Huangluo Kyushu

"That's right, Wang Zhili is unique, all you people have to do is obey absolutely."

With a calm and indifferent voice, and a delicate face like the most expensive doll on the counter, who else is there besides the mysterious Ice King?

"It's you kid again!" The two people, who became angry from embarrassment, looked at Zichuan Bingyue angrily.

The little ghost smiled and said to Mo Lian, "Brother Mo Lian, what are you talking to them about? Those who despise the royal power should all die!"

In the end, the sharp tone brought great oppression and killing intent.At the moment of distraction, the sharp blade in Zichuan Bingyue's hand reached the abdomen of the two of them.

With out-of-focus eyes, she could only feel a black shadow slipping past her eyes. Mo Lian, who had never felt that Zichuan Bingyue was different from ordinary children, felt the meaning of the name 'Instant Kill' for the first time.

"roll!"

He uttered such words mercilessly, the willful prince who dared to make a scene no matter which country he went to, laughed unscrupulously.

Mo Lian looked helplessly at the two fleeing, and then said to Zichuan Bingyue with a bit of pampering and helplessness, "Bingyue, this is not your home country, so it's better not to show your sharpness too much."

"Showing your sharpness?" Zichuan Bingyue raised her eyebrows and retorted in disapproval, "I don't think this is as free as my home country, and I will definitely not do this in my home country."

Looking at such a proud face, Mo Lian really felt a little powerless. He suddenly wanted to know how Zichuan Qingcheng raised his younger brother.

"Are you curious?" Zichuan Bingyue's words were filled with a smile as she opened her black eyes that could see through everything.

"I'm really curious. I really want to know how Qingcheng raised you in such a situation. He was just a child at that time."

"So, my elder brother is really amazing. Do you know? Brother Mo Lian." Zichuan Bingyue said to him in a brisk tone, "When I was young, I often complained to my elder brother, why are we not twins?"

Gently stroking Mo Lian's cheek, Zichuan Bingyue smiled and said, "I have always yearned for the mystery of twins, whether they have the same appearance or wonderful telepathy. Everything is so enviable Beautiful. But Brother Qingcheng just said a word to me, if we are twins, then I can't take better care of you."

"Since then, I have believed that my brother and I are the best. I know better than anyone how difficult it is for my brother to bring up an ignorant younger brother like me. But in other words, my current appearance is also taken by my brother. It's done, my brother never restricts me. I have been unscrupulous since I can remember."

"For example, when I just remembered, Brother Qingcheng once said to me, Yue, as long as it is something you want, you just reach out and grab it, if you don't, go grab it, don't care Whatever method you use, as long as you are satisfied."

Taking a deep breath, Zichuan Bingyue said softly, "So, from the very beginning, there were no obstacles in my life, whether it was the convenience brought by my identity, or the maximum freedom my brother gave me, no matter what it is It allows me to live freely in my own world.”

Is it enough to just be satisfied?

Mo Lian sighed in her heart, Zichuan Qingcheng is different, but it is precisely this kind of education method that can create this sharp-edged little prince.

"I'm really curious, maybe we've never been on equal footing, so it's hard to understand. How could brother Mo Lian fall in love with brother Mo Han? He didn't let go after being treated so cruelly. It seems that he is either paranoid or self-masochistic." The same sharp-pointed way of speaking as Musaren, the same ruthless.

It was also unacceptable, but he faced the meek Mo Lian.

The boy's gentle smile, and his delicate and incomparable face, revealed indescribable exhaustion and nostalgia?

Zichuan Bingyue opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and after confirming that she was not mistaken, she heard Mo Lian's soft voice, "I don't know why I like Young Master Gong, it's as cold as ice. However, watching him and Princess Muge, watching Princess Muge enjoy his rare tenderness as a matter of course, I was so intoxicated."

Shaking her head, Mo Lian continued with some emotion, "It's ridiculous, but I'm actually addicted to the tenderness that doesn't belong to me."

Indulging in the tenderness that does not belong to you?

It is precisely because that kind of warmth is so rare that it is so precious.That's why I thought of chasing after the warmth that didn't belong to me.

Just like Kua Fu chasing the sun, but people themselves are the existence of pursuing happiness, so, who can deny such a humble wish, and who is qualified to deny it?

Faced with such a heavy atmosphere, Zichuan Bingyue, who tried to make it active in her own way, grabbed Mo Lian's sleeve and said, "Brother Mo Lian, did you learn that move from Musa Ren just now?" ? Even the shot is exactly the same as that guy."

"When I was in Moxi, Musa did teach me a few tricks, because we are all good at poison, and even the silver needle was given to me by her."

Didn't see the little ghost clearly, but instead showed a look of disdain, Zichuan Bingyue said, "I am a half-assed person, and dare to teach others, this girl really dares."

"What are you talking about, brat?" It was enough to mock others secretly, but she was caught by that person. Zichuan Bingyue sighed in her heart that her luck was really bad.

