Luo Ming's cold eyes swept over the soldiers lying on the ground. When he looked at Nangong Mei again, his eyes were even colder and he said in an interrogating tone: "Did you kill him?"
Such a tone, such alienation! Luo Ming would never ask who she killed, and he wouldn't say anything even if she killed his most effective subordinate! But now, everything seems to have changed.
With an extremely cold feeling in her heart, Nangong Mei looked at the cold Luo Ming sadly and said, "Yes."
"Come here!" Luo Ming's eyes were as cold as the ice of the glacier. His slender body was wrapped in a layer of frost and no one could get even closer. "Capture her!"
Immediately, several soldiers ran over from the side and surrounded Nangong Mei, threatening to arrest her and execute her on the spot.
"Seeking death!" Nangong Mei's eyes were also cold, and her bloodthirsty desire kept jumping. She took a step forward with light footsteps, and her long fingers snatched the sword from a soldier's hand with lightning speed.
Then with a perfect spin, her sword was already stained with blood, and there was a blood mark on the necks of the soldiers surrounding her.
After a few "pops", the soldiers' eyes widened and they fell to the snow without reacting. The scarlet blood dyed the thick blood red.
The man who was just willing to take Nangong Mei to find Luo Ming opened his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Even Nangong Mei, who was dressed in snow-white, was covered in blood in his eyes.
Shura is so terrifying.
Jie Xun, who had been standing behind Luo Ming, couldn't help but frown, his face looking very ugly.
After killing so many people, Nangong Mei wouldn't even blink. Death has long lost its meaning to her.
Nangong Mei's eyes had been locked on Luo Ming, but now her eyes were even colder. She walked quickly in front of Luo Ming, raised her hand, and pressed the cold and blood-stained sword tip in front of Luo Ming's throat.
Luo Ming's expression remained unchanged, his cold eyes looked at Nangong Mei without a trace of emotion, as if the tender vows he had made had never happened between the two of them.
The cold sword tip slowly slid down from Luo Ming's throat. The blood-stained sword fell to the snow, and Nangong Mei's domineering cold-bloodedness also disappeared without a trace.
Her eyes as bright as the starry sky were filled with some mist and a touch of sadness. Nangong Mei looked at Luo Ming infatuatedly and choked with sobs: "If you want to punish me for killing them, do it yourself!" She raised her head proudly.
His head was lifted, and his pink and white neck was dangerously exposed to the air.
Luo Ming's eyes became even colder, and he said fiercely: "You think I won't kill you! Nangong Mei, there is no longer anything between us!" His slender fingers held the sword at his waist, the cold long sword.
He slowly pulled it out.
The corners of Nangong Mei's mouth curved in a touching arc, her bright eyes were so cold and arrogant, and she said indifferently: "If I die in your hands, I won't have any regrets anymore." After that,
The long eyelashes closed slowly, and the beautiful face was so peaceful, clearer than snow.
Luo Ming's hand holding the sword tightened the hilt of the sword, and his hateful voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "If you want to die, I will help you!" The light reflected from the sword body pierced people's eyes.
With pain in his eyes, he raised the cold and sharp sword high, and then slashed hard at Nangong Mei's neck.
One strike and the head falls to the ground!
A wisp of black hair fell silently, and it lay quietly on the snow, so dazzling.
She felt a strong wind blowing across her neck, but no sharp weapon came close. The moment Nangong Mei opened her eyes, she saw her hair being cut off by the sharp blade and falling helplessly.
The edge of the sword was only a few centimeters away from her neck, and she could even feel the sharpness of the sword.
Her dark eyes looked painfully at the man holding the knife. Those cold eyes made her truly feel the alienation and distance between them. His indifference had already shut her out.
Luo Ming really wanted to kill her! If Jie Xun's sword hadn't blocked Nangong Mei at this moment, I'm afraid Nangong Mei would have been dead!
It turns out that heartbreak has no sound! She couldn't hear the sound of heartbreak, the sound of wind, or the sound of voices. Her world was completely still.
Luo Ming's cold eyes were still in her heart, Luo Ming's indifferent expression was still in her heart, and Luo Ming's ruthless killing was still in her heart!
The tenderness of the past was completely broken, and the infinite coldness froze my thoughts.
Nangong Mei's pupils just looked at Luo Ming blankly. Those eyes were no longer shocked, no longer painful, no longer sad, and there was nothing but confusion.
Her pupils reflected Luo Ming's cold face, and it was directly imprinted on her heart.
Is it wrong to fall in love? I fell in love with such a cold and heartless man!
