On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

There was no one around, and there was utter solitude between the heaven and the earth, only the sound of hunting wind and the hoarse sound of swords colliding with each other could be heard.

Jianfeng looked even more stern and cold in the boundless wind and snow.

In the blink of an eye, the two had passed dozens of tricks.

Everyone was astonished.

The man in black did not expect that the girl he was going to assassinate today, a lady from an official family who grew up in the inner courtyard, had such advanced martial arts.

Yun Ran was also secretly startled. Now her skill has recovered nearly 50%, and she can only barely match the black-clothed man in front of her.

Moreover, he clearly did not try his best.

Obviously, this is a powerful character, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to find him, right? The people behind this scene really value her life!

Sneering in his heart, Yun Ran didn't dare to take it lightly, and a dozen more rounds passed in a blink of an eye.

Still tied.

Taking advantage of the gap between the fights, Yun Ran couldn't help but look at the man carefully. The wide black cloak made it impossible to see through his specific figure, but he could only be sure that he was tall and a man.

A frightening ghost mask blocked his face, and even his eyes were a little bit covered, only a pair of pupils were as pale as glass, as cold as a frozen lake, without any warmth or emotion.

And his moves, decisive, ruthless, as fast as a thunderbolt, there is no extra moves, all are ultimate moves, and the moves are deadly!

A professional killer should be ranked high on the killer list, right? who?

"Your Excellency is really dedicated! The one who came out to kill people in a snowy day must have collected a lot of money, right? How about telling me to make me envious?"

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious, how much money is my life worth!"

The man in black didn't seem to expect that Yunran would speak suddenly, and there was a slight pause in his moves. Yunran seized the opportunity and pointed his sword at his throat.

When he swung his sword to block, his left hand grabbed the mask on his face with lightning speed.

"Let me see what you look like!"

It was too late when the man in black realized her intention to stop, Yun Ran grabbed his mask and tore it off forcefully.

The moment the mask was lifted, Yun Ran was startled for a moment, staring at the familiar face in front of her for a moment.

"It's you!"

Snowflakes flew down all over the sky, fell on his hair, lingered around him, and fell on his face.

On that face, the facial features were exquisite and picturesque, the eyebrows were like distant mountains, the lips were like cherry blossoms, and the chin was slightly pointed, like an elf prince in the dark night.

Xu Shi wears a mask all year round or hides in the dark night, his face is abnormally pale, and in the wind and snow, he looks paler and almost transparent.

Those eyes were like the most beautiful glass in the world, but they were dead silent, as cold as a ten-thousand-year ice lake, without any human emotion or anger.

Without the slightest hesitation, he snatched back the mask from Yunran's hand, and at the same time slapped her chest.

Yun Ran woke up suddenly, and hastily met him with a palm, her arm numb from the wind of that domineering and fierce palm, and her body retreated uncontrollably.

The man in black directly raised the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was wrapped in wind and snow and stabbed straight at her, pointing at the vital point of the heart.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around Yun Ran's slender waist, and a light swirl led her to avoid the roaring long sword.

"Are you all right?"

A concerned male voice rang in his ears, Yun Ran turned his head to look, and was slightly taken aback, "Yun Mo?"

His appearance at this moment is the same as that of the day when Xishan rescued him. He was dressed in white clothes, jade crown and hair, and a silver mask on his face.

Yun Ran shook his head at him, "I'm fine."

At this time, the man in black had raised his sword to kill again, and the sword's intent was colder than the snowstorm.

Nangong Mo let go of Yunran, pulled out the sword at his waist with his backhand, and faced the man in black.

Not only did Yunran's arms go numb with the shock of the palm just now, but even his chest was filled with qi and blood.

Yunran knew how high his martial arts was, and he knew even more how deep his inner strength was.

Looking at the two figures in the shadow of swords, lights and swords, Yun Ran couldn't help shouting, "Yun Mo, be careful."

The two swords collided, making a hoarse sound, and sparks jumped and flickered on the tip of the sword, which was extremely dazzling in the wind and snow.

Yun Mo tilted his head and glanced at Yun Ran, with an unserious smile in his voice, "So you care about me so much! To be honest, do you have a crush on me?"

Yunran: "..."

[I've never seen such a shameless one! 】

Yun Ran turned around silently, with his back facing the two people in the fierce battle, and sat on the ground, exercising his skills and adjusting his breath.

Behind him, the hoarse sounds of swords and swords could be heard endlessly. The strong wind brought by the sword formation merged with the snowstorm in the sky, and the chill was intertwined with killing intent, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

With no distractions, Yun Ran urged her inner breath to swim in her body for a small week, the surging blood gradually calmed down, and the dull suffocating pain in her chest also slowly dissipated.

The two people in the battle are now divided.

Yun Ran opened his eyes and saw the man in black half kneeling on the ground, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, the long sword was stuck on the ground, and the blade was deeply immersed in the snow.

The other hand was covering his chest, blood spilled out between his fingers, staining his pale fingers red, and then slowly sank into his black sleeve along his wrist.

His face was paler than before, and a smear of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But there was no pain on his face, and he didn't even move his eyebrows, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, or his body was already used to all kinds of pain.

Nangong Mo's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand pierced the man in black's throat mercilessly, with murderous intent.

Seeing that the man in black was about to splatter blood on the spot, Yun Ran shouted anxiously, "Don't kill him!"

Nangong Mo was stunned, and suddenly stopped the sword in his hand. He narrowed his black eyes and looked at Yun Ran puzzled, "Want to keep alive? Take him back...for interrogation?"

Nangong Mo thought, it should be like this.

So, he put away his long sword and walked towards the man in black, as if he wanted to capture him alive.

The eyes of the man in black moved undetectably, as silent as stagnant water.

A person who wanders on the tip of a knife all year round is like a ghost in the dark night, life and death are only a moment, and his soul will fly away at any time.

They know too many secrets of the organization, they are not allowed to defect, and they are not allowed to be captured. So, each of them had a poison hidden in their teeth.

As long as it is bitten, the throat will be sealed with blood.

When he was about to do this, Yun Ran suddenly stopped in front of Nangong Mo, "Yun Mo, let him go."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Nangong Mo and the man in black were all taken aback, looking at Yunran in disbelief.

Nangong Mo slowly narrowed his black eyes, his eyes were glimmering, his expression was gloomy and difficult to understand.

He stared closely at Yunran's eyes, and his voice was extremely low, as if he was suppressing the emotions in his eyes, "Why? He wants to kill you, but you want to let him go?"

The man in black was also looking at Yun Ran, and he seemed to want to know the answer.