Chapter 417: Digging a Grave

That day, before Mu Youchen fainted, he didn't have a chance to tell Mu Qianxun, so he told them one by one today.

At the first moment of the Phantom's men's riot, he had already beheaded the Phantom under his sword, and the Phantom thought that he would be able to wait for the rescue of a few people in Baili Gusu.

It's a pity that he is alone, and no matter how good he is, he can't be as fast as Mu Youchen's sword.

Maybe Mu Qianxun lost her mind that day, or maybe someone disposed of the phantom's corpse, in short, she didn't see any trace of the phantom in the corpse that was miles long.

That day, he only said that Zisang Xiao was one of the people who surrounded and suppressed him, and today he said that it was Zi Sang Xiao who gave him the opportunity to get out.

Otherwise, a few of them surrounded him on a rainy day, and he had no chance of surviving at all, Zi Sangxiao left the most injuries on his body, and Zi Sangxiao risked his life to let him go.

Zisang smiled and became Mu Qianxun's most complicated matter, and others, including Helian Ruijue, she could get rid of it without blinking her eyes, but Zisang smiled......

Some things have long been inevitably mixed and entangled together, and no matter how hard you try, you can't tell them apart, and you lose their original appearance vaguely.

Shallow words, the secret guard, their deaths, she still remembers it vividly, such a bloody and cruel picture, I don't know how many times it has appeared in her dreams over and over again.

It is said that she thinks about it day and dreams at night, which is probably the case, and she has more and more dreams recently, all night and all night, and she will not wake up, but when she wakes up, she is clear and tired.

The scenes in the dream have never appeared, but they are real and terrifying, real, and sometimes she can't even tell the difference between the dream and reality.

Sometimes, when it was in Mufu, she was still the young lady who didn't go out of the pavilion in Mufu, and Qianyan was still the innocent girl, playing and messing around with Qianning, noisy, cheerful, and warm.

It's just that I never dream of scenes outside the Youyu Pavilion, and there are no messy people like Mu Ruoyun, so dreams are still dreams.

Sometimes, she doesn't know where it is, familiar and unfamiliar, can't remember, and even if she tries to see, she can't see clearly.

Qianyan stood in front of her, grinning, and smiling gently at her, but she really knew that Qianyan was dead.

Neither of them spoke, just looked at each other and smiled, laughing at her, so close to her, so far away from her, so close at hand, far away from her.

Qian Yan is dead, no matter how many dreams she makes, they are all made up for herself, a phantom.

Sometimes, she would dream that when she was in the Cold Moon Palace, the secret guards were coldly guarding every corner of the Cold Moon Palace, not prominent, but so down-to-earth.

She also dreams that she doesn't know who the enemy is when they fight, anyway, they always rush to the front.

She could feel that they were fighting very hard, they were also afraid, but they still had an indescribable belief, and they had no hesitation when they were afraid.

Another time, she dreamed that she was on the way to the Huyan tribe, the town of Yuyang City, she was looking forward to rushing to the Huyan tribe soon, and she didn't know anything.

Bai Xue was lying on the ground, her four hooves curled up under her abdomen, her head buried, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, no matter how she coaxed, she was lifeless.

Afterward...... Later, it seems, Bai Xue never opened her eyes again, and then ...... She couldn't remember exactly.

If it weren't for the ghost to save him, Mu Youchen's fate would be nothing more than a cold corpse, and this kind of grievance is not something that can be let go.

She can let Zisang laugh go, she should even be grateful to him, but they will still meet each other one day.

She is even more afraid that they will have a peaceful day, and when the time comes, how will they pretend that nothing has happened, and the gap between life and death will not be so easy to erase.

Rao is her, she is entangled so far, what about Leng Hao, how is she going to face Zisang Xiao, her husband, Shuo'er's father.

At that time, Mu Qianxun faintly sensed that there was no break between them, and there was no going back.

Mu Qianxun didn't mention the matter of the secret guard in front of Mu Youchen, just like she deliberately wanted to ignore Qianyan's death, there are some things that can't be faced, so it's better to hide them for the time being.

Instead of peeling the bloody wound open and looking at it directly, it is better to wait for time for it to scar, and maybe when the time comes, looking at the scar, the wound of the past and the present will not be so painful.

