Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2988 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (132)

His slender and beautiful fingers tore open the collar of his coat and unbuttoned the white coat, but within a few seconds, the movement seemed to flow like water, revealing a section of cold hard and delicate clavicle, and the uneven imprint on it. .

   is a white character, stroke by stroke, deep and powerful, deep into the bones.

  Under King Jin’s inherently cold, arrogant and lonely temperament, there was a bit more unexplainable desire.

  Ranbai stared at the words on King Jin’s collarbone, her eyes were faint, with a faint mist lingering, she couldn't really see her eyes.

  She stretched out her hand, dragged the person in, and rubbed the mark with her fingertips inch by inch, as if she was touching an object.

  Mo Liyan was forced to lean over. He supported the girl with one hand, his heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, moved his eyes slightly uncomfortably, and did not dodge.

  After watching for a while, what Ranbai said was not warm. The wind was light and calm: "I will ruin it for you."

  At that moment,

  The heart rate that was so fast that it was abnormal was hit hard again without warning, trembled violently, and realized that it became blank with a reaction.

  Mo Liyan didn’t quite understand it. After a while, he spoke very mechanically. He almost couldn’t find his own voice. Every word had to be spit out very hard: "What do you mean?"

   "Literally." Ran Bai retracted his hand, glanced at Mo Liyan, and said flatly: "I'm done."

"My previous behavior is considered impulsive, and now I don't feel that is necessary. It is meaningless to leave a thing, it's quite boring." The girl general's tone was serious and loose, making people completely unable to figure out her thoughts, dyed white and smiled: "It's better Let it be ruined, and will not be related to each other from now on."

  After finishing speaking, the room fell into a long dead silence.

  Every word that Ming Ranbai said was taken apart, Mo Liyan could understand it, but when they formed this sentence, Mo Liyan couldn't understand it.

  I can’t, or don’t want to.

  Does anyone know.

   suddenly,

  Jin Wang threw back a few steps, and pulled the neckline back to tidy it up. He pressed his fingertips on the imprint of his collarbone with great force, heavy, and a cold white.

But he didn't care. He just opened his mouth and was silent. For a long time, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and forced himself to utter a word. His voice became unstable: "No...it hurts." He said, repeating it again: "It hurts."

  It is ridiculous that he is a person who never utters the word pain no matter how many injuries he has suffered. Now he actually says it out in order to find a reason in front of Ranbai and for the brand.

  He doesn't want to ruin.

  Maybe I once thought, but now I don’t want to.

  Ran Bai felt that Mo Liyan would say something, but she did not expect that Mo Liyan would even say it hurts.

  This makes dyeing white feel puzzled for an instant.

   hurts?

  Mo Liyan has so many injuries, she has never heard Mo Liyan say a word of pain.

  Now because of this brand, tell her that it hurts?

   "What are you worried about? No matter how serious the injury is, it's not that you have never had it." Ran Bai looked at Mo Liyan for a few seconds, then sneered: "What's more, I remember King Jin always wanted to destroy it, right?"

   "I hated it so badly at the beginning, it was regarded as a shame, and I would not hesitate to use any means to torture it. Now I am finally going to help you ruin it. If you are not happy, let's forget it. What kind of expression is this?"

  Mo Liyan's hand hanging on his side was gathered in the wide black cuffs, and gradually tightened in order to prevent dyeing white from seeing the abnormality.

  What should he say.

   said he didn’t want to.

  Said he found that he likes her?

  Even he himself felt ridiculous and ironic, so what did he use to talk to Ranbai.

  Like...I can’t say.

  How much this person hates him, he knows it most clearly in his heart, but he is insulting himself.

  Moreover, he had too many scruples, he didn't want to say joy before Lin's blood feud was reported.

   "It hurts." He could only repeat these two words with Ranbai. The rainy night scene that day kept recurring in front of Mo Liyan's eyes: "It really hurts."

"Then bear it." Ranbai didn't care. She seldom changed her mind about things that she usually decides. The general pulled out a dagger from the side, and his voice was light: "Those who make a big deal, don't even have this pain. ?"

  "Ling Bai——" Mo Liyan could not see the dagger, but he could perceive the movement of dyeing white. He increased his tone every word, expressing his reluctance: "I don't want to."

Ranbai approached Mo Liyan, playing with the dagger in his hand, "What are you doing?"

  Mo Liyan is silent, his side face is stern and sharp, and his breath brings out a bit of melancholy.

His hand was very tight, and in the end he couldn't help knocking out the dagger in the girl's hand. Because he couldn't see it, the palm of his hand just scratched the side of the blade and wiped out a long **** mouth. Li Yan doesn't care.

  The metal dagger clanged and was knocked down to the ground with a heavy sound.

Ran Bai didn't expect Mo Liyan to be so resistant to this matter.

  The noise in the room was not small, and it quickly attracted the soldiers guarding outside. One of them walked over, knocked on the door, and asked outside the door: "General, what's the matter?"

  Ranbai said coldly, no, a pair of peach-blossom eyes stared at King Jin, and said softly and slowly in a non-humane, thin tone: "Mo Liyan, do you want me to do it?"

   "I'm very annoying now, are you sure you want to make trouble with me?"

  "Are you angry?" Mo Liyan remained silent for two seconds, then whispered.

  Ranbai did not answer Mo Liyan’s question, nor did he look at King Jin’s bleeding palm, but said flatly and indifferently: "Pick it up."

  The atmosphere once again fell into a stalemate of condensation, and the heavy coldness filled all emotions like air.

Mo Liyan was afraid of Dye Bai to get angry, he was afraid of Dye Bai even more disgusted with him, and he would even say those harsher words. After all, King Jin, who had always been cold-hearted, bowed his head first, and leaned over under the gaze of Dye Bai. Because I couldn't see it, I could only recall the sound of the falling down to confirm the direction, fingertips across the ground inch by inch, and finally stopped on the dagger.

  The girl general lowered her eyes, calmly watching the appearance of His Royal Highness King Jin leaning over and picking up a dagger next to her, her eyes dark.

  Mo Liyan picked it up again, holding it tightly in his hand, and didn't want to return it to the white. After several hard work, he slowly handed it to the girl general, his tone blunt and helpless: "Don't be angry."

"I just ruined it for you, and didn't kill you, what are you doing with me?" Yanbai took the dagger and glanced at it. She was stained with blood, her voice was cold, and she pressed King Jin by her side. On the soft couch.

  Mo Liyan asked her: "Can't we not destroy it?" The voice was light and slow, bringing out some unprovoked emotions.

"Can not."

   Ranbai answered simply and neatly, leaving no room for it.

  (End of this chapter)