Chapter 3012: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors with Little Affection (One Hundred and Fifty-Three)

"Enough." Dye Bai was impatient, she swallowed the blood that overflowed her throat, her eyes were full of mocking coldness, with a little bit of inquiry and scrutiny, but her voice was very soft, as if she would be annihilated at any time in this long In the midst of the wind, snow and time, shattered in the cold wind, leaving no trace: "King Jin, what do you want from me? What else do you want to use from me? Identity, army, South Korea, or what?"

"What's the value of my use for you, let King Jin you approach again and again, what are you trying to deceive me, eh?" She smiled lightly, but without any warmth, mockingly: " Don't worry about it, okay?"

Every word, every word, and a low smile.

Smashing Mo Liyan's pride with a sound, and smashing Mo Liyan's conceit every sentence, ruthlessly running through his heart.

"No." His long eyelashes trembled, his eyes shattered, and he wanted to explain to her, "I didn't want to lie to you...and I won't use you."

"This time, it's true."

All explanations in the past seemed so pale and ironic, futile.

Mo Liyan pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, and uttered trembling syllables. The dull pain in his heart like a knife cut even his breathing hurts: "Will you trust me once, I won't use you again."

"No need." Dianbai's answer was so succinct and decisive, without even any pause, "Whether King Jin uses it or not has nothing to do with me." She slowed down, lowered her eyes and smiled, suddenly feeling quite boring, He said the least warm words in the calmest tone: "Forget it, what do you do with all this nonsense."

Mo Liyan looked at the girl's deep and dead eyes, and the bitterness spread endlessly, but in the end, she could only reply in a low voice, as if nothing had happened, "Okay... if you don't want to say it, don't say it. ."

He doesn't know when it started,

The development of things has gone to the point where it is irreversible and uncontrollable.

It was clear that the first person to provoke was her, the first to be tempted, and the first to say that she liked it.

But in the end,

She was the first to leave, she was the one who retreated, and she was the one who was calm.

He thought he was cold-hearted and self-absorbed.

What did it start from, that person who was endlessly degraded became him.

until now,

He is the only one who is unwilling to let go and cannot let go.

"You must drink." Mo Liyan forced himself to calm down, and spoke to Ranbai in a very flat and straightforward tone, inadvertently bringing a bit of strength in his bones, the girl's pale and morbid expression reflected in his eyes, and it was tingling all the time. Mo Liyan's eyes, his eyes darkened again and again, and his voice was too sandy: "This is good for your body."

His slender, pale hands stretched out in the air, and the incision from the wrist was very obvious, and the blood was smeared.

Ranbai hates such an order the most in his life,

She pulled her lips, showing a sarcastic smile, then pushed away Mo Liyan's hand expressionlessly, without concealing her boredom, she said coldly, "I think it's dirty."

After speaking, she coughed violently twice, frowned a little impatiently, and began to suppress her cough again, leaning against the wall indifferently.

Mo Liyan's movements stiffened for a moment, he seemed to be frozen, motionless like a sculpture of ice and snow, his wide black robe slipped down, and he didn't hesitate when he took the dagger and cut it on his wrist. He felt the pain, but this time, he was extraordinarily aware of the blood dripping pain from his wrist, bit by bit, spreading to the bottom of his heart.

In such an empty and snow-covered cave with only two people, it is extraordinarily white and empty, which outlines a loneliness and desolation.

In such a depressed and eternal silence, Mo Liyan suddenly made a completely unbelievable move.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his broken eyes, and his thin, bewitching lips pressed against his fair and cold wrist, sucking up the gushing blood and smearing it on his thin lips, which was bloody and cold. Aesthetic, much like the devil in the abyss.

immediately--!

The young and tall figure suddenly leaned towards the girl, holding the person in front of him in an instant with a strong and cold attitude that could not be rejected, and kissing the white and cold lips desperately!

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fell into fine shadows, kept trembling, his face was delicate but pale, and he was extremely patient and gentle, passing the blood in his mouth bit by bit to Dianbai. Unrepentant loneliness, and captivating nobility.

No one could see through his unmoved expression, the sad and desolate emotions beneath his calm and calm exterior.

"Cough! Cough cough—!" Ranbai shoved away the approaching figure, her face was as pale as snow, but now there was a little blood, but her expression was gloomy and cold, she raised the back of her hand and wiped her lips fiercely The blood on the surface, he asked gloomily: "Mo Liyan, are you courting death?"

An uncontrollable feeling of nausea poured into the bottom of my heart, bursting like sea water, and something seemed to be tumbling in my stomach, making Ranbai want to spit out a heart.

She doesn't even know why,

Sudden nausea surrounded her, as if every contact was wrong.

Reason tells Dyeing Bai that this should not be the case.

How could it be possible to feel this way...

After Ranbai was stunned for a while, like falling into an ice cave, his brain began to fall into absolute and extreme rationality and calmness.

She was silent for a while, sorting out the current situation over and over again, as well as the changes that should occur outside the snow-capped mountains.

In the face of interests,

In most cases, Ranbai can fall into the ultimate calm thinking.

She squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes were ice-cold, and she carelessly wiped the blood from her lips.

Mo Liyan was pushed away, but he wasn't annoyed. He just quietly watched the girl's nausea and vomiting, the sudden stunned look, and the incomprehensible Ran Ran. His heart trembled fiercely, but his voice was indifferent: "That makes you sick?"

"To be honest, a little bit." Ranbai smiled at him, a very indifferent smile, the girl princess leaned over, seemed curious, smiled and asked him softly: "Do you want to save me or poison me to death? I?"

"If it is to save, then why." Her tone was slow and leisurely, her eyes were lowered and she stretched out one of her sleeves seriously, "Everything represents your own interests and goals, how about you?"

Dyeing white believes in benefits.

I believe very much.

Ask this question.

It was a long silence.

There seemed to be only the sound of flying snow falling in my ears.

"If I say..." Mo Liyan stared at Ranbai with his eyes fixed. Suddenly, the impulse came from nowhere, and he blurted out before he had time to think: "Because I like you?"