"Hey, brother, are you okay?" Mo still subconsciously touched his forehead, but this touch startled, could this person have a fever!

At this moment, I don't know what happened to Mo Yan's side, there is another "drag oil bottle" here, Mo still sighed, and said: "Who made the girl Mo still have a good heart, you can rest assured, Mo will still be responsible for you." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Ahem, that's bothering the girl."

"Ah, didn't you pass out?"

“……”

He propped himself up and began to undress slowly, Mo was still shocked: "You, you, what are you doing!" Although I said that I would be responsible for you, but, however, I didn't say that I would promise you personally......"

He paused, and his words were full of smiles: "The girl misunderstood, I have a fever, and I want to wipe my body with river water to cool down." ”

Mo still coughed embarrassedly: "Oh, hehe, I know, I know." Mo still turned his head, trying not to be so embarrassed, there was a puddle not far away, Mo still ran to wet the handkerchief and ran back, handed it to him, "You rest, the errand business is handed over to Mo Yi." He took the handkerchief and said nothing, and Mo still consciously sat behind a tree not far from him.

"Hey, who are you, why did you appear on this mountain in the middle of the night?"

After a while, he said, "What about you, why are you?" A girl's house, not staying at home, what are you doing in this barren mountain and wilderness? ”

I don't know what kind of mentality Mo still wants to tease him: "Me? I heard that there is a fox fairy on this mountain, who can bring people back to life and help people realize their wishes, and I came here for this reason. ”

"Wish?" He smiled and said, "You little girl, what can you wish for?" It's nothing more than finding a wishful man, holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son. ”

Mo still pursed his lips, looking down on him a little: "I said that you are also a young man with strong martial arts, why are you so short-sighted?" Mo still looks like the kind of girl who can pass through her life ordinarily? ”

He sneered and said, "Hmm...... Indeed, not quite like. ”

"Tell me about you, why did you come to Nanshan?"

"Me? Like you, I came here for my own wishes. ”

Mo still knew that his remarks were also nonsense, so he asked him with a sneer: "Yo, what is your wish?" After a long silence, he didn't know when he had already sat next to Mo Yi, and lowered his voice: "Mo Yi's wish...... He paused, and instantly lowered his voice: "I can't tell you this." ”

Mo still glanced at him: "Stingy." ”

"You just said you were a good-hearted little girl?" Mo still neither admitted nor denied it, waiting for his next words: "Girl, can you help me ......"

"No, no, no! You heard me wrong, I just said that I was a bad-hearted girl. Mo still admired himself, and instantly rejected his request.

“……”

Mo was still secretly happy to get back a game for himself, peeked at him a few times, and the two wounds on his back were faintly black, so he asked, "Are you poisoned?" He nodded, as if he already knew it. These wounds were bitten by the wolf king, and I heard that the poison on the wolf king's teeth is not fatal, but it is enough to paralyze people. In retrospect, his two wounds were more or less bitten to save Mo Yi, and he felt a little guilty.

Mo still looked at him seriously: "This brother, Mo is still just a meeting in Pingshui, you don't have to do this......"

He just chuckled, as if comforting: "You don't have to mind, life or death, I don't think it's that important." ”

Mo still re-examined this person and sighed, weird, what a weirdo! I knew that Mo should have listened to the fortune teller today: Today's murder is not suitable for going out.

The fire on the top of the mountain is extinguished, and it is particularly clear on this dark South Mountain. The man also noticed the movement and said lightly: "Wolves, go in that direction." Mo was still about to speak, when there was a sudden commotion around him, and the leaves and bushes rustled, could there be something? Mo still wanted to cry without tears, and regained his vigilance, the unknown thing in the darkness was about to move, Mo still secretly screamed badly, only to see a black shadow rushing in front of the man. What made Mo still dumbfounded was still behind, and the "black shadow" actually knelt down! With a bang, the black shadow knelt directly in front of the man: "The subordinates are late, please punish the son." ”

The man glanced at Mo and then said lightly: "It's okay, this time is just right." ”

This man's aura has completely changed! Mo was still happy, it seems that this person is a terrible person, the black shadow set up the man, the two turned around to leave, the man paused, turned back and asked Mo Yi: "Aren't you leaving?" ”

Mo was about to rush to the top of the mountain, when he saw him ask Mo Yi, he turned around, looked relaxed, shook his arm and turned his waist: "Me?" I'm not leaving, I've eaten too much tonight, I'm going to blow the wind here, do exercises, hehe, hehehe......"

