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She didn't know about Ranbai's past.

Knowing that, only Ranbai is willing to show it.

I don't know anything else.

It has not been easy for Ranbai since she joined the blood clan. As a highness, she has to deal with a lot of things. She seldom teases and teases the people around her in her spare time. She focuses more on slaughtering the world and unifying the mountains and rivers.

She is ambitious.

To this world.

The sky of the blood clan has changed again and again. In countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, the first snow has fallen countless times. In the next few years, the reputation of His Highness the blood clan has changed.

Ranbai's indifference and indifference can't be changed. She caused turmoil in the world by herself. She has no taboos and unscrupulousness, just because of her own thoughts.

From now on, she will have a panoramic view of the country.

Always laughing and talking.

It seems to be born ruthless.

There is a saying among the people.

——His Royal Highness has the intention of sweeping the world, including the universe, encompassing the whole world, and swallowing the heart of the world.

It was another autumn, and the war continued.

Ranbai, the culprit, was holding a small stove in the room, looking at the scattered letters on the couch.

One envelope, one piece, read thousands of times.

There was a knock on the door, and Ranbai said to enter.

Ying Li strode in, shook his head under Ranbai's gaze, and said, "The three worlds have never seen... sir."

Ranbai calmly lowered his eyelashes, fiddled with the opened letter, and put it back again and again after unpacking it, repeating it several times, without any trouble, and said in a lazy and flat voice, "Then keep looking, until someone knows."

Yingli nodded, he never asked Ranbai any questions, no matter why he did it, or what to do, he would just do it directly, and leave the rest to Ranbai.

When Ying Li came out, he happened to meet Ming. The world has been in turmoil all these years, only because of one person, only the underworld is safe and sound, and thanks to the protection of the blood race, she just came back from the underworld, and when she saw Ying Li, she paused: "No news yet?"

"No."

"Your Highness is so persistent..."

"Your Highness naturally has His Highness's intentions." Ying Li didn't blink his eyes, he seldom smiled, his appearance was cold again, he only smiled when we got along in private, it was rare to see gentleness.

Ming stared at him with a frozen face: "I don't know, but I thought you had a crush on your highness for eight hundred years."

Ying Li immediately lowered his eyebrows: "Please don't talk nonsense, how can you make fun of His Highness's reputation."

This kind of joke is completely offensive and profane to Li, and should never appear on Ranbai.

When Ming walked into the room, he saw that Ranbai was opening the letter again, his brows and eyes were cold and turned into a teasing smile: "It turns out that your highness has always said that the person you are looking for is your husband?"

Ranbai glanced at her calmly, but said nothing.

"I have a question." Ming sat beside him.

"ask."

After Ranbai agreed, Ming looked at her, said quietly for a while, "What if you can't find it?"

A ruthless person like Ranbai has searched all over the six realms for so many years, only to find a person whose life and death are unknown.

Ming felt that it was incredible, but also felt that it should be so.

But year after year, this portrait is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any news.

She had seen the people in the portraits.

The white clothes are bright, and the gentleman is like an orchid.

Every stroke was written by Ranbai himself, with all his painstaking efforts.

"Why?" Ranbai looked down at the letter with unhurried eyes, and asked back with a cold-blooded and elegant profile.

Going up to Huangquan and down to the blue sky, day after day, year after year, the blood clan lives forever and never dies.

Why can't I find it.

There was a moment of silence.

Maybe that person is dead, maybe that person doesn't want to see you, maybe there are many possibilities, but in the end they were all swallowed up without saying anything.

In fact, to be honest, Ming was shocked when he saw the person in the portrait for the first time, and he couldn't even believe that he could be related to Ranbai. The contrast was too great, and he was not from the same world at all.

Ming asked the person who must be found in all directions, who is the person who is dyed white.

Ranbai only said one word.

—“He is my husband.”

For so many years, Ranbai only said this sentence, and didn't mention anything else, not mentioning Mr. Regardless of the past, even other people kept it secret.

Shall not dye white to agree, Ying Li and the others couldn't utter a single word.

Ming said slowly: "I will find it, I believe in you."

In recent years, only two things have caused a sensation in the Six Realms, and all of them are related to dyeing white.

One is the ambition of His Royal Highness, and the other is the person His Royal Highness is looking for.

Ranbai put down the stove, and put away the letters one by one, with calm and deep eyes.

The blood race is born without temperature, and its body is cold all year round. Dyeing white is a special case. She is afraid of cold, a problem developed since childhood.

But Ranbai didn't pay much attention to this problem, and when he remembered, he would run into the stove for a few days.

"Any thing else?"

Ming knew that this was driving someone away, "Okay, I'll go."

The blood clan is outside the territory, with majestic mountains and rushing rivers. That long river has witnessed the ups and downs of the blood clan, the world, the sun and the moon, and it is named Kanzhe.

Ranbai found a place to sit at random, leaning against the top of the rock, with one leg bent at will, in a loose red robe, her eyes reflected the rolling waves, the night sky in the distance.

The only sound left in my ears is the sound of the wind and the sound of waves hitting the shore, and the air seems to be lingering with the smell of sea salt.

She lowered her head and looked at the letters in her hand expressionlessly.

Suddenly he laughed.

She hasn't mentioned him to anyone these years, and he seems to have disappeared.

That year she saw him in front of her, his body was gone, his ashes were crushed.

——It’s just a shell.

He must be alive.

"It's you."

"gentlemen."

Many people told Ranbai that he was dead, which is really strange.

He's clearly been alive.

The willows on the moon, the sound of the waves, the river water in the middle of the night is like a dark blue treasure, slowly surging with silence and sadness, all eyes are a horizontal line, the sea and sky are the same color, unreachable.

Ranbai unpacked and folded the letter, stepped into the middle of the cold river step by step, the temperature was freezing in late autumn.

"It must be you."

"I won't admit my mistake."

Her face was smooth in the middle of the night, and half of her face was hidden in the shadows.

"You have accompanied me through so many worlds, why don't you want to see me now?"

"But it's okay—"

"I'll find you sooner or later."

Her tone was calm, revealing a trace of ruthlessness, which was inevitable and absolutely certain.

Then dyed white and smiled again, eyes like a bright moon, casually threw the letter in the river, watching it float up.

The Kanzhe River has existed for thousands of years. Although it is not in the capital, it has long been divided into the territory of the blood clan. Mr. Xiaoshi once led her here.

The soft sand, beautiful shells, the temperature of the sun and the golden color, as well as this Kanzhe River, outline a landscape painting.

He said that the other side of the river was his hometown.

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