The world is the only double in the world

In the elegant room, Lan Yun was lying on the soft heart, Qing Cheng's face was slightly pale.

The snow-clothed man stood beside the soft couch, the black veil covering his face was ethereal, no one could see his expression at this moment, the handsome and enchanting snow-white figure was permeated with nobility and deterrence.

"Presumably the city lord already knows who Ruoyun is." Lan Yun opened his eyes, and the figure of Ruxue imprinted in his eyes, and the fragrance of lotus invaded the woman's nostrils. However, being looked at by a man without hesitation, Lan Yun Her cheeks couldn't help but glow slightly rosy.

"Your identity is meaningless to me." Mingxie overflowed softly, without the slightest emotion in his words.

Regarding Ming Xie's words without emotional fluctuations, Lan Yun couldn't help but feel a little weird: "You...have never doubted me? Why don't you ask me what is the purpose of coming to your Holy Snow King City?"

Ming Xie stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice was still faint, "Then, can Princess Lanyun's goal be achieved?"

Don't ask the purpose, just ask whether the purpose has been achieved?

This city lord is really extraordinary.

Lan Yun just wanted to get up, but unexpectedly the cold air in her body was like a turbulent tidal wolf, disrupting her internal breath again, blood gushed out of her mouth, causing the woman to collapse on the bed again.

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, and Ming Xie raised a helpless smile—that evildoer was really ruthless when he attacked!

Lan Yun is not like an ordinary weak woman. Although she is a princess, she did not cry because of her serious injury at this moment. Instead, she looked calm, "What if I tell the city lord that my goal has been achieved?"

"Then congratulations princess." Ming Xie's mood remained unchanged. Lan Yun stared at the snow-clothed man standing beside her, as if feeling that this man was like an ethereal cloud, mysterious and unpredictable, even if he suddenly transformed The vicious blade pierced her heart, and she probably couldn't dodge it.

Because she has completely fallen into this feeling.

Ming Xie raised his hand, a purple glow condensed in his palm, split the woman's top with one palm, only the thin silk dress covered Lan Yun's last skin.

"What are you doing!?" Lan Yun's cheeks were flushed, seeing that he was about to be exposed to the eyes of the man in snow clothes, he couldn't help panicking.

"Healing."

At this time, Lan Yun couldn't help thinking about the romantic incident that night. Although she knew that she was poisoned, and the city lord was only detoxifying herself, after all, he and her had already had a love affair, and even made a detrimental woman. Famous things...

Even though there were only the two of them that night, Lan Yun couldn't let go of it at all.

She is a majestic princess of a country, if others know that she has sex with Mingxie, how can she be embarrassed?

If it was another man, she would definitely commit suicide because of being humiliated, but that man is Ming Xie.

Lan Yun not only didn't feel humiliated, but a kind of inexplicable love spontaneously arose. Since that night, she didn't think about eating and drinking when she didn't see this man for a moment. Even at the Sword God Conference, she didn't think much about it out of instinct. lay down his life for that man.

Now, this man is not shy about healing himself...

Lan Yun closed her eyes slightly, feeling the warm current flowing all over her body, smiling slightly, and feeling an inexplicable sense of happiness spontaneously.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.

The strong and firm steps approached slowly, accompanied by "Your Majesty's well-being" again and again, and then angrily reprimanded.

Mingxie's handsome eyebrows were slightly tight, and the corners of his lips curled up in a strange arc—the best of the east!

The door was opened, and as far as the eye could see, thousands of imperial guards stood in line, full of energy, and the line stretched all the way to the river.

The city of the Holy Snow King is like a city of smog and fog, the wind is peaceful and peaceful, and now there are so many royal guards, the people can only kneel down and greet the Holy One!

Dongfang never listened to dissuasion, pushed away those who came to obstruct him, and strode into the room. When he saw his daughter lying naked in front of Mingxie, his anger rose.

"presumptuous!"

Dongfang Jue was about to hit the snow-clothed man with one palm, Lan Yun panicked: "Father, don't want it!"

However, Ming Xie still did not move, the corner of his snow-white clothes was raised, and at the moment Dongfang Jue was about to touch him, a purple light seemed to be protecting his master, and it radiated from Ming Xie's body, blowing the palm of his hand. far away.

Dongfang Jue was shocked back a few steps by the strong force, Ming Xie withdrew his palm force, touched the breeze, and the black gauze swayed enchantingly.

At this time, Shang Luo, Fu Shan and Dynasty Qiying rushed into the room instantly, Dynasty Qiying drew his sword and pointed at Mingxie in unison.

The snow-clothed man laughed lightly, and he didn't mean to greet him at all. He was still as calm as ever: "Your Majesty is here, and Ming Xie is far away from welcoming you. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Dongfang Jue snorted coldly, walked quickly to the soft couch, helped Lan Yun up, and said with concern on his face, "Yun'er..."

"Father."

Dongfang Juejian frowned: "Did Ming Xie do anything to you?"

"Father has misunderstood, the city lord is helping his daughter to heal her wounds." Lan Yun lowered her eyes slightly, her cheeks couldn't help but flush like peach blossoms.

Dongfang Jue didn't appreciate it at all: "If it wasn't because of him, how could Yun'er get hurt!?"

Lan Yun didn't shy away from it at all: "Father, this is my daughter's volition, and has nothing to do with Lord Shengxue."

Dongfang Jue was shocked, and seemed to perceive something from Lan Yun's reaction, "As the princess of my court, you were injured for the Lord of Shengxue City, do you regret it?"

"Father, my daughter said that I did it voluntarily, and there is nothing to regret!" Lan Yun's tone was very firm.

Dongfang Jue got up and walked in front of the snow-clothed man. His handsome face was as cold as a cold wind blowing because of his anger, "I have been disturbing the city of the Holy Snow King for many days, and it has brought inconvenience to the city lord. I hope the city lord can..."

