He had never seen a master like that, his body was covered in a grim and cold air, as if he could destroy the world!

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

But that secret room...

It's simply a nightmare for everyone, and even these secret guards may not be able to withstand it.

There was no response from the bedroom, and Chu Qi could only grit his teeth and said, "Master, Ruo Lian has been kneeling outside. From last night to now, Master, you..."

While the seventh day of the lunar month was still sorting out the following words, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open from inside.

A slender and lonely figure stood there, wearing a black dress and a cold and noble, with a low pressure all over her body, and a trace of hostility lingered in her eyes.

The sunlight that had not been seen for three days fell on him, but there was no warmth. The sunlight could not warm the coldness in his eyes. The shadow of his body was stretched out by the light and shadow, making his skin look particularly pale and a little sickly cold. The handsome and cold face did not contain any emotion, and Ling Sa Danfeng's eyes were as indifferent as a sharp blade.

Chu Qiyi was shocked and quickly knelt on the ground. He could smell the faint bloody smell of Mo Liyan's body, and his eyelids twitched.

Mo Liyan walked out of the bedroom step by step steadily and indifferently. The side lines were as sharp and cold as ever, and each stroke was just perfectly exquisite, and the gods were like gods.

at last,

From a distance of not far or near, he glanced indifferently at the person kneeling outside the bedroom, his eyes were frozen.

When Ruolian saw Mo Liyan coming out, his eyes suddenly became bright, and he staggered to the prince and knelt heavily. His body was shaking, and every word squeezed out from his teeth with difficulty: "Master, let the lady come out."

Mo Liyan already knew Ruo Lian’s purpose of kneeling here for a long time, but he didn’t care. When he mentioned that person, he would think of the scene of that rainy night and the imprint on his collarbone. His mood was even more low-key, and his tone was cold and cold-blooded: “She made a mistake and deserved punishment.”

"But Master, it's enough!" Ruo Lian shouted shrillly, his voice terrified: "Miss, she was so seriously injured, and she had been beaten with you for so long, and was whipped. In the end, she didn't have the antidote to control the heart. She endured the heart-warming pain that the poison attacked for a night!"

She paused word by word: "Isn't it enough, Master?"

Mo Liyan listened to what Ruo Lian said without any emotion, carelessly, and didn't listen to it in his heart.

He originally planned to end it like this, but that person should never be more aggressive.

Now,

He would never let Lingbai go no matter what.

"It's been three days. If the lady is locked in a dark and secret room, she will really die. She doesn't eat or drink these three days, and no one dares to send a drop of water. The lady herself is seriously injured and is likely to have a high fever, which will really cause death!"

"There is no one, no sound, no light, nothing. People like me may be driven crazy if they go in for a long time. What should I do if the lady is there alone?!"

"Master, please, please let the lady go. Just this time, give it a chance." Ruolian was almost incoherent and could only beg hard, trying to reach out and grab the man's precious black clothes hanging down with light gold patterns, murmured and repeated: "If this continues, you will die, and you will really die..."

Mo Liyan listened to Ruolian finishing his words, but didn't say anything in the middle. He gently avoided Ruolian's movements, stood sideways, thought for a while, and asked calmly: "Isn't it better to die?"

Ruolian's movements froze, and she was at a loss for a moment. She slowly widened her eyes, unable to even find her own voice.

"Her life and death are not important." Mo Liyan warned Ruolian, his tone was tepid.

"Ruo Lian, you have no sense of duty." Mo Liyan stared at the figure kneeling on the ground calmly and coldly, and said such an inexplicable sentence, which was hard to tell the difference between joy and anger. Then, the figure walked over straight and arrogantly, and every time the black shirt crossed the curve in the air, it was in sharpness.

Ruolian knelt on the spot, suddenly became a little confused, bit her lower lip, and did not dare to speak again.

Chu Qi walked straight past Ruolian in silence, his eyes calmly.

"Transfer her from Zhaoyun Pavilion and put her on the line of the secret camp." Mo Liyan ordered: "Don't contact the secrets, and use them as chess pieces, and you don't need to be transferred back in the future."

Chu Qi nodded and responded seriously, indicating that he understood.

Chu Qi didn't understand what Ruo Lian was thinking. Their life was given by his master, and the only one they were loyal to was the master, and they should not do such a ridiculous thing for some irrelevant things.

Mo Liyan asked the Qiqian to retreat, stood alone under the shadow of the treetops, glanced at the dazzling white sunshine in the sky, narrowed his narrow eyes, and didn't know what he thought of, the coldness spread in his eyes.

In the dark prison,

The deepest secret room.

Darkness and silence.

As we walked along the way, only the lamps placed on both sides of the wall emitted a faint and faint light, casting bright and flickering light and shadows, which also pulled the lonely shadow on the ground into a diagonal length.

The door closed in the dark room was suddenly pushed open from the outside without warning.

The first thing I stepped in was the pair of black brocade boots, with gold-clad clothes hanging down layer by layer, which was indescribable and noble.

The young prince walked in slowly, his light and cold eyes looked around casually, and finally frozen on the girl in the corner of the wall, which looked like a fire.

Many familiar scenes.

What a pity,

At that time, a mistake in mind, he did not kill the person directly, but instead stayed, which led to the scene today.

The clean and clear fragrance lingers in the air,

Ranbai could recognize the unique aura of the man, but she had no intention of taking a look again. Her cold fingertips gently pressed against the blade that had fallen from her sleeve, and she slapped it twice silently.

Mo Liyan walked to the girl as proudly as he walked in the garden, looking up at her high, the dark shadows disappeared his expression and also covered his deep understanding of his eyes.

Looking at Ranbai wantonly.

The lonely and cold voice broke all the silence.

He spoke casually and asked casually like a gift.

"Do you like this king?"

This idea only started to appear three days ago. It was not that Mo Liyan thought too much, but that the girl's last look had to be explored.

If this is true, then everything that happened before will be explained.

only,

When Mo Liyan thought about this, he still felt it was absurd and ridiculous.

Such an unexpected question made Ranbai pause for a moment. She raised her delicate and dark eyebrows, raised her eyes calmly, and looked at the cold and stunning face and the indifferent and sharp temperament.
Chapter completed!