Chapter 2958: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (99)

"This king..." He finally opened his mouth, his thin lips opened lightly, his voice was extremely cold, especially clear in the wind and snow, those slender fingers that were as clear as white snow, gently picked up the mysterious arrow behind him And Longbow, every action is elegant to the extreme indifference, ruthless and chilling, the voice resounds in the two armies, every word, every word is like a blade: "I will kill her with my own hands!"

Xiao Yingmo froze.

no,

The son and the princess didn't tell him that it would be like this.

This King Jin is really cold-blooded and ruthless!

He was holding the two armies against each other, and he was ready to fight, just like that, with a ruthless meaning, he said.

The king will kill her with his own hands.

Dianbai stood on the city wall, the red clothes and white snow against the background, almost like a flame, smudged blood.

She condescendingly looked down at the picture under the city tower, and there was a specious smile on the corners of her thin and sweet lips, like a demon in a painting.

this answer,

Completely in white as expected,

And no surprises.

The vast world is raging with violent snowstorms, setting off endless storms, and the white snow captivates people's eyes.

The young God of War in black armor reflects a cold light, as if it can stab his eyes. He seems calm and calm, as if it was just a natural decision, and even the movements of drawing bows and arrows are extremely calm and smooth.

But only Mo Liyan himself knew,

His fingertips were shaking.

Uncontrollable trembling.

His Royal Highness King Jin, who has always been cold-hearted and has killed thousands of people, will one day kill such a person and his hands will tremble.

A piece of ice-cold snowflakes fell on his fingertips on the bow, began to melt silently, and finally turned into a drop of snow water, causing a fine trembling.

The very cold temperature is entangled on the fingertips, as if spreading to the internal organs, and even the blood flowing is gradually cold.

for a moment,

His fingertips trembled fiercely, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his finger, but it was stiff there.

Mo Liyan raised the bow gently, moved the black iron arrow on the string inch by inch, aiming it at... the position of the girl's heart on the city wall, and stopped.

The mysterious arrow that was wrapped in icy suffocating energy seemed to condense blood and absolute killing intent, and the arrow pointed to the heart.

Tens of thousands of troops are watching this scene, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at the movements of the young King Jin.

Dyeing white lightly lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes cast a fine shadow, covering the look of the bottom of his eyes. He looked at the black iron arrow from a distance, and smiled lightly.

Mo Liyan's vision was blurred for a moment,

It was too far, and he couldn't see the white-stained expression at all, but he could imagine the wanton sarcasm of that man's laugh.

"Whoa!" A sound!

The sound of breaking the air pierced the air, stirring up the dust and snow between heaven and earth!

An unparalleled black iron arrow shot straight at the girl!

But the original trajectory to the heart was deviated by half an inch!

Mo Liyan stared at the scene. He seemed to hear his blood boiling and his heart speeding up. He clearly had the answer in his heart, and his calculations were clear, but his reason was still out of control.

He missed.

This will not be a fatal wound.

The arrow that was supposed to shoot at the heart has now deviated from its original orientation.

It's another "Whoa!"!

It was as if the dust had settled and everything ended.

The two arrows collided in mid-air, and both suffered a violent impact. After shaking violently for a few moments, they finally fell from the air to the ground!

above the city wall,

The young man in Xueyi had an indifferent expression and a stunning face, like a noble gentleman who was indifferent and elegant in an ink painting, with the temperament of a beautiful moon.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

And in his hand, he held a longbow.

An arrow, shot from his hand, has already left the string.

Xie Jinshu's thin lips gently evoked a calm and calm smile, and he walked to the edge of the city wall like a lotus, as if it was integrated with the snow and ice in the sky, as clean and clear.

"King Jin is really cruel."

His voice was sweet, broken jade knocked on ice, and he looked at the stern and noble man from the city wall, and let out a low laugh.

Mo Liyan sneered, peerless and independent, cold and fierce, in a split second, he quickly pulled out the arrow and put it on the string, a series of movements were chilling and indifferent, extremely smooth, without the slightest pause!

that arrow,

Wrapped in the sound of the wind, it penetrated the white snow and shot Xie Jinshu straight through the air!

It is the position of Xie Jinshu's heart!

Yes,

crack shot,

He never misses.

Only that arrow was blocked by the soldiers on the city wall with a hard shield.

Xie Jinshu didn't care at all, standing on the city wall with immortal aura, like snow like the moon, absolutely indifferent.

Mo Liyan clenched his fingers hard, his knuckles turned white, he didn't look at Xie Jinshu again, just looked at the stunning girl in red.

look far away,

I saw the figure standing alone and straight, turned away without hesitation, disappeared from sight, and could no longer catch a trace.

His beating heart also seemed to be torn apart with the girl's turn, and the piercing pain slammed into his heart, and every beat and every breath was like thin ice, stinging pain. Hard to hide.

He was right.

Dyeing white will not die.

Someone will stop it.

He used her life to make a chess game to calculate, and finally got such a result, but Kongmang didn't know if it was what he wanted.

It seems that a heart is so empty, and the cold wind is pouring into it, tearing open the deep blood, and the cold is piercing to the bone.

The heavy and oppressive cold took over the heart and plundered consciousness.

And the scene where the girl ruthlessly turned around and walked into the city, followed by the soldiers behind her, pierced Mo Liyan's eyes.

It also silently confirmed his previous conjecture.

Ranbai was originally from South Korea, and even that soldier obeyed him. All of this was nothing more than a situation that Ranbai acquiesced to or even personally controlled the situation against him.

All his murderous intentions, all struggles, all trade-offs, and finally, all aspects of calculation are only to save her life.

It all seemed to be a joke.

A joke that she looked at and watched coldly.

I don't know if this scene pleases her or not.

Ironically.

"withdraw."

Mo Liyan swallowed the blood that was almost overflowing into his throat, as if he swallowed a sharp blade and was pierced by it. He closed his eyes forcefully, ditched all the sounds around him, barely maintaining his reason and issued an order .

just a word,

But the moment he spit it out, he seemed to have exhausted his life's strength.

The young god of war rode on a horse, turned around slowly, turned his back to the enemy city and the wind and snow, his back line was rigid and straight, his hair was messily blown by the cold wind, and then gradually disappeared like that, unprovoked bleak and lonely , as if isolated from another world.

no one saw,

That high-ranking, cold and ruthless His Royal Highness King Jin, his eyes shattered inch by inch, and he laughed silently.