"Your Majesty is serious." The snow-clothed man remained calm: "Princess Lanyun is fine, Your Majesty can bring her back."

"I won't go!" Lan Yun slowly got up from the soft couch, her face was still pale, and slowly walked towards Ming Xie: "I live in the Holy Snow King City, and I don't go anywhere!"

"You should go back."

"Does the city lord despise Lan Yun?"

Mingxie turned around, and through the black veil, she clearly saw a pair of passionately admiring eyes: "Princess, don't be self-willed."

The melodious and provocative voice made the woman fall for her. Even though Ming Xie's face could not be seen, Lan Yun could imagine what kind of magnificent face was hidden behind the black veil.

"I can go back with my father, but I hope the city lord can finally satisfy Lan Yun's request."

Ming Xie smiled lightly, as if in a modest gesture: "Princess, please tell me."

"I want to see the appearance of the city lord."

Mingxie was startled, silent for a moment, and said lightly: "I can't satisfy you."

Lan Yun showed joy: "If the city lord can't be satisfied, then Lan Yun won't go back."

"Then you marry him!"

A majestic voice came, and the atmosphere in the room instantly froze. Dongfangjue walked towards Lanyun, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Yun'er fell in love with the Holy Snow City Lord?"

How could Dongfang Jue not understand his daughter's thoughts?

Ever since he was a child, when had he ever seen his daughter pay so much for a man?I have never seen Lan Yun with a strong personality blushing shyly in front of a man.

However, in less than half an hour, all the changes in Lanyun were noticed by Dongfang Jue.

"That's right." Lan Yun raised his head, not shying away from his feelings at all: "I really like the city lord."

The slender voice came to the ears of everyone present, and everyone could hear clearly that the majestic Princess Lanyun actually fell in love with the Lord of Shengxue City! ?

Zishan clenched her sleeves tightly, and her small red mouth couldn't help pouting, full of displeasure.

In the entire Holy Snow King City, no matter men or women, there are not a few people who love the city lord, and now even the princess...

Lan Yun is not stupid, unlike other women who are coy, and will not lie to herself, she is outspoken and passionate, and once she decides, she will not let go.

Now, she has long believed that she has feelings for the city lord, so how can she let go?

All eyes were on the snow-clothed man who had not responded. He stood there, his body was like an indestructible mountain, calm and unshakable, independent of Jiuxiao.

Lan Yun stared blankly at Ming Xie, his eyes filled with burning anticipation.

Dongfang Juejunlie's face began to soften: "City Master Shengxue, Yun'er is infatuated with you, don't let me down."

"Your Majesty means...?"

"Marry her!" Dongfang Jue's firm voice could not be vetoed at all.

Ming Xie was only silent, as if thinking about something.

"Could it be that Lord Shengxue thinks that I am not good enough for you, Princess Chao?"

Seeing that Ming Xie didn't respond at all, Lan Yun couldn't help feeling a little lonely in her heart. She couldn't see what Ming Xie was thinking at all. The black veil covering his face was dreamy and mysterious, as if this man didn't exist in this world at all.

If Mingxie refused straight away, how could a princess of a country hold her head up in front of everyone?

Lan Yun bit her lips, her eyes began to glow faintly, "If City Lord Shengxue is in trouble, you can think about it more, but I hope the City Lord will not forget what he did to Lan Yun that night."

Dongfang Juejian narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly an ominous premonition flooded into his heart, and then he looked at Lanyun: "What did Mingxie do to you!?"

Lan Yun didn't answer, her cheeks flushed again.

At this moment, an ethereal as if untrue words finally spilled out and passed into everyone's ears:

"I get together!"

The sun is like fire, the wind is sunny, and the horses are galloping.

The imperial guards rushed to the capital city at full speed, and the noise once again ignited the bustling ancient capital.

Three days later, at the imperial celebration, Dongfang Jue will personally announce the marriage between Lord Shengxue and Princess Lanyun in front of civil and military officials and martial arts figures.

Once announced, it is a foregone conclusion that can no longer be changed!

It was very cold in Shenyue Palace, and the temperature in the icy Muxue Pavilion dropped sharply. Although this marriage has not been made public yet, it has already been rumored in the martial arts world.

The man in red stood in front of the window, his silver hair fluttering, and the bone-thirsty poisonous cold radiated from his body, making Wuya Xifeng dare not approach him at all.

The cold red eyes imprinted the twilight of the setting sun, and the waves were turbulent. The red back was like a flame, but it couldn't burn in the cold.

Today's palace lord is too scary, just a back view makes the two envoys extremely afraid.

"Ming Xie wants to marry Lan Yun?"

"Exactly."

The man in red hooked his lips coldly and charmingly, and a strange color flashed across his eyes——

Damn demon fox, what kind of tricks do you want to play?

Although Helian Guxue knew that the goblin must have a purpose, but when he heard about the marriage, he still couldn't control it, wishing to teach that bastard full of tricks a lesson!

Because Gu Xue really wanted to teach him a lesson...

At night, with the evening wind blowing, the candle flame is about to burn the last drop of wax, flickering and flickering.

The man in snow was lazily lying on his side on the soft couch, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive, and he muttered in his heart:

Three, two, one...

A gust of cold wind blew by.

The candle was completely extinguished.

At the same moment, a fiery red figure flashed into the room like a cold wind, exactly the time calculated by the man in snow.

Before Mingxie could explain, the man in red had turned over and fell beside him, then grabbed Mingxie by the neck, and pressed him hard on the soft couch.

She covered her face with a white gauze, except for a pair of dark red pupils that were bursting with angry fire, as if she was about to burn the man under her to ashes in an instant!