The man gave Mo Yi a strange look, didn't say anything, he nodded, and turned to leave. Suddenly, at that moment, the short sword in Mo Yi's hand reflected a cold light, and the man reached out to block it, glanced at the short sword in Mo Yi's hand and said, "It's a good sword." ”

Waiting for the two of them to be seen, Mo Yan hurriedly ran up, and saw Mo Yan and a woman in red from a distance, stopping to look at each other. At this time, Mo Yan's anger didn't come to one place, Mo was still alone (not alone, there was also a "drag oil bottle") was almost tired to death killing wolves in the middle of the mountainside, but Mo Yan was here with Jia! Person! Private! Yes! I was really angry that Mo was still close, and when Mo was still close, he found a big tree to sit on it, looking at the firelight below.

It's just that the current situation is far more complicated than Mo still thinks, there are already a lot of wolf corpses under his feet, Mo Yan raised his knife and fell, only to hear a roar and kill a few snow wolves. A woman in red, dressed in an exotic dress, stood not far away and looked at Mo Yan carefully, with some appreciation in her eyes. The woman put down the recorder and took two steps forward, the blood stained her fair skin without touching the slightest, and the silver bells on her ankles echoed in the mountains with her movements.

The young girl's eyes hooked, looked at Mo Yan not far away, and smiled: "I have heard that the men of the Central Plains are brave and good at fighting, but when I see it today, it is really extraordinary." ”

Mo Yan glanced at him lightly and said disdainfully: "I have also heard for a long time that women in southern Xinjiang are ruthless, and when I see it today, hum, it is also worthy of its reputation." ”

The woman was not angry, she covered her mouth with her hand and laughed in a low voice, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Mo Yan carefully, and her voice was crisp and clean: "Hey, my name is Honglian, what's your name?" ”

Mo Yan couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the woman like a flower, then reacted, frowned, and raised his sword to point at the woman: "Demon girl, you are a femme fatale, and you deserve to know my name?" ”

Red Lotus put away her smile, a little angry, and said "boring", the silver whip came out of her hand, one by one like a boneless silver snake, Red Lotus's body turned lightly, and in the blink of an eye, she was already entangled with Mo Yan.

Mo still stretched out on the tree, happily watching the good show below. These two people fought, although Red Lotus was pressed tightly, his martial arts were far from Mo Yan, on the other hand, Mo Yan should have been able to fight with ease, but he was a little cramped, as the saying goes, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and now it seems that this "common saying" is really true

The two fought hotly, Honglian suddenly smiled slyly, and a crescent scimitar appeared out of thin air in his left hand, and when he was surprised, Honglian made a beautiful turn, and between the lightning and flint, the sleeve of Mo Yan's left arm was torn apart.

"You demon girl......" Before she finished speaking, Honglian hooked the corners of her mouth, and suddenly raised her hand, and a pink round object flew towards Mo Yan, Mo Yan's arm blocked, and the "round object" fell to the ground.

This, this, this! The "round object" on the ground is a pale pink purse! Mo still couldn't help but sigh, the alien woman really acted generously and dared to love and hate, when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, extraordinary!

Honglian pouted dissatisfiedly: "What, I often hear A-Niang say that the humble son of the Central Plains man is as gentle as jade, hum, has the humble son treated the girl's family like this?" Red Lotus's watery eyes glanced at him: "I don't care, I have already thrown the purse I sewn with my own hands to you, and you must not show mercy to other women in the future." ”

The plot is developing too fast, Mo Zhen's thinking can't keep up, let alone Mo Yan, he looked at the purse in front of him stupidly, his face turned pale.

Honglian approached: "You remember, I am Honglian, the daughter of the patriarch of the Miao Wu clan in Southern Xinjiang. After that, it was a seductive smile, not to mention Mo Yan, even Mo was still stunned, this little girl is not very old, but this charm has been learned to the peak.

