Charming beauty

Chapter 48

Promise...

Nalan Mei stared at Murongyou with piercing eyes, as if she wanted to see through him, Murongyou stared at him with a wicked and frivolous face, but deep in her eyes was a deep and dark color that people couldn't see through.The two looked at each other quietly, as if they wanted to see something in each other's eyes. The sun shone on their faces, blurring their faces, and everything seemed unreal.

After staring for a while, Nalan Mei slightly tilted her head and looked at him with glazed eyes, "Murong, everything in the world of mortals is harmonized with yang, we are both men, how can we be husband and wife?"

Murong You raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but said, "When the crown prince is an example, how do you persuade this deity?" As a matchmaker, what reason should he use to persuade?

"The prince is an exception." Nalan Mei looked at him, with an imperceptible pain hidden deep in her eyes, "If he wasn't the prince, if he didn't threaten the world, would the protector of the country agree?" No, Absolutely not.

Staring at him for a moment, Murong Youyan smiled lightly, like a drunken breeze, lifting the hair on Nalan Mei's chest, the shiny black hair slipped away from her fingertips a few times, and said, "No matter what the reason, what I see is only The result." As a result, the crown prince appointed a man as his concubine.

"Love." Nalan Mei lowered her eyes, raised them again, her eyes were black and bright, "The crown prince loves the crown princess." Yes, Yue Dutou loves Wu'er, and Wu'er will be happy.

"...And we, have no love."

Murong stared at him quietly, his eyes were dark.

Nalan Mei looked at him, her eyes were also dark.

"...We, will not love each other."

They won't fall in love...

At this moment, this sentence, together with Nalan Mei's tone and expression, were deeply engraved in Murong You's mind, like a hand pulling a string in his heart, causing the slightest tremor in his heart, Although it was like a dragonfly touching water, it left ripples that rippled.

The words that day seemed to be a kind of tacit understanding, closing the distance between them and at the same time widening the distance between them.Murongyou is still frivolous and domineering, evil and charming like a demon, but no longer jokes that Nalan Mei promises her body, and Nalan Mei is still calm and calm, elegant like a fairy, but there is a touch of light thoughts between his brows.

The next day, they bid farewell to their mother-in-law and left.

Compared to Murongyou's occasional silence, Nalan Mei was in a very good mood along the way, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, reflecting the sun and the moon, it seemed that even the sunshine in early spring became brighter because of his smile, and even the breath of spring became more intense .

After running around overnight for a few days, they stopped to rest in a city dozens of miles away from Wuliang Mountain. They took money from the bank in the city, bought some changes of clothes, and strolled around the city by the way.

A few days later, Mo Lian and Jun Lian followed the traces left by Murong You to find them.

After being separated for dozens of days, the little guy has lost weight obviously, but he looks healthier. His little face is flushed, his honey-colored skin is shiny, and his high ponytail is bouncing and bouncing with his steps. The flying robes made him more lively and cheerful, with an indescribably vivid aura.As always, Mo Lian was dressed in black, expressionless, with a straight back, holding a long sword that never left her body, and her temperament was as cold as ice. Judging from her face and movements, the injury on her shoulder seemed to have healed.

When the two saw Nalan Mei and Murong You, Jun Lian reflexively rushed towards Na Lan Mei, and was picked up by Murong You halfway and thrown at Mo Lian again, and Mo Lian also had a tacit understanding, and had already prepared to meet them on the sidelines. Live ready.Seeing Jun Lian dissatisfied with pouting, Nalan Mei laughed again and again, but in her heart she felt that it was actually good to have them around.

The sunshine in early spring is getting softer.

It may be because this small city is the only way to Wuliang Mountain, all factions in the rivers and lakes will stay here to pack up and restore their strength. Jun Lian dominated Nalan Mei and wandered around the city. Murongyou's expression was as usual when he was left out, but Mo Lian, who was always following behind her, was a bit indifferent.

"Brother Nalan! Hurry up!" Among the crowded crowd, Jun Lian scurried around like a little monkey, holding a candied haws in one hand and the animal mask he just bought in the other, staring at the front not far away A dough maker at a stall ran over with bright eyes.

Nalan Mei, who was dressed in white, looked down at the various toys in her arms, with a soft and helpless smile, wondering if the child was bullying him because of his temper, and let him be a personal servant for free, although he thought so, but he Still followed.

Not far behind, two figures, one red and one black, walked slowly and unhurriedly. Murong You, who was walking in front, was all blood red, and he stood out from the crowd, but he seemed to be unaware of playing with the The little dagger I bought, with a smile on her mouth, is as evil as a demon.Mo Lian, who was walking behind with her long sword in her hand, did not appear to be less prominent among the pedestrians in the rivers and lakes who were all armed with weapons, but her icy temperament forced a flow of people.

