The First Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-One Chapters, His Royal Highness Prince, Spoil the Heaven (17)

The young man smiled, his overly delicate face was as cool and luxurious as an ink painting under the bright golden sunlight, very much like a beautiful young man who came out of a cartoon against the light and shadow.

A smile, a love.

He said, "As long as you like it."

"boom!"

Hearing a loud bang, the unopened window was kicked open with a bang, and a few masked men in black, holding bright swords in their hands, simply turned over and entered!

The young man leaning there leisurely, his expression was nonchalant, and he even took a sip of the tea cup with his slender and beautiful hands.

It seemed that this urgent and murderous atmosphere did not affect him in the slightest.

finally,

coming.

The purpose of these dead men is very clear, there is only one goal, that is Jing Yun, and they all come straight to Jing Yun.

In this regard, Shangguan Yuxuan and Su Lie both took out their swords to defend against the enemy.

One of the dead men's sword pointed straight to the young man, and the cold and sharp silver light was chilling.

Jing Yun got up, his overly delicate face was indifferent and cold, and he dealt with one person with his backhand.

The young man stood there, standing sideways, as noble as this, slender and straight like a green bamboo,

Wearing a white brocade robe, his expression is lazy and cool. His slender and beautiful fingers casually flicked the white sleeves embroidered with intricate and delicate patterns of pale gold, and the long black eyelashes draped in a beautiful arc. The golden sunlight fell on the handsome figure of the young man, as if it was coated with a layer of pale golden light.

It's like a beautiful boy walking out of the comics against the light and shadow, and like a demon walking slowly in Western stories.

With the demeanor of a young man, he is full of all the splendor of the world.

Jing Yun raised his eyes lightly, his obsidian-like eyes, with a little smile, looked at the girl over there, with thin and rose lips, he pulled out a thin, cool and luxurious smile, with red lips and white teeth, the word line he spat out. Dyed with a soft laziness, "Bai Bai, can you come over?"

The girl was dressed in red as fire, her pale eyes fell on the noble and noble youth, and her voice was also very light, very soft, "As long as you are good, I will pass."

Dianbai tilted his head, the blue silk and ink hair was scattered behind his shoulders, the ink hair was red, and the beauty was alluring.

She got up, walked slowly, step by step, and walked to the side of the boy, with a soft smile on her delicate eyebrows.

Jing Yun held a cold silver sword in one hand, and placed his fair and beautiful fingers on the hilt of the dark and complicated pattern, which looked extremely beautiful.

He dealt with several close dead soldiers in a row, until the girl walked slowly to her side.

"Baibai..." Jing Yun whispered, his face was sharp and angular, and his magnetic voice was dyed with a gentle smile, "Wait until I finish it."

"Hurry up,

Waiting for you. "Danbai smiled, even the bottom of his eyes was full of smiles.

The three-point smile is perfect.

"Okay." There was a noble smile on Jing Yun's rose-colored lips, and his eyes fell on the remaining dead men with a cold and unwavering gaze. Those dark eyes were cold and chilling at this moment, and a dark night streamer flashed for a moment. Passed away, sharp-edged, exuding a dark and dangerous atmosphere.

One quarter of an hour.

all dead,

All killed.

During this time,

There were also dead men, who set their sights on the innocent-looking girl leaning against the window.

I want to take this hostage and threaten others.

only,

The girl was protected by the youth intact, and in the end either died under the sword of the youth, or...

Looking at the girl who smiled softly and beautifully, gentle and harmless, without blinking her eyes, her movements were neat and neat, and she had a different kind of beauty, smiling and sealing the approaching dead man with a sword.

Body, not stained with fine dust.

Dressed in red, she is unparalleled in the world.