sound.

Dyed white and quiet for two seconds, her eyes looked at the Jin king in front of her faintly, which was a cold and precious feeling that had never changed since she first met.

She suddenly smiled, a pair of peach blossom eyes are the temperature that the sun can't warm, her face is picturesque, her eyebrows and eyes are wanton, and her lips are half cold.

She just said a word, "I --"

Mo Liyan interrupted quickly, calmly and quietly: "I lied to you." he also smiled, "don't believe it."

Now that you know the answer,

He would rather never hear.

It can also leave a false impression of self deception.

Ran Bai didn't speak again. Her eyes were quiet and cold. "Mo Liyan, you are really sick."

You can think of such a lie you like, just to tease her.

Oh.

But Mo Liyan calmly replied, "HMM."

She is his poison and his antidote.

The winter light halo outlined the outline of his side face. It was cold and delicate. His eyelashes were slightly drooping, and a layer of shallow gold fell on the tip of his eyelashes.

His expression is calm and restrained, cold and fierce. Just standing there, he will subconsciously look up to us, which is an unfathomable, gentle and noble feeling from the beginning to the present.

Mo Liyan stared at ranbai. His narrow and deep eyes were three points darker than ordinary people, like the vast night sky. At the moment, only ranbai's shadow was reflected.

He said, word by word, calmly and coldly: "goodbye."

Maybe,

never see again.

The voice fell,

King Jin did not pause for half a minute. He turned around without hesitation and never looked back. He turned the window and left in a few moments. He was also silent when Tathagata came, and his back was always straight and lonely.

That day.

It's the end of winter.

It still snowed heavily. The cold wind roared and rolled up all over the sky. The wind and snow fascinated people's eyes. All their sight was occupied by the snow, overturning mountains and rivers and heaven and earth.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

It was like a very ordinary winter day, an ordinary night, but blood stained mountains and rivers.

It was late at night. The pale, cold and white moonlight spread out. Mo Liyan was in his study and dressed in black brocade clothes. He was always calm and noble. He looked down at the map of various military points in the imperial palace. He didn't know what he thought. He seemed to ask casually: "have they left?"

Seventh day, I understand,

The master said Korea and others.

Now the great Chu is in such a mess. It's the most normal decision to stay and leave for fear of disaster.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he respectfully reported that he had left the post station today. According to the master's instructions, the sixth dark guard team tried its best to hide and secretly protect Miss Ling Bai's safety until he escorted her all the way to South Korea

When he got the answer, Mo Liyan was a little silent for two seconds. As if nothing had happened, he let out a sound. The long eyelashes fell into the shadow, his left hand did not move, folded it tightly in his cuff.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, I solemnly said, "please rest assured, if there is an accident, even if all the six dark Wei teams are destroyed, Miss Bao lingbai will be safe and sound."