Chapter 2957: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Ninety-Eighth)

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Wei Pingsheng's reaction was a little out of control. His expression changed slightly. He looked at the figure on the city wall in disbelief, and then suddenly looked at Mo Liyan, "This person..."

Seeing Wei Pingsheng's abnormal reaction, Mo Liyan didn't say anything, just lifted his eyes and glanced at the city wall impatiently.

Just one look,

So much so that his next line of sight completely stopped.

The familiar color that was almost engraved in his bones slammed into his eyes without warning, and broke in suddenly.

It's Lingbai!

Mo Liyan almost suddenly pressed the saber on his waist, his fingertips glowing white because of the force, and a little blue against the background of the snow.

"I heard that King Jin and this girl have a close relationship?!" Xiao Yingmo kept his eyes on the figure outside the city wall and shouted loudly.

outside the city walls,

The other warriors didn't know why, and they were a little dazed. They couldn't figure out what this scene meant. They just looked at the god of war that they believed in, and obeyed.

But Mo Liyan's eyes were fixed on the girl above the high wall.

It's too far away,

He couldn't see the stained white expression.

But it is her!

She is not in the capital, why is she here?

Xiao Yingmo coughed a little with a grim expression, and with a swipe, he pulled out the sword and placed it on the girl's neck!

With a sneer, he made a threat, and shouted loudly: "It doesn't matter if King Jin doesn't admit it, Japan will know an answer today."

"If King Jin doesn't want her to die, then surrender immediately and give up attacking Daehan!"

Ranbai supported the city fence with one hand, looking down at the scene under the city wall calmly, not paying any attention to the sword resting on his neck.

The cold wind was blowing, carrying white snow like sand in the sky.

She thought about it,

What was Xie Jinshu doing?

What is the benefit of doing so.

It is impossible to think ridiculously that Mo Liyan will drop, so what is the point of interest in this plan?

At once,

baffling.

But when the favor is returned, she doesn't care.

Xiao Yingmo's words were sonorous and powerful, falling on his ears, each word was wrapped in a stern force and the sound of hunting wind penetrated his eardrums, Mo Liyan forced himself to calm down,

He didn't look, his eyes were unpredictable, staring at the scene, sarcastically: "Is this how Daehan fights?"

"King Jin just needs to say, surrender! Or not!" Xiao Yingmo held his sword forcefully, "If King Jin disagrees today, it will be the day when a generation of beauty is ruined!"

Xiao Yingmo didn't know what to do, so he could only say ruthlessly: "Xianxiaoyu loss, I don't know whether King Jin is willing to give up? I would have to see today how ruthless this God of War of Chu is!"

Mo Liyan didn't speak or answer.

It's just that one person stands in the endless tuyere, letting the wind and snow sweep the sky and cover the earth.

But Mo Liyan's silence was definitely not a good thing for the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him.

Wei Pingsheng pursed his lips, unable to bear to look directly.

for whatever reason,

It is impossible for Mo Liyan to drop.

This is an answer that does not require choice and judgment. It was even clearly placed in front of him, and he didn't need the slightest hesitation.

Mo Li Yan is like falling,

waiting for him,

There is only one result -

die.

There were countless people in the capital who wanted to kill him, and one by one could not wait for Mo Liyan to make some decision-making mistakes that would bring him to his death.

so,

anyway,

Even if the person pointed by the sword on this city wall is really Mo Liyan's love, it is impossible to descend!

at this point,

Wei Pingsheng firmly believed that Mo Liyan knew better than anyone else, so when King Jin was silent for the first time, he was the most stunned.

Wei Pingsheng asked tentatively, "Sir?"

Mo Liyan didn't say a word and didn't move.

With the scheming and means of this person, how could it fall into the hands of the Koreans and use it?

Why is she here?

Where is Xie Jinshu?

What is her relationship with Xie Jinshu?

Countless unanswered questions were woven into a dense net, which turned into countless sharpest needles and plunged into the position of the heart, leaving deep and silent blood openings. The suffocation came inch by inch.

This is the life of Mo Liyan,

Rarely chaotic brief time.

The funny thing is,

He is a self-professed person who is cold-hearted and not involved in love, and will never repeat the same mistakes. One day, he will fall into a blank chaos because of such a ridiculous situation that does not require a choice.

one on the city wall,

One is under the city walls.

A red robe is like a blood sword running across the neck,

A dark-clothed armor is ruthless and ruthless.

across the air,

far away,

No one can see who's expression.

Reason tells Mo Liyan,

This man can't stay,

must kill.

Died in the hands of Xiao Yingmo, but also to solve the root cause of the disaster for him.

There is another kind of reason that tells Mo Liyan,

The situation cannot be as seen before, this person can never be controlled by others.

The cold wind is blowing, and the dust and snow are flying.

I don't know whose heart has been lost.

A dignified silent silence spread in the air like death.

Tens of thousands of troops have not been ordered to stand still.

The scene was stalemate.

Mo Liyan's eyes reflected the world, the snow, and the white figure.

It seems to reflect the bloody picture that is engraved in the bones.

The blood flowed into a river when the Lin family was slashed, splashing into Chujing!

The look of madness and despair, the resolute look of a woman who is tragic and resolute when she commits suicide!

It was also the same winter night when the sky was snowing endlessly, and the young man in the fault pavilion knelt on the ground silently, his black clothes were stained with blood, and his tendons and tendons were brutally ripped off.

A whole world woven by blood and bloody vendettas.

Four hundred and twenty-one lives.

He only understood his intentions not long ago, and he couldn't even face it, but he faced such a situation a month later.

God seemed to have played a big joke on him.

Pale and satirized all the blood feuds buried in the bottom of my heart.

At that moment, he completely sank into the abyss.

In the eternal silence,

Only the sound of hunting wind resounded in my ears, as if it was pouring into the sky!

Outside the city wall, where thousands of troops are pressing down, countless soldiers are looking at the god in the front who is regarded as a belief.

A dead silence spread like air, a silence never seen before.

It was as if there was no sound in the world anymore.

"King Jin, have you made your choice yet?!" In response to this cold and heavy silence without warning, Xiao Yingmo suppressed the doubts in his heart and shouted loudly: "What is it that chooses thousands of people behind you who treat you like a god of war? Warrior, it's still her!"

Since ancient times,

The beauty of the country is in a dilemma.

It is rare in the world to have both completeness of the law, and it can live up to the Tathagata and live up to the minister.

Mo Liyan's expression is indifferent and chilling, his armor is cold, and he is unparalleled in elegance. Those deep phoenix eyes are like the most severe and ruthless abyss, and they don't contain half the temperature. He stands in front of the army and under the city wall, like a god.