In a trance, Mo Wen heard someone shouting to himself: "Ask, wake up! Ask, wake up!"

Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the surroundings were white, and a figure not far away made Mo Wen unable to hold back tears, and he struggled desperately to run over: "Mother!"

But no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that he was only ten steps away, but he couldn't jump over, only to see the figure smile slightly: "Ask, you want to be good, my mother is watching you from the sky!"

"Mother!!" Mo Wen let out a wail! Immediately, another familiar figure appeared in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Master Mo, wake up!"

Mo Wen's voice trembled a little: "Purple ...... Zi Yao?"

"Master Mo, wake up quickly. ”

"Where have you been all these years? Do you know that I have had a hard time looking for you!"

"Master Mo, I'm sorry, I have my troubles! take care, don't look for me......"

"Zi Yao!!"

Mo Wen opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a slender palm fixed on his mask, Mo Wen immediately grabbed this hand and exclaimed bitterly: "Shura, you hurt me." ”

Mo Wen saw that the owner of this palm was Zi Yao, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Miss Zi Yao, what were you going to do just now?"

Zi Yao's eyes were a little evasive: "No, it's nothing, I just saw that you have been asleep, and you are still screaming...... I just want to see you. ”

Mo Wen sat up, the pain of the wound on his body was like tearing, but it did not affect Mo Wen's movements at all: "Thank you for saving me." ”

Zi Yao sighed: "It's not me who saved you, it's Zhao Tianqi who saved you, when he led the troops to kill, he saw you being surrounded, and then he rescued you." ”

Mo Wen nodded: "That's also the time of your notification, otherwise I'm afraid I will die in the enemy camp." ”

After speaking, Mo Wen stood up and slowly walked out of the room, Zi Yao suddenly said, "Shura!"

"Miss Zi Yao is still in trouble?"

"Do we know each other?"

Mo Wen shuddered: "Miss Ziyao said that she laughed, we all work for Madame, so naturally we know each other." ”

"You know if I'm not asking this, I mean, did we know each other before?" Zi Yao's eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Wen's back, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, but Zi Yao was not sure, she asked herself that there were only a handful of men she knew, and she stayed by Mrs. Qin's side all day long, and there was probably only one man who could enter her heart.

Mo Wen turned his head: "Miss Ziyao, if I'm not mistaken, we shouldn't have known each other before." ”

"Oh, yes!"

"If nothing else, I'll go and rest. ”

Zi Yao smiled: "Mr. Shura, when you were in a coma just now, you kept calling my name, and you are asking me where I have been for so many years? Mr. Shura, you won't tell me that there is a woman with the same name and surname as me in this world, right?"

Mo Wen's footsteps did not stop, he left quickly, and when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, the sound of a sword unsheathed came from behind him.

The voice was so familiar to Mo Wen that he didn't even look back, so he blurted out: "Zang Feng!"

The tip of the Tibetan Blade Sword in Zi Yao's hand was against the back of Mo Wen's neck: "Shura, who are you?"

Mo Wen smiled slightly: "I can't remember the name before, but now I am Shura, the vengeful Shura!"

"Stop!"

Mo Wen's body flashed, the person had disappeared, Zi Yao stomped his feet angrily, returned the sword to the sheath, with a trace of unwillingness and sadness in his eyes, unwilling Mo Wen didn't tell him anything!

Zi Yao shook the sword in her hand, walked back to the room, sat at the table without saying a word, and after half a day, she stood up, left a note, packed some things, and walked out of the yard.

Mo Wen recuperated for seven days in a row, and his injuries improved, so he wanted to leave, he didn't dare to see Zi Yao in the past few days, he knew that Zi Yao had begun to doubt herself, although she didn't know her identity, but she was afraid that she would see too much and be seen flawed.

"Mr. Shura! Looks like he's getting better. ”

Just when Mo Wen was thinking nonsense, Zhao Tianqi arrived, and Mo Wen smiled slightly: "How can the prince have time to come and see me?"

"Haha, Mr. Shura, you are the hero of this battle, not only killed Chimuha with your own strength, but also provided assistance to our army to defeat the enemy army, I should have come to visit Mr. Shura a long time ago, but during this time I have been busy consolidating the city defense and clearing the remnants, so it is too late. ”

Mo Wen put away his smile: "I'm not a hero, I just took your money and killed someone for you." ”

Zhao Tianqi just nodded slightly: "Yes, anyway, it was Mr. Shura who asked Miss Zi Yao to send a letter to this king, right?"

"By the way, there's no charge for this!"

Zhao Tianqi looked at Shura a little cold, although he didn't care about it, he was also choked and speechless: "Then since this is the case, this king will not disturb Mr. Shura's rest." ”

Mo Wen looked at Zhao Tianqi and turned away, and said: "Lord Wang, it's really troublesome for the Lord these days, but the matter is over here, I should also go, I was originally going to resign from the Lord Wang, but since the Lord is here, I will save trouble." ”

"What? Mr. Shura is leaving? But your injuries ......."

"It's nothing big anymore. ”

"This ...... Maybe the king of this book will order someone to prepare some entanglements for Mr. later, and ......"

"No need! ”

After speaking, Mo Wen jumped out of the courtyard and ran towards Zi Yao's residence.

After arriving, I found that Zi Yao had been away for many days, Mo Wen picked up the note on the table, only to see that it was written, "Mr. Shura, I have something to leave, please Mr. Shura must stay far away and wait for me, Zi Yao!"

Mo Wen frowned, counted the days, and looked at the dust in the room, Zi Yao had been away for at least six or seven days, and it should be the day she forced herself to ask herself.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and unconsciously the note in his hand was also crumpled into a ball, and finally when Mo Wen returned to the courtyard, Zhao Tianqi's people also sent him over: "Mr. Shura, this is the ...... that my lord ordered to use on the road for Mr."

Mo Wen waved his hand: "No need, tell the prince, I may have to bother for a few more days." ”

"Ah, yes, yes, the slave will go back to the prince!"