"I..." He finally opened his mouth, his thin lips lightly opened, his voice extremely cold, and it was particularly clear in the wind and snow. His slender and distinctive fingers slowly picked up the mysterious arrows and long bows behind him. Every movement was extremely elegant and indifferent, ruthless and solemn. His voice resounded among the two armies, word by word, word like a blade: "I will kill her with my own hands!"

Xiao Yingmo's movements stagnated.

no,

The young master and the princess didn't tell him that this would happen.

This King Jin is really cold-blooded and ruthless!

He held on to each other and was ready to fight, and said with a cruel and ruthless intention.

This king will kill her with his own hands.

Ranbai stood on the city wall, the red clothes and white snow were almost like a leaping flame, smudged blood.

She looked down at the picture below the city tower from a high place, with a faint smile on the corners of her slender lips, and the evil and flattering were like the demon in the painting.

This answer,

Totally expected by the white color,

And there are no accidents.

The vast world was raging with violent storms, setting off endless storms, and the snow was covered with dazzling people's eyes.

The young war god's black armor reflected a cold light, as if it could hurt his eyes. He seemed calm, as if it was just a natural decision, and even the movement of pulling a bow and arrow was extremely steady and smooth.

But only Mo Liyan himself knows it.

His fingertips were trembling.

Uncontrolled tremor.

His Highness Jin, who has always been cold and lonely, killed ten thousand people, would one day kill someone and his hands would tremble.

A piece of cold snowflake fell on his fingertips on the bow, and began to melt silently, and finally turned into a drop of snow water, causing a slight trembling.

The cool temperature lingers on the fingertips, as if it spreads into the internal organs, and even the flowing blood is gradually getting cold.

For a moment,

His fingertips trembled violently, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his fingers, but he was stiff there again.

Mo Liyan slowly raised his bow and moved the black iron arrow on the string inch by inch, aiming at the position of the girl's heart on the city wall, and stopped.

The mysterious arrow wrapped in cold evil spirit seemed to condense blood and absolute murderous intent, pointing to the heart.

Millions of troops were watching this scene, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the young King Jin's movements.

Ranbai lowered his eyes lightly, and his slender eyelashes fell into pieces, covering the expression in his eyes. He looked at the black iron arrow from afar and smiled lightly.

Mo Liyan's vision was blurred for a moment, too far away, and he could not see the desolate expression of Bai's expression, but he could imagine the man's sarcasm and the cold wind penetrated his internal organs like a sharp blade in an instant, seizing his bloody heart at that moment.

"Swish--!" sound!

The sound of breaking through the air cut through the air, stirring up dust and snow in the world!

An unparalleled black iron arrow shot straight at the girl!

But the original trajectory that shot towards the heart was half an inch away!

Mo Liyan stared at the scene, as if he could hear his blood boiling and his heart accelerating. He had already got the answer in his heart and had a clear calculation, but his rationality was still uncontrollable.

He missed the shot.

This wouldn't be a fatal injury.

The arrow that was supposed to shoot towards the heart has now deviated from its original position.

Another "swish!" sound!

It seems like the sound of dust settled and everything ended.

The two arrows collided in mid-air, both of which were violently impacted. After trembling violently for several moments, they finally fell from the air to the ground!

Above the high-rise buildings in the city walls,

The young man in snow looked indifferent and had a stunning face, just like a noble young man in ink paintings, with a glorious temperament all over his body.

The stranger is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

And in his hand, he was holding a longbow.

An arrow shot out of his hand and was already out of the string.

Xie Jinshu's thin lips gently curled up a calm smile, and walked towards the city wall step by step like a lotus, as clean and transparent as the snow in the sky.

"King Jin is really cruel."

His voice was pleasant, and the broken jade knocked on the ice. He just looked at the cold and noble man from the city wall and laughed softly, laughing, ridiculous and without any warmth.

Mo Liyan sneered, peerless and independent, cold and sharp, and quickly pulled out the arrow on the string in an instant. A series of movements were solemn and indifferent, extremely smooth, without any pause!

That arrow,

Wrapped with the bitter sound of the wind, it penetrated the snow and shot Xie Jinshu directly through the air!

It is the position of Xie Jinshu's heart!

Yes,

crack shot,

He never missed it.

However, that arrow was blocked by the soldiers on the city wall with a hard shield.

Xie Jinshu didn't care at all, standing on the city wall with a fairy spirit, like snow and moon, clear and quiet.

Mo Liyan clenched his fingers tightly, and his knuckles turned white. He did not go to see Xie Jinshu again, but just looked at the beautiful girl in red.

Looking from afar,

I saw the figure straight and turned around without hesitation, disappearing from sight, and no trace could be captured.

His beating heart seemed to be torn apart with the girl's turn, and the biting pain hit his heart. With every beating and every breathing was like thin ice, the stinging pain could not be hidden.

He's right.

Ranbai won't die.

Someone will definitely stop it.

He used her life to make a chess game to calculate, and finally got such a result, but Kongmang didn't know if he wanted it.

It seemed like a true heart was so empty, and the cold wind was poured into it, tearing open the deep bloody mouth, and the coldness was bone-broken.

The heavy and depressing coldness occupied the heart and plundered the consciousness.

And when the girl turned mercilessly and walked into the city, the scene where the soldiers followed her behind pierced Mo Liyan's eyes.

It also silently confirmed his previous conjecture.

Ranbai was originally a Korean person, and even the soldiers obeyed him. All of this was nothing more than a situation targeting him with Ranbai's tacit approval or even manipulation.

All his intention to kill, all struggles, all trade-offs, and finally he calculated from all aspects only to save her life from it.

It all seemed like a joke.

A joke that she saw in her eyes and watched coldly.

I don't know if this scene will please her.

All ironic.

"withdraw."

Mo Li Yan forced himself to swallow the blood that almost overflowed into his throat, as if he had swallowed a sharp blade, which was pierced through it. He closed his eyes hard, abandoned all the sounds around him, and barely maintained his reason and issued a command.

Just one word,

But the moment I vomited it, it seemed like I had used up all my life's strength.

The young war god rode his horse, turned his back gently, facing the enemy's city and the wind and snow all over the sky. The lines of his back were stiff and straight, and his ink hair was blown away by the cold wind, and gradually disappeared away. The unreasonable bleakness and loneliness seemed to isolate another world.

No one saw it,

The cold and ruthless Prince Jin, who had always been high and cold, his eyes shattered in an instant, and his sad and miserable smile was silent.
Chapter completed!