When Mo Lian woke up, the first thing she saw was a chaotic and gorgeous face, but such a delicate and beautiful face was full of exhaustion to the bones. Mo Lian opened her mouth, but her voice was dry and speechless.

He helped him up, patted him on the back, and fed Mo Lian some water. Mo Lian closed his eyes with peace of mind, the feeling of chaos to him has always been so warm and reliable, as if it was his salvation, this kind of physical and mental pleasure and relaxation even Mo Han has never given.

Mo Lian can't even believe what the future will be like without chaos, in a sense, chaos is like Mo Lian's shadow, silently taking care of him, giving him care, chaos knows him very well, he knows what Mo Lian needs, and what Mo Lian desires. So for Mo Lian, even without Mo Han, there can be no chaos.

In the midst of chaos, Mo Lian is such an important existence, the light he yearns for, and his only salvation.

The body was still hot and painful, and the shameful part of the body had almost lost its intuition. He was embarrassed to go to Mu Saren this time, he just asked Mo Yixiao to find the best medicine for Mo Lian's wounds, and treated Mo Lian's wounds with a heartache.

Mo Lian leaned in the arms of the mess and smiled gently, "It's good to have you in the mess." ”

Blurry scratched Mo Lian's nose, and her tone was rare and naughty, "Silly Huang'er, we are going to be together for a lifetime." ”

Mo Lian's smile rippled, even if life is almost difficult now, but Mo Lian will never be sad, because he is still confused, he still has the hope that has always supported his forward momentum, and the person who cherishes him and loves him has never gone far.

But Mo Lian didn't expect that the moment when the cold hit her face and the despair was overwhelming would come so quickly.

After quietly cultivating for a few days, Mo Lian's body is mostly healed, and it is not a matter of external injuries, only the injury on the wrist has not healed, and every time he turns, it is a heart-piercing pain.

It seems that he has been very busy these days, and he who used to be by Mo Lian's side every step of the way disappeared this time on the second day when Mo Lian woke up. And Mo Yixiao, who has always cared for him, did not appear this time.

The blood-colored sunset swept across the sky, with a slight ominous meaning. Mo Lian was irritable for no reason, and his heart was very sad, and his intuition told him that something great was about to happen.

Hurriedly got up, wanting to find the confusion and let him comfort the hardship and panic in his heart.

But he didn't expect to run to Yicui Lou in a hurry, his always calm and charming face showed a little flustered, and the red clothes were messily draped on his body like blood.

Grabbing Mo Lian tightly, he said to Mo Lian, "Let's go, Mo Lian go back to Prince Gong's Mansion quickly!" Go back and find Mo Han. ”

Mo Lian grabbed the chaotic hand, trying to calm the chaotic panic, "I won't leave!" Tell me what's going on? ”

He grabbed Mo Lian's arm and dragged him out of Yicui Tower, "Huang'er, I don't have time to explain to you now, you leave quickly, having you will only get in the way." ”

You're only getting in the way......

The words of the light rain are like a spell and a chaotic and beautiful face fused together.

Although he didn't know what the intention of the mess was, Mo Lian knew that he would definitely not be able to help him now. I had to return to Prince Gong's Mansion and ask Mo Han to help me in the chaos.

Running back to Prince Gong's Mansion in a panic, Mo Lian found that a group of soldiers on the street were hurrying through the lively street, and the place they were going to seemed to be Yicui Building.

Mo Lian's heart kept falling, and he quickly ran back to Prince Gong's mansion, going crazy to find Mo Han. At this time, Mo Han was sitting in the pavilion of Yinglian Ju, leisurely tasting tea.

Mo Lian stumbled in front of Mo Han and said to him in embarrassment, "Young Lord, please save the chaos, please save him." ”

Mo Han put down the tea set in his hand and swept Mo Lian's face as if inadvertently, "Why do I want to save him?" Do you know what he did? How can I have the ability to save the emperor who assassinated me Mo Xi? ”

Mo Lian was stunned, and he suddenly remembered the letter he had read before. The slender fingers sank into the palms. Mo Lian, who had no other way, knelt in front of Mo Han with a thud, his head almost lowered to the dust, "Young Lord Mo Lian beg, please save the chaos, only if you save the chaos, then Mo Lian will pay you this life." ”

Mo Han's gaze suddenly became a little cold, and his voice also reached the freezing point, "Mo Lian, your life king is not rare, and I can't help you." ”

"Young Lord." Mo Lian still stubbornly knelt at Mo Han's feet.

"Mo Lian, I can't help you." There was a careless ease in his voice.

Mo Han knew that he was very cruel to Mo Lian, if his love for Liu Duge was giving, then Mo Lian was giving to him regardless of return. There is no one in this world who does not want to be loved, and there is no one who does not enjoy being loved. Everyone wants to have a person who puts him in the most hidden place in his heart, which is a height that no one can reach.

