Chapter 133: Glass Dream
In the confusion of the pastoral rhyme, I feel that I am in an ethereal fairyland, the pure golden treasure hall, the cornices and corners, the purple air lingers, and the spirit is sacred.
On the top of the main hall, a golden crown, dressed in a black robe, a handsome man was kneeling at the emperor and queen on the seat, holding a slender and tender white hand in his wide hand, and said: "I am in love with Yin Mo, and I am unswerving, please ask the emperor and queen of heaven to fulfill it!" β
"Nonsense! You are the prince of the Heavenly Court, she is just a little Mo Xian of the Abbot Continent, it is just a concubine who serves with her, how can the position of the main palace be given......"
The voice as strong as a bell startled the pastoral song.
Heaven?! Could it be that he is already dead and ascended to heaven?
In surprise, he looked at the somewhat familiar man again, and sighed in his heart, it seems that he has not done anything evil in his life, and he has not gone to hell after death.
The woman who was called Yin Mo had her back to her and couldn't see her face clearly, but the way Brahma looked at her was so affectionate and focused that it was enough to make the women of the world jealous.
When the pastoral rumor was waiting to know whether the couple who loved each other would get what they wanted, the things in front of her suddenly changed.
The purple sky had just been replaced by a dark and dreary one, and through the black mist, a silver light appeared in front of him, like hooked lightning pulling down from the top of his line of sight, accompanied by hail the size of an egg raging wildly.
With the advancement of his sight, the pastoral rumor finally saw that there were two peaks hidden in the rain and hail, and there was only a gap of a few zhang wide between the two peaks, and there was a huge stone floating in the middle of the half, and the black gold and steel chain on the boulder was the man in Xuanyi who knelt on the Lingxiao Treasure Hall a moment ago - Brahma. And the woman in white who pounced on him was the woman in white named Yin Mo, although her face was sideways at the moment, but the loose ink splash hair covered most of her face.
Brahma is dying, his clothes are torn, and he is not as glamorous as before, but the momentum exuded by his body is still not to be underestimated.
"Ahh Yin Mo screamed miserably, and the pastoral rumor was shocked.
It turned out that the lightning bolt had struck her, and the hail made the pain of the wound even worse. But she still used her body to protect Brahma without giving an inch, her snow suit was already ragged, and her body was incomplete, and she fainted in pain several times.
Brahma shouted with all his might, "Go! Let's go! If I don't leave, I'll self-destruct! β
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Mu Yu only felt so distressed, they just loved each other, why should they suffer such a punishment!
When the breath was faint, the scene changed in front of me.
In front of the Buddha, Brahma took Yin Mo's slender hand and implanted a blood-red psychic bead into her wrist. Then he hung a drop-shaped five-colored stone the size of a pigeon's egg on her chest.
He imprinted an affectionate kiss on her forehead: "From now on, I will be connected with you by blood, and I will never abandon you in my life!" β
Her little face was hidden by her hair, but the herd could see the tears she was dripping.
Alas! She rejoiced that they were no longer subjected to the cruel punishment, but at the same time silently worried about their future.
Suddenly, there was another tearing pain in her heart, and she gasped for a few breaths, but when she opened her eyes again, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
As far as the eye can see, the war drums are bursting, the shouts are monstrous, the soldiers who are pressed by the black are fighting each other, beating horses and galloping, one by one, like killing the red-eyed demon king, eager to bite each other to pieces and chew them up.
One of them is wearing silver armor, the general with extraordinary aura is particularly eye-catching, his handsome and incomparable face, a pair of bright eyes exude a cold and cold light, like a jade-faced Shura, a dark sword in his hand, carved dragon and phoenix, the blade is like autumn frost, majestic and radiant, and the pastoral rumor almost saw him at a glance among thousands of people.
These countenances were both similar and not too similar to that Brahma, but they made the Mu Yu feel more familiar, and he was pondering in his heart, but he saw a cold arrow with quenching poison, shooting straight at him through the human wall, and he was wielding a long sword and struggling to kill the enemy, without knowing it.
Mu Yu was so shocked that he was about to shout, but he saw a snow-colored figure leap towards him, and at the last moment he blocked the flying arrow.
"Ahh It hurts! The shepherd finally cried out in pain, as if the arrow had pierced her body.
"Mo'er! Mo'er ......"
In the moment when her vision was blurred, she saw the silver-armored man holding the woman in white who fell in his arms, crying out in pain, and a tear of deep despair dripped from his beautiful eyes......
In the quiet stone cave, firewood hissed and burned, accompanied by the occasional sound of dripping water, silver hooks flickering outside the cave, and thunder roared.
Mu Yu's exclamation made Situ Yu nervous again.
"Rumors, rumors, wake up......"
Seeing that he was so nervous about her safety, Mu Yu said with a complicated look in his eyes: "She has been afraid of thunder since she was a child, but she doesn't want to be so sensitive when she falls asleep. β
Since childhood! Situ Yu's face was cold.
Is this to tell him that they have known each other since childhood, even childhood sweethearts?
The weather in June doesn't feel cold even when it rains at night, and the fire is just to keep away the beasts. Fortunately, this stone cave is relatively shady, but the little face of the pastoral jade is still reddened by the firelight.
Situ Yu wiped the thin sweat from the corners of her forehead for her, and said coldly to Mu Yu: "How did you get that half of the five-color stone?" β
"That half of the stone has been with me since I was a child, and it was left to me by my mother."
