"Xiao Jiu, what are you making a fuss! Little Nine! "Tomurey doesn't know what kind of nerve my sister is, although this girl has always been willful, but she has always been decisive in big things and never plays any petty roles, but what happened to my sister this time?

"Musa, wait for me!"

Hearing the cold voice, Tomurey knew that his cousin was catching up, he had mixed feelings for this cousin, and from Mu Saren's point of view, he also had a grudge against Han Xi, after all, this kid had delayed his sister's youth for so many years in vain.

"Since you kid is chasing after you, I don't care, this girl doesn't know why, she actually played a little trick again."

Han Xi nodded, and continued to chase Mu Saren, Tomuré looked at the backs of the two and sighed, these two little ghosts are the same, which makes people uncomfortable!

"Musa! Musa! You wait for me! ”

Han Xi ran a few steps before catching up with Musaren's footsteps, he grabbed Musaren's arm, and first showed weakness, "Musa, I was wrong, you have a lot, don't worry so much about me." ”

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" Moussaren's voice was muffled, faintly carrying the momentum of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

Han Xi smiled softly and took Mu Saren's shoulder, "I shouldn't have neglected you because of Xiaolian, Musa, it's my fault, I swear I won't do it again next time." ”

Mu Saren raised his head and glanced at Han Xi, her eyes were quite complicated, but disappointed and gloomy, and the words of a sigh slipped out of her mouth, "Even now, don't you understand what you did wrong?" ”

Looking at Mu Saren like this, Han Xi was a little panicked.

Mu Saren let out a long sigh and said faintly, "Hanxi, after so many years, I am such a resentful woman in your eyes?" There is no distinction between right and wrong, and it is vexatious? ”

Mu Saren's question made Han Xi stunned, and he stood there all by himself, only to grasp Mu Saren's shoulders, as if he was a little relieved, and the girl in front of him would completely slip away from him.

"Hanxi, don't you understand what Mo Lian means?" Musaren turned around and raised his head to look directly at Hanxi, a pair of black and transparent beautiful eyes, like a sharp knife piercing Hanxi's heart.

"But, I can't let Mosa go, I can't let Xiaolian go to death!"

Hanxi hung his head, and some evasion seemed to avoid Moussarian's gaze.

"I am not willing to let Mo Lian take risks, so you are willing to let my soldiers in Xiliang suffer? Aren't the lives of our soldiers more precious than Mo Lianjin? Moussaren's words were straight to the heart with her usual carelessness but sharpness.

"What do you mean, Mosa? Xiaolian, he is my younger brother, the king of Xiliang! ”

Mu Saren couldn't see this appearance the most, his face was impatient, and his tone became cold and hard, as if he was planning to end the conversation between the two, "Cold! Don't you know what this battle is about? The bell must be tied to the bell, since Mo Xi has set up a set on his side, whether it is true or not, this is an opportunity, winning is a million profits, and losing is a big deal, it is just a death of one person, not bloodshed and sacrifice on the battlefield! This is a fact that even Mo Lian can recognize! It is the cognition of the entire Xiliang soldiers! But what are you, the crown prince of Xiliang, thinking! ”

Looking at Moussaren's pale face, Han Xi was speechless.

However, even so, he was reluctant to let Mo Lian take this risk, after all, this was someone he had been, and maybe couldn't let go of, now!

Looking at Han Xi's hesitant face, Mu Saren's face was so pale that she was colorless, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and her words carried a tiredness that she had never felt before, "Han Xi, no matter what the price is, we must not lose this war!" ”