After saying that, he turned his eyes slightly and said, "The princess's people are already here. I'll take my leave."
"Wait!" Lan Jieyu called him loudly.
"Huh?" Mo Yanche raised his eyebrows.
"that--"
Lan Jieyu, whose coldness faded away in a second, blinked, "Can you let me see Your Highness?"
The most handsome man in the world.
After all, it was the first time they met after five years. He couldn't be so cruel to her, not even showing her handsome face.
Wow, she loves beautiful men almost as much as she loves the country~
Mo Yanche paused for a moment, then placed his long fingers on his cheeks and slowly raised the thin mask.
As the mask fell, the breeze suddenly rose.
The pear blossoms in the sky are rolled up, the green hair is blown away, and the white clothes are flying, and the warm eyes are sweeping over.
Lan Jieyu sat on the horse and loosened the reins...
The clouds move, the wind moves, the flowers fall, and the fragrance hits.
The tall and independent man stood tall and tall in the sea of flowers. He smiled and said, "Princess, you have a long time to come. I am waiting for you."
When he finished saying this and walked away, a woman in red suddenly appeared and said in surprise: "Princess!"
Slowly.
Slowly.
Lan Jieyu turned to look at Qianyin who came to look for her, and said in an almost inaudible whisper: "My heart seems to be moved..."
[Your Majesty is a hooligan]
Xiao Lixi stood at the intersection of the street, letting people come and go in all directions, and it was crowded. His eyes were fixed and he remained motionless.
After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.
What qualifications do you have...
Who had he, who appeared beside Lan Jieyu with a purpose, to stop this?
That’s all.
That’s all…
Xiao Lixi suppressed her chills and was about to go find Lan Jieyu when she suddenly felt a cold murderous aura.
His eyes darkened and he turned around suddenly.
At this moment, a blue shadow fell from the sky.
The blue shadow was as fast as lightning. On the bustling street, it had already drawn its soft sword. Regardless of the people around it, it swooped down and pointed directly at Xiao Lixi.
Xiao Lixi instinctively wanted to dodge. When she just stepped forward, she remembered that she had lost all her internal strength and could not even use Qinggong.
The flash of God only happened for a moment. When he realized it, the soft sword with unabated murderous intent was already on his neck.
The people around him let out ear-piercing screams and backed away one after another.
He watched helplessly as a masked woman in a blue skirt and blue gauze, holding a soft sword, stopped the tall man who had been standing there since the beginning.
It seems that the woman’s target is just that man...
The people of Tianche, who are famous in various countries for their "passion for gossip", retreated at a safe distance, eagerly watching the third wonder of the day.
That’s awesome!
Someone dared to commit murder with a sword on Zhuque Street - or a woman wanted to chop a man, tsk tsk, there must have been a lot of grudges and grudges!
Just when everyone opened their eyes and waited to see what would happen next, Xiao Lixi also recognized the woman in front of him.
He frowned and said calmly: "It's you."
The woman was covered in cold air. Her fingers were as white as jade and seemed to have no warmth at all. She was holding the murder weapon firmly.
She said nothing, her eyes exposed outside the blue gauze were piercing to the bone, and her expression was actually a bit colder than the soft blue sword.
Xiao Lixi remained motionless, not even looking at the sword blade under her neck. Instead, she looked into the woman's icy eyes.
Mo Qingyue.
Mo Qingyue had a chance encounter with him, got into a fight, and finally injured him in an absolutely tragic way.
How could she appear?
Was...Mo Yanche asked her to come?
No, it shouldn't be Mo Yanche.
If that man wanted to kill him, there were ten thousand ways to do it other than being so conspicuous on the street.