When Wen Yi walked into Linqiu City, Mo Liang had already returned to King Lin's Palace.

Li Xia looked at this city and felt like a world away.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat first. Wen Yi patted Li Xia on the shoulder, a picture I was familiar with.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Jinhua looked at the door of the restaurant and shouted: "Dad, here comes again, it seems that there is no need to lose money today, our family does not need to drink the northwest wind!"

……

"Give. ”

Mo Liang handed a pot of wine through the wooden sill.

The people in the prison sneered: "What are you doing here?"

Mo Liang glanced at the man, and from the ragged clothes with blood stains, he could see that he was having a bad time these days.

"Li Chuan. Mo Liang said, "Wine can relieve pain." ”

Tan Yishui pointed to the injuries on his body and still sneered: "Why pretend?"

Mo Liang was slightly silent: "Then why should you have trouble with yourself." ”

Tan Yishui turned his head away.

"Don't you want to know what's going on outside?" Mo Liang sighed softly, and his voice was scarce, "Li Ze is dead, I killed it with my own hands." ”

Mo Liang's voice was calm, and he always seemed to be able to use the thinnest and coolest tone to tell the most heart-wrenching words.

Sure enough, Tan Yishui's eyes fell on his face, staring at him deadly, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"His body is in the bamboo garden where you went last time, and no one has collected the body so far. Mo Liang's voice was still calm, with a faint banter in his eyes.

"You ......" Tan Yishui held the wooden sill and seemed to want to rush out, but it was all in vain.

Mo Liang glanced at him.

"You don't have to be too sad. His voice was extremely serious, "because the saddest things are yet to come." ”

Mo Liang shook the jar of wine: "Really?"

Tan Yishui's eyes were split, and he looked at Mo Liang deadly: "You will be punished!"

Mo Liang was slightly stunned: "Retribution, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Look over there, do you know who the person who came in a few days late for you is? Yu Mian, now Yu Mian's younger brother who is not a weapon and just wants to wander the mountains and rivers. Then he shook his head, and said mockingly, "You know what, your beloved princess, my sister, she is about to lose." It is said that the king of Yu is also very affectionate, and when he heard that his own brother fell into the hands of the king, he immediately used an army of 700,000 to help the king attack the world. ”

"In addition, I killed the old Dan King as Ning'er at the beginning, and now the Dan King Danxue also hates Ning'er so much, so I have to add the 200,000 troops of the Dan Kingdom. He looked at Tan Yishui, quite helpless, "You know better than me about the military ahead, you say, can you still win the princess you love?"

Tan Yishui quickly understood the current battle situation, and let out an unwilling roar like a beast from his mouth.

Mo Liang continued, and the banter in his voice gradually became undisguised: "She lost, what are you people holding onto? The state of Chu has long since died, and it has been dead for eleven years, so why bother struggling in vain, it's me, I've already given up, don't you think all this is ridiculous?"

"What qualifications do you have to mention the Chu Kingdom?" Tan Yishui shouted with red eyes.

Mo Liang's voice was serious, without thinking: "Because I am the son of the Chu State." ”

Tan Yishui spat at Mo Liang with a mouthful of blood.

Mo Liang took out a piece of cloth and wiped it off calmly.

"Really, it's not interesting at all. He spread his hands. With that, he pushed the wine jug forward until he approached Tan Yishui.

"In life, why carry so many heavy burdens, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow. He seemed to be quite complacent about Tan Yishui's current situation, and his voice was full of mockery and banter.

As the words fell, he straightened out his black shirt and got up to leave.

"Although there is some autumn on this day, but the summer has not disappeared, but I pity your eldest brother's violent corpse bamboo forest......"

Tan Yishui's heart was depressed, he picked up the jar of wine left by Mo Liang and smashed it on the ground.

On the other side, Yu Mian, who had listened to all the conversations, was puzzled in his heart. Mo Liang has also been here a few times these days, and he has found out some of Mo Liang's temperament.

The man had a thin temperament, and he spoke with a kind of blandness that seemed to be beyond life and death, and such mockery and banter seemed particularly deliberate.

It's just that the bystanders are confused, and Tan Yishui is obviously impossible to hear this.

But when the wine jar shattered on the ground, Tan Yishui was stunned.

In the shattered jar of wine, two keys of very old colors fell.

Suddenly, Tan Yishui's heart calmed down fiercely.

……

After Mo Liang got out of prison, all the mockery and banter on his face disappeared, and he was as calm as ever.

But there are some differences.

If Wen Yi is here, it can probably be seen that the ink coolness at this moment is hidden under the calm, which is a kind of nostalgia.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, but the nostalgia gradually dissipated, turning into a kind of relief.

These emotions are well masked by calm, but they are there.

"It's finally coming to an end. Mo Liang looked at the sky and muttered softly.

A dark shirt covered all the darkness, and he walked in it with the thinnest of hearts.

It's finally coming to an end.

The end he left for himself.

After a few turns, Mo Liang walked to the bed.

In front of him was a secret passage.

He sat like this, watching quietly, for a long, long time.

Eventually, he got up and walked in.

He had been waiting for this step for eleven years.

……

When he walked out of the other end of the tunnel, it was a mass grave, the sky was a little dark, and a black shirt blended him into the night well.

So Wen Yi, who was standing on the other side of the mass grave, didn't see the person walking slowly through the night.

Sometimes, some things just pass by.

Mo Liang's mind came up with a conversation with Feng Xuan.

“…… Do you really like Shang Wenyi?"

“…… Why not?"

“…… But this kind of love has no end. ”

“…… So, I'm not going to give her nostalgia. ”

……

Just passed by like this, Mo Liang thought, he has always been such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

He promised to wait for her to return, but it was just an excuse for her to leave.

After all, he still lost her.