The two walked out of the study and met many patrol soldiers along the way, and they stopped to say hello to Ranbai.

"General."

"General."

The light today is slightly stronger, and it becomes stronger by the afternoon. It is vast and dazzling, and the light white halo lights around the world, but there are always dark corners that cannot be exposed to and desolate that cannot be warm.

Mo Liyan didn't expect that the light was so strong that even if he covered the white silk, he could feel some tingling pain spreading in his eyes, which was not comfortable.

But he finally fought for three days, and now it is rare to go out with the girl. He... doesn't want to give up, nor does he want to go back.

This feeling of walking side by side can be addictive.

Unexpectedly, the girl general suddenly paused when he was halfway through.

Ranbai looked sideways, looked up and down at Mo Liyan, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, his eyes were hazy and mist, and his eyes were faintly sparse and cold.

"My mind if I look at your eyes?"

The girl's voice was clear and lazy, with a seemingly slight smile.

It is rare to be without hostility, but unfortunately, such a premise always exists when she has a purpose.

Mo Liyan's body stopped.

Can't refuse.

He thought that it would not hurt too much if he just looked at it. Moreover, such requests and proximity should never be the next time after these three days.

So he said, "Don't mind."

Ranbai nodded, leaned over and raised his hand in this position. The cold white slender fingers easily hooked the white silk with his eyes.

The shallow fragrance of roses lingers, and is close to you.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if he could jump out. Mo Liyan forgot to react and didn't know how to react. He just stopped moving and let Ranbai do whatever he wanted.

Ranbai used force to completely pull off the snow-white silk satin covering his eyes, revealing a pair of very beautiful and sharp eyes. The long crow-green eyelashes drooped down, which were a pair of phoenix eyes.

A little upward adjustment will give people a sense of cold oppression, and at this moment it seems very empty and deserted, without any breathtaking colors, just like the purest and coolest black in the deep and quiet night sky.

The halo of sunlight lingers in his pupils, and the light will leave an indistinguishable color, but it is instantly annihilated by the darkness in his eyes.

Ranbai stared at the eyes, holding the snow-colored white silk in his hand, and did not move for a long time.

King Jin is young and tall, and a beautiful shadow cast on the ground, with a cold and elegant temperament.

Mo Liyan didn't like to let Ran Bai see her appearance, and he hated it, but he had no choice but to refuse her request, so he could only stand there in silence without saying goodbye and let the girl stare at her.

The moment the white silk was pulled open, all the pale and burning light broke into the eyes, and it shone in unscrupulously with the temperature, as if countless sharp and thin needles were pouring down, and it hurts very much.

The eyes are about to be destroyed.

But Mo Liyan didn't look moved, and looked as if nothing had happened.

Ranbai has been watching for a long time.

Finally, it was confirmed that Mo Liyan's eyes were not good or were blind.

How dare you come to find her in such a situation?

I'm really not afraid of death.

She was not afraid of being plotted against her.

"Okay." Ranbai returned the snow-colored silk satin held in his hand to Mo Liyan, but did not notice anything abnormal on King Jin, and then took two steps back and opened a certain distance.

Such distantness was unexpectedly unsuccessful, even though he was disappointed, he did not show it. He just blinked his unbearable stinging eyes very hard, and then calmly covered the white silk again.

Yicheng,

The hawkers' hawking sounds and children's playful sounds are intertwined, and the nursery rhymes are heard, and the wind chimes are shaking crisply.

Although it is early spring, it has already shown a vibrant scenery.

"I'm going to see the sea of ​​flowers!"

"I know, that's pretty."

"I've been there before, remember the road, and now I'll take you there."

The chirping sounds one after another, three or four children wearing numb clothes, and seven-year-olds flexibly shuttled through the streets.

Ranbai was turning aimlessly with Mo Liyan, and suddenly someone pulled her sleeve off, and she looked over.

"Can you buy... Rose Crisp? I want to eat it." After thinking about it, Mo Liyan added in a low voice: "This time it's true."

"Buy it and throw it away?" Ranbai stretched his sleeves indifferently and said sarcastically. There was no fluctuation in the general's eyes, and even no disgust. It was just that calm and strange.

Mo Liyan blinked his eyes lightly, pursed his thin lips slightly, and explained, "It's not a play." He was afraid that Ran Bai would be angry, so he said, "Then I won't buy it."

Ranbai nodded lightly. She had no intention of buying it. As she walked, she arrived at the largest weapon store in Yizhou City. She thought of her order a few days ago, and did not let Mo Liyan follow her and went in alone.

Ranbai is not here,

The young King Jin stood alone in a shadow outside, standing tall, with thick ice and black clothes, silver and white cloud patterns, three thousand ink hairs were like waterfalls, tied with just a ribbon, and intertwined with a piece of white silk hanging down.

It looks very good, but the temperament is not close to people. It is a deep and cold indifference, lingering in the cold air, which only makes people feel unattainable and subconsciously want to look up.

Several children walked through the streets and alleys and ran forward like joy. They were not careful and almost hit someone.

And Mo Liyan felt that at that moment, he avoided the side and was indifferent to the surroundings.

"I'm sorry!" The boy apologized with a crisp sound. He raised his head, his eyes widened, and he stammered and said, "God, my fairy brother?"

By the time Ranbai came out of the weaponry, many worlds had passed.

She looked out and did not find Mo Liyan's figure, but she withdrew her gaze without any slightest glance. She had no intention of looking for it, nor did she care where Mo Liyan had gone. She was about to go back, but who knew that a little boy was blocking him.

He looked at Ranbai shyly, and stuttered with a red face, "Sister, sister, there is a fairy brother who asked me to take you there. That place is so beautiful, yes..."

The boy just wanted to say it, but remembered what the fairy brother told him, so he stuck out his tongue, "Anyway, you will know when you go over, sister, beautiful!"

"Brother God?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows, and the man's handsome face flashed in his mind. It was not an exaggeration to the gods. She chuckled, but unfortunately there was no warmth in her smile: "Are you wearing black clothes and white silk covered with eyes?"

The little boy nodded vigorously, "It's the fairy brother!"

Ranbai asked: "Where is it?"
Chapter completed!