The black mist gathered under Ling Luo's eyes, and she drew a strange arc with agility, and the plum blossoms flew past the back of her head, breaking her hair bun, and disappeared into the snow.

At this moment, the snow wind blew, the red clothes danced, the green silk fluttered, the whole person was cold and noble, and it was amazing.

At Hanmei, Yu Zhan, who was dressed in a purple robe, looked at Ling Luo in the snow, his smile was shallow, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other, one is smiling lightly, one is full of murder, one is warm as jade, and the other is domineering and cold, complementing each other.

Yu Zhan's jade-white fingers broke off a budding plum branch, the corners of his robe shook slightly, his sleeves flicked, and he walked towards Ling Luodu.

One step away, he stopped, reached out to pick up her green silk, and pulled her bun a little awkwardly. Soft fingertips slashed over her skin, intentionally or unintentionally, like an electric current across her waist and all over her limbs.

The faint smell of snow lotus on his body surrounded his nose, and the killing intent in Ling Luo's eyes fluctuated, but he couldn't move.

Ling Luo couldn't imagine how strong the internal force needed to emit such a large aura hood, so that she couldn't stop saying anything to control her movement, and she couldn't speak.

So powerful, it's not enough to say he's a god.

"The jewelry gold hairpin is too cheesy, only Hanmei is worthy of you." His voice was like a clear spring in the heavenly mountains, hitting people's hearts. If it weren't for her strong self-control, she would have fallen.

Hanmei's bun made her so beautiful that she was amazingly beautiful.

Ling Luo was thinking about how to get out, and suddenly felt that his cold hand was warm, so he held her hand so naturally, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Can you bother Mama to tell Shoufu that this king is playing against Miss Ling, so he won't go to the dinner." ”

When Ling Luo heard this, he raised his eyes and saw Mama Zhuang who arrived not far away, and her eyes sank, and her sharpness disappeared in front of him.

"I've seen the war prince, the old slave will go." Mama Zhuang's eyes were full of smiles, her footsteps turned slightly, and she left quickly.

"Get out of here!" Feeling the oppression disappear, she said coldly, and then tried to break free of his hand, but it was like a big pincer, firmly wrapped her hand.

"Good, play against this king!" Yu Zhan directly ignored her anger, and his tone was gentle and incomparably doting.

"Not accompanied!" Since she left the Demon Domain, she has never been held hostage like this.

"Don't you want to go to the hall and deal with those shrews?" He reached out his other hand, tapped her forehead, and said with a light smile.

The overly intimate action made Ling Luo a little uncomfortable, and it was even more angry. If it was in the past, he would have broken his head and kicked it as a ball.

It's just that a gentle and wishful son like him would say the word shrew, which made her feel a little surprised. Not to mention, shrews are quite apt. Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth involuntarily hooked slightly.

"You look so good when you smile." A voice like a clear spring in the heavenly mountains sounded above her head, and she immediately put away the seemingly absent smile on the corner of her mouth, and scolded with a cold face.

"Hooligans!" Do good men and women kiss or not? Oh, this man

"Who in this world doesn't know that this king doesn't like women, how can he become a hooligan?" He raised an eyebrow, and the light in his eyes flashed. How this woman is so different is a little different from the rumors.

Don't like women? Isn't it a good man's style? Thinking like this, Ling Luo's hand held by him relaxed a little, and followed him into Luoyanju. Anyway, she is not his opponent, so she will not do useless struggles.

The plum blossoms of the wild goose house bloomed very well, a touch of red in the white snow looked particularly bewitching in the moonlight, Yu Zhan brushed away the white snow on the stone table under the plum tree, and really took out the chess pieces from his arms, intending to play chess.

It's always good to go to the front hall to play chess with him, and Ling Luo will follow his wishes, sit down, and play chess.

Perhaps because of his strong internal strength, he exudes a burst of warmth, and there is a feeling of spring warmth in this ice and snow.

Ling Luo was a chess fan, and when he entered the chess game, he fought hard with him.

It wasn't until the warmth dissipated and the cold snap crossed that she came out of the chess game, the white piece in her hand had not yet fallen, and Yu Zhan sprayed out a mouthful of blood, soaking the white child between her fingers and dyeing the chessboard red.

The smell of blood permeated the entire courtyard, Ling Luo's body tensed, and he instantly entered a fighting state. The facial features are fully opened, and the investigation is carried out. only to find that there was no other breath in the entire courtyard except for the two of them. The beautiful eyes turned, and her eyes fell on Yu Zhan on the opposite side, and her eyes sank.

The peerless Jade Zhan was bleeding at this moment, his face was pale, his thin lips were closed, and the black mist that flashed under his eyes was mixed with pain, as if he was enduring great pain.

The corners of Ling Luo's mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, and he got up and grabbed his neckline, his hair was scattered, and the plum branch was already against Yu Zhan's neck.

Yu Zhan didn't have any resistance, his body fell directly towards her softly, his head resting on her neck socket, and the faint smell of snow lotus lingered around his nose.

His abnormality made Ling Luo hold Mei Zhi's hand for a moment, the black mist under his eyes gathered, and the hand that grabbed his collar pushed him back with a force, looking at him with deep eyes.

"If you like this life, take it." Yu Zhan smiled lightly, her cold hand fell on the hand that grabbed his neckline, and said shallowly.

At this moment, Yu Zhan felt a warm current flowing from his palm into his body, and the internal force that had been lost gradually recovered in his body. A strange light flashed in her eyes, and then her hands held her hand tightly, and the internal force that was originally like a gossamer instantly became stronger.

Ling Luo looked at him when his life was at stake, but he was still calm, without any panic, and a layer of chill was covered in his eyes, his strong self-control made her a little surprised.

"If you mess with me, you'll have to pay the price!" She sneered and said, with a force on her hand, the plum branch cut through the skin on his neck, and the red blood flowed out, flowing down her hand into the petals, which looked particularly bewitching in the moonlight.

Years of killing have made her cold-hearted and cold-blooded. In her cognition, taking advantage of people's illness is naturally to kill them. So, she was ruthless.

The plum branch didn't enter a little bit, the killing intent in Ling Luo's eyes was even stronger, his eyes flowed, and his eyes fell on the jade pendant on his heart, and the killing intent disappeared suddenly.

"Take it if you like!" Yu Zhan's gaze never left her eyes, and when he saw her like this, he said lightly.

An incomprehensible emotion flashed in Ling Luo's eyes, and after a while, she broke free from his hand, threw away the plum branch, took off the jade pendant and put it in her hand to look at it carefully.

The crystal clear warm white jade pendant emitted bursts of warmth in the hand, and the moonlight hit the jade pendant, and a lifelike swimming dragon loomed.

"Is this yours?" Ling Luo said coldly, with a hint of urgency and annoyance in his eyes.