This answer, Forget Chen didn't think about it.

That Yunmo seems to be as big as Yelan at the beginning, how can the sadness expressed in this song be what she can show?

After chatting for a while, Yelan yawned.

"Mo Yan, call me out if you are in danger."

The girl's languid voice came from behind the curtain.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Yan replied, "Yes." ”

After a while, there was silence all around. But the silence was a little weird, not even a bird chirped.

"Rustle"

The grass around swayed gently, and the evening breeze blew slightly.

Suddenly, Mo Yan immediately opened his eyes, pulled out the sword at his waist tightly, and looked around vigilantly.

The two people in the carriage still did not change, Wangchen sat there quietly chanting with his eyes closed, and Yelan was half-lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed.

After hearing the movement, the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Here we are." Yelan chuckled with her eyes closed.

After dropping these two words, the two opened their eyes and looked at each other tacitly. Yelan smiled and said, "It's only been a long time, it's the third time." ”

Mo Yan outside, after seeing this group of people, stood up and faced them, "Night...... Lan, there are more than two dozen of them. ”

It seems that he still can't get used to calling her name directly.

"yes, got it."

From the carriage came the lazy voice of the girl, as if she had just woken up.

"Whoa--"

Several arrows shot straight at the wagon.

Seeing this, Mo Yan raised the sword in his hand and waved it.

The swords and arrows slashed between the fireworks, lighting up the surroundings.

At the same time, it was also like a signal, and the people around him who were still raised their knives and slashed over.

At this moment the horse was frightened, and the two hooves in front of it were raised high.

The next moment, I heard Yelan shouting, "Equinox." Then the two horses stood there motionless.

Forget the dust looked at Yelan inexplicably, this was the third time he had seen it. He also guessed that the girl in front of him could talk to animals and even command them.

The girl sat there and ate her pastries as if she hadn't seen the sight of Forgotten Dust.

Mo Yan raised the sword in his hand and blocked it unhurriedly. They didn't get half a step closer to the carriage, but there were more corpses around the carriage.

The outside is a sword and a shadow sword, and the inside is leisurely.

Yelan slowly took a sip of the tea in his hand, and said casually: "Mo Yan, leave a living mouth." ”

The voice concluded that only one of these people would survive.

When they heard this, they all smiled disdainfully.

There is only one of you, and we have two dozen of us. There is only one live mouth left, and when I see who left a live mouth for whom.

Thinking like this, they cut it down together.

And at this moment, Mo Yan also restrained the expression on his face. There was no emotion in his eyes, but he let the blood flow around him.

The man in the lead noticed that something was wrong and fired a flare.

Suddenly, more than fifty black-clothed men appeared, surrounding the carriage.

Mo Yan didn't check any of them, but one of them approached the carriage, raised the knife in his hand and slashed down.

After using the sword to deal with the person in front of him, he picked up the knife on the ground and threw it over. Insert it directly into the man's back.

In less than a moment, there were very few of the fifty or so people left.

After Mo Yan broke the last man's hands and feet, ripped off his face towel and removed his chin, Yelan and Wangchen came out of the carriage.

Probably because of the young man's long body, blocking the moonlight. So that Yelan's body was in the dark, and there was no light. However, the red whip in the girl's hand looked very strange on this dark night.

The surrounding blood stains were almost staining the land, and the corpses were piling up into a small mountain. The smell of blood in the air could not be dissipated for a long time, and it was strong and disgusting.

Seeing this, Yelan's eyes did not have any fluctuations and movements, and the bottom of his eyes was a well-concealed coldness and bloodthirstiness. The curvature of the corners of her mouth made her look more bewitching and dangerous in this night.

The momentum on his body also changed in an instant, but the piercing chill that permeated his body made people feel an indescribable sense of cold and cruelty. Probably because there are no others around, the bloodthirsty momentum on his body is more evil.

The white dress outlines the girl's graceful figure, in such a scene. The girl's body hidden in the darkness looks like a demon summoned by hell.

And the cold young man, when he saw this, his face did not show the compassion that a monk should have. There is just endless indifference and disregard, as if they didn't see it.

The temperament of the dust is also a little more indifferent, and the cold gaze has no emotion.

The long eyelashes hung low, casting a faint shadow on the jade-like side face.

The young man turned his face sideways and saw the bloodthirstiness and coldness in Yelan's eyes. The upward curvature of the corners of the mouth is also cold and thin. In this way, even the whip in her hand is a little more ruthless.

He had known Yelan's attitude towards these before, but now he knew that it was not because she was cold by nature, but because she had seen enough of people's life and death, which led to indifference.

It's like I'm tired of watching, it's not a big deal. That's why it's like this, so indifferent.

But isn't she a princess, according to the master, leaving the country regards her as a lucky star, which is not respectful to her.

The emperor and queen also doted on her, and did not let her see such cruel things. So why did she become like this?

Yelan didn't know what the boy was thinking, she lifted the whip and walked towards the man step by step.

The sound of footsteps that were not light or heavy, as if stepping on the man's heart.

Mo Yan had stepped aside as soon as Yelan walked over.

As soon as the hand is released, the whip naturally falls to the ground. Those slender jade hands held a whip as thick as a wrist, and how strange it looked to be.

But the man didn't feel it, he wanted to go back. But his hands and feet were useless, and he couldn't move. With an expression on his face that he looked at death as if he was at home, he wouldn't say anything if he beat me to death,

"You think I kept you to ask you questions." Yelan smiled, leaned over and stood in front of him and smiled.

But the smile was not really funny, only evil and bloodthirsty.

The man couldn't answer, but the look in his eyes said it all. He glared at Yelan as if to say, "Isn't it?"

Then he glared at Yelan, and turned his face away from Yelan.

"Heh, you're thinking too much." Yelan scoffed.

The next moment, the man's eyes widened in disbelief. It's just because of what Yelan said.

I only heard the yin and evil woman in front of him say casually: "I kept you just for fun." Isn't your purpose to kill me, and there are more people who want to kill me. Wouldn't it be exhausting for me if I interrogated each of them, and you didn't have that much face. It's not worth asking. ”

After the words fell, a whip was drawn.

A stream of air swept through the air, and a loud bang and screams were immediately remembered.

There was a hint of blood in the air, and the place where the man was pumped instantly opened flesh.

The voice was slow but revealing the yin owl, and said, "Now I know, what I kept you alive for." In my case, the living mouth is not for questioning. It's used to vent anger. ”