What's more, since Liu Duge's accident, Mo Han has been too tired, and he is almost exhausted for the girl he loves, so he will always enjoy the love given by Mo Lian, gluttonous as if he is not satisfied, and squander Mo Lian's feelings, as if he can get inner balance and relaxation in this way.

Mo Lian was very good to him, he knew it. Mo Lian has done a lot for him, and he also knows the truth.

Looking at Mo Lian's humble appearance, Mo Han's heart softened for no reason, and he also wanted to help him. But in just a moment, reason took over again, and Mo Han knew that he couldn't do this.

He is the sinner who assassinated the emperor, and he can't shield such a criminal, because he still has the huge palace of Prince Gong behind him, and his mother and his beloved woman still need him to protect.

Finally clearly understood Mo Han's thoughts, Mo Lian raised his head to look at Mo Han, and after a long time, he stood up, with a deep despair in his eyes. It was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and it was gray and you couldn't see anything.

Mo Han didn't dare to look at Mo Lian anymore, that kind of look frightened him, made him panic for no reason, this was the first time, this was the first time that Mo Lian showed him this kind of sadness and despair like ashes.

Mo Lian turned around and ran out without hesitation, completely leaving behind Mo Han's choked call in his throat.

Mo Lian found the mess at the bottom of the cliff, and that was also the place where the mess picked him up, but now that the two are reunited in this heavy and oppressive place, they have changed roles with each other.

Mo Lian hugged the chaos tightly, regardless of the persuasion of the chaos, buried her head tightly in his arms, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Chaos sighed lightly and said, "Huang'er." What are you doing here? ”

Mo Lian didn't know how many places he was looking for, he ran in a daze, and the anxiety in his heart was almost overflowing.

When he saw the blood-red figure, a pair of blue eyes finally showed brilliance, and his face was bleak, almost gloomy. Mo Lian stared at him blankly, he had never felt that the moment was farther away from him than this moment, as if he would leave him soon. The chaos is still beautiful, it is beyond the beauty of ordinary people, but it also carries a sense of alienation that ordinary people can't touch.

Mo Lian stepped forward and hugged the chaos tightly, this is the place where he met the chaos, on the edge of the cliff, where the light rain passed, where he first learned how to betray and hurt.

Chaos is his only salvation, his most inseparable existence, and the reason to give him willfulness once. Mo Lian buried his head in the chaotic arms as usual, and his voice was slightly choked, "Chaotic, don't go." ”

Stroking Mo Lian's black hair, he smiled, "Silly Huang'er, why can't you grow up?" ”

If it weren't for me......

Of course, this sentence would never be said to Mo Lian, because he understood how important he was to the young man.

"What is the chaos, and what else can't you say to me?"

Mo Lian's eyes trembled and trembled, and his heart softened for no reason, and he said softly, "Back then, I was beheaded by all the people who left home, why do you think I survived?" The amazingly beautiful young master who left home has long disappeared into the dust of the years, leaving only the dusty beauty behind him. Huang'er, why is it difficult for the country to change hands? It's just in my thoughts. ”

Mo Lian stared at him in surprise, and the beauty beside him stretched out her hand to him, as if every time she chased him back from the edge of despair, but this time the chaotic sound was like a magic spell that pulled Mo Lian into the dark abyss little by little.

"Huang'er, would you like to join me?"

Like a kraken seducing a sailor, Mo Lian clenched her messy hand, and the two people who were sympathetic to each other held each other in their hands as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

"For what? Why is it so desperate? Why don't you go to the Eighth Prince, he will protect you, won't he? ”

In the face of the young man's innocent words, the faint sadness on his chaotic face completely dissipated, as if he saw the sunrise bright through the clouds, his smile became more and more beautiful, and tears oozed out after reaching the bottom.

His voice was very low, but it was faintly desolate, "Huang'er, you said that I have a seven-trick exquisite heart, but the funny thing is that I can't understand anything. ”

After a pause, the chaotic and charming peach blossom eyes stared at Mo Lian's delicate face, as if he wanted to see someone's shadow through him, "I thought he loved Mrs. Jin Yan who was alluring the country and the city, but only now did I understand that he didn't love anyone, he only loved himself, just the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and supreme power." ”

Mo Lian's body stiffened, and she couldn't speak. The chaotic voice tightly clamped him, "Huang'er, if I still have my life to live, then let's leave." I can't keep this hypocritical city of glitz and glamour anymore. ”

Mo Lian nodded firmly, he glanced at each other, ignoring the soldiers who were rushing around him, and the two of them had a determination on their cheeks that they had never felt before.

