readx;“ Pick off. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Mo Chenyan was a little displeased, and pulled off the silver mask on Ling Caiwei's face.

Ling Caiwei pouted unhappily: "Why don't you let me wear it?" This mask is so beautiful, didn't you give it to me?"

Mo Chenyan looked at the plum branches and branches carved on the side of the mask, or the plum blossoms that bloomed or budded, and was silent.

Ling Caiwei was afraid that he wouldn't speak, usually there were only two of them on the mountain, if he didn't speak, the whole cave would listen to her chattering alone, and there was an echo, the more she listened, the more lonely she became.

She tugged at Mo Chenyan's sleeve: "This mask is so precious, if you don't wear it, you won't wear it." Hello back. I wear this. ”

Ling Caiwei shook the veil in her hand and covered her face briskly.

Mo Chenyan thought for a moment and put the mask into his arms.

"Let's go. ”

He strode forward, Ling Caiwei pursed his lips and muttered "stingy", and then stepped up his pace to follow him.

A short walk away, there was a horse-drawn carriage parked on the side of the road. When the coachman saw the figure of Mo Chenyan, he hurriedly jumped out of the car and respectfully called the patriarch.

"Patriarch, which clan are you?"

Ling Caiwei asked him curiously, and the coachman saw that the person following behind him was Ling Caiwei, and respectfully wanted to call her, but was stopped by Mo Chenyan's sharp eyes.

The coachman lifted the curtain, and Ling Caiwei and Mo Chenyan got into the carriage one after another.

She sat in the car and still asked him vigorously, but Mo Chenyan was silent with the usual tricks against her.

Ling Caiwei sat in the car and looked at the constantly changing scenery outside, gradually forgetting what she wanted to ask him just now, only feeling that the scenery in front of her seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember what she had seen.

**

The carriage traveled like this for more than a few days, and gradually drove into a deep mountain on the border of the Patriotic Empire.

"After crossing this mountain, we will enter the territory of the country, it is getting late, do you want to find a place to rest?" the coachman stopped and asked for ink dust.

Mo Chenyan looked at Ling Caiwei, who was leaning on his side, sleeping soundly. In the afternoon, he bought her a white chopped chicken before entering the mountain, and she ate a lot, and when she was full, she fell asleep, and now she has not woken up.

He decided not to wake her up, and told the coachman, "Keep on your way." ”

In the second half of the night, the moonlight slowly disappeared behind the clouds, the mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk, and the car was very bumpy.

Ling Caiwei felt in a daze that she had a thick coat on her body, squinted her eyes and asked Mo Chenyan vaguely, "Where are we?"

Mo Chenyan touched her hair: "Sleep, wake up to defend the country." ”

As long as there is ink dust and smoke by her side, she always feels down-to-earth and at ease, and she can live a heartless life every day.

Ling Caiwei let out an "um" and fell asleep again.

After some time, she suddenly woke up from her dream and found that the carriage had stopped, and the ink dust and smoke were not on the car. Fierce fighting could be heard in the distance.

The night in the mountains was cool and shady, Ling Caiwei's first reaction when she jumped out of the carriage was cold, she hugged her body tightly, looking for the sound of fighting, walking and walking, she suddenly tripped over something under her feet and almost fell to the ground.

She looked down and saw that it was a person lying on the ground, she felt that the dress was familiar, and looked at the man's face by the moonlight, so frightened that she sat on the ground with a scream.

Lying on the ground was the driver who drove the car for them, and he was bleeding from all his knots, and the person was no longer saved.

Ling Caiwei looked at his terrifying death and was stunned.

Her scream alarmed the masked man who was fighting not far in front of her, Ling Caiwei noticed that she was not moving, and looked up at the front, but saw the scene she didn't want to see the most.

Mo Chenyan was injured, and his white clothes, which had always been spotless, were covered with blood.

He heard her scream, and he was distracted, and an enemy sword could have pierced him in the abdomen.

