A sword, a dazzling sword light. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A sword, a burst of brilliant sparks.

Pointe to the ground, retreat!

Like a snake spitting out its core, it pierces directly!

The wind is whistling on the side, and the sword flowers that are constantly being pulled up, overlapping and intertwined, appear to be virtual and real in this fight suppressed by inexplicable grief.

To the uninformed, it was just a very good fight.

In the eyes of Li Mu'er and Mo En, this may be the closest they have come to after the separation of the small room in King Jing's Mansion.

Mo En's face was cold, but his eyes were always aimed at the back of Li Mu'er's blood-colored hand wrapped in gauze from time to time, and he was indescribably disappointed.

Such a complicated look made Li Mu'er suddenly wander in such an environment where she couldn't make the slightest mistake. In her ears, a trance sounded the words she had said when she looked at her in prison that day, the words that she had left out for some reason......

I picked it up by my stepfather on the side of the street.

Since I was a child, I have known that only with a father-in-law can I be, and without a father-in-law, there would be no me.

But my father-in-law is a eunuch, and he can't take me into the palace. I was raised by him in the mansion outside the palace, and trained like an ordinary guard.

So I knew that only when I beat people down, they would respectfully call me "Young Master", and my father-in-law would look at me happily and say "Call my father-in-law". Otherwise, I'm just a wild seed.

Actually, I know that I'm not a wild species, and I also have parents. My parents abandoned me when they were at their poorest, and then opened a noodle stall in the streets of the capital, looking for me every day.

But I am no longer their child, and I have only recognized him from the day my father-in-law picked me up.

Thankfully, I didn't let him down.

I can be more ruthless than any of his men, and I can be faithful to whatever he commands.

Therefore, only I am worthy of calling him a father-in-law, and I am worthy of his surname "Wang".

Wang Moen, this is my real name. Wang Moen, don't forget. Ever since I called this name, I'm destined to have no fate with you like today, right?

What about you, your real name is Li Mu'er, do you know why?

"I think it's because the Xihe faction passes on men but not women, and my father wants a boy, so he calls me Mu'er."

Li Mu'er's inexplicable words were like a sudden lightning and thunder, which made Mo En stunned.

Mu'er ......

The two of them couldn't make a move, and they were stunned, and they didn't notice the black shadow slowly approaching behind them. By the time Mo En saw it clearly, the figure had already stabbed at Li Mu'er's back with a sudden sword.

"Be careful!"

Li Mu'er is trying to suppress Mo En with a trick Feiyan Rank, how do you know the mutation behind it? Mo En had no choice but to take her move - the two sword qi collided, making a "ding" sound, and the cyan sword was shaken out of his hand.

Then, almost at the last moment, Mo En pounced on Li Mu'er and turned around suddenly.

"Hmm......"

With a muffled snort, the sound of two sharp swords piercing into the flesh......

"Young master?!"

"Morne!"

"Hurry up and protect the boss!"

There was a commotion all around.

Li Mu'er's heart was stirred by this accident and hustle and bustle, and it contracted suddenly.

He looked up blankly, just in front of Shang Moen's relieved eyes, and the blood that kept spilling from the corners of his lips.

Looking downward, the phoenix sword was inserted in his chest, and the tip of the sword inserted behind him happened to be side by side, and it was impressive.

"Morne ......"

"Hmm......" He just answered softly, and he couldn't support it anymore, leaning on Li Mu'er's body, and slid down weakly.

Li Mu'er had no choice but to help him and sit on the ground with him.

In this way, Mo En was able to lean on Li Mu'er's shoulder, and the two seemed to hug each other, and relaxed a little.

But the *** that could be touched by the palm of his hand kept reminding Li Muer that he was not easy.

"Mo En......" The eyes gradually moistened, and Li Mu'er, who had always been sharp-toothed, didn't know what else to say at the moment.

"Well," Mo En nodded, put his lips close to Li Mu'er's ear, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what is the happiest thing in my life?" ”

"Mo En......" Li Mu'er hung her head deeply, as if she wanted to bury her head in his neck, but she didn't dare to spit out a word.

"One of the happiest things in my life is to watch you dance under the Gongsun tree. When I die, you'll bury me under that tree and let me go back to that moment, okay? ”

That year, the apricot leaves were rui, and they didn't know each other that year, she was just Shen Yingzhong, a female bachelor who left the palace, and he was just Mo En, the little entourage of King Jing.

"Morne ......"

"Do you regret knowing me?"

"Morne ......"

"I've never regretted it......"

"Morne ......"

A few words, but it seems to have gone through a long life. But no matter how long a life is, there will be an end to it. Frowning, Mo En raised his hand with difficulty to cover it slightly, opened his eyes slightly, and vaguely recognized the chaotic battle situation behind Li Mu'er.

Wang Zhi was dragged by several disciples of the Xihe Sect, but he did not forget to look at him frequently.

I'm sorry father-in-law, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you anymore in the future...... He vaguely thought that he wanted to see more clearly, but the sun was dazzling, and the pain and weakness in his body came over him, and he was so drowsy that it became difficult to even lift his eyelids.

"Mu'er ......" Is that her? He spoke weakly, "In today's battle, if you win, my father-in-law will have nothing." He is old, and it is difficult for him to make a comeback, can you promise me to let him go? ”

"Okay." Almost without the slightest hesitation, Li Mu'er replied categorically with tears in her eyes.

Hearing this, Morn exhaled a long breath. Bloody and sweaty, cold to the bone. He felt cold, and then vaguely tasted the desolation and loneliness of this life, and couldn't help but reach out to the overhead light source, as if trying to grasp the warm orange color.

But he couldn't hold it, his arm fell down, he knew that he had been in a dilemma for too long, he was already very tired and tired, so tired that he was about to lose hold on both sides.

It's time to rest.

"If I die, I will exchange you for two clears, and I will not lose ...... No loss ......"

"Morne ......"

Feeling the silence on her shoulders, Li Mu'er couldn't help but whisper again, but this time she never got a response.

Morn died, he died, he died under the sword of the Li family, he died under the "sword" of his stepfather......

"Mo En......" It wasn't until this moment that Li Mu'er began to cry irrepressibly, this cry was miserable and miserable, suppressing a lot of feelings, low and hoarse, drowning in the surrounding fights and killings.

"Mo En, wake up, the account between me and you hasn't been settled yet, where did you get the two clear?" She rested her head on Morne's shoulder, gritted her teeth and said indignantly, "Between me and you, how can there be two clear! ”

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and bit him the shoulder!

Just as he had bitten her that day......

"I'm sorry ......"

I'm sorry, who should say to whom? (To be continued.) )