Mo Lian never knew that the Dao Blade was so crazy and cruel when it entered her body, the Gu poison that she had learned because of her hobby, and the silver needle she carried with her for self-defense, had already become a sharp weapon that killed her in an instant at this moment.

At that moment, his eyes were full of bright red, and he and Mirana leaned on each other tightly, and both of them had only one belief in their hearts, that is, to live and be redeemed in this crazy killing.

But the reality is so ridiculous that Heaven is like the most stubborn children who stubbornly refuse to listen to their most humble prayers.

After all, the strength of the two was meager, and at the moment when Mo Lian's physical strength was exhausted, the arrows glowing with silver light struck him, and he closed his eyes peacefully and prepared to meet the grandest death banquet.

After waiting for a long time but not feeling the pain of the arrow entering the body, the moment a pair of blue eyes slowly opened, Mo Lian saw the most terrible nightmare in this life.

It wasn't until that moment that Mo Lian understood, salvation? How can we talk about salvation for those who are trapped in darkness? Even those closest to them will push them into the abyss overnight, so who is in a position to talk about salvation?

A bloody mess protected him safely, just like every day and night for the past two years, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, but the tears in Mo Lian's eyes no longer fell uncontrollably.

"Messy!" The boy let out a low roar, suppressing countless indescribable emotions. It seems to be crying, it seems to be despairing. If you complain, you will cry like a complaint. The beauty of infinite elegance was full of blood at the moment, and large areas of blood stains were fainted, like a red lotus in full bloom.

The original enchantment has faded, and the remaining bits are lonely, depressed and deeply worried.

He said, "Huang'er, you have to live, you have to live well with my life......

Mo Lian's tears fell big and big, and he stubbornly said, "No, I don't want it!" I don't want to leave me! Don't you want someone to feel sorry for you? I'll be the one to be that person, okay? I love you, and you love me, because we are the same people. What a dancing girl, a little girl, what a royal family, what a love-hate entanglement, what Mo Lian, a ...... It's nothing, and in the future, there will only be a phoenix and chaos. We left this place together, went back to Xiliang and went back to my mother's country, and we had to do many, many things together, and we would not be separated until the gray hair was gray...... I will be happy every day, and I will definitely be happy......"

Crystal tears kept hitting his originally beautiful face, and he listened to everything Mo Lian told stupidly, his eyes were full of yearning.

If so, the two of them ...... together That couldn't be better......

Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he smiled and said, "Silly phoenix, stop crying your nose." ”

Where else will you find someone like me who pampers you in the future? How can I let go of you like this......

His hand gradually drooped, and his beautiful eyes were still full of worry, "Huang'er, don't forget the ...... I told you"

The beautiful eyes finally closed, and Ren Molian didn't open them anymore when she was crying like this.

"Messy!" Mo Lian shouted hoarsely, her beautiful blue eyes overflowing with tears, "What are you doing?" For what? He fell to his knees in a bright red and screamed vigorously.

Boom, a bolt of lightning struck. Illuminated Mo Lian's mournful face, the heavy rain poured, Mo Lian hugged the chaos tightly, for a long time, he smiled, extremely enchanting and charming, from now on, there is no more Mo Lian in the world, only Shanghuang remains, and Shanghuang continues the chaotic life......

The soldiers around him didn't know when they had already retreated, but Mo Lian didn't want to look at anything, he just hugged the already cold chaos in his arms tightly, as if he had grasped the entire world, and stubbornly refused to let go.

Until a pair of brocade black boots reflected on his green pupils, the man's voice was harsh, and he called Mo Lian's name in a low voice, Mo Lian raised his empty eyes and laughed softly, "Are you satisfied now?" Mo Yixiao ......"

The Eighth Prince, who has always been gentle and incomparable, had a rare panic on his face, and he tried to snatch back the chaos from Mo Lian's hands, but was stopped by Mo Lian with a cold gaze.

Do you deserve it?

The young man's cold pupils conveyed such a message.

Mo Lian's slender fingers gently caressed the chaotic and beautiful face, and his voice was as calm and hoarse as stagnant water, "The chaos wants me to tell you, whether it is left or chaotic, I have never been stingy to say a word to you." Now that you want him to give it, you can let it go......"

"Mo Yixiao, he only wants to cross the world in the next life, but he will never see you again in life and death."

Mo Yixiao stood there stupidly looking at Mo Lian as if he had been struck by lightning, as if he hadn't finished digesting Mo Lian's words. I only heard the young man's low laughter, "I once said to me that the sea was once difficult to turn into water, but Wushan is not a cloud." Not all mistakes will be forgiven. The funny thing is that the beloved you have obtained with half of your life has never been cherished in the palm of your hand. ”

"Mo Yixiao, do you think that self-righteous gentleness can deceive the chaos? How hypocritical and contrived those things are under genuine concern! Tell me who you love? Do you really love my mother? ”