Ling Caiwei listened to the sound of the sword being drawn, and it hurt like a whip beating her heart.

"Don't. She ran over crying, trying to get rid of the bad guys who were going to kill Mo Chenyan, who suddenly shouted at her loudly: "Don't come here, run away, get out of here." ”

The tears in Ling Caiwei's eyes blurred her vision, and when she heard the roar of Mo Chenyan, she came back to her senses and stopped.

One of the masked men said, "Don't leave your mouth alive. ”

Immediately, someone ran towards Ling Caiwei with a sword.

She glanced at Mo Chenyan, who was bent over to cover her stomach, and didn't know for a moment whether to turn around and run away, or to save him.

However, how could she save him if she had the power to restrain the chicken.

Mo Chenyan's eyes are full of sorrow, fool, why are you running here?

Ling Caiwei's heart was also painful, she couldn't watch him die.

Knowing the courage to take it, she picked up a scimitar beside the coachman on the ground, screamed and slashed at the masked man who had come to kill her.

"Ink dust and smoke are going to die together. ”

Ling Caiwei closed her eyes and waved the knife in her hand, only to hear an oops, the masked man was somehow slashed in the arm by her, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.

Suddenly, she felt someone grab her hand and run for her life in one direction.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Chenyan holding her stomach with one hand and pulling her in front of her with the other.

The masked man in the back gave hot pursuit.

She saw a lot of blood coming out of her inky fingers, dripping onto her clothes and dripping onto the grass.

"Mo Chenyan, you shed a lot of blood. She was dragged by him, and her tone turned to crying because she was so frightened and distressed.

"Don't speak. If I can't, you'll run on your own. Run until no one is chasing. He said a lot of words in one breath, and Ling Caiwei only heard him say "I can't do it anymore."

Her heart was even more frightened, he couldn't do it, so what should she do?

She only knows him alone in this world, and he can't die.

Thinking of this, Ling Caiwei grabbed Mo Chenyan's hand tightly, for fear that he would suddenly let go of her and stop running.

Mo Chenyan used his last strength to escape from the enemy's clutches with Ling Caiwei, seeing that the enemy was about to catch up, at the last moment, Mo Chenyan pushed Ling Caiwei behind him, he took out nothing from his body, and with a wave of his hand, the two masked people who couldn't dodge fell to the ground.

Mo Chenyan took Ling Caiwei's hand and continued to run forward.

It's just that they don't run anymore.

For some reason, the two of them ran to a cliff, and one more step would be the end of falling to pieces.

"What should I do?" Ling Caiwei looked back at the pursuers, then at the pale ink dust, decisively let go of his hand, and when he ran with both hands raised, he kept holding the weapon in his hand that he hadn't thrown away, and shouted at the chasing soldier: "Don't come over, whoever dares to come will kill whoever comes!"

She bluffed her knife.

Mo Chenyan grabbed her and spit out a sentence bitterly: "I'm sorry." This sentence almost made Ling Caiwei cry.

"You're not sorry for me. Don't apologize. We live and die together. ”

Mo Chenyan's eyes flashed, and he snatched the knife in her hand and slashed at the enemy.

She could see that Mo Chenyan's body was gradually losing his body, and he retreated more and more, gradually retreating to her side.

"Hand over the stuff. Give it up, and you won't die. ”

"Dreaming. ”

Mo Chenyan took Ling Caiwei's hand, finished the dream, turned around and jumped down the mountain.

Ling Caiwei was not afraid at all. She would rather die with him than fall into the hands of the masked man.

The wind in her ears was whistling, she just wanted to say something bold to Mo Chenyan, suddenly felt a pain in her body, and the whole person lost consciousness, before she closed her eyes, she heard Mo Chenyan seem to be saying: "Live well, go and find ......"

What are you looking for? How can she live well? They should go to Huangquan together, you die, how can I live?

(To be continued.) )