Chapter 2927: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Sixty-Eighth)

"Host!! If you go on like this, you'll be dead! Don't you think you can do it so easily?! This body can't resist tossing, ah, ah, what happened to you, even the body of an immortal can't bear it! Fengluo jumped in a hurry, trembling with fear, and after a long period of trembling, he became completely uncontrollable and irritable.

"What are you anxious about?" Ranbai stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the corners of his pale, chapped lips lightly, and used his thoughts to talk to Feng Luo indifferently.

Feng Luo: "..."

"I'm afraid that you will die, host."

Dyeing Bai: "Not dead yet."

Fengluo was about to cry in anger, especially when he saw the host speak in such a calm and indifferent manner, he wanted to cry even more, but he couldn't understand why.

"Then what are you doing now, host?"

Ranbai thought about it for a while, his eyes were calm and wise, and cold to the bone, and he said calmly: "Wait for someone to leave."

Feng Luo was at a loss: "Who are you waiting for?"

Dye Bai did not answer.

"Isn't it just a man, host, do you want anything, do you care about what he does? Is it worth it? It's not worth it at all! Don't you toss yourself like this, host?!" Fengluo began to be irritable.

is not it.

does it worth.

Ranbai still thought about it very seriously, and finally smiled lightly, long eyelashes covered the gloomy and dead eyes, like stagnant water in a cold pool, the fallen roses on the shore scalded the shadow, only a faint blood-red light remained. .

She was expressionless.

"Everything in the past, let me be a bitch." She spit out these words quite calmly, and spit out the most understated words in the most indifferent and casual tone.

It's easy to get to this point in my life, and all the joyful obsessions are attributed to a mistake, a fundamental mistake.

in the past,

He was more important than life to her.

But reality hit her hard.

There are many more unacceptable things in this world than life and death. She can accept letting him kill her, but she can't accept what he has done.

How ridiculous.

called love,

But so.

After such a long time, the heartbeat that I thought would never cool down, after today's end of the song and the curtain call, was just so vulnerable and full of absurdity.

I have been crazy, indulged, sinking, and let myself not turn back.

Now she has to admit,

ended.

wake up.

She will never be able to fall down like she used to, and it's time for her willfulness to end, let it go, and calm down.

"Su, host..." Feng Luo was silent for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

Like... it's not original sin.

You, host, don't have to care so much.

Ranbai calmed down for three days in this deadly and dark environment that he was most used to and used to, and he pondered over and over again all the piercing words and actions of that person.

It was obvious that every time I thought about it, I was tearing open all the bloody scars with my own hands like self-abuse, but I still forced myself, deliberately not letting myself go, and tasted such sad and cold emotions over and over again, it seemed that I had to taste it. taste.

She suddenly discovered,

It turned out that all her joys were just pale and all her obsessions were satirized.

All the emotions are mixed together, boiling and burning like a flame, and in the end, it is ridiculous to resist the cold and burn out again and again, but Nianxiang is still trying to spin around in the ashes. , smoking, trying very hard, trying very hard to rekindle the fire with his own strength.

last of the last,

Completely extinguished, leaving no fantasies or leeway.

Everything seems to be back to the way it was before.

She forced herself to suppress all the emotions she shouldn't have, and destroyed all the thoughts that shouldn't exist, telling herself over and over again.

absolutely not,

Mistake after mistake.

"The main task of this plane is only the right to dominate the government and the opposition." Ranbai asked Fengluo rationally and calmly: "Answer me yes or no."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Ranbai didn't speak anymore. She believed that the most sensible and sensible thing about herself was that she could use everything to calm down in any situation, and then like a programmed machine to eliminate all unnecessary emotions, and then take into account the overall situation and interests. .

In her heart, she calmly calculated the different ways she could choose, and thought calmly.

The darkness concealed her expression, covering up all the emotions that pierced her heart but returned to death.

Her eyes are full of desolation, carrying a bit of indifference and biting calm, but also seems to be brewing sharpness and danger, unfathomable.

the rest of her life,

I'll never love someone so much again.

again.

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On the other side,

King Jin's Mansion,

In the main pavilion's bedroom,

The young prince in a black shirt leaned against the wall alone, his expression almost cold and bitter.

He held a dagger in his hand, and the dagger was stained with blood, and there was blood on his hands, even on his body.

The dark red blood floated in the air with a strong bloody smell.

Mo Liyan stared at the mirror in front of him with cold eyes, with a cold expression on his face, he stretched out his hand expressionlessly and roughly ripped open his collar, revealing the deep and obvious brand on his delicate collarbone.

White.

Such a word that was carefully carved with a knife, stroke by stroke.

The sudden appearance on the left shoulder collarbone of the young prince is commensurate with his indifferent and abstinence temperament, adding a bit of an inexplicable sense of wild sex.

And now,

There was blood on his collarbone and injuries.

It was Mo Liyan who took the knife and slashed it, so cruel to himself, just to completely destroy the brand of this shame.

But these three days,

Mo Liyan used countless methods, he did not hesitate to toss himself over and over again, the pain was almost fainting, and he would use any means to destroy the brand.

But that one word,

But it still exists on the collarbone.

It seems to symbolize that he is only the belonging of a certain person.

Staring at the obvious font branding in the mirror, Mo Liyan's eyes turned red every inch, as if they were stained with blood, with a thrilling and chilling emotion flowing, his eyes were gloomy and disgusting.

Finally, in the dead silence and depressing atmosphere, the blood-dropping dagger in his hand suddenly slammed to the ground, cold and annoyed, and with full force of gravity, the dagger hit the floor and made a sharp and harsh sound, abruptly. The sound of piercing the floor almost piercing the eardrums!

He felt pissed off again, and kicked the chair next to him directly, knocking it to the ground with a bang!

a mess.

"Lord, lord." On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, listening to the sound of smashing things, he swallowed, not daring to provoke him.

For the past three days, the master kept himself locked in the palace and did not go anywhere, not knowing what happened.

But it seems to have a lot to do with Ling Bai. After all, the master and Ling Bai had a fight three days ago. Later, I don't know why Ling Bai came out of the master's room covered in blood!

It was still brought out by the master. When I first saw such a picture, I didn't respond to the seventh day.