Jie Xun stood between the two of them with a frown on his face. The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He whispered: "Sir, Miss Nangong is the imperial concubine, so she cannot be killed!"
Luo Ming withdrew his sword, turned his back to Nangong Mei, and said coldly: "If there is a next time, I will definitely kill you! Even the emperor can't protect you! Get lost, don't let me see you again!" His eyes
It kept flashing, his face was a little pale, and there was an emotion called fear flowing in his eyes.
Tears rolled down without any warning. Nangong Mei's face turned pale, and her pupils seemed to have lost focus.
Vaguely, she seemed to see Luo Ming's leaving figure. The silver-white figure gradually disappeared into the distance, but she could no longer see clearly. All the strength in her body seemed to be drained away, and she fell down on the snow.
, just like a body that has lost its soul.
The cold wind mixed with snowflakes flying all over the sky, like snow-white petals dancing gracefully.
Hange rubbed his cold little hands and kept wandering outside the tent to breathe in the heat. His pretty face was covered with some sadness, and his dark eyes looked worriedly into the tent from time to time.
The curtain of the tent was opened. Ziyuan walked out and saw Hange wandering outside. He immediately walked to Hange with a face full of panic and asked with concern: "Concubine Han, why are you standing here?"
ah?"
Hange looked at Ziyuan excitedly, grabbed her hand and asked eagerly: "Is Mei'er awake?"
"Not yet. You go in first, it's cold outside." With that said, Zi Yuan wanted to pull Hange towards the house.
Hange froze on the spot and refused to go inside. He said to Ziyuan with some embarrassment: "No need, Ziyuan. I'll just wait here for Meier to wake up. I will disturb her if I go in."
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Zi Yuan looked at Hange in astonishment. He couldn't believe that the noble princess would stand in the snow and wait for Nangong Mei to wake up. He really didn't know how deep her feelings for Nangong Mei were.
"Concubine Han, it's better to go in and wait. Miss Nangong doesn't know when she will wake up. You will be frozen outside." Zi Yuan really didn't know what to say anymore, he was completely shocked.
Hange shook his head, pouted and said, "I will definitely disturb Mei'er when I go in!"
Hange is the imperial concubine and Ziyuan is a servant. He can't give any orders to Hange. He can only say helplessly: "You can't stand in the snow! The emperor will be worried."
Hange hesitated a little, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he raised his eyes to stare at Ziyuan, and asked eagerly: "Ziyuan, tell me, why did Meier faint in the snow? Her martial arts are so good.
He’s tall and in such good health!”
"This..." Zi Yuan was a little embarrassed, his eyes avoided Han Ge, "Zi Yuan is just a servant, he doesn't know anything."
"You must know that Meier and you have such a good relationship!" Hange asked reluctantly, holding Ziyuan's cold hand tightly, "Can you tell me? I'm so worried about Meier.
!If anyone bullies her, only then can I help her get justice!"
It is best for slaves not to interfere in the affairs of the masters, not to mention that the one who bullies Nangong Mei is her father! Zi Yuan turned his eyes away from Hange's sparkling eyes and said in embarrassment: "
I really don’t know anything.”
"Zi Yuan..." Hange's eyes were filled with mist, and he looked pitifully at Zi Yuan, looking pitiful as if he had been bullied.
"Hang Ge, don't embarrass Zi Yuan, she really doesn't know anything." Nangong Mei had already stood at the tent exit at some point, and her voice was full of endearment.
The look of grievance on Hange's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he ran towards Nangong Mei with excitement, holding her arm happily and saying: "Mei'er, you're finally awake! That's great!"
Nangong Mei held Hange's cold jade hand and felt a burst of distress. She pulled her and walked inside. She said to her tenderly and dotingly: "I just fainted because I was too tired. You don't have to worry too much." Really.
There are too few people who are worried about her, and it is not easy for her to get such warmth.
Hange looked at Nangong Mei with his eyes wide open, and asked with concern: "Is it true that you fainted just because you were too tired? Isn't anyone bullying you?"
"I'm so powerful, who dares to bully me?" Nangong Mei looked at Hange with a smile, pulled her to the bed and sat down, holding her cold hand tighter.
Hange pulled his hand out of Nangong Mei's hand with all his strength, then put it on his back and said innocently like a little girl: "Mei'er, you just woke up and your body is so weak, don't let my hand freeze you."
It's dead! If you faint again because of me, I will definitely be scolded to death by that person!"
Nangong Mei looked at Hange in confusion and asked in confusion: "That person?"
Hange looked away from Nangong Mei with a guilty conscience. He stood up and said, "I remembered that I still have one thing I haven't done. I'm going to leave first!" After saying that, he started to walk out.