"I'm saying you're a dick."

Now that the other party had heard it, Zichuan Bingyue did not deny it, and said what she wanted to say openly.

"You brat!"

Musa Ren, who has been held in the palm of his hand, is always oppressed by this brat, so he is naturally anxious.

On the contrary, her calmest attendant, Ji Wing, grabbed her. With a gentle and decent smile, Ji Wing said softly to Mu Saren, "Princess, don't be as knowledgeable as a kid."

Raising his beautiful face, Chicken Wing smiled and responded to Zichuan Bingyue's provocation for his princess, "I have heard that Prince Yao of the Bing Kingdom is well-behaved and well-known. , is really famous.”

Such a gentle tone coupled with such insinuating words is really a double blow.

Even Zichuan Bingyue had to start to look at the person in front of her face, her long and narrow eyes hinted at peach blossoms, but her faint smile revealed all kinds of amorous feelings.

A small attendant is so good, Xiliang is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!

Zichuan Bingyue sorted out her expression, regained his delicate puppet-like innocence, and said jokingly, "It's really not enough to see a servant who is more beautiful than your princess."

"I don't intend to provoke you, I just want to say that your flamboyant fists and embroidered legs can barely be seen among women, but it is still a bit fancy for Brother Mo Lian. My physique is similar to that of Brother Mo Lian, because I am weak. , so a quick fix is ​​the best way.”

"It's easy to say, how about showing it to you?" As if intending to see that kid make a fool of himself, Mu Saren had a sly smile on her face, and since the troubles between Xiliang and Turkic, she was rarely active.

"Show it? Why not? Just let you see the swordsmanship of our Zichuan family."

A long sword appeared out of nowhere, and Zichuan Bingyue grabbed the hilt handsomely and waved it.

Everyone present had heard of Ice Country's famous and magnificent swordsmanship, and the people of Ice Country who advocated force were all very strong, let alone show them this genius prince named "Instant Killer".

It is rumored that the swordsmanship of the Zichuan family is very commensurate with their romantic name. It is as gorgeous and elegant as the most grand waltz in the west, and is known as the waltz of swords.

The long sword sliced ​​through the air, like a bird chirping rapidly when it breaks through the air.His swordsmanship is magnificent, not complicated, and not fancy as usual in the sword manual, just like a phoenix combing its feathers.

But every move and every move hit the vital point directly. Zichuan Bingyue's cold eyes and sharp murderous aura seeped into everyone's body from his sword moves.

Smiling beautifully, he said to them in a high-spirited but ruthless voice, "Actually, these are just some fancy cover-ups. My brother taught me this before." Taking a deep breath, the smile in his eyes was gone. Faded, his words were full of coldness.

"The sword has no tricks, it only has a purpose, which is to kill."

Is there no move but only purpose?

Mo Lian suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Although she couldn't see Zichuan Bingyue's swordsmanship, the little ghost's cold killing intent was conveyed to him exactly.

Is this the way of education in a country that advocates force? Even such a young child has been deeply affected.

"Do you know why you can't beat me?"

With a hint of provocation, looking at Mu Saren with a mocking tone, coupled with Zichuan Bingyue's puppet-like face, it is extremely weird.

"Remember, when you wield your weapon, you must be prepared to be killed."

Before killing someone, one must be prepared to be killed...

Mu Saren has never been more afraid than now. The little ghost who has experienced the baptism of war is completely different from her who has been living in protection.Even though she had already made a decision in her heart, when she really felt such pressure, she still found it a little difficult to accept.

"Xi Liang and Mo Xi are bound to have a battle, don't be too lax, you corrupt nobles who are blinded by the quiet life."

It was still the same sarcastic tone without good intentions, but Mu Saren really felt the 'Zichuan Bingyue's care'.

Although it always makes people very uncomfortable, it is very considerate and awkward child-like expression.

"Anyway, thank you this time." With a bright smile on his face, Musaren expressed his feelings straightforwardly.

"That's really disgusting..."

Zichuan Bingyue curled her lips in disdain, but if you look carefully, you will find a trace of blush floating on the fair face of this wayward kid.

After clasping Mo Lian's wrist, the child's voice was crisp and clear, "Brother Mo Lian, just feel my gestures carefully."

Devotion to practice can indeed make people forget a lot of things, Mo Lian sighed in her heart, how such a child can withstand such high-intensity training.

When I was in doubt, I heard the little ghost's clear voice, "It's hard, I actually hate it too. Although Brother Qingcheng dotes on me very much, but he never favors me when it comes to martial arts. It's really rigid." Very much."

"I didn't understand it before, because I felt that my brother made it difficult for me. But now, I think my brother always has his reasons for doing this. After all, my country is the ice country that advocates force."

Gently holding Mo Lian's hand with her little hand, Zichuan Bingyue said softly, "Brother Mo Lian, my brother once said to me that it was the only motivation to support me through the hard training. Now I I give you this proverb."

"If you are not brave, no one will be strong for you."