He never thought about this scene, even if he treated him like that before, he never thought that he would die like this.

Since childhood, he has no mother, because his father is either in the Red Mansion or on the way to the Red Mansion.

In his long childhood, Mao Zheng was with him.

Although he didn't speak for the most part, it also gave him some kind of psychological comfort psychologically.

However, the good times didn't last long, and since Aunt Yatai was taken back to the house, Mao Zheng didn't accompany him.

He wants to accompany his mother.

Why does he have a mother? Why is his mother a concubine but can be in charge of the housekeeper?

When he became an adult, he finally realized that the Mao family was his.

He is the son-in-law, the eldest young master.

Only he is the head of the house!

Mao Zheng also doesn't have this qualification, he is just a concubine born to a concubine.

In front of him, it wasn't until the moment Mao Zheng fell that Mao Kuo realized that deep in his heart, this half-brother was the closest person.

Someone kinder than his father.

He never wanted Mao Zheng to die.

In these days of intertwined love and hate, he finally embarked on the most irreparable path.....

Until the last second of his death, Mao Zheng didn't look at him.

His brother......

Mao Kuo collapsed in despair, and in the end, he cried bitterly.

Xiao Yilin would not sympathize with him, because all of this was destroyed by him personally, even if it was to apologize for his sins with death.

A belated apology is cheaper than grass!

[Recovery.] 】

Xiao Yilin used his skills on Mao Zheng's corpse, but Mao Zheng on the ground didn't feel it at all.

Xiao Yilin picked him up, didn't look at Mao Kuo again, and walked out of the secret room directly.

On the willow tops of the moon, dark clouds gradually swallowed the faint moonlight.

Xiao Yilin hugged Mao Zheng's cold corpse and walked towards the inn.

Although Mao Zheng's body was as stiff and cold as dead, the blood bar on his head was not empty.

That proves that he's not dead.

So Xiao Yilin wasn't worried at all, why Mao Zheng hadn't been resurrected immediately.

Perhaps, he still needs to recover slowly.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and soon the streets and alleys were filled with the sound of gongs and drums.

People ran to tell each other, holding gongs, and banging at the sky.

Xiao Yilin stopped, slowly looked up, and saw that the already dull moonlight appeared with a black arc cutting surface.

It's like having a scimitar, cutting away the light of the moon little by little.

Where could the faint moonlight withstand such sharp erosion, slowly, it became less than half of the moon.

"Tengu eats the moon!"

The people shouted loudly, and with the beating of gongs and drums, it was very lively in this lonely night.

Xiao Yilin smiled, and just as he wanted to continue walking, he heard a voice of surprise and fear.

"What's that?"

"Look, is that a god descending to earth?"

"No, no, that's the tengu coming down to eat us!"

"Run....."

The crowd that was still lively just now suddenly ran in horror to the opposite place from Xiao Yilin.

There was a panicked person who didn't see Xiao Yilin when he ran, and collided directly with Xiao Yilin.

And Xiao Yilin was staring at the black shadow that seemed to fly out of the moon, and he didn't hide from this person in time.

The three of them fell to the ground together, especially Mao Zheng rolled on the ground a few times, and just fell next to the people's lanterns, and the faint light shone on the bloody hole in Mao Zheng's chest.

"Ah, murder!"

The people stared at Mao Zheng, who was pale, with wide eyes, and then looked at the blood stains on the hem of Xiao Yilin's clothes, and shouted in horror.

Xiao Yilin stood up and hurriedly went to see Mao Zheng, but didn't care about his words.

The others didn't pay attention to the man's shouting, and were busy running for their lives.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the man pretended to be calm, got up and didn't even want the lantern, and ran away.

Xiao Yilin first probed Mao Zheng's snort with his hand, and found that there was still no movement.

There wasn't much blood on his head, but when Xiao Yilin gave him healing skills, he didn't react at all.

I don't know what is going on, Xiao Yilin inevitably has some abruptness in his heart.

He repeatedly confirmed the introduction of the "recovery" skill in his mind, and it was indeed resurrection.

Moreover, the skill is already black and is cooling down ....

But why hasn't Mao Zheng woken up yet?

Xiao Yilin sighed, and was about to pick up Mao Zheng when a strong wind suddenly arose around him.

A familiar aura wrapped in a strong mist enveloped his body.

This long street was also instantly filled with mist.

Xiao Yilin placed an invisible shield around Mao Zheng, then stood up and looked in the direction of the moon again.

The black shadow that had just come down from the moon had stopped in mid-air dozens of meters away, and it was a purple sedan chair.

The purple sedan chair, the purple light veil surging with the wind, Xiao Yilin only vaguely saw that outside the sedan chair, there was a pot of white flowers that were blooming.

Before he had time to think about it, Xiao Yilin's back was cold, and then a warm breath sprayed behind the roots of his ears.

"Xiao Yilin, don't you think I have it?"

This charming and soft voice seemed to be teasing at the tip of his heart, making him itchy and a little resistant.

The familiar smell penetrates the nose and brings a burst of comfortable exhilaration.

There was a soft and boneless waist that slowly tightened from behind, and Xiao Yilin clearly felt that the soft, plump, and full roundness that had been held in his palm was against the back of his back.

With the movement of her arm, it slowly rubbed against each other.....

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Imperial Palace of the Da'an Empire.

The secret guard found traces of Xiao Yilin on the street, and immediately entered the palace and returned to Yuwen Ruiyan.

At this time, Yuwen Ruiyan had just woken up from his sleep, and he listened to the secret guard's report through the gauze tent.

"You mean, the tengu has come down to eat people?" asked Yuwen Ruiyan uncertainly.

"Yes, Xiao Yilin was holding a man, and the tengu who came down from under the moon in a sedan chair stopped above Xiao Yilin's head. ”

"What's the tengu!, can you see who is in the sedan chair?" Yuwen Ruiyan rubbed his eyebrows.

"I can't see it, I can only see a pot of flowers outside the sedan chair, as bright as the moon, and they all say that it is made of the moon that has been eaten. ”

"Can you still believe this kind of words? Pass on the order of the prince, take twenty Jingwei, and follow the prince to save Xiao Yilin. ”

Yuwen Ruiyan said, and began to put on his outer robe.

The secret guard went down to convey the order, and when Yuwen Ruiyan got dressed and went out, as soon as he walked to the gate, he saw Yuwen Mengyue rushing over.

"What are you doing here so late?" Yuwen Ruiyan frowned when he saw Yuwen Mengyue.