Just after the fierce battle, the smell of blood wafted everywhere for a long time.

Leng Moyu rode on the Qilin's body and ran all the way to the cliff, she deeply felt the cruelty of the war.

When the unicorn jumped off the cliff without hesitation, her soul flew up at that moment.

The Qilin Protector, whatever it does, it is a matter of course.

But what about her? Is it really because of the intersection with the cold night for a day or two, you have to go to the soup for him to such a point?

Soon, she was relieved.

The night is cold, the moment she crossed over, you relieved her charm and saved her life.

Then, if she fights for him once, it will be regarded as a reward for her kindness.

The whistling wind is getting farther and farther away from the top of the mountain, and the smell of blood is gradually fading.

Leng Moyu felt the excitement of falling from a great height, pretending to be cute for two days, and suddenly resumed her bloody adventure, she laughed happily.

"Roar—" Kirin was already on all fours.

Leng Moyu looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but be stunned.

She thought that this must be a barren place, but who knows, it turned out to be all kinds of flowers everywhere, bees are busy collecting honey, and colorful butterflies are flapping their wings and flying around.

"Your Highness—" Leng Moyu shouted.

Qilin had already moved forward quickly, and Leng Moyu saw a man lying on a green grass.

She jumped down from the unicorn, tiptoed, ran away, crawled beside him, washed his bloodstained face with the dew on the grass, and when she saw clearly that it was a cold night, she actually hugged his neck happily.

After feeling his body temperature and the pulse of his heartbeat, she was relieved to know that his life was not in danger.

She asked the Kirin to guard the cold night, and she went to a few trees next to her to pick wild fruits to eat.

When she came back with the wild fruits in her coat pocket, the night was cold and faint.

It was as if he saw a fairy, with a seven-colored wreath on her head and the most touching smile on her face, coming towards him.

Lingbai!

That's Lingbai!

Is he dead? He actually saw Ling Bai.

Leng Moyu walked up to him and stuffed a wild fruit into his mouth: "Your Highness is awake, eat some wild fruits, replenish water and replenish physical strength." ”

A soft voice, a fragrant taste, a bright smile.

Ye Rin Han held her wrist for a moment, her body temperature was so real.

He's not dead!

Naturally, his heart was happy.

Here she comes! She's really coming!

As the prince of Jinling, he has not had any expectations for his feelings since he was a child.

Which man in the palace gets love? Which woman in the palace is not resentful?

Even between parents and siblings, there is intrigue and intrigue.

Family, love, and friendship are not within the scope of his consideration.

With a slight force, he pulled her into his arms, and the wild fruit in her pocket fell to the ground, rolling on the green grass.

Leng Moyu was turned over by him strongly, and he was suppressed under him domineeringly.

She lay on the green grass that exuded nature, thousands of ink filaments flying, the sky was so blue, and his handsome face quickly obscured the sight above her head.

Ye Rinhan looked at the girl who smiled so warmly, dispelling all the gloom of his plot to fall off the cliff.

He lowered his head and slowly approached her small, delicate face......