Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

Ye Luo's head buzzed, and the hand holding the branch penetrated deeply into the sawdust, a trace of redness spread and expanded on the white silk handkerchief, it was only through this pain that she regained a trace of sobriety, and managed to stabilize her body so as not to let herself fall from the fell from the tree.

It turns out that he has someone he likes, just a back view can make him disregard his own life and death, how deep is Mo Yichen's affection for her?

"Regardless of life and death, dangerous situation, what a big tone?" Mo Yichen's eyes showed deep disdain.

The haughty back hurt Ye Luo's eyes. The masked woman opposite him couldn't see his clenched hands under the sleeves, but she could see it clearly when she was sitting on the tree.Mo Yichen, is she really so important to you?

The masked woman continued to say desperately, "Everyone in the world thinks that Prince Yi and the second lady of Xiangfu's family are a match made in heaven, but they don't know that it's just Luohua's intentional flow of water and ruthlessness, and it's a waste of others' infatuation."

Ye Luo felt that Mo Yichen was full of murderous aura for a moment, so he smiled mockingly. He didn't know whether he was laughing at the masked woman's audacity to provoke Mo Yichen, or at his own stupidity.

Do you really like it?I have been avoiding it for so long, but I still can't escape my heart after all.

It turned out that when he saw him taking care of Murong Lian carefully, the sourness in his heart was jealousy; it turned out that when he found Murong Lian who was not the person he liked, the inexplicable joy was liking; Knowing that he already has a woman he really likes at this moment, the feeling at that moment hit her straight like a bolt from the blue. It turns out that he is not just a simple liking for him, but love...

Ye Luo touched her eyes with her hand, thought that all the tears in her life had been shed just now, where did the tears all over her face come from now?

She thought she understood the strange relationship between Mo Yichen and Murong Lian, maybe he took Murong Lian just to protect his beloved woman, but she fell into it by accident.

Forget it, if I lost my heart first, how can I blame others...

"It's such a pity that Miss Murong's heart is being used as a target by you. Maybe it's tit for tat, but it's a pity that Prince Yi has worked so hard to get a beautiful woman. Looking at the woman he loves Married..." A gust of palm wind hit the masked woman, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which stained the white veil red.

Mo Yichen withdrew his palm and said coldly, "Who the hell are you? How do you know this?" He was afraid that he would be unable to control himself and slap people to death. It's not now, she's not that old as a woman The ability to know these secrets.

The rumors about Murong Lian and him before marriage were deliberately spread by the old fox Zuo Xiang who wanted him to marry her daughter, but without his acquiescence, the old fox thought that he and his daughter were a match made in heaven.This was done only to deal with the messy fingering of the father and to secretly search for Luo'er's whereabouts.

No one except his cronies knew about this matter, so where did this woman know about it?

The masked woman didn't care about her injury at all, and smiled triumphantly, "How is it? Prince Yi, how does it feel to see the woman you love get married, but you can't do anything? It's just that she doesn't get married, so what? The soul of man and ghost go their own way, haha..."

A white hairpin-shaped thing was thrown towards Mo Yichen, and the masked woman's strange laughter echoed in the woods.

Is she actually dead? Mo Yichen only felt his whole body trembling, the cold was severe, and the immature smiling face appeared repeatedly in his mind, and Luo'er kept calling him Brother Chen.

Mo Yichen felt that his brain was about to explode, he tiptoed and flew straight up, his deep black eyes turned red, his black hair flew up wildly, and he let out a loud roar.

The masked woman's laughter stopped suddenly, the wind suddenly picked up, the sound of cicadas died down, and the leaves rustled.Huge pressure hit her overwhelmingly from all directions, Ye Luo felt a pain in her heart, a fishy sweetness went straight to her throat, forced it down with her internal strength, and hurriedly took out a pill and took it.

A few muffled sounds of "dong dong" came to the ears, and several black figures behind the masked woman fell to the ground, struggled a few times in pain, and lay motionless on the ground.

Ye Luo patted her chest with lingering fear, if it wasn't for the fact that she suffered too much physical damage when she was young, and was raised by her master with various medicines every day.And because the master was afraid that she would be in danger after she almost lost her temper, and forced her to use internal energy for more than ten years. If it weren't for this, she might have died like those black shadows.

Alas, Master, you are really wise. If it weren't for these internal forces, she would not be alive today.

Ye Luo's pupils dilated, and she looked at Mo Yichen in horror, as if she had never known him. From the looks of it, she didn't know what Shura was like on the battlefield, but she felt that Shura in hell was nothing more than that.

Mo Yichen vented, calmed down, and spun a few times in the air and landed on the ground. His red eyes returned to their original color, and his long jet black hair hung smoothly on his shoulders, but it was a little messy.

"Say it again." There was no emotion on the face of the knife-crafted axe, it was still as cold as ice, and the white clothes fluttered with the wind just now, like a god.If it weren't for the cold voice piercing the bone marrow, everything just seemed to be an illusion.

He didn't believe that the little girl was dead, the only warmth in his life, the person he had read and loved for more than ten years had just left.He doesn't allow it, absolutely doesn't allow it, he doesn't expect to be with her, as long as he knows that she can live happily somewhere in the world, that's enough.

He was born to be an unknown person, so he can do whatever he wants, but why can't these people let go of even a little girl?

Ye Luo looked at Mo Yichen's lonely and dead back, and the suppressed smell of blood filled his mouth again, dripping blood with distress.

What kind of thing was that that made Mo Yichen almost lose his temper? How could his body withstand such a toss?

I managed to gather these medicines for him from the ends of the earth, but he didn't know how to cherish them, Mo Yichen, you, you idiot.

Mo Yichen conjured up a long silver sword out of nowhere, like his own person, there was a cold air, and the corners of Ye Luo's mouth trembled slightly, it was the Heartless Sword.

The Unfeeling Sword is an ancient sword, not a magic sword. This sword is bloodthirsty. After the owner of the sword kills the first person with it, he must nourish the sword with his own blood. Hurt others as much as hurt yourself. I don’t know how many people have become demons because of this.