Chapter Eighty-Three: Return to Moli Mountain
Covered by layers of mist, the mountain is full of smoke, like a mountain of wasteland in the lofty mountains, like a fantasy and reality. The www.biquge.info humidity in the mountains is very heavy, and you can't see anything really. The trail behind him could no longer be ridden on, so he had to leave Xunfeng and Ahri behind. Xiu Chenyan stood in front of the high steps with the attacker in his arms, looking up at the majestic palace. He walked out from here, just to fly in the open world, and later, the person in his arms made him reluctant to leave that freedom.
"Young master."
"It's the young master who has returned."
Seeing the return of the young master who had been waiting, the old man was very excited, the little boy standing behind the old man was the most interesting with him, the two had a very good relationship, and seeing each other again made them lose the opportunity to smile and get close.
Who doesn't know, the young master is still training outside, and during this period, he must not return to Molishan without authorization, and now he is trespassing on the forbidden land when he returns. Xiu Chenyan showed a miserable white expression to the two of them, and along the way, Xiu Chenyan was exhausted and his face was terrifying.
"Young master, you ......" wanted to dissuade him, but seeing the sleeping young man in his arms, he was carefully guarded, and he should understand that it was really evil.
"Father, the child has come back to confess."
The sky was suddenly quiet, and I could only hear the sound of the wind passing by my ears, and I couldn't hear what it was whispering. For Xiu Chen, it seemed like a hundred years before Xiu Liumo Shi Ran appeared on the top of the high steps, looking down at the immature but sad face under the stage.
"Father." Xiu Liumo stared at Xiu Chenyan's nervous face with his eyes, looking at the panic in his eyes, looking at his tired body, and looking at the young man in his arms.
"What are you doing when you come back?"
"Father, please save him."
"If you're not my people, get out of here before I'm angry, and I'll treat you as if you never returned."
Xiuchen knelt down, his teary eyes full of pleading.
"Father, please, save him, you can do whatever you want me to do, just save his life. He was hurt to save me, and only a father can save him in this world, please, child. ”
Tears fell from Xiu Chen's eyes, sliding down his fair cheeks. The eyelashes of the attacker moved and slowly opened his eyes, and he saw Xiu Chen's tears, so sad.
"Why are you crying?" He saw that Xiu Chen's tears always flowed for him, it was he who made Xiu Chenyan sad, and he was always changing him who was not afraid of heaven and earth. He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiuchen's eyes. Xiu Chen's tears catered to him, as if it was the last dawn of despair. It's been two days since the attacker was attacked.
"You're awake."
"Well, are we there?" Seeing Xiu Chenyan nodding, the attacker turned his head and looked around, seeing the tall figure. A lonely soul that people worship but can't get rid of.
Xiu Liumo looked at the young man's appearance in a trance, as if he had returned to his youth, and was bewitched by the appearance that amazed the time and fell into the whirlpool of love, but in the end he lost everything.
"This is where I used to live, and when you're well, I'll take you around. My father is very powerful, and he will definitely cure you. ”
Xiuchen Yingying smiled, but it was so fragile in the eyes of the attacker. The two people next to them looked at it and felt sad. They had never seen such a young master, kneeling for a person, weeping for a person, and begging for a person. He was a much changed, by this weak boy. In the past, he would only play tricks on people without a heart, coming and going like the wind, and he was really a little devil. He would never call his father 'Daddy' as respectfully as those obedient children. But now it was different, for the first time, he knelt down and pleaded with tears in his eyes.
"I'm not going to save him, so let's go." Xiu Chenyan was shocked by these words, and even the two people next to him opened their mouths in surprise. And Xiu Liumo dropped this sentence and turned around and left indifferently.
"Father, I know I'm wrong, I know I shouldn't have taken Xuanguang out without permission, I shouldn't have come back at this time, it doesn't matter how you punish me, I just ask you to save him."
The attacker only stayed quietly in Xiu Chen's arms, watching his sadness, watching his fear, making his heart twitch for a while. He never gave him any promises, never did anything for him, as if his existence was a matter of course, unscrupulously consuming his sincerity.
Xiu Chenyan held the attacker and knelt until his body was numb and his whole body stiffened. The assailant buried his head in his arms, clutching at the hem of his clothes. Xiuchen was afraid that he would be cold, so he hugged him very tightly, and used his body temperature to warm his coldness.
"Xiu Chen, shall we go back?" How could the attacker not understand the intention of cultivating the dust, his pleading, his fear. He could sleep for a while when he was tired, but Xiu Chenyan had never rested, and his spirit had already fallen under such worries.
