Just those four words.

It came out of the torture room, and the sound was heard and clear to the bone.

Ranbai paused for a long time before he lowered his long eyelashes slightly. The pair of peach blossom eyes were dark and strange, and it was an abyss that could not be seen through.

The princess pressed her hands on the delicate dark patterned soft whip with one hand intentionally or unintentionally. She even suspected that she had heard it wrong, but the facts were so ridiculous, so ridiculous that Ranbai felt that everything was so ironic.

She turned around expressionlessly, her cold eyes locked in the torture room, and walked over step by step, neither fast nor slow, and her long boots stepped on the ground, as if they were stepping on the tip of a person's heart.

The half-covered and blood-stained door was suddenly kicked open by someone! It made a "bang!" and hit the ground.

Huang Liang, who was still interrogating, was startled, his face suddenly became gloomy, he looked at the door with a bad expression, and shouted arrogantly: "Who?! I didn't see me being interrogated--"

Before he could finish his words, he immediately stuck in his throat and widened his eyes when he saw the visitor.

The girl general stood there, her blood-red clothes drooping in a sharp curve. She seemed to be in the shadow, covering all her expressions, and only felt that her temperament made people feel cold from the bottom of her heart.

Huang Liang was so scared that his face was pale. The torture instrument in his hand fell to the ground instantly, trembling and stumbled: "General, General."

Ranbai walked in step by step on the door she kicked, and walked in. Her cold and dangerous eyes first fell on the torture instrument that fell on the ground. It was a long whip full of barbed blood, stained with fresh red blood. She stared for two seconds, then looked away, and did not look at Huang Liang, but slowly looked at the figure on the torture rack.

The smell of blood in the air is strong and pungent, and the depression of death spreads in the air.

And she was looking at him.

It was a very calm and cool look, as if Mo Liyan was no different from a stranger in her eyes, and was as silent as a cold pool, as if he was looking at a cold corpse and looked up and down for a long time.

That look is uncomfortable.

The man on the rack,

Both hands were pinched, their bodies were slender and lonely, and their black clothes were stained with blood. The pipa bones on both sides were penetrated by chains, and the shocking red blood surged out, and the pain of the bones penetrated.

In fact, he could no longer see that there was no injury on his body. He was dripping blood and penetrated his skin, and his eyes were full of blood.

The face was too pale, as if all the blood was drained away, almost sickly fragile. The eyes were covered with snow-white silk forgings, covering the eyes, and the thin lips were winding blood.

It is not difficult to see how much torture he has suffered.

Ranbai looked down at him, with no touch in his eyes, and his scrutiny was indifferent, reflecting King Jin's appearance covered in blood and scars.

"Lingbai." The atmosphere was a long and dead silence. No one spoke. Mo Liyan's fingertips trembled slightly. In the heavy smell of blood, he could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of roses. Although he couldn't see it, he spoke, his voice was very icy and silence: "Is it you?"

Although he was asking, his tone was confirmed.

Huang Liang always felt something was wrong, so he quickly wanted to explain to Ran Bai, but seeing that the girl general's expression remained unchanged, he seemed to be not caring at all.

Ranbai glanced at Mo Liyan coldly, but did not answer anything, but patrolled around and finally landed on the dark red chair that was not very clean and frowned slightly.

"Car a chair, it's clean." Ranbai didn't bother with Huang Liang at all, and did not ask Mo Liyan why this happened. Instead, he ordered in a very plain and casual tone.

Huang Liangru received a general amnesty and felt relieved, "Okay!"

Huang Liang was very fast in his work, but in a short while, a clean and luxurious fine chair appeared in the torture room. Huang Liang respectfully placed beside him. At first glance, it was incompatible with the blood stains around him, the shade, the coldness and coldness were all incompatible, very eye-catching and abrupt.

"Go out." Ranbai was satisfied this time, and sat lazily on the chair, raising his hands casually.

Huang Liang nodded quickly, and after hesitation, he opened his mouth, but when he saw that the girl general had no intention of listening to him, he could only give up the explanation and retreat directly.

In the dark punishment room,

Only Ranbai and Mo Liyan.

The light was very dark, and the girl general's expression was clearly extinguished. She sat on the chair like that, with her fair fingers on her beautiful forehead, her eyes were very light and cold. She looked at the person on the chasm in front of her casually, and said nothing in the long silence of death.

This scene is so ridiculous and ridiculous.

It satirized everything in their past and paled all the past.

First time meeting,

She is an assassin who failed to assassinate and was on the verge of death and was locked in a dungeon.

And he is the noble and cold King Jin.

And now,

She became the eldest princess of South Korea and the girl general who held great military power.

But he appeared before her in this way.

a long time,

Ranbai stood up slowly and walked slowly to the locked man. After looking at it for two seconds, she lazily lowered her long eyelashes. She casually stretched out her hand and flirted with the iron chain that penetrated King Jin's pipa bones. As her fingertips squeeze and tug, blood gushed and cracked, and the bones were seen to be thick and intertwined with blood.

She could feel the person on the stern rack trembled slightly under severe pain, and then became stiff and cold again. She did not overflow her lips and teeth, and was swallowed by Mo Liyan mixed with blood pouring into her throat.

Mo Liyan seemed to chuckled when he heard Ranbai.

Is it because of pleasure?

Ranbai asked calmly: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Liyan pressed his tongue against his upper palate for a while, and then asked her quietly: "Are you relieved?"

"What am I going to relieve my anger?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Mo Liyan meant, but he was not interested in asking. Instead, he was swaying the chains that ran through the pipa bones, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

But seeing that Mo Liyan did not react at all, cold sweat blew into the blood, and even though he suffered huge pain, he still did not say anything. Although he was embarrassed and lonely, the coldness and arrogance in his bones could not be wiped out.

Ranbai stopped his movements, turned back, and sat on the clean chair.

"His Royal Highness Jin... is really a rare guest."

She didn't raise her eyes, nor did she look at Mo Liyan. She just tried her fingers with a snow-white brocade plaster, and wiped the blood invaded by her fingertips bit by bit before she could stop.

While rubbing, he asked Mo Liyan casually.

"What are you here to do?"

Mo Liyan closed his eyes and did not speak.

Because I was worried about her.

Because I want to see her.

That's all.

This reason is ridiculous.

It was so ridiculous that he was humiliating himself and he wouldn't say it.
Chapter completed!