"That's right, the power of the king is unique, and all you people have to do is absolute obedience."

With a calm and indifferent voice and a delicate face like the most expensive doll on the counter, who else could there be but the mysterious Ice King?

"It's you imp again!" The two people who were embarrassed and angry looked at Zichuan Bingyue angrily.

The little ghost smiled and said to Mo Lian, "Brother Mo Lian, what do you have to say to them, those who despise the royal power will all die!" ”

After saying the most lush, the sharp tone brought a huge oppression and killing intent. At the moment when he was still distracted, the sharp blade in Zichuan Bingyue's hand reached the abdomen of the two of them.

Out of focus eyes, I could only feel a black shadow slipping in front of my eyes, Mo Lian, who had never felt that Zichuan Bingyue was different from ordinary children, was still the first time to feel the meaning of the name 'Instant Kill'.

"Get out!"

Spit out such words mercilessly, no matter which country he goes, he dares not to shy away from the wayward prince who makes a big fuss, laughing unscrupulously.

Mo Lian watched the two flee helplessly, and then said to Zichuan Bingyue with a bit of pampering and helplessness, "Bingyue, you are not your home country, so it's better not to be too sharp." ”

"Sharp?" Zichuan Bingyue raised her eyebrows and retorted as if she disagreed, "I don't think of this place as free as my home country, and I will never do this in my home country." ”

Looking at such a proud face, Mo Lian really felt a little powerless, and he suddenly wanted to know how Dao Zichuan Qingcheng raised this younger brother.

"Curious?" With those black eyes that saw through everything wide, Zichuan Bingyue's words were filled with a smile.

"It's really curious, I'd like to know how Qingcheng raised you in that situation, and he was just a child at that time."

"So, my brother is really amazing. Do you know the way? Brother Moren. Zichuan Bingyue said to him in a brisk tone, "When I was young, I often complained to my brother about why we weren't twins. ”

Gently stroking Mo Lian's cheek, Zichuan Bingyue smiled and said, "I have always longed for the mysterious and unpredictable twins, whether it is the same appearance or wonderful telepathy. So everything is admirably beautiful. However, Brother Qingcheng just said one word to me, if we are twins, then I can't take better care of you. ”

"From that time on, I believed that my brother and I were the best, and I knew better than anyone how difficult it was for my brother to bring up an ignorant brother like me. But in other words, my brother has also made me the way I am now, and my brother has never restrained me. I've been unscrupulous for as long as I can remember. ”

"For example, when I was just remembering, Brother Qingcheng once said to me, Yue, as long as it is what you want, you just have to reach out and take it, or if you can't grab it, no matter what way you use, as long as you are satisfied."

Taking a deep breath, Zichuan Bingyue said softly, "So, from the very beginning, there have been no obstacles in my life, whether it is the convenience brought by my identity, or the maximum freedom that my brother has given me, no matter what point it is, I can live unrestrained in my own world." ”

Is it enough to be satisfied?

Mo Lian sighed in her heart that Zichuan Qingcheng is different, but it is this kind of education method that can create this sharp little prince.

"I'm really curious, maybe we're never in an equal position, so it's hard to understand. How could Brother Mo Lian like Brother Mo Han? Being treated so cruelly and not letting go, to be honest, it seems to me to be either paranoid or masochistic. "The same point-to-point way of speaking as Moussaren, the same ruthlessness.

It's also unacceptable, but he faces the gentle Mo Lian.

The gentleness of the young man's smile, or the delicate and unparalleled face, but revealing indescribable fatigue and nostalgia?

Zichuan Bingyue's eyes widened in disbelief, and after making sure that she was not mistaken, she heard Mo Lian's soft voice, "I don't know why I want to like Young Master Gong for Lu, obviously it's as cold as an ice cube." However, watching him and the Lord of Twilight since he was a child, watching the Lord of Twilight enjoy his rare gentleness as a matter of course, I was so intoxicated. ”

Shaking her head, Mo Lian continued with some emotion, "It's ridiculous, but I'm addicted to the tenderness that doesn't belong to me. ”

Indulge in tenderness that doesn't belong to you?

It is precisely because there is so little warmth that it is precious. That's why I thought of catching up and chasing the warmth that didn't belong to me.

It's like boasting about the father, but people themselves are the existence of the pursuit of happiness, so who can deny such a humble wish, and who is qualified to deny it?

Faced with such a heavy atmosphere, Zichuan Bingyue, who was trying to make it active in his own way, grabbed Mo Lian's sleeve and said, "Brother Mo Lian, did you learn that trick from Mu Saren just now?" Even the shot is the same as that guy. ”

"When I was in Moxi, Mousa did teach me a few tricks, because we are all good at poison, and even the silver needle was given to me by her."

didn't see the little ghost's understanding, but a look of disdain, Zichuan Bingyue said, "I am a half-ass, and I dare to teach others, this girl really dares." ”

"What are you talking about, little ghost?" It's okay to mock others secretly, but he was caught by that person, Zichuan Bingyue sighed in his heart that his luck was really bad enough.

"I'm saying you're a half-ass."