Situ Yu looked at him with some surprise: "Are you from Changli?" β
Mu Yu looked at him fixedly for a while, and did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Situ Yu's face sank: "Since you are from Changli, why do you want to help Sang Yue deal with Changli?" β
"The monarch of Changli, mediocre and cowardly, can not be diligent in government and love the people, pampered and traitorous and cruel to the loyal and good, and made the people miserable in a good country, although I am a citizen of Changli, I do not want to be that foolish and loyal person. Whoever has the ability to give the people of the world a happy land to live and work in peace and contentment, I will be happy to serve whomever I want! β
Situ Yu snorted coldly: "You should know that this is Changli, slandering Changli in front of this king, you are too blind!" β
"Yu just doesn't tell lies in front of the Ming people, His Royal Highness King Mo Feichen thinks that Yu is not right?"
Situ Yu said that he was just pretending, but in fact, he didn't know what kind of emperor his father was. He tasted Pin Muyu's words, and after a long time, he sneered: "Could it be that the person with the ability in your eyes is the fourth prince of Sangyue?" β
Mu Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Situ Yu ignored his gaze and said to himself: "The old emperor Sang Yue can be regarded as a good monarch, but he has no heirs and no successors. The crown prince is said to have some talent, but unfortunately his ambition is not in the country, even if the old emperor wants to hand over Sang Yue to him, he is afraid that he will not be able to get what he wants. However, although the four princes are not enterprising and their behavior is naΓ―ve, they rely on the power of their mother's family, and they are afraid that they have already coveted it. Not surprisingly, General Mu is the person of the four princes. β
Mu Yu tore open the torn sleeve on his arm and chuckled: "I didn't expect that King Chen was not in the court, but he saw the affairs of the world thoroughly. You're right, Sang Yue is indeed lacking in successors, but Changli is not, in the more than 20 years of the current saint's reign, Changli has been riddled with holes, but if this mess falls into the hands of Situ Ji again, it will only accelerate Changli's demise. At that time, Sang Yue will be able to pocket this great river and mountain without much effort. β
"With this king here, do you think this kind of thing is possible?"
"That's right, the prince is amazing, and he has the ambition of Lingyun, if you control this Changli country, the situation in this world will naturally be a different scene! Therefore, I am afraid that the prince will not get his wish easily!"
Situ Yu squinted at him slightly: "Why do you want to tell this king, are you too confident, or do you think that this king's ability is not good enough to cause trouble?"
Mu Yu looked at the pastoral rumor in his arms, his eyes were deep: "Don't think too much about the prince, Yu just wants the prince to know that you are in danger, if you have her in your heart, you shouldn't keep her by your side." β
Situ Yu's face sank: "This is the king's business, if you want to take her away, the king advises you not to fight this idea!" β
Mu Yu lowered his head and tended to the wound on his arm, ignoring his words, but instead raised the wound medicine in his hand and said to him: "It's been several hours, haven't you been tired in this posture?" I'll hold you for a while, and you can take care of the wound first! β
The corners of Situ Yu's mouth twitched, glared at him fiercely, and turned his gaze to the side.
Mu Yu got up with a smile and came to him, just in time to see a tear flowing from the corner of Mu Yu's eyes, and sighed lightly: "This girl, she hasn't shed a tear for ten years, is she going to make up for all the previous tears today?" β
Situ Yu looked down, and sure enough, he saw that the tears were drawn a tear mark on his reddish face along the corner of his eye.
"Rumor, rumor...... "What's wrong with her, is her body hurting?" He ignored the meaning of Mu Yu's words, raised his eyes and glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know medical skills?" β
"I know a little bit about it!"
"In that case, let's see what's wrong with her!"
"What's the matter, you're not guarding against me?" Mu Yu felt more and more that this Situ Yu was quite interesting, and wanted to tease him at the moment.
"Hmph, it's just a pulse diagnosis and a disease, this king is here, what tricks can you play?"
"Well, that's right, then I'll be reluctant to make it difficult, let's see it for her!"
Because of the cold poison in the body, Mu Yu couldn't practice superior kung fu, Hua Lao taught her the art of medical poison defense, but Xi Muyu was different, he only learned martial arts since he was a child, and he was not interested in the art of medical poison, but he stayed with Hua Lao every day, even if he didn't want to learn, he knew a lot, and even inadvertently refined the "Soul Redemption" with Mu Yu.
"This girl is probably stimulated by something, and it's fine!" Mu Yu withdrew his hand and said.
"Then why hasn't she woken up yet? β¦β¦β
"Brahma!" Mu Yu was shouted back to his soul by Situ Yu, and in a daze, he saw the outline of the person in front of him, and his eyes were very similar to Brahma.
"Rumor, see who I am?" At this moment, Situ Yu had already recovered to his original appearance, but Mu Yu was in a trance and didn't recognize him, so he said angrily to Mu Yu: "Didn't you say that she was fine, why didn't she even know this king?" Do you know how to do medicine? He heard her call herself "Brahma", but she was so sick that she couldn't even recognize people.
Mu Yu looked at him crying and laughing, Mu Yu knew that he was in a daze at a glance, but the shrewd and wise Lord Chen didn't see it, and he really cared about it!
"Brother!" Mu Yu's consciousness was not clear enough, he followed Situ Yu's gaze, saw Mu Yu's handsome face, and immediately broke away from Situ Yu's arms and threw himself at him, unable to tell whether it was grievance or excitement tears rolling down his shoulders.
Mu Yu frowned, smiled helplessly, raised his hand to stroke her back, and comforted softly: "Silly girl, how did you become a crybaby!" β
"It's all your fault, you said that you would always protect Ah Yu, but once you left, it was a few years, and you didn't even give me a letter...... You, don't you want to talk about it......" I don't know if the sad emotions have not dissipated, or if I really feel wronged in my heart, the more I talk about the rumor, the more sad I become, hugging Mu Yu's neck, snot and tears make him all over.
"Who said no, you will always be my brother's favorite little girl! Didn't I come all the way from Sangyue just to find you? β