So the word 'thank you' she wanted to say turned into a gnashing of teeth in her heart: MD!
As a once-conquered killer, a cool-headed mind is the first priority, and she remembers it all the time. Therefore, at this time, of course, she cannot be disorganized and stand up to fight the Holy King to the death.
She just pushed him away in panic. When she couldn't push him away, she turned her face sideways and said in a panic: "Sage, please calm down!"
The entire Guangyao Palace knows that Hong Lian loves Mo Lian, surely the Holy Lord doesn’t know that!
"It's been nineteen years, how can you tell me to calm down? My heart feels like it's being eaten by an evil spirit. Why can't you ever see me?" Shengjun whispered, and the lingering kiss slowly moved down from the corner of his mouth, and finally
He moved it to her neck, feeling that those thick clothes were in the way, so he started to pull the clothes off.
Huang Beiyue felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She didn't know that Shengjun was also such a seed of infatuation. Unfortunately, Zhen Honglian was dead. How could she be the substitute?
If she is pushed to the limit tonight, she will fall out. The Holy Lord is so close to her, and at worst, both sides will suffer, and she will not even be able to defend her innocence. How can she get involved in the world in the future?
As his movements became more and more bold, a cold edge flashed in Huang Beiyue's eyes. She opened her five fingers, and the cold ice and snow light condensed on her fingertips, aiming at the Holy Lord's heart from behind!
"red lotus!"
Just as he was about to take action, the door of the library was suddenly pushed open, and a strong wind swept in for a moment, mixed with flying snowflakes.
The weight on his body disappeared in an instant, leaving only waves of strong aroma of wine.
The open collar was blown in by the cold wind, and there was a special chill. Her eyes were cold, she exhaled a breath of ice mist, and slowly started to tidy up her clothes.
Mo Lian stood at the door, with the cold wind howling and snowflakes flying. Naturally, he couldn't see anything. But he didn't hear her response, so he stood at the door, hesitated, and called out: "Hong Lian?"
"I'm here."
Mo Lian walked in slowly, smelling a special smell in the air, and frowned slightly.
Huang Beiyue said: "I was studying some medicine just now and accidentally knocked over the medicine bottle." She was very grateful to Mo Lian. If he hadn't arrived in time, she might have started fighting with the Holy Lord at this moment.
The result must be that the Holy Lord was seriously injured, and she was also seriously injured.
"It's so late, why did you come to see me?" Seeing Mo Lian's hurried look, Huang Beiyue asked hurriedly, thinking that he had something urgent.
Mo Lian scratched her ears and said, "The snow is very heavy."
The door was not closed, and the whistling wind outside blew in. It was indeed very cold. Was Mo Lian afraid that the snow would get too heavy and she would not be able to go back?
"Thank you." Huang Beiyue patted his shoulder and said seriously that he had saved her again, "Let's go back."
The wind and snow were blowing wildly outside, there were no stars or moon, and the ground was illuminated by white snow, but it was not dark and hazy.
Huang Beiyue held up an umbrella and naturally pulled Mo Lian to her side. He had come here in the wind and snow just now without bringing an umbrella. He was really a simple fool.
Holding his cold hand, Huang Beiyue raised her head and glanced at him. Seeing a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, she asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Mo Lian shook her head quickly and pretended that nothing happened.
Huang Beiyue didn't ask any more questions. All her thoughts were disturbed by Shengjun's actions just now. After thinking about it, she vaguely felt that there was something fishy in Shengjun's words.
Nineteen years ago, Honglian was still a baby. How could he fall in love with a baby?