Since it has been heard by the other party, Zichuan Bingyue does not deny it, and generously says what he wants to say.

"You little ghost!"

Mu Saren, who has always been held in the palm of his hand, is always suppressed by this little ghost like this, and he is naturally angry.

On the contrary, it was her calmest attendant, Chicken Wing, who grabbed her, and the smile of Chicken Wing was gentle and decent, and he said softly to Moussaren, "Princess, don't be like a little ghost. ”

Raising his beautiful face, Chicken Wings smiled and replied to Zichuan Bingyue's provocation on behalf of his princess, "Su Wen, the young prince of the Ice Country behaves generously and decently, and he is a well-known prince of communication throughout the country. When I saw it today, he was just a hairy boy, and he was really famous. ”

Such a gentle tone with such sarcastic words is really a double whammy.

Even Zichuan Bingyue had to start looking at the person in front of him, his narrow eyes implied peach blossoms, but a faint smile revealed a thousand styles.

A little attendant is so good, Xiliang is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

Zichuan Bingyue sorted out his expression, regained his delicate puppet-like blandness, and said in a mocking tone, "It's really not enough to see that a squire is even more beautiful than your princess." ”

"I don't want to provoke you, I just want to say that your fists and embroidered legs can barely be seen among women, but for Brother Mo Lian, they are still a little fancy. My physique is similar to that of Brother Mo Lian, because of my weak body, so a quick battle is the best way. ”

"Easy to say, how about you show it?" As if intending to see the little imp come out of the woods, Musaren had a sly smile on her face, and she had been a rare active player since the troubles between Xiliang and the Turks.

"Show it? Why not? I'll let you see a little bit of the swordsmanship of our Zichuan family. ”

Out of nowhere, a long sword appeared, and Zichuan Bingyue handsomely held the hilt of the sword and waved it.

Everyone present had heard of the Ice Country's famous gorgeous swordsmanship, and the strength of the Ice Country's people who advocated force was not bad, not to mention showing them that this genius prince was still known as 'Instant Kill'.

It is rumored that the swordsmanship of the Zichuan family is very worthy of their Lang Man's name, gorgeous and elegant, just like the grandest waltz in the West, known as the waltz of the sword.

The sword sliced through the air, like the rapid low chirping of a bird as it broke through the air. His swordsmanship is gorgeous and atmospheric, not cumbersome, nor does it have the usual fancy in the sword spectrum, just like a phoenix combing Hua Yu.

But every move and every style hit the key point, Zichuan Bingyue's eyes were cold, and the sharp murderous aura seeped into everyone's body from his sword moves.

With a beautiful smile, he said to them in a high-spirited but ruthless voice, "Actually, these are just fancy disguises, which my brother once taught me. He took a deep breath, the smile in his eyes faded, and his words were full of coldness.

"The sword has no tricks, only the purpose is to kill."

Is there no move but a purpose?

Mo Lian suddenly felt a chill down his spine, although he couldn't see Zichuan Bingyue's swordsmanship, but the little ghost's cold killing intent was conveyed to him exactly as it was.

Is this the way of education of the country that advocates force, and even such a young child has been deeply affected.

"Knowing what are you doing, can't you win me?"

With a slight sense of provocation, he looked at Mu Saren with mockery, and the face of Zichuan Bingyue himself like a puppet was really weird.

"Remember, when you wield your weapon, be prepared to be killed."

Before you kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed......

Moussa has never been more feared than now, and the imp who has experienced the baptism of war is very different from the one who has always lived under protection. Even though she had already made up her mind, she still felt a little difficult to accept when she really felt such pressure.

"Xiliang and Mo Xi will have a battle, don't be too lax, you rotten nobles who have been confused by a quiet life."

It was still the same mocking tone without kindness, but Mousa Ren really felt the 'Zichuan Bingyue-style care'.

Although it is always very uncomfortable, it is a very considerate and awkward childlike expression.

"Anyway, Xie Lu thanked you this time." With a bright smile on his face, Moussa Ren expressed his feelings heartily and crisply.

"That's disgusting......"

Zichuan Bingyue pursed her lips disdainfully, but if you look closely, you will find that a trace of crimson floated over the white face of this wayward little ghost.

Clasped Mo Lian's wrist, the child's voice was crisp, "Brother Mo Lian, just feel my gesture carefully." ”

Wholeheartedly devoting yourself to practice can indeed make people forget a lot of things, Mo Lian sighed in her heart, how can such a child withstand such high-intensity training.

When I was confused, I heard the clear voice of the little ghost, "It's very hard, in fact, I hate it too." Although Brother Qingcheng doted on me very much, he never showed favoritism only in martial arts. It's really stereotypical. ”

"I didn't understand it before, because I thought my brother was too difficult for me. However, now that I want to come to my brother, there is always a reason for him to do this, after all, my country is the ice country that advocates force. ”

The little hand gently held Mo Lian's hand, and Zichuan Bingyue said softly, "Brother Mo Lian, my brother once said a word to me, it is the only motivation to support me through the hard cultivation, and now I will give you this proverb." ”

"If you're not brave, no one will be strong for you."