Chapter 3007

Jin Wang was quiet for a while. He felt such an embarrassing silence. After a long silence, he finally couldn't stand that kind of eyes. He turned his face slightly, didn't open his eyes, and calmly asked, "have you seen enough."

Ranbai still didn't speak.

Mo Liyan blinked his eyes very gently, and still said to her calmly and coldly, "if you have seen enough... Can you let go?"

Ranbai calmly released her hand and looked at King Jin's eyes.

"Mo Liyan..." she whispered his name, seemingly puzzled, but her tone was extremely calm and asked softly, "what is this?"

She seems to want to get an answer from Mo Liyan.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mo Liyan arranged his collar indifferently, covered the word, and spoke plainly. He closed his eyes hard. A trace of pain flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and soon disappeared. It seemed as if nothing had happened. After confirming the safety of dyeing white, he relaxed his hand, gritted his teeth and whispered, "get up."

Ran Bai looked at him coldly, got up after two seconds of silence, shook for a moment, then recovered and stabilized, and leaned against the next wall.

Her white fingers pressed against the corners of her lips, her eyes hung quietly, and her expression was indifferent.

Mo Liyan finally relaxed. He still fell on the cave snow. He lay motionless and gasped for a while. His chest fluctuated up and down, trying to restrain and endure.

His body was stained with a lot of broken snow and his black clothes were messy. He looked a little embarrassed, but his inherent dignity did not reduce by half.

Dyed white's eyes coagulated and stopped. She suddenly found that some ice and snow were dyed red. It was blood

The reason why Mo Liyan couldn't get up was that his straight leg was pressed under the collapsed ice and snow. The spreading red was his blood.

But Mo Liyan just

Nothing.

Ran Bai's expression suddenly became gloomy and realized a fact that she couldn't accept.

Mo Liyan was hurt because of her.

He could have been safe and sound, and he wouldn't have been hurt.

But now because of her, because of her.

This fact rolled over and over in her heart, which made dye white very resistant and irritable.

She and he are enemies.

She doesn't want to have any intersection with Mo Liyan except interests.

However, the trajectory of all this seems to be invisibly on the other extreme.

"I didn't let you save." ran Bai leaned over coldly and stared at the Jin king who couldn't fall to the ground. He saw his face pale, his body trembling, and his legs stained with blood, but he was indifferent. He just stressed a little hard and said to Mo Liyan word by word.

She could have left by herself. It was mo Liyan's action that disrupted her plan.

It was mo Liyan who wanted to save her.

It has nothing to do with her.

Dyed white was very heartless and thought coldly.

Mo Liyan almost fainted. The pain caused by the compression of ice and snow in his legs and the gouging out of bones by the cone heart controlling the heart Gu are painful, but he will not show it in front of anyone, especially this person.

King Jin lay on the cold snow. The cold invaded every part of his body and went deep into the bone marrow. He closed his eyes, slowed down for a while, and gasped slightly. He didn't open his eyes until he felt that he could bear it without moving his face.

Under the long eyelashes, there are a pair of very narrow and beautiful Danfeng eyes. When they are picked up a little, they give people a sharp feeling like a sharp blade. The color of the pupils is much darker than that of ordinary people, just like ink, and unfathomable.

However, at this moment, such a pair of abyss like eyes reflected the clear snow light and the shadow of the girl. The cold broken light flashed and opened a shallow smile, such as the rain hitting the lake and the ripples of water lines, which seemed gentle in an instant.

He calmly and quietly replied: "well, you didn't let me save." Mo Liyan said slowly. He spent his energy every time he spit out a word, such as the blade of war wiped his throat, but his tone was very light, which restrained all the linglie anger, like a wisp of cold white and clear moonlight: "I have to save it."

"You don't care about me." Mo Liyan looked at her. There was always such a clear reflection at the bottom of her eyes, "take good care of yourself."

He just said a few words, but it seemed that he had exhausted his strength all his life. He closed his eyes again to cover up the depressed pain. His eyelashes were still trembling. There was a fine cold sweat rolling down his clean and clear side face lines and panting disorderly, but in addition, he didn't show a look of deep pain, not at all.

It seems that he is not the one who bears the poison of mind control.

It seems that he is not the one who bears the heavy pressure of ice and snow on the nerves of his legs.

And ran Bai stared at him coldly and gloomily for a long time. His eyes seemed to be boundless in the dark night, with contradictory carelessness and layers of black clouds.

last,

With a cold face, she asked, "do you have a dagger?"

Mo Liyan didn't understand what ranbai wanted to do. He was still angry like a hairspring.

Before Mo Liyan could say anything, ran Bai had already stretched out his hand. His fingers without any temperature were still stained with ice and snow. Without pity and indifference, he seemed to be groping for a corpse and looked for a dagger on Mo Liyan.

At that moment,

Mo Liyan's whole person was stiff, and his thinking reaction fell into a blank, at a loss.

He, in his life, has never been so close.

The touch of his subordinates was cold chest and smooth and clear abdominal muscles. Dyeing white didn't stop. Fortunately, it didn't make Mo Liyan stiff. For a long time, dyeing White had touched King Jin's waist. His fingertips slipped off the man's waist line, found a dagger and took it out neatly.

Ranbai clutched the dagger, stood up and looked down at King Jin with cold and ruthless words: "Mo Liyan, listen to me."

"At the end of the day, you'd better forget everything," she said. "I don't owe you or need you to save me."

After finishing this, ran Bai didn't intend to wait for Mo Liyan to answer. He knelt down on one knee and half, looked at the ice and snow that oppressed King Jin's legs, and used a dagger to cut around.

Every time my hand rises and falls, I use up all my strength.

The pain of Gu poison rolled and roared in her heart and spread to all parts of her body, as if she had broken and reorganized the bone meridians again and again. Dyed white was with her back to Mo Liyan. Her eyes were gloomy, repressed her rapid breathing and sharp tingling, raised her hand to wipe off the blood spilled from the corners of her lips, and continued to penetrate the ice and snow silently and coldly.

"Ling Bai." I don't know when the voice behind me has become extremely hoarse, "stop."

No one knows more about the Gu poison on ranbai than Mo Liyan. Now such an action can only stimulate the Gu poison attack more and more quickly.