Idiot subject to PK cold swordsman

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the green bamboos in the dense forest were rustling with the strong wind. A young man in a purple suit with a golden crown and a high beam walked out of the last bamboo forest followed by dozens of attendants.

After leaving the bamboo grove, the field of vision opened up, and there was a half-circle moon shining brightly around the dark clouds. Although there was a tendency for the dark clouds to overwhelm the rain, he shook his long girdle, and his thin body barely supported himself as a prince. Wearing purple clothes, with awe-inspiring eyes, he stepped forward.

"Prince Yan Dan has something important to do, and pays respects to Mr. Jing..."

He is obviously the prince of a country, but the words he said did not have the aura that a prince should have. Instead, there was a sense of inferiority and cowardice.

The sound had already sounded, but the bamboo door in front of him was still motionless.

Yan Dan bit her lower lip, bowed her eyes again, and said sincerely: "Yan Dan heard from Mr. Jie Xia Tian Guang that Mr. Jing is very skilled in martial arts. I have something important to ask you to come out and see."

After the words fell, there was still no reaction inside.

Yan Dan raised his head, looked at the bamboo door, and sat down on the ground, straightened his body and looked up at the full moon, but his eyes were full of determination.

"If Mr. Jing doesn't want to see you, Dan will just sit and die in front of Mr. Jing's house. Anyway, the scenery of the bamboo forest is very nice, so Dan can just be here..."

Yan Dan said a little bit shamelessly, when the door opened behind him, he was overjoyed, and before he could turn around, he heard an extremely cold voice from above his head, "If you want to die so much, you might as well let me kill you!" As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword was already on Yandan's shoulder.

Not daring to turn his head, Yan Dan looked at the attendant who was nervously approaching in front of him, and said calmly: "Don't disturb, Mr. Jing is testing my sincerity, you can relax, it will be fine.".

"I'm not doing something tempting!", as the words fell, there was a chill in the neck.

Yan Dan was startled, thinking that he was recommended by Mr. Tian Guang, so he should not be such a reckless person, let alone kill him for such a trivial matter.

As soon as he figured it out, Yan Dan immediately let go of his tense nerves, and said leisurely: "Young Master Jing, aren't you tired of holding the sword like this? Wouldn't it be easier to put down the sword and watch the moon and listen to the wind with me?".

Side head, curved lips, good red lips and white teeth.

Jing Ke just looked at Yan Dan who suddenly turned his head like this, the wind crossed the bamboo forest, brought up a few strands of Yan Dan's black hair, and fiddled with the hand holding the sword together, causing a wave of ripples in his heart, itchy, just like heaven and man. There was a trace of sickness in the outline, and the smiling eyes glared at him even more brightly.

Although it is from the side, he is also the most beautiful man Jing Ke has ever seen.

With a cold snort, it was a cover-up, and when he turned his hand, the sword was put away.