The Third Thousand and Thirty-Seventh Chapters Are Astonishing Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been Indifferent Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Seventy-Eighth)

all his life,

I'll probably never feel that kind of temperature again.

Mo Liyan carefully carried the person to the ice bed next to him, strands of cold air lingered, and the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant.

He held his hand that was dyed white, and he never let go, impatiently writing on the girl's palm over and over again, it was their name.

"I really want to lock you up..." Xindi muttered to himself, so low that he would drift away in the next second.

He didn't expect to move so quickly.

He selfishly wanted to wait for his eyes to recover and then look at her again, and he also selfishly wanted to see with his own eyes that Ranbai regained the kingdom of Bai, and the power and power went smoothly.

But……

That's too late.

If you let her go this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance to do it.

The return of the dyed white disrupted Mo Liyan's original plan, but it was also the most suitable opportunity to do it.

The cold and heavy pain almost shattered the texture of the bones, causing the blood to burst over and over again, and the pain was unbearable.

Mo Liyan held the snow-white handkerchief and coughed several times in a low voice. He could feel that he was coughing up blood, and he calmly threw the handkerchief aside.

"I will let you live well." The young emperor Jingui was restrained and unfathomable, and used all his tenderness to speak to Ranbai: "You can completely get rid of mind control in the future."

"Do you think it's good?" He whispered unhurriedly, even knowing that there would be no response: "I'm also very happy."

"If I die, will you be absent for a moment? Even for a moment."

"Probably not."

"fair enough."

The conversation with Chu Qing and Zai in the study a few days ago clearly appeared in front of Mo Liyan's eyes. He remembered every word clearly and engraved it firmly in his heart.

Chu Qingyu said that he had found the antidote for Mind Control Gu.

Maybe only one person needs to be sacrificed.

Use its poison and melt its medicine. Heart blood, cited for medicine.

The previous sentence Mo Liyan had seen in Chu Qingyu's bookstore, and he did so, but he still lacked some elixir and details.

As for the last two sentences.

Take blood as the lead and life as the source.

actually……

Chu Qing did not say anything, and Mo Liyan also understood.

Where in the world can such a person be found?

It's almost hopeless.

But Mo Liyan is the most suitable.

No one is more suitable than Mo Liyan.

Even Chu Qing and himself didn't know about this.

such a decision,

The moment Chu Qingyu finished explaining the interpretation method to him that day, Mo Liyan had already made it clear.

Bai Guo is the best gift he gave to dyeing white.

He has already arranged Chu Qing and the others' retreats one by one, so that they will have no worries for the rest of their lives.

He handled everything cleanly and without any scruples.

Mo Liyan took out the cold jade bottle he was carrying, and poured out the pills inside.

It was he who asked Chu Qinghe to refine it.

Use its poison and melt its medicine.

The emperor thought about such a sentence quietly, without any hesitation or hesitation, he took it, the Adam's apple rolled up and down for a moment, and swallowed the pill.

Even more clearly, the pain that penetrated the bone marrow came instantly, as if countless arrows had penetrated the internal organs.

And as if he didn't feel pain at all, he poured out the last pill again, put it in his mouth, supported the unconscious girl with one hand, leaned over, and pressed his cold thin lips to the man's lips, Patiently tossing and turning the pill little by little into Ranbai's mouth.

It was full of passionate but desperate kisses, entangled endlessly.

Ranbai knew that there was something wrong with that glass of wine.

Maybe it's a common herbal medicine, maybe it's a poisonous wine.

But she still drank, and in front of Mo Liyan, there was not more than a drop of wine.

At the moment when his consciousness was completely blank, Dianbai seemed to sink into a deeper and darker side of the world, with no support point, no landing point, and nothing.

In a trance, she felt a familiar and unfamiliar temperature, and every inch of it.

The unspeakable sadness and sadness were woven into a dense net covering the sky and covering the earth, slamming into the heart suddenly, every inch was an indescribable conflict.

……who is it?

After the transition is completed, it is—

Heart blood, cited for medicine.

Mo Liyan slowly straightened up, and the thin lips that were originally white were now smudged with a bit of moisturizing water, an indescribable bewitching beauty.

He picked up the sharp and sharp dagger placed beside him, and there was a chilling light in the darkness.

Not just heart and soul.

At the cost of blood loss.

Unable to see things, the young emperor's cold and temperatureless fingertips traced the outline of the girl's face very carefully, and he didn't dare to skim every inch easily.

He wants to carve her into his bones and into his blood, and he wants to be by her side at the last moment of death.

He made such a decision for two important reasons.

The first is that white must live. He understands that the mind control Gu is placed on Ranbai's body, and this person does not like it, and only when it is completely removed can he feel at ease.

Mind Control Gu existed for a day, it was a thorn between him and her.

If this thorn is not pulled out, the sun will never be seen.

second……

He couldn't stand the blood of others pouring into her.

He doesn't ask Dye Bai to forgive his selfishness.

He must do it.

She doesn't love him, the only way he can make her remember him completely.

Even at the cost of death, let their blood be fused.

He is still alive, but in another way.

The last drop of his boiling blood still surrounds and protects his white-stained heart.

forever,

cannot be separated.

who he wants,

Never let go.

Even in such an extreme way.

Even more ferocious, the fierce bone-eroding pain was like a deep sea, Mo Liyan swallowed the blood that poured into his throat, picked up the dagger, and without hesitation and resolutely made a deep stroke on his wrist. Bloodstains, blood rushing out, dyeing the white wrist red, it is a shocking death and beauty.

He leaned over and placed the wound on his wrist against his white lips. With the other hand, he gently squeezed the girl's shaved jaw, forcing the girl to drink blood.

The girl's lips were stained red with blood, and there was a thrilling beauty flowing. Drops of blood slipped down the arc of her jaw. After Mo Liyan noticed it, she picked up a new snow-white brocade and carefully wiped the stained white.

The emperor's expression was calm, with a deep and sharp demeanor.

he thinks,

He is content.

The attack of the gu poison and the pain in the wrist were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell what was going on. The internal organs seemed to be shattered by it, and a light breath was also a fatal pain.

But he didn't care at all, just focused on the girl in front of him.

After feeling okay, the other hand held the blood-stained dagger and stabbed it into his heart calmly and indifferently.

What does it feel like to have a cold and sharp dagger pressed into the heart.

Mo Liyan could clearly understand the pain that went into the bone marrow.

The blood stained the clothes deeply, and a drop of dark red blood tickled, inadvertently landed on the fingers of the dyed white hanging on the side.