"The one who watched the play on the tree should also come down." After speaking, his eyes were horizontal, and a hidden weapon flew towards Mo Yi, and in a daze, Mo still didn't have time to dodge, only to see that this dart was stiff...... Shot missed.

I'm leaving......" After speaking, she glanced at Mo Yan again, and then reluctantly turned to leave. Mo Yan picked up the purse on the ground, thoughtfully, Mo was still so shocked that he fell from the tree all of a sudden, rubbed his injured buttocks, and saw that the ice cube had not yet come to his senses, so he shouted: "Hey, hey, don't look, what are you looking at when everyone is gone!" Mo Yan came back to his senses and coughed twice as a thief.

Mo still smiled at him with bad intentions: "Yo, this purse has also been collected, and you let people go so easily?" ”

"Poor Kou Mo chases, besides," he glanced at Mo still "She's not alone." ”

Mo still nodded knowingly, Mo Yan pursed his mouth, was silent for a long time, looked at the cave in front of him, his eyes became more and more serious, Mo was still flustered, suddenly remembered something, raised his feet and ran towards the hole.

The dusty memories swept over like a storm, and he sneered in his heart, this mountain, this cave, Mo is still back.

Suzhou does not snow often, and occasionally a few snowflakes drift in winter, but the heavy snow that day is the biggest one since Mo still has an impression.

His dark blue boots were embroidered with special lines, and Mo still struggled to raise his head, looking up at his handsome face and indifferent eyes. He was dressed in a silver-white fox fur coat, his black hair was tied up at will, and he held an oil-paper umbrella, standing not far from Mo Yi.

"Take me away." Mo still grabbed the corner of his clothes, and he didn't make any moves.

"Why?" His lips opened slightly, looking at Mo Yi indifferently, looking indifferently at everything in front of him.

"I want to live."

"Want to live?" He suddenly sneered: "Do you know that sometimes being alive is a kind of torture, and dying, but it is a relief. ”

"Mo still wants to live."

He squatted down and half-shouted, "Would you like to come with me?" ”

"I do."

There was no hesitation, no asking who he was, no asking where he was going, the only wish was to survive. That day, Mo still met him, that day, he picked up the six-year-old Mo still back, that day, his snow-white fox fur and handsome face were not only reflected in Mo Yi's eyes but also imprinted in Mo Yi's heart. At that time, Mo still thought that even if he gave his life, he would repay him.

Later, he sent Mo Yi to Nanshan, saying, "Only the best people are qualified to come to Mo Yi." ”

So, Mo still began to work hard, working hard, in order to be able to come to him one day. It's just that the strictness of the training is far beyond Mo Yi's imagination, the companions around him died one after another, and they were sent one after another, at that time, Mo still understood that in his eyes, Mo still had no difference from those people, but Mo still didn't care. Miraculously, after three years of training, Mo still survived, and the more than 300 orphans who were sent here at the beginning are now only 30 left.

Mo was divided into six groups and locked in a large iron cage, and the trainers told Mo that if they wanted to survive, they had to kill each other, and only those who survived could be selected to go to his side. I don't know if it's a coincidence or deliberately, Mo is still locked up with his only friend in the past three years. In the past three years, Mo still relied on each other, supported each other, and tried their best to survive until now, and they even wanted to kill each other to live for themselves.

At first, no one was willing to kill their companions, but as time passed, they didn't give Mo Yi water or food, and finally, someone broke down. I don't know who was the first to roar, and everyone began to fight, releasing the most primitive desire, killing.

There was nothing else they could do but kill. That day was Mo Zhen's nightmare, an eternal nightmare.

Mo still killed Mo Yi's only friend with his own hands, and the funny thing is that Mo still has long forgotten her name.

Mo still has survived one yesterday after another, but there is no tomorrow, Mo still said that if you leave Nanshan, you will share the hardships and hardships with the rich and noble, but the Mo still have the hardships together, but not with the wealth, the Mo still said that they will live and die together, but Mo is still alive, but she is dead.

Her blood spread to Mo Yi's feet, and such a fresh life was annihilated in Mo Yi's hands, and her flower-like life had fallen before it could unfold. The corners of her mouth were dyed with a touch of red, and there was a kind of bewitching beauty.

Mo still remembers what she said to Mo at that moment.

"You hate me."