Chapter 2986: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Twenty-Seven)

Just those four words.

It came out from the torture room, and the sound was in the ear, clear to the bone.

The dyeing white paused for a long, long time before he lowered his long eyelashes slightly. Those peach blossom eyes were dark and treacherous, an abyss that could not be seen through.

The princess pressed one hand on the soft whip with delicate dark lines intentionally or unintentionally. She even suspected that she had heard it wrong, but the fact was so absurd, so absurd that Ranbai felt that everything was so ironic.

She turned around expressionlessly, her thin cool eyes locked in the torture room, and walked over step by step, not hurriedly, her boots stepped on the ground, like stepping on the tip of a person's heart.

The half-covered blood-stained door was suddenly kicked open by someone with a heavy kick! With a "bang!" sound, it hit the ground.

Huang Liang, who was still in the interrogation, was startled, his face darkened instantly, he looked at the door with a bad expression, and shouted arrogantly: "Who is it?! I didn't see me interrogating—"

He hadn't finished saying that sentence, and the moment he saw the visitor, he was stuck in his throat and his eyes widened.

The girl general was standing there, the blood-red robe draped in a sharp arc, she seemed to be in the shadows, covering all her expressions, and only felt that the temperament of her body was chilling in the bottom of my heart.

Huang Liang turned pale with fright, and the torture tool he was still holding instantly fell to the ground, tremblingly and stumblingly called out, "General, general."

Ranbai stepped on the door she kicked and walked in, step by step, her cold and dangerous eyes first fell on the torture tool that fell on the ground, it was a long whip full of barbs, stained with blood. , stained with fresh red blood, she stared at it for two seconds, then looked away, not looking at Huang Liang, but slowly looking at the figure on the torture rack.

The smell of blood is strong and pungent in the air, and the depression of death spreads in the air.

And she was looking at him.

It was a very calm and cool gaze, as if in her eyes Mo Liyan was no different from a stranger, as dead as a cold pool, as if looking at a cold corpse, looking up and down for a long time.

That look was uncomfortable.

the man on the rack,

Both hands were restrained, his body was slender and solitary, and his black clothes were stained with blood. The pipa on both sides of him were pierced by chains, and the shocking red blood surged out, and the pain of piercing the bones pierced the heart.

In fact, he could no longer see that he was not injured, the blood was dripping, penetrated into the skin, and his eyes were covered with blood red.

The face is too pale, as if all the blood has been emptied, and it is almost morbidly fragile. His eyes were covered with snow-white lingerie, covering his eyes, and the thin lips were bloodshot.

It is not difficult to see how much torture he suffered.

Ranbai looked at him condescendingly, and his eyes were not touched at all, and the examination was indifferent, reflecting the appearance of King Jin who was covered in blood and scarred.

"Ling Bai.

The atmosphere was a long dead silence. No one spoke. Mo Liyan's fingertips trembled slightly. He could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of roses in the heavy smell of blood. Although he couldn't see it, he opened his mouth. His voice was cold and hoarse: "Is that you? "

Although he was asking, his tone was already determined.

Huang Liang always felt that something was wrong, he hurriedly wanted to explain to Ranbai, but seeing the girl general's expression unchanged, it seemed that he didn't care at all.

Ranbai glanced at Mo Liyan with cold eyes, and didn't answer, but looked around, and finally landed on the dark red chair that couldn't be called very clean, frowning slightly.

"Bring a chair here, it's clean." Ranbai didn't bother with Huang Liang at all, and didn't ask Mo Liyan why this happened, but gave an order in a very flat and loose tone.

Huang Liang felt as if he had been granted amnesty and heaved a sigh of relief, "Okay!"

Huang Liang's work was fast, but in a short while, a clean and low-luxury fine chair appeared in the torture room, and was placed beside him respectfully by Huang Liang. Sen Han is out of place, very dazzling, very abrupt.

"Let's go out." Ranbai was satisfied this time, sat lazily on the chair, and raised his hand at will.

Huang Liang hurriedly nodded, opened his mouth after hesitation, but seeing that the girl general didn't mean to listen to him at all, he could only give up the explanation and immediately retreated.

In the dark torture chamber,

Only dyed white and ink separated.

The light was very dim, and the young girl general's expression was on and off. She just sat on the chair like that, with her white fingers resting on her beautiful forehead, her eyes were light and cold, and she casually looked at the person on the torture rack in front of her, in the long, dead silence. , not a word was said.

How absurd and ridiculous this scene is.

They satirized all their past and paled all past.

first meet,

She was an assassin who was on the verge of death and was locked in a dungeon after a failed assassination attempt.

And he is the indifferent and ruthless His Royal Highness King Jin.

And now,

She became the eldest princess of South Korea, a girl general in charge of major military power.

He appeared in front of her in such a gesture.

a long time,

Ranbai got up slowly, walked slowly towards the locked man, and after looking at it for two seconds, she lowered her long eyelashes. The iron chain of Wang Pipa's bones was hooked and pulled with the fingertips, and the blood gushed and cracked. It could be seen that the white bones were thick and intertwined with blood.

She could feel that the person on the torture rack trembled slightly under the severe pain, and then became cold again. A scream did not overflow his lips and teeth, and was swallowed by Mo Liyan mixed with the blood that poured into his throat.

Mo Liyan seemed to chuckle when he heard Ranbai.

Is it for pleasure?

Ranbai asked calmly and softly, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Liyan pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper jaw, and after a while, he asked her in a low voice, "Are you relieved?"

"What do I get rid of?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Mo Liyan meant, but he was not interested in asking, but swayed the chains running through the pipa bones one after another, dyeing his fingertips. Blood doesn't matter.

But seeing Mo Liyan didn't react at all, cold sweat soaked in blood, even though he was in great pain, he still didn't say a word.

The white dyeing action stopped, turned back, and sat on the clean chair.

"His Royal Highness King Jin... is really a rare visitor."

She didn't lift her eyes, didn't look at Mo Liyan, just tried her fingers with the snow-white jinpa very seriously, and wiped the blood from her fingertips little by little before she was willing to give up.

While wiping, he asked Mo Liyan loosely.

"What is King Jin doing here?"

Mo Liyan closed his eyes and did not speak.

for worrying about her.

Because I want to see her.

That's all.

The reason is ridiculous.

It's so ridiculous that he is humiliating himself when he says it, and he won't say it.