"Don't go and get Madame back yet!" Mo Liuzhi shouted angrily, left the big camp in a rage, and went straight to his camp.

"She took the flute with her." Mo Liuyi stood beside the bed with a surprised face, and the flute placed on the table next to the bed was missing. Could it be that Ziying has regained her memory? Did she solve his Gu? The more Mo Liuzhi thought about it, the more scared he became, he was afraid that he would never see Ziying again.

Mo Liu called Ziying all the way, searched the nearby mountains, but still did not see any trace of Ziying. He was as anxious as a spark, summoned all the hunting teams, and gave an order: "Go over all the mountains, and you must find Madame!" The hunting party set out quickly, and divided into several groups of men and horses to gallop to the various hills.

Mo Liuzhi fidgeted, wondering where Ziying could go, would she go to that beacon tower? As soon as he thought of this, Mo Liuzhi rode his horse down the mountain. He found the rock platform, which was empty and there was no Ziying. He looked up at the stone wall, but froze. A line of blood is engraved on the stone wall: Mo Liuzhi, I hate you!

Mo Liuzhi knew that this was Ziying's handwriting, and it was Ziying's hatred and anger written in blood. Mo Liuzhi stared blankly at these lines, his heart seemed to be blocked by a boulder, making it difficult for him to breathe. He inhaled deeply, and in the tears he saw that the lines of writing were enlarged and blurred, and the words pierced his heart like needles and swords. He shouted Ziying's name in a loud voice, and his voice was calling, mournful, lingering among the mountains.

Mo Liuzhi knelt under the stone wall, from day to night, hoping that the stone wall could tell him Ziying's whereabouts. The mountain breeze is blowing, the cold air is coming, and the cold moonlight shines through the mountain, and it takes a long time to appear. Suddenly, hearing a rush of footsteps, Song Xiaoliang ran to Mo Liuzhi's side, presented the flute to Mo Liuzhi, and said, "This is sent by Qiao's family, and there is a letter." ”

Mo Liuzhi took the flute and was stunned, this flute was the one Ziying took away! Mo Liuzhi hurriedly opened the envelope and read the letter, the letter had been crumpled into a ball by him and pinched in his hand. Song Xiaoliang saw that his face was cloudy, so he thought it was Ziying's news, because he had followed Mo Liuzhi for more than ten years and knew Mo Liuzhi's habits. Mo Liuzhi is a thoughtful person who can hide his emotions very well, no matter how bad things are, he will not show them on his face, but only Ziying's news can make Mo Liuzhi's joy and anger visible.

"Is it Ziying's news?" Song Xiaoliang asked eagerly. He immediately regretted it after asking, he shouldn't have been so anxious, so concerned, it would make Mo Liuzhi suspicious. Mo Liuzhi glanced at Song Xiaoliang coldly, his eyes flickered, and he threw the crumpled letter to Song Xiaoliang, and said, "Look for yourself." Song Xiaoliang carefully unfolded the letter, and after reading it, he was only surprised, surprised that this letter was actually Qiao Meier's war letter! According to the letter, the Qiao clan will do whatever it takes to compete with the Mo clan for the vast and fertile land in the northwest. The fertile land in the northwest, with abundant water and flat terrain, is very suitable for farming and building cities, Qiao's Mo has always coveted this land, they don't know that this land is the place that Mu Shaotian must pass through on his westward journey, and they don't know the hidden mysteries under this land.

Song Xiaoliang didn't feel strange when he read the war call, it was only a matter of time before Qiao declared war on the Mo family, and Mo Liuzhi shouldn't have reacted like this. Song Xiaoliang flipped to the second piece of paper, and was stunned for a moment, this is Ziying's letter of resignation, she actually retired her husband! Song Xiaoliang was speechless, this Ziying actually took a break from Mo Liuzhi on the second day of marriage, and she actually dared to take a break from Mo Liuzhi! You must know that in the Mo tribe, women are always the appendages of men, and there is only the matter of men renouncing their wives, and there has never been such a ridiculous thing as a woman retiring her husband! Song Xiaoliang thought he was dazzled, and once again carefully read Ziying's letter of resignation, and couldn't help laughing.

"Yao Ziying!" Mo Liuzhi snorted, suddenly pulled out Song Xiaoliang's sword, brushed a few times to erase the line left by Ziying, put the sword back to the sheath with a bang, smiled coldly, and said, "Hugh? Hum! Dream! ”