Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

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.

But this sword is called Ruinqing, but in fact it is the most affectionate sword in the world. To remove the evil nature of this sword, it only needs a drop of blood from the person the sword owner loves.But those who use this sword are often heartless or loveless people, so the final result is only one word, death.

This sword was destroyed by the martial arts leader a hundred and eight years ago, where did Mo Yichen get it?No, she must stop Mo Yichen, she must stop him.

"Who are you?" The heartless sword pointed directly at the masked woman's throat, "Don't think that I won't kill you."

The masked woman propped herself on the ground with one hand, glanced at the corpses of her companions around her, and said with difficulty, "There is nothing in this world that King Yi dare not do. It is naturally easy to kill a little girl."

"Do you think that without you, this king would not be able to find out who is behind this? Since you want to die so much, this king will let you be the first to sacrifice my heartless sword."

The masked woman's eyes changed suddenly, and she looked at the silver sword stuck to her throat in horror. Once this sword was stained with her own blood, it would act like a vampire until it completely sucked her own blood and became a zombie. .How could the sword that had disappeared for a hundred years be in his hand?

Seeing the startled eyes of the masked woman in the darkness, Ye Luo guessed wrong, wasn't it her?

In the blink of an eye, the heartless sword had already touched the masked woman's throat, Ye Luo was startled, infused with all her inner strength, Bai Ling made a move in an instant, flew towards the sword, the silver sword deflected, and a strand of hair fell down like a feather .

Seeing that the masked woman was not injured, Ye Luo retracted the white silk, turned over and fell from the tree, slapped Mo Yichen on the face, and shouted loudly, "Mo Yichen, wake up."

Being slapped, Mo Yichen subconsciously waved his palm at Ye Luo, and when he saw Ye Luo in blue appearing in front of his eyes, he took it back abruptly, leaving a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

The obsidian-like black eyes looked at Ye Luo in a daze, and the Heartless Sword slid from his hand, the silvery blade of the sword fell to blackness, without the stimulation of blood, it was just a piece of scrap iron.

"Mo Yichen, are you alright?" Ye Luo hurriedly put her hand on his wrist, she didn't expect that Mo Yichen would suddenly retract his palm, and was backlashed by such a great internal force.

"I'm fine, cough cough..." Another mouthful of blood spit out.

Ye Luo took out a few white bottles from his sleeve, poured out a handful of medicine, and stuffed it directly into Mo Yichen's mouth without objection.

Mo Yichen held Ye Luo's small hand behind his back, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's a small injury, you'll be fine, cough cough."

He almost hurt this worried woman. If he hadn't received that palm in time, this fool would have died.

"Mo Yichen, you scared me to death." Ye Luo pulled her hands away, her eyes blurred with tears, and hit Mo Yichen's shoulder with a fist. She really scared her to death just now, she was so afraid that Mo Yichen would die.

"Ahem." Mo Yichen smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth raised, looking at this snot-nosed, tearful woman who had no image at all, as if he heard his heart suddenly start beating again, a feeling of peace of mind.

If it weren't for this fool, he would have gone mad just now, and he had never used the Ruthless Sword once, and this time he almost fell into a place of eternal doom.

"Mo Yichen, you're fine. I forgot that you were injured. I didn't mean it." Ye Luo asked anxiously, apologetically, she really didn't mean it.

Before hearing Mo Yichen's answer, Ye Luo only felt a silver light flash in front of his eyes, and with a plop, the masked woman who was about to run away fell to the ground with a flying knife sticking out of her calf.

A strong murderous look flashed in Mo Yichen's eyes, but there was bitterness and struggle deep in his eyes that even Ye Luo didn't realize.

Ye Luo held Mo Yichen's big hand tightly with his own small hand. Fortunately, the black heartless sword was still lying quietly on the ground. Fortunately, it was only a throwing knife that pierced into the masked woman. Mo Yichen, you gave me a chance to save you.

"Mo Yichen, calm down!"

"You don't need to worry about this matter, I will kill this person." No matter who it is, even if she has some value, anyone who dares to take advantage of Luo'er must die.

The cold eyes deeply hurt Ye Luo's heart, Mo Yichen, is she the only one in your heart?You have never looked at me so coldly before. Unlike indifference, this is a kind of cold and hateful look.

He hates himself, his heart hurts...

Seeing Ye Luo's trembling lips, Mo Yichen knew that he had hurt her, his heart tightened, and he explained incoherently, "I'm sorry, it's just her..."

Without waiting for Mo Yichen to explain, Ye Luo interrupted, "Mo Yichen, you don't need to say anything, I know it all, can you let me see what you have in your hand?"

"No, I know." Mo Yichen didn't say a word, he glanced at the hairpin in his hand hesitantly, and handed it to Ye Luo after hesitating for a moment.

Ye Luo smiled mockingly, his pale face was bloodless, "Don't worry, I won't break it."

When a snow-white lotus hairpin appeared in his scarred palm, Ye Luo realized how wrong he was. This hairpin must belong to that woman.The first time she met him as Ye Piaoling was because of a lotus hairpin. It turned out that the owner of the lotus hairpin was not Murong Lian but another woman.

No wonder she had never seen that hairpin on Murong Lian's head. She should have thought that with Murong Lian's temperament, if she got such a thing, she would definitely show it off.And Mo Yichen tried his best to get that white jade lotus hairpin from his hand, and it was all for this woman.

The texture and carving workmanship of the hairpin in front of him is not as good as the one I got from Yu Ion, I'm afraid his hairpin hasn't had time to give it away yet.How deep is the love? Even if she is married, you still love her?

Ye Luo, Ye Luo, two lifetimes as human beings, the first time you fell in love with such an infatuated man, is it joy or sadness?

"Girl, where did you get this hairpin?" Ye Luo stepped forward a few steps and looked at the masked woman on the ground who was only breathing.

"Princess Yi's question is so strange, naturally she got it from that woman." Although the masked woman was in a state of distress and her life was in danger, her expression was still arrogant.

Ye Luo smiled, and it's so difficult to tell the truth, "Young girl is not talented, she once thought about starting a jade business, and she did some research on jade. If I read correctly, this jade should only be available in the imperial palace. There is no rumor among the people at all, dare I ask if the woman you mentioned is a member of the royal family?"