"Isn't Your Highness worried that Concubine Wan will die of illness so suddenly?"

In the bleak night breeze, Shang Ruyan's voice was extremely soft, but it clearly reached Mo Yingyan's ears.

Mo Yingyan paused, her pupils suddenly constricted, and she stared at Shang Ruyan coldly.

And the black-clothed assassin who was pressing towards Su Ruotang also stopped his movements at this time.

Su Ruotang barely stabilized his figure, slipped the dagger in his hand, and stared at the black-clothed killer in front of him.

Shang Ruyan did not leave the carriage hanging in mid-air with the black-clothed assassin who saved her, but looked at Su Ruotang with tears in her eyes, and looked at Mo Yingyan affectionately, "Your Highness, you will save me, right?" ”

Su Ruotang didn't hear what Shang Ruyan just said, pinched the dagger and sneered, "Shang Ruyan, he won't save you." ”

The No. 7 poisonous man chuckled: "This little brother, why don't we make a bet, if the third prince saves Shang Ruyan, how about you join us?" ”

"With your appearance, the Lord will definitely cultivate it well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yingyan suddenly raised his sword and stabbed him.

The No. 7 poisonous man did not dodge or dodge: "Stab me, the third prince is not afraid of this little brother being poisoned?" ”

Mo Yingyan pressed against the tip of the sword in his heart and stopped.

His clear face seemed to be soaked in frost.

On the cold cliff side, it was so quiet that only the sound of the mountain wind could be heard.

Su Ruotang pursed the corners of his lips and stabbed the nearest black-clothed assassin with a dagger.

The black-clothed assassin glanced at Shang Ruyan and did not hesitate to raise his sword to stab her.

Mo Yingyan's expression changed, and he turned around to save Su Ruotang.

At this moment, Shang Ruyan let out an exclamation.

The carriage poured down.

"Your Highness!" She exclaimed, and the gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes dissipated, turning into panic.

Almost at the same time, the long sword of the black-clothed assassin pierced Su Ruotang's chest.

She fought to risk serious injury, and the dagger slashed through the throat of the black-clad assassin.

After killing an Assassin, he staggered to one knee and fell to the edge of the cliff.

Her long eyelashes kept fluttering, and she subconsciously looked at Mo Yingyan.

The fundus of the eyes is watery due to pain.

Mo Yingyan did not hesitate to use the internal force, and his figure flashed a few times, with an afterimage.

However, in just three breaths, the remaining black-clothed assassins clutched their necks and fell to the ground in unison.

At the same time, Shang Ruyan's carriage fell into a cliff.

She barely grabbed the vines on the edge of the cliff, looked at Mo Yingyan fixedly, and said silently: "Your Highness is really not worried about Concubine Wan?" ”

Mo Yingyan's pupils shrank slightly, and he glanced at Su Ruotang, who was kneeling on one knee, his clear eyes were full of distress, and with a wave of his long sword, he cut off the hem of his robe and wrapped his left hand.

He inserted the soft sword back into his waist, and the hand holding the sword reached out to Su Ruotang.

Su Ruotang's eyes were covered with physiological crystals overflowing due to pain, and he slowly raised his hand.

The slender fingers, stained with bright red, are like broken petals falling into the snow, burning people's eyes.

Seeing her green white fingertips fall into the man's slightly cool palm, Shang Ruyan's hand next to her loosened slightly, and let out an exclamation, "Your Highness! ”

Mo Yingyan pulled Su Ruotang up and said in a low voice, "Wait for me." ”

After the words fell, he turned around and flew towards Shang Ruyan.

At the same time, Shang Ruyan let go of her hand and let her body fall down the cliff.

glanced at Mo Yingyan, who was rushing towards her, looked at Su Ruotang, and silently spit out three words, "I won." ”

Su Ruotang stood on the edge of the cliff, condescendingly watching Mo Yingyan jump off the cliff without hesitation, stretching out his hand wrapped in his clothes and grabbing Shang Ruyan's wrist.

In her clear and clear peach blossom eyes, self-deprecation slowly emerged.

In a previous life, a psychologist once said that the choice in the face of life and death is the most real choice in the heart.

The No. 7 poisonous man walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the two figures that disappeared quickly, and sighed: "The rumors are true, the third prince did not hesitate to accompany Miss Shang to jump off the cliff, it is really true love!" ”

"Little brother, come with me to the Lord."

Su Ruotang calmly looked at the mist-churning cliff, and slowly pinched his fingertips into his palm.

The color of the eyes is gradually sealed by frost.

She lifted her eyes and glanced at the No. 7 poisonous man, her voice without any emotion, "Go to see your so-called Lord, and then be refined into a poisonous man?" ”

The No. 7 poisonous man raised his jaw and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Everyone is afraid of poison, what's wrong?" ”

Su Ruotang hooked the corners of her lips, took a step back, she turned her head to look at the bottomless cliff behind her, and took out a crimson hairpin from her sleeve.

In the bleak mountain wind, the golden bells rang, and the crisp bells rippled far away.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the hairpin in her hand, and her cold voice was inaudible, "What if I don't agree?" ”

The No. 7 poisoner sighed regretfully: "Then I can only send you to meet them on the Huangquan Road." ”

Su Ruotang smiled lightly, and deliberately lowered his voice, revealing coldness, "But I'm ...... Didn't want to see them. ”

It's her greed.

This period of getting along made her think that Mo Yingyan really had her place in her heart.

Today, Mo Yingyan rescued Shang Ruyan and completely sobered her up.

She is no match for Poison No. 7, this body can barely do the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and there may be a chance to survive if she jumps.

Thinking of this, she slowly let go of her hand.

The hairpins carved with banyan trees and begonias cut through a red light and fell to the cliff.

The No. 7 poisoner realized what Su Ruotang was going to do, and stepped forward to grab her.

Su Ruotang opened her hand and fell back when the poisonous person's fingertips touched her sleeve.

There was a crisp sound of "tearing and pulling ......", and the No. 7 poison man pinched a light-colored sleeve in his hand, frowning and looking at Su Ruotang's rapidly falling figure.

Almost at the same time, two figures jumped from the side.

Mo Yingyan threw Shang Ruyan on the ground, ripped off the hem of the clothes that wrapped her hands with a cold expression, and threw it on Shang Ruyan.

The man's cold and thin voice was like a 10,000-year-old cold jade falling into the top of a snow-capped mountain, cold and compelling, "What have you done?" ”

Shang Ruyan fell to the ground, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and chuckled: "Your Highness really thinks that the merchant has the ability to let Old Madam Liu die of illness?" ”

Mo Yingyan's expression was cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, an invisible energy hit Shang Ruyan.

"Poof-" Shang Ruyan looked at him in disbelief, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell to the ground, "You actually ...... Want to kill me? ”

"Tsk, boring."

Poison Seven turned around and left the cliff.

As soon as he left, Mo Yingyan found that Su Ruotang's figure was gone.

His expression changed suddenly, and nervousness and panic unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

When the No. 7 poisonous man passed by Mo Yingyan's side, he kindly reminded, "I forgot to tell you that your male pet jumped down." ”

"He said, I don't want to see you again."