Chapter 3278

Jin Yao stared at the hands held by the two people, and the dark color surged in his eyes.

But just then——

A black Tibetan mastiff rushed out from nowhere. Its strong body and manic performance startled the people around it and avoided the distance one after another for fear of hurting themselves.

The Tibetan mastiff rampaged, made a low threatening sound from his throat, shouted at dye's white bark, rushed up directly in the next second, and his claws flashed across the cold light in the night.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is like a hook, like a cold sword out of its sheath.

Jin Yao's eyes were cold and slow, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve showed a little, cold and dazzling.

Ran Bai made a quick move. She was in a good mood today, especially at the moment, so she didn't see blood directly. Instead, she kicked the Tibetan mastiff, which was about to jump up.

The owner of the Tibetan mastiff probably didn't expect the Tibetan mastiff to run out by himself. At the moment, he hurried to see such a scene, especially when he saw the Tibetan mastiff lying on the ground in his home, he frowned.

He looked at the dyed white, but he didn't recognize it because of the mask, but he could also see that he was noble and his identity must be not low.

The young master frowned and went to ranbai. He perfunctorily apologized. Then without looking at it, he went away directly with the Tibetan mastiff whining and yelling.

Maybe if dyed white's identity is not so high, the young master will defend the injustice of the Tibetan mastiff kicked over on the ground.

Ranbai doesn't intend to reveal her identity here. It's just an episode. She doesn't take it to heart.

The princess whispered, "go back."

The boy stood in place, paused, and then smiled quietly and gracefully. It was as cold as jade: "Your Highness, can you go back first?"

Ranbai glanced at Jinyao and didn't ask him what else to do. She just turned and left.

Jinyao always looked at the princess's back until he could no longer see it. Without the light source, the young man's dark eyes looked deeper and like an abyss.

He turned and went in the other direction.

It's dark at night. No earthly fireworks, gentle and secular, belong to Jinyao.

He was born to fall in the abyss and grew up from hell.

"Tick, tick..."

Red blood drops fell on the ground and invaded the soil along the gap.

In the dark,

A pair of fingers with slender bony joints, clear as works of art, gently and carefully wiped a bloody dagger, moving slowly and elegantly.

Look up,

The man has eyes like an abyss.

A little tear mole is breathtaking.

…

Ning Yu'an slipped out of the imperial palace alone tonight. The night in the capital is very prosperous, but Ning Yu'an is very rare, so it's a little novel.

The slender and graceful girl has a picturesque face, gentle side face, elegant and dignified appearance.

Just the thin curled eyelashes blinked, and the apricot eyes reflected the light of dots, with a soft and cute taste.

Ning Yu'an didn't know what day it was, so she frowned imperceptibly when the bustling crowd became more crowded.

The streets of Chang'an are brightly lit, like stars falling into the world.

Everyone was pushing forward, and the slender figure of the girl was particularly eye-catching.

I don't know who hit me. I'm in a hurry. I'd rather settle down and shake slightly. I stumbled a few steps subconsciously and fell back.

Accidentally bumped into the cold chest and fell into the man's arms. The top of the hair just rubbed against a section of the arc, the white and beautiful jaw, the cool temperature and the light cold fragrance lingered around in an instant.

At that moment, Ning Yu'an was completely ignorant. His mind was blank and didn't respond to anything.

The distance and strange temperature that have never been so close burn the mind.

The man was tall and slender, with a petite girl half in his arms. He could easily hold it and cover the figure.

A tall white hand falsely held the girl's slender and soft waist to stabilize Ning Yu'an's body. It was very graceful and did not touch directly. It was cold and fragrant. Through the sound of the wind falling on Ning Yu'an's ear through the light, it miraculously isolated all the noise around.

The low and pleasant sound line has a unique magnetism, like a cello gently pulling, a bit lazy, mixed with an indescribable cold evil, calm and alienated demeanor.

"Is the girl all right?"

The light and shadow fell on the land of Chang'an Street and fainted with fine and broken light.

Ning Yu'an returned to her senses. She got up in a moment of shock and stepped back several steps. Her clothes were placed in the air like a broken star. When she turned around, her vision hit the figure. A pair of apricot eyes covered with the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River reflected the shadow of fengxiao.

The young childe is dressed in black clothes with dark lines on his cloud sleeves. He is exquisite and restrained. He has an extremely superior slender figure. He is a noble man. Standing in the light of the ten mile long street, he looks like a God's residence on earth.

I can only sigh. I can't see my face clearly with a mask.

Ning Yu'an glanced at him in a hurry, blushed slightly, thanked him in a low voice, then turned around and left quickly. His figure soon disappeared from the bustling crowd.

Feng Xiao gently picked up the delicate tip of her eyebrows and looked at the empty scene in front of her.

The soft, waxy and sweet sound of a girl still echoes in her ears.

It was a night tour of Chang'an City, but unexpectedly, I ran into a girl in my arms and fell full of, like the moon in the sky without warning.

He gently narrowed his long and narrow Danfeng eyes. His eyes were as deep as the starry night. He was thoughtful and smiled. He was lazy and evil.

Really... Like a rabbit.

Very cute.

…

The moon is as cool as water, and the night is cold.

Jinjia,

Shrouded in darkness, there were only sparks.

The night wind is a little chilly. A light and delicate woman is about thirty or forty years old. She is still charming and has a somewhat pitiful temperament for no reason. She walks on the goose soft stone road.

"Third aunt, be careful. We'd better go back." the maid standing behind whispered.

The woman's name is Zhao Huiya. She is the third aunt married by Jin Zhong. She is also the least favored one. If she is put in the Jin house, everyone can be bullied.

At the same time

Jin Yao's biological mother.

Zhao Huiya paced back and forth. She was a little uneasy at the bottom of her heart. She bit her lip. She was upset and didn't speak.

She heard that Jin Yao had returned to Jin mansion today. Even if she only played the piano, her heart was still at sixes and sevens. She was afraid that something should not happen.

She wanted to find Jinyao, but it was inconvenient. At this moment, Zhao Huiya felt a little sad.

Why didn't you just die.

Why do you still appear

Maybe a little earlier, she shouldn't be soft hearted.

So that now there is such a future trouble.

Zhao Huiya always clenched her lips and looked unidentified, but when she saw a figure from a distance, she was suddenly stunned.

Jin Shuo Tian's face was gloomy and he walked by with meteors. His eyes were cold in the night. He didn't notice Zhao Huiya at all.