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Chapter 2957

Chapter 2961

Go Through My Demon Host

Just now

He did everything, but he never thought he would fall in love with someone.

He will never stop his blood feud, and he is bound to win.

Countless cold and heavy chains tightly locked his heart and moved his whole body. There was a bone piercing pain. Although it was not fatal, it could never get rid of it.

He knelt in front of the nameless monument for two days and nights before leaving.

When I left,

Mo Liyan was thinking,

At the beginning, his mother knelt for three days and nights outside the imperial study in the ruthless and bitter rain. She knocked her head and blood and shouted until she couldn't make a sound, just for a face saint and a chance for the Lin family.

Young Jin Wang stepped on the snow and ice.

The expression is always arrogant and light, leaving step by step, but it is like stepping into another world, lonely and desolate for no reason.

The state of Chu was built on the late winter of 367,

At the beginning of a celebration banquet specially prepared for King Jin, floating life and pleasure, drunken and gold fans, singing and dancing, and stringing are heard all the time. It is a prosperous age.

This Palace Road,

Mo Liyan has gone through countless times, winning, losing, hurting and hating. Which time is not a narrow escape.

And now,

Every step is moving towards the situation he wants. He returns after victory. He has great prestige in the army and has won countless hearts and minds of the people. However, in a trance, he feels absurd and distant.

The cold night wind rolled up a corner of the car curtain. At a glance, I saw a figure in black. It was only a side face, but it was unparalleled in the world.

Mo Liyan leaned against the soft couch and coughed from time to time. His Adam's apple turned pale, but his expression was morbid pale.

On the night of the previous military operation, he was seriously injured twice and infected with wind and cold, but he was forced to fight his way out of the siege of the enemy. He had a high fever all night, but he had no spare time to recuperate. He made all the arrangements afterwards. Recently, he knelt on the mountain for two nights, and his originally faint consciousness became more and more uncomfortable.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned on the soft couch. His 3000 ink hair was scattered behind him. Coldness and laziness were intertwined, with a noble beauty that captured people's soul.

Mo Liyan didn't care about the scene around him. He just dropped his long eyelashes, closed his eyes and rested, and occasionally coughed twice.

The night wind sent a slight chill. The heavy snow for many days has stopped. The air seems to be full of ice and snow. The long ice is hanging, crystal clear.

The majestic Imperial Palace shows the beauty of prosperity when the snow overturns and the slanting moon closes gently.

The slender and exquisite girl dressed in red, walked through the carriage without expression, and left straight. Her clothes swayed gently in the air, with an open and cold temperament.

The air seemed to be wrapped with some faint rose fragrance, which was almost imperceptible. It was sent gently by the night wind of the season, and floated in the carriage through the curtain opened in a corner.

Almost out of an instinctive reaction, Mo Liyan's closed pupils suddenly opened at that moment, then turned his eyes sideways, opened the car curtain with clear white fingers and looked out.

But in the end,

I can't catch anything.

It seems that the palpitating feeling and cold fragrance just now are just an illusion.

But at that moment, how can the pricking pain of the cone be ignored?

"Stop." Mo Liyan suddenly ordered to open his mouth. The voice was quiet and dumb, with a sense of dignity that can't be countered.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, after hearing the voice of the people in the car, he was a little stunned, and then said, "master, you are going to the main hall soon... You are the protagonist. You can't be absent from this party today."

"I will go later." Mo Liyan said faintly. Without hesitation, he lifted the driving curtain and went out. The gold inlaid ice thick black clothes were plated with a thin layer of snow moonlight in the night, which made him more and more different from real people.

After coming out of the carriage, the cold from the pavement made king Jin cough. He endured his discomfort and went straight to another direction.

Even if it was an illusion, he also wanted to see it.

Whether it's her or not.

The seventh day had no choice but to stand by, but he didn't understand why Mo Liyan made such a decision.

Mo Liyan walked in the palace. I don't know how long he had been following the direction of the carriage. Facing the cold in the sky, the biting coolness encroached on his seriously injured body, making his sick and pale face more bloodless and bleak and lonely.

Looking around,

Red crepe lanterns against the white snow, bright yellow glazed tiles covered with snow, vermilion doors, high palace walls, magnificent buildings and jade buildings, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, and everything in the Imperial Palace are extremely low, luxurious and exquisite.

But he didn't see the figure he wanted to see.

Is it an illusion?

Mo Liyan was slightly stunned. His eyes, which had always been calm and fierce, fell a bit of indescribable loss at the moment. He stood in place for a long time. Finally, he silently clenched his long finger hanging in his wide cuff and turned back.

And in the distance,

The girl was dressed in red, and her pace never stopped. She was fast and indifferent. Finally, she jumped into a carriage, with long legs slightly curved, lazy and wanton waiting.

In the hall,

As the host of today's celebration banquet, Mo Liyan didn't pay attention to other things. He sat in his seat with his eyes down and leaned back against the chair. He was indifferent and cold. He was very noble, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

But the cold and light fragrance is always waved, like integrated into the bone.

The reward order was issued again and again. Mo Qingcang, sitting in the highest position, seemed to be laughing. In fact, his eyes were full of yin and ruthless color.

It's already like this,

Not dead yet!

At the beginning, he sent Mo Liyan just to get rid of this evil seed that should not exist by the hand of South Korea, but he didn't expect to give Mo Liyan a chance to succeed!

Mo Qingcang was very dissatisfied, but due to this battle and his military achievements, he was forced to award a reward.

"Congratulations to the third brother." Mo Rongxuan was dressed in green, warm and elegant. He took up a wine glass and smiled at Mo Liyan.

"The king should congratulate the eighth younger brother." Mo Liyan said in a tone as cool as night water.

During his absence from Beijing, Mo Rongxuan's actions were the most frequent in the capital.

Contact courtiers and form parties for personal gain.

The emperor's house,

No one is simple.

"Third brother, where is this?" Mo Rongxuan didn't change his face. Quan should not understand Mo Liyan's words, but just smiled.

A celebration banquet seemed to end magnificently under the repeated temptation of the blade and sword rain of words.

Mo Liyan was the first to leave. He left the endless music of silk and bamboo pipes. Unconsciously, he went to the snow covered Pavilion. When Tao reacted, he had stepped in.

For a while,

Mo Liyan stopped, and the line of his back was stiff and straight.

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