Chapter 2925

He had never seen such a master before. He was covered with a gloomy cold, as if he could destroy the sky and the earth!

Finally, Ling Bai was directly locked in the secret room deep in the dungeon of King Jin's house, and the master never came out of the bedroom again.

But the secret room

It's a nightmare for everyone. Even their dark guards may not be able to bear it.

There was no response from the bedroom. On the seventh day of the seventh day, she could only bite her teeth and say, "master, Ruo Lian, she has been kneeling outside. From last night to now, master, you..."

When the seventh day was still sorting out the next words, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open from inside.

The slender and lonely figure stood there, dressed in black, cold and noble, covered with low pressure, lingering with a trace of hostility.

The sun that had not been seen for three days fell on him, but it was not half warm. The sun could not warm the cold at the bottom of his eyes. The shadow of his body was slanted by the light and shadow, making his skin color particularly pale and a little morbid cold. The handsome and cold face did not contain any feelings, and Ling narrow Danfeng's eyes were as indifferent as a sharp blade.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he quickly knelt on the ground. He could smell the bloody gas on Mo Liyan's body, and his eyelids jumped.

And Mo Liyan walked out of the bedroom step by step steadily and indifferently. The side face lines were as sharp and cold as ever. Each stroke was just fine, and the gods also existed like gods.

last,

At a short distance, he glanced indifferently at the man kneeling outside the sleeping palace. His eyes were frozen.

If Lian sees Mo Liyan coming out, the bottom of her eyes suddenly lights up. She quickly stumbles to the prince and kneels down heavily. Her body is shaky. Every word is squeezed out of her teeth: "master, you let miss out."

Mo Liyan already knew that if Lian couldn't kneel here, he didn't care. As soon as he mentioned that person, he would think of the picture of that rainy night and the brand on the clavicle. His mood was even lower to the extreme, and his tone was cold-blooded: "she made a mistake and should be punished."

"But master, that's enough!" ruolian screamed bitterly, and her voice was hoarse: "Miss, she was so badly hurt, she fought with master for so long, and she was whipped. Finally, there was no antidote to control the heart Gu. She could not bear the pain of the broken liver and intestines of Gu poison all night!"

She said word by word, "isn't it enough, master?"

Mo Liyan listened to ruolian's words without emotion. He was careless and didn't listen to him at all.

He had intended to end it like this, but that man should never advance an inch.

Now?

He will never let Ling Bai go.

"It's been three days. If the young lady is locked up in the secret room of the dark prison again, she will really die. No one dares to send even a drop of water these three days. The young lady herself is seriously injured and is likely to have a high fever. She will really die!"

"There's no one, no sound, no light, nothing in that secret room. People like me may be driven crazy for a long time. What should I do there alone?"

"Master, please, let Miss go. Just this time, give miss a chance." Ruo Lian was almost incoherent. She could only plead bitterly, trying to reach out and grab a touch of precious black clothes hanging down from the man with light gold patterns, muttering and repeating: "if you go on like this, you will die, and you will really die..."

Mo Liyan listened to ruolian finish talking and didn't say anything in the middle. He gently and preciously avoided ruolian's action, stood aside, thought a little, and asked, "isn't it better to die?"

If Lian's action froze, she was at a loss for a moment and slowly widened her eyes. She couldn't even find her voice.

"Her life or death is not important." Mo Liyan warned ruolian, in a lukewarm tone.

"If Lian, you have no sense of propriety." Mo Liyan calmly and coolly stared at the figure kneeling on the ground and spit out such an inexplicable word. It was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger. Then, the figure walked straight and proudly, and the arc of black clothes across the air was fierce every time.

If Lian kneels in place, she is suddenly confused. She bites her lower lip tightly and dare not speak again.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, she walked silently from Ruo Lian, and her eyes were calm.

"Transfer her out of Zhaoyun Pavilion and put her on the front line of the dark camp." Mo Liyan ordered, "you don't have to contact secrets and use it as a chess piece. You don't have to transfer her back in the future."

The seventh day nodded and answered seriously, indicating that he understood.

The seventh day of junior high school doesn't understand what ruolian thinks. Their life is given by the master. The only loyalty they have is the master. They shouldn't do such absurd things for some irrelevant things.

Mo Liyan asked the seventh day to retreat. Standing alone under the shadow of the treetop, he glanced at the bright white thorn sunshine in the sky and narrowed his narrow eyes. He didn't know what to think, and the cold feeling spread from the bottom of his eyes.

In the dark prison,

The deepest chamber of secrets.

Darkness and silence.

Along the way, only the lamps placed every few meters on both sides of the wall sent out a dim and weak light, cast off the flickering light and shadow, and also elongated the lonely shadow on the ground.

The closed door of the dark room was suddenly pushed open without warning.

The first one to step in is the pair of black brocade boots. The gold inlaid clothes hang down one after another. It's unspeakable to pay attention to the sense of dignity.

The young prince walked in leisurely. His light and cold eyes looked around at random, and finally fixed on the bloody girl in the corner.

What a deja vu.

That's too bad,

At that time, there was a mistake of thought. Instead of killing people directly, they stayed, which led to today's scene.

The clean and clear light fragrance lingers in the air,

Dyed white could recognize the unique breath of the man, but she didn't want to take another look. Her cold fingertips gently pressed against the blade that slipped from her sleeves and silently clicked twice.

Mo Liyan walked in front of the girl and looked down at her. The dark shadow hid his expression and covered his deep understanding of eye color.

Looking at the dyed white wantonly.

The lonely and cold sound broke all the silence.

He opened his mouth carelessly and asked casually like a gift.

"Do you like Ben Wang?"

This idea began to appear three days ago. It's not Mo Liyan's thinking, but the girl's last look has to be worth exploring.

If so, everything that happened before can be explained.

Just,

Mo Liyan thought so, but he still felt absurd and ridiculous.

Such an unexpected question made ranbai pause a little. She picked up the delicate dark eyebrows, calmly raised her eyes and looked at the cold and gorgeous face and the indifferent and fierce temperament.