Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2978 Start by step by step: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (122)

   King Jin just opened his dark and silent eyes and fell on the girl across the air.

  Even if he saw the darkness, Mo Liyan could still feel the faint rose fragrance.

  In the end, it was Mo Liyan who broke the quiet atmosphere first.

He didn’t dare to look at the direction of dyed white. This man was too smart. He was afraid that dyed white would notice the strangeness in his eyes. Following the bitter medicine smell, he walked to the table, lowered his slender eyelashes, and dropped his slender, cold white fingers on the table. On the desktop, he fumbled with a calm expression.

After a pause, he held up the warm medicine bowl, Mo Liyan's black ice silk sleeves hung down, and in a few moments a pill slipped into the porcelain bowl, and quickly dissolved, disappearing without a shadow. trace.

  That is the suppressive antidote to the heart-controlling gu.

  Mo Liyan moved towards Dye Bai again, but he turned his gaze, did not look at Dye Bai, and explained to her in a low voice: "This medicine is indeed good for you."

  Ran Bai looked at King Jin approaching with cold eyes. She noticed a very strange point. Mo Liyan walked slowly and slowly than usual.

The thought of    flashed from the bottom of her heart, and she raised her shaved chin impatiently, "Don't drink, let it go."

   "If you feel bitter, you can take the candied fruit after drinking the medicine." Mo Liyan didn't mean to put it there, stopped in front of the girl, and said seriously, word by word, "Good medicine is good for the disease."

"Mo Liyan, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?" The white eyebrows were very cold, and there was no half of a smile. What does it have to do with you?"

King Jin’s cold, white and cold fingertips pressed hard against the edge of the porcelain bowl, and they trembled imperceptibly. He felt that the medicine was really bitter. The bitterness was filled in the air, and it seemed to spread on the tip of his heart. , Is unstoppable.

  Mo Liyan still compromised, and put the medicine bowl aside, "Then...you want to drink before you drink."

  Ranbai raised her eyebrows casually, and suddenly found that this person had never looked at her except for the very beginning, and completely avoided her sight. What do you mean?

  But dyeing white didn't mean to think deeply, but pointed out the position of the door, "I don't care what King Jin came in, and for what. But you'd better remember that you are not welcome here."

  She used the most concise, calm and indifferent words to express her meaning: "Go out."

  Mo Liyan's hands hanging in his sleeves tightened a little, but his expression remained unchanged, there was no hostility at all, and he was convergent and clean.

The pale white light leaped in from outside the window, and the enveloping halo outlines his clean and distinct profile, like a landscape painting, the curvature from the brow bone to the eyelashes is just right and delicate, and the long hanging eyelashes just cover it. Live in the pair of eyes that are hollow like an abyssal cold pool without focus.

   Just as Ran Bai said, Mo Liyan really has no qualifications to stay anymore. Perhaps because his eyes are invisible, he can keenly perceive other changes, such as the boredom that radiates from the girl against him.

So Mo Liyan’s tongue touched his upper jaw, and he pondered his words for a long time. Although he was reluctant to leave, he wanted to stay with Ranbai for a while, just a while. Such a simple idea became a luxury, and it was difficult to do so. He couldn't do it, he didn't want to make dyeing white more annoying, so in the end he took a step back and contained all his emotions in his tone, "The king is leaving first."

   Thinking of something, Mo Liyan did not feel relieved to add: "You remember to drink the medicine." It seemed that he felt too deliberate. After a moment of silence, he said: "It's good for you."

Ran Bai looked at him indifferently, and saw that His Royal Highness turned slowly and walked out step by step, but he didn't know what Mo Liyan thought, so he walked straight forward. Although he walked slowly, he was almost straightforward. Hit the cabinet.

  This caused Tian Bai to raise her eyebrows impatiently and irritably.

  What is Mo Liyan doing?

She took her gaze back from King Jin's figure, and inadvertently fell on the medicine bowl that Mo Liyan had placed next to her. The dark brown potion exuded a bitter taste, and she thought of Mo Liyan just now. The movements and words made his eyes cold, like a thin layer of ice, he leaned on his side, picked up the porcelain bowl casually, shook it twice without paying attention, and the brown concoction almost poured out. .

finally,

  She looked at Wang Jin’s lonely figure, and suddenly used her wrist to throw the medicine bowl she was holding!

After forming a perfect throwing line in the air, with a sound of "bang!" The bitter taste became stronger.

  Mo Liyan's original steps stopped there, his heart seemed to be hit by a sharp weapon shield, he didn't take a step forward, his figure was slightly stiff.

  She hates him so much?

  So disgusted that you don’t even want to drink the medicine he has touched?

  The bitterness in the air quickly encroached on the heart, and spread endlessly to the limbs as soon as it was touched like poison.

  The atmosphere was so stalemate and condensed, and the suffocating depression swept away.

  None of them moved.

   Dye Bai leaned back lazily, carelessly, just watching the scene so coldly, a pair of peach blossom eyes slanted with evil spirits, no temperature.

  While King Jin, who was supposed to leave, never took a step forward, as if he stopped in place at the moment he was frozen, his back was slightly stiff and straight.

finally,

  The seemingly cold and calm, high-ranking His Royal Highness King Jin actually slowly leaned over and knelt on one knee and a half on the ground in a deadly icy atmosphere, under the girl's inattentive gaze.

   picked up the red tray next to it, tentatively stretched out his slender and perfect fingers like a work of art, and traversed the fragmented and fragmented sharp tiles, and then picked them up in silence.

  Because of being invisible, he inevitably scratched his fingertips by touching the sharp tiles, and blood was quickly infiltrated.

  Ranbai looked condescendingly, her eyes were very pale, like a layer of mist from the cold river, and she couldn't really see it.

She saw Mo Liyan kneel on one knee and half-kneeled, eyes down, with a cold and elegant expression, one by one picked up the splashing and shattered tiles, her fingers touched the sharpest part, and quickly pierced the skin, red blood. A little bit of infestation came out, dyed the fragments in his hand red, and a drop of blood ran down his fingertips, tickly falling on the snow-white porcelain piece.

  But he didn't feel it at all, he didn't even blink his eyes, he could still pick it up calmly, put it on the tray, and then pick up other pieces.

  The palm of the hand is dripping with blood.

  (End of this chapter)