Chen Ziyun finally understood at this moment that the young man had never fought back, it turned out that he had been waiting, waiting for one to reach, waiting for him to reveal his flaws. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sharp sword was wrapped in a cold cold light and struck at him,

How many secrets does this teenager have, and how many surprises will he bring.

The beautiful face became clearer and clearer.

Old Prince Lin stood up suddenly, a little impatient.

But everything in front of him changed dramatically in the next moment, and the pure white body flew out like a cloud.

It was not Chen Ziyun who flew out, but the young man in white.

This is an outcome that is beyond anyone's expectations.

Old Lord Lin frowned slightly, watching the young man's body fly backwards for a few feet before landing on the ground.

The breeze blew his shirt, but the boy under the shirt never reacted.

Chen Ziyun withdrew his hand and looked at the weak figure in disbelief, a touch of red on his white jade cheeks was shocking.

How is it possible, it can't be.

"Go and capture him alive."

The originally quiet air was broken by an order from Old Prince Lin.

The young man's white fingers moved slightly, and he forced himself to do it, and a cold feeling was felt on his neck.

It turned out that two sharp swords were staggered around his neck, and the young man raised his head, his hair scattered, but it looked extremely pitiful.

He looked at Chen Ziyun calmly, his dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the world lightly, and he still had a rude smile, as if he was injured, and the defeat was just a little joke between the white horses.

The blood on Chen Ziyun's face disappeared, and his body was unstable and fell backwards, but fortunately someone helped him not to really fall.

His lips slowly turned purple, and the boy watched his subtle changes, at the undisguised anger in his eyes.

No one knows what happened.

Just as the two of them were fighting, the young man's long sword suddenly withdrew, and he caught Chen Ziyun's palm with his body, but at that moment, an extremely thin silver needle flew out.

Inserted into Chen Ziyun's body, the silver needle had already been coated with poison.

But Chen Ziyun didn't understand why this young man could have killed him, but he stopped it.

The young man looked at the person who had been calmly pointing out the overall situation, and walked towards him step by step, his eyes were still only calm and calm.

Old Prince Lin stopped and looked at the young man and slowly spoke, "Now you are a fish on the board, and you still lost in the end, child." ”

The young man's eyes were half-closed, a slight sweat oozed from his forehead, and he didn't look at the old prince of Shanglin, nor did he have a word-for-word conversation with him.

There are two figures lying in the jungle, they are all the subordinates of the young man, in fact, in addition to the two of them, there are many people hiding around, it seems that the old prince Lin asked people to surround the entire Zixu Mountain, it is better to say that the young man's subordinates surrounded the old prince Lin layer by layer.

As soon as the boy gave the order, they would immediately rush out and kill all obstacles for him.

It's just that the boy had given them a death order, and no one could act without the boy's permission, so he could only watch his master be seriously injured but couldn't help.

Just as they were anxious, a figure in the air passed over them.

The sword around the young man's neck was picked open, and he looked up at the figure of the woman standing with his back to him, and a smile melted into his lips.

Old Prince Lin looked at the light blue figure in front of him unhappily, "Zijin, what are you going to do." ”

The person who came was Zijin, and the long sword in her hand pointed directly at Old Prince Lin, and her expression was cold and looked at Old Lord Lin's solemn face.

"Zijin specially sent a map of the country and asked my grandfather to give this person to me."

Old Prince Lin snorted lightly, he didn't expect Zijin to send Tianyu's picture of the country to a man, and it was the first time in the past few years that he had told him what he wanted in person.

"Zijin, you made a mistake this time."

It's a mistake, for so many years, she has been talking about cooperation with Old Prince Lin with this picture of the country in her hand, and she has gained absolute freedom in the palace, but this time she made a reckless move for this young man, but she gave it all up.

"I still hope that grandpa will be fulfilled, I just want him."

Between the words, Zijin had already turned around, picked up the young man from the ground, and grabbed his thin waist with one hand, still as weak and slender as before.

Zijin lightly touched the ground and flew into the distance, the light blue and pure white blended with each other, blending into the boundless night.

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and the smell of agarwood filled the room, and the shadows cast on the walls slowly swayed with the dim candle flame.

The door was pushed open, and a light blue figure appeared in front of me.

Zijin looked at the young man lying flat on the bed, and met his gaze, she slowly spoke, "Three days have come, are you willing to stay by my side?" ”

The young man on the bed looked at Zijin calmly, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips as if smiling, "Can I refuse?" ”

It was still as gentle as a spring breeze, wafting out of his mouth, but with a bit of mockery.

Zijin looked at him and smiled, a very helpless but smug smile, "Naturally not." ”

The young man looked at Zijin with deep meaning, closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them, still gentle as water, "Therefore, I don't plan to resist when I leave, and my body doesn't allow it." ”

Zijin nodded, Xu is Rongli has been wandering outside for a long time, he knows how to figure out people's hearts, and he can easily understand the minds of others, so except for his cold tone when they met for the first time, he has been gentle and elegant to Zijin these days, and his smile is as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Very well, it's best if you think like that." Zijin smiled with satisfaction, and she didn't know when she had the idea of wanting to protect him.

Allow to leave, leave calmly, each with its own world. This time, Zijin didn't want to lose him again, this appearance was docile and soft, but in fact, he was resolute and resolute, and his perseverance made people feel distressed.

Three days and three days, the time is always long and short, and the boredom of Lai Ma Zijin has developed a vicious that is not too good, that is, sleeping.

For twelve hours a day, Zijin spent most of the day in the bed, and even many times after lunch, she climbed onto the bed and slept until the next day.

People say that spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking, but in the late spring and early summer, Zijin became sleepy. Therefore, Tinglan also specially asked the medical officer to diagnose Zijin's pulse, but those medical officers prescribed one prescription after another, but there was no sign of improvement, and Zijin gave up.

The birds flapped their wings and flew up the branches, combing their beautiful feathers with their beaks.

With his white sleeves hanging down and his clothes dragging on the ground, he walked slowly through the courtyard from the west wing to Zijin's bedroom, where he stood in front of the door, holding a red lacquer plate in his hand, in which were all kinds of delicate pastries.

Bai Yu's slender hand was on the door, and unexpectedly, the door was not locked, but was opened with a light push.

He seemed to deliberately put his steps very lightly when he withdrew his hand, and when he entered the room, he turned around and closed the door with his backhand, his eyes quickly skimmed over every corner of the room, and a gentle smile spread in his eyes.

He placed the red lacquer plate gently on the desk, as if he was worried about when he accidentally made a noise and disturbed the sleeping people in the tent.