Chapter 3010: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love with Each Other (One Hundred and Fifty-One)

King Jin was silent for a while, feeling such an embarrassingly depressing silence, and after the long silence, he finally couldn't bear the gaze any longer, turned his face slightly, closed his eyes, and asked calmly, "Look at it. Is it enough."

Yanbai still didn't speak.

Mo Liyan blinked his eyes lightly, and still calmly said to her, "If you've seen enough... can you let go?"

Ranbai calmly and calmly let go of his hand and looked into King Jin's eyes.

"Mo Liyan..." She softly called his name, as if puzzled, but her tone was extremely calm and asked softly, "What is this?"

She seemed to want to get an answer from Mo Liyan.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mo Liyan straightened his collar indifferently, covered up the word, and spoke in a straightforward tone. He forcefully closed his eyes, a look of pain flashed across the depths of his eyes, and quickly disappeared, as if nothing was there. It didn't happen. After confirming that the white dyeing was safe and correct, he released his hand with confidence, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Get up."

Ranbai looked at him coldly, stood up after two seconds of silence, shook for a moment and then stabilized, leaning against the wall next to him.

She put her white fingers against the corners of her lips, quietly lowered her eyes, and looked indifferent.

Mo Liyan finally relaxed, he was still lying on the snow in the cave, lying motionless, gasping for a while, his chest heaving up and down, restrained and endured.

He was stained with a lot of broken snow, and his black clothes were messy. He looked a little embarrassed, but his innate dignity was not reduced by half.

Dyeing Bai's gaze condensed and paused. She suddenly found that some ice and snow were actually dyed red, and it was blood...

The reason why Mo Liyan couldn't get up was because one of his straight legs was pressed down by the collapsed ice and snow, and the spreading red was his blood.

But Mo Liyan just...

Nothing shows up.

Ranbai's expression suddenly became gloomy, and she realized a fact that was extremely unacceptable to her.

Mo Liyan was injured because of her.

He could have been safe and sound, he could have not been injured.

But now because of her, because of her.

This fact rolled over and over again in his heart, making Ranbai extremely resistant and irritable.

She and he are enemies.

She didn't want to have any intersection with Mo Liyan other than interests.

But the trajectory of all this seems to have gone to another extreme invisibly.

"I didn't ask you to save me." Ranbai leaned over coldly, staring blankly at King Jin, who fell to the ground powerlessly, seeing his pale face, seeing his body trembling slightly, seeing his legs stained with blood, but indifferent, Just hard to emphasize one point,

Talk to Mo Liyan word by word.

She could have left herself, but Mo Liyan's action disrupted her plan.

It was Mo Liyan who insisted on saving her.

Nothing to do with her.

Dyeing Bai is very unconscionable, thought coldly.

Mo Liyan almost fainted, the pain from the ice and snow on his legs and the heart-controlling Gu's heart gouging out his bones were painful, but he would not show it, in front of anyone, especially in front of this person.

King Jin was lying on the icy snow, the cold infecting every part of his body, deep into the bone marrow, and he closed his eyes, slowed down for a while, and panted slightly, until he felt that he could bear it without looking at it. Only slowly opened his eyes.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and it was a pair of very narrow, long and beautiful Danfeng eyes, which gave people a sharp and sharp feeling like a sharp blade.

However, at this moment, such a pair of abyss-like eyes reflected the clear snow light, reflected the girl's shadow, and the icy cold broken light flashed dazzlingly, bursting into a shallow smile, like the rain hitting the lake, the water ripples slightly Lan, actually seemed to be gentle for a moment.

He replied calmly and elegantly: "Well, you didn't let me save it." Mo Liyan spoke very slowly, and every word he uttered took great effort, as if a blade rubbed his throat and forced it out, but his tone It was released very lightly, restraining all lingering anger, like a ray of cold white and clear moonlight flicking: "I have to save it."

"You don't have to worry about me." Mo Liyan looked at her, and there was always such a clear reflection in his eyes, "Take care of yourself."

He just said these few words, but he seemed to have exhausted his life's strength. He closed his eyes again, covering up the suppressed pain, his eyelashes were still trembling, and fine cold sweat ran down his clean and clear profile. The lines rolled down, and there was a messy panting, but other than that, he didn't show any expression of deep pain, not at all.

It seems that it is not him who is suffering from the mind control poison.

It seems that it is not him who is suffering from the heavy pressure of the ice and snow on the nerves in his legs.

Ranbai stared at him indifferently and gloomily for a long time, his eyes seemed to be boundless dark night, mixed with contradictory indifference and layers of black clouds.

at last,

With a cold face, she asked, "Do you have a dagger on your body?"

Mo Liyan didn't understand what Ranbai wanted to do, but he still hummed in anger.

Before Mo Liyan could say anything, Dianbai had already stretched out his hand, his fingers without any temperature were still stained with ice and snow, showing no pity and indifference, as if groping for a corpse, on Mo Liyan's body Find a dagger.

At that moment,

Mo Liyan's whole body froze, his thoughts and reactions fell into a blank space, and he was at a loss.

He, he had never been so close to anyone in his life.

Under the hands, the faint touch is a cold and hard chest and smooth and distinct abdominal muscles. The dyeing action did not stop, but fortunately, Mo Liyan didn't get stiff for a long time, and the dyeing has already touched King Jin's waist, fingertips. Sliding down the man's waistline, he found a dagger and pulled it out neatly.

Ranbai clutched the dagger, stood up straight, looked down at King Jin, and said coldly and ruthlessly, "Mo Liyan, listen to me."

"At the end of the day, you'd better leave it all to me and forget it," she said. "I don't owe you, and I don't need you to save me."

After Guzi finished speaking, Ranbai didn't intend to wait for Mo Liyan to answer, so he knelt down on one knee and halfway, looking at the ice and snow that was pressing on King Jin's legs, and used his dagger to cut the surrounding area hard.

Every time he raised the knife and fell, he exhausted all his strength.

The pain of Gu poison was rolling in her heart, whistling, and spreading to her limbs and bones, as if the bones and meridians were broken and reorganized again and again. The severe pain, the dyed white turned her back to Mo Liyan, her eyes were gloomy, and she was in a hurry. He lifted his hand to wipe off the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips, and continued to cut through the ice and snow silently and coldly.

"Ling Bai." The voice behind him became extremely hoarse, "Stop."

No one is more aware of the gu poison on Dye Bai's body than Mo Liyan, and now the gu poison that can only be stimulated by such an action is becoming more and more severe.