Chapter 2926: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Sixty-Seven)

It belongs to her.

She wants it or not.

Like or hate.

No one else's turn.

Suddenly,

Yin Hong's blood was suddenly spit out by Mo Liyan, winding down from the corners of the thin lips!

With his own strength, he broke free of all shackles regardless of the danger of the meridians being shattered!

moment,

Reaching out his hand, he grabbed the girl's slender and fragile neck, and slammed the person who was lying on him to the side, without any pity or hesitation, he pressed the person on the soft couch, with one knee strong. Bend up against her!

"You just want to die like that, aren't you?!" His extremely sharp Danfeng eyes burst into a dark and dazzling sword shadow in an instant. The bottom of his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, cold and angry, and his whole body revealed absolute killing intent. and chills.

The young prince pinched the girl's slender neck with both hands, Yanbai was forced to raise his head, the neckline raised a taut arc, his throat seemed to be soaked with blood, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, not caring.

To be precise, she had expected such a scene in advance.

The feeling of suffocation gradually poured in, and breathing became extremely difficult and precious.

But Ranbai didn't make any struggles, just stared at the white mark on Mo Liyan's collarbone with a very calm gaze, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved like a breeze.

The soft couch is full of blood,

I don't know if it's his or hers.

The two were entangled together, and the hem of their clothes were intertwined, making it difficult to break free.

Ranbai coughed several times with difficulty, his expression was the same as before, and he told him earnestly and happily, "It's beautiful."

She smiled: "Really."

The strength in Mo Liyan's hand became stronger and stronger, as if the girl's neck would be directly broken in the next second, killing her.

He laughed coldly, looking at the girl's suffocating appearance, his voice was cold and hoarse: "Is it too cheap for you to die like this?"

Mo Liyan approached her ear and said, "What do you think, eh?"

outside the bedroom,

On the seventh day of the first month, he noticed the smell of blood in the room. He took the sword forcefully, approached the door with no expression, and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Mo Liyan could sense the breath and movements of the seventh day approaching. He stared coldly at the person on the soft couch, his deep and icy pupils slowly stirred up a vortex storm, which was extremely dangerous.

Looking at the girl's pale and bloodless face with indifference, after being silent for a while, he slowly let go of his hand, slowly straightened up, and stood beside the soft couch,

Thin lips parted lightly, and her voice was hoarse: "Go back."

His voice was mixed with the wind and rain, but it seemed more cold and cruel than the merciless torrential rain.

Chu Qi pursed the corners of his lower lips, did not dare to ask more, bowed his head and stepped back.

The night rain knocks on the window, the wind is galloping.

The light in the bedroom was dim, on and off, and even the people in it were in the shadows, unable to see through their expressions.

Ranbai was breathing lightly and weakly, squinting her eyes a little intolerably, the suffocation dissipated like a tidal wave, but the spread of the gu poison intensified, her fingers suddenly retracted, ignoring Mo Liyan, supporting with one hand Lying on the soft couch, he coughed violently several times, his fingertips turned white due to the force, and he coughed out a mouthful of red blood, which was spit on the ground!

Mo Liyan watched from the sidelines, wearing loose clothes, thick black clothes mixed with fresh blood, he raised his hand, and the cold fingertips carelessly brushed the position of the collarbone, inch by inch from the bloody wound , you can feel the distinct concave and convex marks under your fingertips very freshly.

Then he exerted force and pressed firmly on the brand, as if feeling a shameful existence, disgusted and cold.

It seemed that he couldn't feel the pain at all. Although the meridians were chaotic, the colic pain that almost shattered the internal organs and the severe pain on the knife-cut wound, he did not change his face, but instead had a habit of calm.

Beside the flickering lamp, he looked down at the bloody figure on the soft couch, and after a while of silence, he said without emotion, as if he was narrating a fact: "This king should have killed him in the first place. you."

"It's a pity." Ranbai stood up reluctantly, pulled away a sneering arc, and carelessly wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his lips with his fingertips, "King Jin is useless to regret now."

"I didn't expect that on a whim, such a calamity would be brought up today." This was a rare event that was beyond Mo Liyan's expectations, and it was a shame that made him disgust to the core. Yes, the black brocade boots stepped on the dagger that fell on the ground, and approached the girl gently, speaking lightly and sarcastically: "It's disgusting."

The jumping light in the lamp fell in his pupils, and was instantly annihilated by the darkness.

Ranbai met his gaze, she listened to the sound of rain outside the window and the prince's mocking and indifferent voice, and suddenly she laughed to herself.

Gradually die in the most wanton smile, Tu Mi has arrived.

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It's not too long,

Dyeing Bai returned to the original starting point again.

But it shouldn't count, after all, this is not the original dark cell.

It is a single stone room at the bottom of the dark prison.

In a closed space, the only exit is completely sealed, there are no windows, the sun is never seen, the air is cold and humid, there will never be any light shining in here, and the place where the eyes touch is only darkness, endless. The darkness of the world, you can't see your five fingers, and a person here is too small and inconspicuous, as if they may be swallowed up and torn apart by such darkness at any time.

There is no sound around, there is no sound at all, there will always be only your own breathing.

Dead silence, boundless darkness, dormant beasts.

It's easy to drive people crazy.

But dyeing white is quite used to such quietness and darkness.

She silently leaned against the corner of the wall, pressing down on the bleeding wound at will.

To be precise,

The girl was wearing a white dress. Originally, she was snow-colored, frosty, and spotless, but now it was all dyed red by fresh blood. The unidentified deceitful aura of death.

out of the bedroom,

Dyeing Bai was directly locked here.

It's been three days, and since the second I got here, I haven't seen anyone during that time.

The heart control Gu attack has passed, and I feel much better.

It's a pity that this body is too weak, can't stand how much tossing, fights, rains, and then gets hurt a little bit. For three days in such a dark and humid airtight environment, I didn't eat, drink, or drop water, and then I experienced the onset of poisonous poison. It seems to have a high fever, and the consciousness of burning is a little dizzy.

Ranbai half-squinted his eyes, his pale chin rested lightly on his knees, and he had been shrouded in darkness without saying a word since three days ago, and he was still sleepy.

I don't care about my current situation or life and death at all.