One turned over and got out of bed, Nalan Bing glanced at the situation in front of him, and his eyes full of storms were about to explode: "What about the shoes?" ”

The coming of that oppressive storm is terrifying.

Zhang Yan slowly handed over Mu Bai's shoes to her.

Nalan Bing clenched his teeth. The crisp grinding of teeth was clear in the silence. An emotion that is not like sadness, but more like sadness, spreads silently. It's painful to not be able to breathe.

Seeing Nalan Bing's expressionless face and taking Mu Bai's shoes without any reaction, Zhang Yan couldn't help gritting his teeth and turned his head. She doesn't cry or make trouble like this, but her eyes are blood-red, but it is more uncomfortable than crying.

Clutching her shoes tightly, Liuyue slowly turned her head to look out the window.

The sky was so blue, and the white clouds rolled and chased on it. The slightest wind blew gently.

However, why is the heart so cold, so painful, cold and painful to suffocate.

Zhang Yan saw that Nalan Bing's whole body was trembling, but he didn't cry, he couldn't help but take a step forward, grabbed her shoulder and said, "If you want to cry, cry out, don't bear it." ”

There is no greater mourning than death, and the pain is so painful that it has no tears. If you can cry at this time, it may be a good thing.

The eyes that looked out of the room did not retract, but the cold corners of his mouth outlined a lip color that looked like a smile but not like a smile.

"Master, don't do that." Wen Tian looked at her like this from the side, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

It was so uncomfortable, looking at him with such a look, it made him feel distressed and almost wanted to suffer this cone on her behalf.

Don't do this, don't do that?

A cold smile was hidden in the corner of his eyes: "Your Majesty, good, good, poof......"

Cold words floated through the room, and Nalan suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing red on the mud.

"Bing'er ......"

"Miss......"

"The host ......"

Zhang Yan and the other three shouted at the same time, how sad they must be before they vomit blood with grief and anger.

Coldly pushing Zhang Yan away, Nalan Bing's eyes were blood-red, and the red color in them turned slightly, but not a drop dropped. The people who watched it were almost heartbroken.

"I only cry in front of Mu Bai." There is no emotion in the cold words.

Taking a deep breath, deeply suppressing the blood-red eyes and the emotion that was about to go crazy or collapse, suddenly restrained, Nalan Bing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said coldly: "Wentian." ”

"Yes." Wen Tian immediately stepped forward and bowed.

"You take someone to continue looking for it under the cliff, what news will come back immediately?" If you are cold, you don't wait for a trace of emotion, and you are almost not like a person when you are calm.

Zhang Yan and the others frowned when they heard this, seeing that they didn't cry and make a fuss, and their emotions didn't collapse and go crazy, but they seemed to have made up their minds for a moment, and Nalan Bing, who was calm and amazing, felt more and more bad in their hearts.

"If you find anything that belongs to him, bring it back! If there is no discovery after half a month, a cemetery will be built for him and a mound of clothes! But the coffin is not allowed, and the coffin is not allowed to be covered! ”

"Bing'er ......"

"Miss......"

Zhang Yan and the others were shocked when they heard Nalan Bing's words.

What does that mean? Don't cover the coffin, wait for her, this is to be buried together, what is Bing'er going to do.

"Did you hear that?" The icy roar is full of real iron-blooded ruthlessness. The Nalan Bing in front of them now is something they have never seen before, a kind of desperate love that spreads out of their bones.

"Yes." Wen Tian glanced at Nalan Bing deeply and responded. At this time, it is already superfluous.

"Bing'er, you can't ......"

"Seek death." Nalan Bing interrupted Zhang Yan's words with a cold snort: "I want to die, I haven't avenged Mu Bai's revenge yet, so I just died, wouldn't it be cheaper for the emperor."

All of his Zhuge Feng lineage, I will not let go of any of them, the people who want to kill me are waiting for me to enter the palace in peace, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world. "The absolute anger and murder that emanates from the bone marrow envelops the entire house, and it is a kind of jade that is either you dead or I am alive.

With a wave of his hand and retreating from the next day, Nalan Bing turned his head and looked at Zhang Yan coldly: "From now on, my enemy is your emperor, your son of heaven, on my side, or on his side?"

Standing on my side, I will fight with him Zhuge Feng endlessly, stand on his side, I will cut off your robe and break my righteousness with you today, and fight again for life and death. The bloody dagger pointed coldly at Zhang Yan, Nalan Bing's determination was already impossible to shake anything.

Zhang Yan looked at Nalan Bing. He knew that this time she was really angry.

The kind of heart that burns with the emperor's jade has been revealed. Since then, in her shijie, she is either friend or foe.

Sighing softly, Zhang Yan reached out and held Nalan Bing's knife: "Go for it, no matter what you want to do, I will accompany you and support you." ”

He looked at the calm and ruthless Nalan Bing, and a heart-rending pain was spreading.

Because he knew that from now on, Nalan Bing, who would occasionally tease him and laugh at him, exuding happiness all over his body, was afraid that he would never see him again.

The emperor, the supreme existence who has the power of life and death, but because he fell in love with someone's wife, he designed to kill people, this kind of behavior of disposing of others at will made him completely chilled, what he can do now is to do his best to help Bing'er.

"That's good." Just let go of the dagger in your hand.

Mu Bai, wait, when I avenge you, I will go to you. If you say you will always be together, you will always be together. No one can separate us.

With a wave of his robe, Nalan said coldly to Qingzhou: "Let's go, go to Silan Palace." With that, he turned and walked out.

The sky is as blue as blue, but it can't hide this cold feeling.

Nalan Bing's white clothes were like blood at this time, which made people's eyes red.

Zhang Yan stood outside the thatched hut, watching the ruthless Liuyue disappear into the sun. Walk so firmly, go so resolutely. The back that was already a little cold, and it became more and more cold and lonely. The hopelessness leaked out from the straight back. It was a kind of jade burning. The nails sank deep into the palm, stinging slightly, and the slightest blood flowed out, but it was not the palm of the hand that hurt, but the heart.

Once, he had seen her like this once.

It was after receiving Zhuwen's dismembered body, but at that time, Mu Bai was by her side, and slowly under Mu Bai's comfort, she gradually returned to normal.

But since then, she has been fighting with the Nangong family.

It was a twelve-year-old girl who, in a resolute manner, declared her love, hate, affection, and hatred to the world.

Laying the foundation of her love and hate with blood. So violent, yet so direct.

It was her personality that gradually attracted him, making him from the initial curiosity about her to the willingness to give everything for her.