Glancing back obliquely, Mo Lian was staring straight ahead at a place in front with dark eyes. Following the direction, she saw the azure blue figure bouncing up and down. With a twist of his wrist, Mo Lian threw the dagger out of his hand. Mo Lian reacted He quickly reached out to catch it, and looked back at the red figure in front of him, only to see his young master looking at him with interest, he lowered his head, "Young master."

Murongyou glanced at him frivolously, and then turned his eyes to the direction Mo Lian was looking at. The little guy was making gestures with the noodle maker, and he turned his head to point at them from time to time. Xian Bai followed Jun Lian's movements and looked back at him, with a soft smile on his lips, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Mo Lian, you have changed a lot."

Mo Lian was taken aback, "My lord..."

"It's a good thing." Murongyou looked sideways at him, with a smile in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the deep meaning in his eyes, "But Mo Lian, you have to think clearly about what your approach will bring him."

Mo Lian twisted her heart, and said in a low voice, "This subordinate understands."

Murongyou's eyes fell on the spotless white shadow that looked like a banished fairy, and then he glanced at Mo Lian lightly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Mo Lian, don't forget your identity."

"...Yes, my lord!"

Mo Lian lowered her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw Jun Lian running towards him with kneading noodles in her hands, the corners of her clothes fluttering like a butterfly flying towards him.

"Mo Lian, look, I asked the master to pinch us." Jun Lian ran towards him, holding up the kneaded dough in his hands, Mo Lian's eyes moved over, the dough was soft, and it was squeezed into Mo Lian's She was dressed in black, holding a long sword in her hand, with a handsome face, but the corners of the masked man's mouth were slightly raised, condensing a bit of soft color, but Mo Lian looked at the much smaller masked man with a frosty face.

But Jun Lian seemed to have gotten used to Mo Lian's indifference, playing with doughnuts alone, with a light and comfortable smile on his lips.

"Murong, look." Nalan Mei walked over, and with one free hand, she handed the dough figure she just kneaded to Murong You. The red clothes, pitch-black hair, and handsome face made Murong look a little less You's unique evil spirit and domineering spirit are more cute and soft, Nalan Mei smiled, "Isn't it cute?" It seems that this master is still a little skilled, and all his requirements have been met.

Murong You glanced lazily, and snorted softly, "Childish." Nalan Mei chuckled lightly, without responding, but divided some of the things in his arms into his arms, and said, "Murong, you're fine anyway, you Take something too, I'm going to break my hand."

The corner of Murong You's mouth curled up in disdain, and he pushed it back. During the push, something fell down. It was an exquisite ball. The ball rolled far away, almost a dozen steps away.

Nalan Mei cast a helpless glance at Murong You, walked into the crowd to pick it up, but one hand picked it up first, then handed it to him, Nalan Mei took it, and thanked politely.Just as she was about to leave, she heard the misty voice of the other party, "Benefactor, commit suicide at all costs."

Nalan Mei was stunned for a moment, slightly startled in her heart, and then looked at the man in front of her. The gray robe was shabby, the white hair was drooping, and her face was haggard. She was a bit weather-beaten, and she seemed out of place with the world.Nalan Mei looked at him quietly, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior." The movement of turning around was stopped by the man's next words.

"The benefactor's destiny is triple death kalpa, and now the doom has come. If you continue to move forward, you will be caught in blood. If the benefactor is willing to stop here, the way of life will be clear." The man looked at him quietly, speaking earnestly.

Nalan Mei responded with a smile, kind but unfamiliar, "Thank you senior for pointing out the way, but junior can't stop this trip, it's a waste of senior's thought, please forgive me."

The man obviously guessed his answer, sighed slightly, feeling a little pity, "Since the benefactor has made up his mind, there is no need for the old Taoist to persuade him, please listen to the old man's words."

"Master, please tell me."

The man shook his head slightly, "Three levels of calamity, one level of evil is born in blood, and the third level is blood severance, and the third level of beauties died in blood, born in blood, but also died in blood. The origin and extinction are determined by the destiny. Please also benefactor Then don’t force it.”

Nalan Mei was slightly stunned, "Master Daoist, what is evil fate...?"

The man shook his head, and turned his eyes to a place behind him. He looked around, and the noon sun was bright, reflecting that even in the crowd of pedestrians, the bright figure was still so eye-catching in his eyes, like blood. Delicate, stinging his eyes.

like blood

Born in blood...

Nalan Mei was slightly stunned, she didn't know how to react for a while, when she came back to her senses, there was no sign of that person around her, only the crowd coming and going, and the exquisite ball in his hand.

The sunshine in early spring was bright and clear. Among the frolicking crowd, Nalan Mei quietly looked at the blood-red figure in the distance, and countless thoughts flashed in her eyes.

Triple tribulation, life in blood, death in blood...

Born in the blood of the evil fate, the blood of the kinship is interrupted, and the beauty dies in the blood...

Nie Yuan...

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