Chapter 2953: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Ninety-Four)

"However, everything is over." The dazzling snow light reflected in the dyed white eyes, and was instantly annihilated by the darkness at the bottom of her eyes, and everything was dead.

She withdrew the long sword with a "swipe!" and inserted it into the scabbard. The movement was so fast that it was impossible to catch.

"I hate you, and it just so happens that King Jin doesn't like me either. Do you understand what it means to not interfere with each other?"

- It just so happens that King Jin doesn't like me either.

It's just a word,

It is such a simple and true sentence.

But it hit Mo Liyan's heart hard, and at that moment, all his calm and indifferent appearances were broken, a stormy sea was set off in the depths of his heart, and the suffocation feeling of sinking in the deep sea surged.

In an instant, Mo Liyan was like an ice cave, the blood seemed to be flowing backwards, and the whole figure seemed to fall into the abyss from the edge of the cliff. There was no support point, no landing point.

He and Dyebai looked at each other.

The eyes seemed to reflect a white figure, the pupils were as deep as ink, and the color of the abyss swallowed all the colors.

"This king..." He opened his thin lips lightly, trying his best to maintain his calm appearance, his fingers turning white.

Mo Liyan wanted to deny it, but looking at those eyes, he couldn't even deny it.

And Ranbai didn't give Mo Liyan any time to say anything more. Her fingertips slid across the scabbard, and her expression was cold and evil.

She stood against the snow.

"Want me to take you?"

softly.

"Send you to die?"

Dye Baixie hooked his lips: "But it doesn't hurt to send you a few blessings."

Mo Liyan saw that the girl's red dress was like fire, the most flamboyant and decisive color, as if it symbolized all the wanton, all willfulness, all dangers in the world.

The blades contended, and the long sword came out of the scabbard instantly, and the sound of breaking through the air was piercing, as if it pierced the sky and the earth, and slashed the white snow from the sky!

The cold wind was rustling, the white snow was vast, and the dazzling snowflakes flew along with the shattering cold light and fell to an unknown direction, soaring up to 90,000 miles!

Yanbai held a sword and approached step by step.

"I wish King Jin his defeat and never return to the capital!"

Word by word, word by word.

"I wish King Jin to fall into the abyss when he has a splendid future!"

Mo Liyan listened to the girl's words very seriously and carefully, and almost every word was engraved in the bottom of his heart with blood, and a deep blood was torn open like a knife and axe.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

On the contrary, the cold wind was filled with empty light, raging and swept through the internal organs, straight and heavy through the heart.

"This is... what you want?" Mo Liyan didn't know what emotion he asked this question, but the tone of the young King Jin sounded very calm, but it implied that I can't tell the difference between Qi Jue and the unknown, and the voice line is trembling, and it seems like it's just an illusion.

"Yes." Sword flowers flashed in the air, snow drifted thousands of miles, icy cold, and the red-clothed girl had picturesque brows and stunning eyes, "Is King Jin satisfied with this blessing?"

Mo Liyan's dark and dazzling light and shadow seemed to be injured by a sharp blade. After a heavy blow, it smashed apart, reflecting the long sword piercing the air, causing the sky to be cut into countless pieces of snow. After a while, all the emotions faded like a tidal wave, and it became cold and difficult to add again, just as the moment of loneliness that was difficult to capture was just a complete illusion.

"You think so?"

Dianbai replied without hesitation, bloody clothes like fire, peerless posture, calm and cool: "Yes."

Mo Liyan stared at Ranbai, his eyes never blinking, as if trying to identify something, but in the end he found nothing.

In fact, when he came, Mo Liyan wanted to say a lot.

He wants to tell Ranbai that letting her go out of town tomorrow is not to amuse her or disgust her.

When the Lin family was brilliant more than ten years ago, every time his grandfather went on an expedition, dressed in armor, and fought for the country, there were always many people in the Lin family who tacitly sent him, not for others, but for his family.

This is the first time that Mo Qingcang has designated Mo Liyan to fight at the frontier. Mo Liyan also knows that Mo Qingcang just wants to use the hand of South Korea to deal with him, that's all.

There was nothing worthy of his concern in this battle, but for some reason, Mo Liyan just wanted that person to come.

No reason.

Hard to tell why.

Mo Liyan also wanted to tell Ranbai that if Ranbai was still angry because he threw the rabbit lantern that day, he could give her another one...

but now,

It seems that nothing needs to be said.

After all, the person in front of him wanted him to die. What exactly did he want when he said these words, just to humiliate himself?

Everything I wanted to say was wiped out in the cold winter snow, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

Mo Liyan only felt a little blood splattered in his throat. He rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty, swallowing the uncontrollable blood and words, like swallowing a sharp and sharp blade, surging with pain.

"Are you satisfied?" Ranbai sneered coldly, without the slightest temperature, it was even more bitingly cold than the heavy snow in the cold winter, and then lightly spit out a simple and ruthless word: "Go away."

The screen freezes at that moment,

The girl in red dress is flamboyant and cool.

Standing in front of King Jin, but isolated from this ice and snow day, a whole world.

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"Big, lord?"

Chu Qingyu was still carrying a medicine box in his hand, which was to be checked by Mo Liyan. As a result, when he arrived at King Jin's mansion, he found that Mo Liyan was not there at all, and he had been out for almost a whole day and never came back. Some wonder where Mo Liyan went.

After waiting for a long time in King Jin's mansion, he finally saw that slender and stern King Jin came back, but when he got closer, he found that Mo Liyan was still stained with dried and dark red blood, and his whole body was covered with blood. Snow, and I don't know what he's doing outside, he has almost become a sculpture of ice and snow.

Chu Qingyu frowned slightly, but he was not surprised. He couldn't count how many times Mo Liyan had been injured. Who knows what happened this time, but what made him feel wrong was Mo Liyan's expression. and the breath emanating from him.

Peacetime...

very different.

Chu Qingyu walked to Mo Liyan's side in a hurry, looked at Mo Liyan's expression carefully, and didn't know the bottom of her heart, she just asked, "Sir, is there anything that needs to be resolved?"

Mo Liyan never responded to any of Chu Qingyu's questions along the way. His spine was stiff and straight, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word. He just strode back to the study, and when the door opened, he said that he was going back to the Jin Palace. The first sentence spoken.