"No, I'm not going to let you die."
"I'm not afraid of death, it's okay, let's go back."
"But I'm afraid, I have a lot of things to say to you, and there are many places I want to go with you, whether it's attacking people or falling cold, I'm in love with you, and I just want to accompany you to eternal life wholeheartedly."
Xiu Chenyan hugged his body excitedly, afraid that he would disappear like this, afraid that how would he live without him in his life, and that he didn't want to live that kind of painful life.
The attacker's heart was struck, and he let go of the hand that grabbed the man's clothes. "Do you know why I'm called a raider?"
Xiu Chenyan noticed that his resistance was even more difficult to find, but fortunately, he knew that he was thick-skinned enough, and he didn't directly refuse.
"Is it related to Chu Yu?" Hearing Chu Yu's name, the spirit of the attack seemed to be better, and there was color in his eyes. Seeing him react like this, Xiu Chenyan knew that he had guessed correctly.
"I have known him since I was a child, he is older than me and treats me like a brother, and I also regard him as the most trustworthy big brother, and he is the only one who calls him. But then my mother died, and I was left with Brother Yu, who was eleven years old that year. The attacker closed his sour eyes, which memories he never wanted to recall, and at this time he would actually say and listen to Xiuchen.
"Since I was born, my imperial grandfather, Emperor Shotoku, ordered a pharmacist to put cinnabar on my arm. The ceremony of spotting sand is very popular among the royal family and nobles, but most of them are only used for women, and it is not common sense to use them on a prince, but my father and mother have no right to object. ”
Xiuchen only knows what cinnabar is, and the book once said that dansha is also cinnabar, which is an indispensable material for Taoist alchemy. But he didn't know what else it was.
"Now the cinnabar on my body is long gone. The spot sand was originally used to verify the purity of a woman's body. Xiu Chen's body stiffened for a while, and the attacker also felt the stiffness of Xiu Chen's body, he turned his head sideways and lowered his voice and said. I don't know why, Brother Yu seems to be enchanted, no matter how I cry and struggle, he is indifferent...... "Xiuchen is not stupid, some things don't need to be pointed out, he knows what the attacker wants to say, and at this moment he hugged the attacker and cried even more sadly."
"Don't say it, don't say it." Xiu Chenyan interrupted him with a pair of red and swollen eyes, and it was a cruel thing in itself to let him recall those unbearable pasts.
"Maybe I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, and you couldn't get rid of me. I will make you happy in the days to come, and let you live happily every day. Xiu Chenyan constantly recounts the happy life he expects and fantasizes about.
"Why are you so stupid, how can I be worthy of you when I am so unbearable."
"Don't talk about yourself like that, you're a real big fool, I'm not as good as one ten-millionth of yours."
The attacker stretched out a pair of jade arms around Xiu Chen's neck, buried his face in his neck and touched his ear and said. "Thank you, Xiu Chen. If the last one survives......"
The oath that people make when facing life and death is the most sincere, maybe he has treated him differently from the first time he tolerated the death of Xiu Chen, but there are still worries in his heart, and there are grievances that cannot be forgotten.
A hot fire burned his internal organs, but he had a smile on his face. The sky was cloudy and cloudy and the sun was warm, and the gray was not desolate. He stiffened to hide the pain of being burned by the fire, biting his lip and not opening his mouth again, he was afraid that he would moan as soon as he spoke.
Suppressed by the temperature he transmitted, Xiu Chenyan realized that he had already been tortured to the point of delirium.
"Assault." Xiuchen panicked, he was afraid to see him in pain, but he was powerless. This feeling of powerlessness seems to have been choked by someone's neck, and I can't breathe.
"Don't scare me. What should I do, what should I do, you bear with me, I will find a way to save you immediately, you hold on, don't give up......" Xiu Chenyan panicked, he couldn't find his consciousness, he had no master, and almost lost his senses. This is the third time that the poison of fire that has struck people has attacked.
"Father, father, please save him, please." No matter how hysterical Xiu Chen's cry was, Xiu Liumo was indifferent. Unable to find someone to turn to, he gradually despaired of his father. No one cares about his mood at the moment, he sees the attack in pain, he thinks that their future can be beautiful, he thinks he can get the love he wants. However, this simple wish is not willing to be given to them by God, and all people, including God, like to cut scars on their hearts, to see them despair, to see them begging for mercy, and then to laugh at their cowardice.