Chapter 2942

He was already ready for the master to say something big next, but he didn't expect to get such a sentence. He was confused and tentatively replied: "yes, it will be 15 soon."

After that,

The study fell into silence again.

Mo Liyan seemed to just ask casually and didn't take it to heart. Next, he didn't say anything about it with Qingfeng, but talked about business.

On the day when Mo Yelei set out for the war, the weather was cool, and the wind didn't have much temperature on him.

And that day,

It's exactly fifteen.

Many people in Chujing saw them off.

That line almost formed a long line.

Korean people have gone back. After all, the young emperor is the king of a country. Even if he wants to stay, he has to go.

Now only Xie Jinshu remains in the state of Chu.

He stood on the tall building and watched Mo Yelei's team leave. The cold light flashed from the bottom of his eyes and fell into darkness again. It was very fierce.

The childe was dressed in snow and looked unparalleled in the world. Finally, he left slowly, but he went to King Jin's house.

This time,

Xie Jinshu didn't have any resistance. He saw Mo Liyan at the first time.

"Come on, what's the condition of the antidote." Xie Jinshu looked at the straight figure coming, and was not in the mood to calculate what. He just asked straight to the point.

From that question, Mo Liyan understood the meaning of Xie Jinshu. He pulled off his thin lips and said gently, "what did she tell you?"

"Important?" Xie Jinshu stood up. "Make a deal. Under the circumstances of my ability, you hand over the antidote to suppress heart control Gu."

Mo Liyan: "don't do it."

"Have the ability to let her come by herself." King Jin looked cold and arrogant, and a deep chill poured out between his lips and teeth.

"If she goes back to King Jin's house and asks for it from the king in person, the king will give it to her without your intervention."

"You force her with mind controlling Gu?" Xie Jinshu laughed. It was the first time he saw that Mo Liyan could do this because he let a person come back. What did Mo Liyan do.

Mo Liyan didn't care, "so what?"

"Mo Liyan, you want to fight again, don't you?" Xie Jinshu hit his teeth with the tip of his tongue and said angrily.

Xie Jinshu didn't know whether Mo Liyan wanted to, he only knew that he wanted to.

When he is in a bad mood, he usually has only two ways to vent,

One is murder.

It's a schemer.

Mo Liyan belongs to... The third category.

Jin Wang stretched the black sleeves of Liuyun and indifferently looked handsome. "Can you win?"

Xie Jinshu was not annoyed at all. He smiled gently and gracefully. He pulled out his sword: "I've fought so many times, and it's not bad this time. If Wang Jin really had the ability, he would kill me directly."

Mo Liyan was unmoved: "kill you? Is it useful?"

When I hurried back on the seventh day, I saw the two figures fighting again, black and white intertwined in mid air.

Seventh day: "

Why did you call again?!

I used to fight. On the seventh day of the seventh day, I thought I would never fight again when I met in the capital of Chu. As a result

The past is unforgettable.

I don't know when,

The sky was deep, and the last tiny awn on the edge of the sky was swallowed up by the darkness, and then there was no trace.

As if drops of ink quietly penetrated into the capital of Chu, as if they were dripping in clear water, which made the whole capital dark.

Late at night.

The branches on the moon are the full moon, cold and bright, unattainable, blowing across the world.

Mo Liyan stood outside Zhaoyun Pavilion, with a long body and cold temperament.

With his hands behind him, he looked up slightly and stared at the new moon in the night sky. The moonlight fell into his eyes, but he couldn't brighten the deep pupils like ink, as if they were dense with a layer of clouds, cold and opaque, annihilating some unknown emotions in the cool moon like water.

"Mo Liyan, is it interesting to stand here for a day?" Xie Jinshu stood next to him and followed Mo Liyan on the bar. His expression was still as elegant as a relegated immortal, and the sound line was as clear as broken jade knocking on the ice, but it was groundless that people heard the meaning of cold Yin pity.

Xie Jinshu and Mo Liyan have finished fighting. They have no choice but to stay in King Jin's house. After all, there is really no way to go.

Although Ling Bai told him to leave it alone,

But he can't really ignore it.

Princess Hanchang, Princess Hanchang

Xie Jinshu told himself several times in the bottom of his heart that human interests can't just give up.

But who knows what Mo Liyan thinks. From the end to now, he stood in front of a small attic without saying a word.

Standing in the dark and moonlight.

Mo Liyan didn't respond to Xie Jinshu's words, but stared coldly at the new moon. His eyes became more and more deep. The inseparable fierce colors were intertwined into an abyss like color, gloomy and dangerous.

The curve of his jaw stretched out a sharp arc, and his cold face did not contain any expression, but his slender and clear fingers hung in his sleeves silently clenched and clenched the blue porcelain vase in the palm of his hand.

Mo Liyan just wanted to wait for the man to come back.

For whatever reason, as long as the man returns to King Jin's house, he will give her the antidote.

As long as that person comes back and lowers his head.

But he didn't wait to dye white, but waited for the branches on the moon, which was a harbinger of the attack of heart control Gu.

Xie Jinshu also saw the cold full moon. He lost his patience and spit out almost word by word: "Mo Liyan, you -"

Before Xie Jinshu finished, King Jin turned around indifferently. He was aloof and noble. The night annihilated the mood in his eyes and precipitated a cold and deep color, which seemed to condense a thin layer of ice.

Xie Jinshu was stunned.

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Chu Jing,

In a newly bought mansion,

Quietly,

There was no sound or anger.

It was like falling into a deep sleep, a dead silence.

No lights, no lanterns.

Where the eyes touch, there is only boundless darkness.

And in the study,

Shrouded in darkness, you can vaguely see the outline of a thin and thin figure through the bright and dark moonlight, and the shadow falling on the ground is long and lonely.

It's dyed white.

She shut herself in a dark cage and sat in front of the table without saying a word. Her back was stretched out. She grabbed a brush in her hand, and her knuckles turned cold and pale.

Practice calligraphy on snow-white rice paper one stroke at a time.

Each stroke was stopped for a long, long time, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.

Rao tried her best to restrain, but her fingertips still trembled slightly, because the heart was stabbed by the blood cutting and bone gouging cone, and the tip of the brush fell on the rice paper, marking a long black mark.

The pen fell to the ground.

Her expression was hidden in the shadow and could not be seen or guessed.