Mu Youchen is indifferent, only Mu Qianxun knows that he values love and righteousness more than anyone else, he just doesn't say it, she understands.

He was harsh and harsh on the Dark Guards, never smiling a single smile, but he never failed to take their lives seriously.

Those brothers who accompanied him from birth to death, all the way were gone, overnight, how uncomfortable he felt was not something that others could understand.

At night, the house was lit with lights, and she sat at the table, tinkering with the herbs that Ghost had picked up from nowhere.

Her eyes have always fallen on Mu Youchen, but Mu Youchen didn't hear it.

Mu Youchen kept his back to her, motionless, but his restrained breath told Mu Qianxun that he was awake, with long and short breaths, and he was sighing patiently.

He was facing an empty wall, and ...... The saber he carried with him was too damaged to be used, but he still asked for it with Ghost Yi and put it by his side.

Mu Youchen once proudly told her that his sword was tattooed with special dark lines, and the dark patterns were similar but not different from those on the dark guard's sword.

As long as he holds his sword, he can command them, and seeing the sword is like seeing a person, and his secret guard is not at all different from other people's secret guards.

Thinking of this, Mu Qianxun's nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears, such a silent Mu Youchen, such a strong Mu Youchen, made her feel so distressed.

She could throw herself into his arms and cry, and tell him that he was dead, but he didn't want to cry in front of her, saying that he was reluctant to give up those good brothers, and that he thought they could always follow him.

The night was getting deeper, Mu Youchen had already fallen asleep, Mu Qianxun sat on the steps of the backyard, looking at the bright moon in the night sky in a daze.

In autumn, the night was still slightly cool, Mu Qianxun shrunk his body, his eyes were empty, and he didn't seem to notice the slightest.

Ghost Yishen sat beside her unconsciously, separated by three feet, and asked coldly:

"What are you going to do with those who are chasing him, at most two days, they will come here. ”

Mu Qianxun's eyes flashed, he slowly turned his neck to look at Ghost Yi, pursed his lips, and spoke for a long time:

"I won't let them go, not a single one, this bamboo forest is where they are buried!"

"Heh! What a stupid woman, it's a light thing to say, what do you not let them go, take your unstable skills, or take the safety of the child in your womb?

If you don't want him, I'll give you a bowl of abortion pills, why bother tossing him several times, being your child, it's really bad for eight lifetimes!"

Ghost Yi's mocking tone, the lines on his face were a little cold, sharp and mean, and Mu Qianxun, who was also squeezed, was speechless.

sighed heavily, and the dullness in her heart became even worse, yes, with her current situation, she really couldn't compete with Baili Gusu and them.

"It's useless, do we have to keep hiding? ”

Mu Qianxun lowered his head, his voice was low and almost to himself, his mind was chaotic, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Can you hide for the rest of your life, do things, you can't drag mud and water, you have to do it once and for all.

You have to be quick, or I won't be able to save you when they come for you." I can barely deal with one of them, and I will die worse than you man when I deal with all of them.

You don't have to worry, just letting them go is too aggrieved, it's just a delaying tactic.

Your tire gas, as long as it takes three months, can be completely stabilized, calculated, it will only be more than 20 days, and by then Mu Youchen's injury should almost be good.

What are you going to do with the waves, or ...... It's your business to deal with the tribal chief, and I don't want the people I saved to die in vain. ”

Ghost Yi's tone is still cold, but it is much softer, such a ghost Yi, sitting next to her, can hear the ghost of faint breathing, is not so illusory and ethereal.

Mu Qianxun's eyes were full of confusion, Ghost Yi was so calm, he must have thought of a solution, and tried to:

"How to do it once and for all?"

It's just more than 20 days, and let Helian Rui steal these more than 20 days, he will understand what kind of price he should pay for mutilating Mu Youchen!

"What's so difficult about this? just let them believe that Mu Youchen is dead, so naturally they won't be entangled, it's obvious that the tribal chief's target is Mu Youchen, not you.

Just set up a grave in the bamboo forest, and you will guard it, and they will not be so rampant as to dig a grave in front of you.

If you want to show your anger in order to highlight the truth of this, then ...... Risking the life of one of them first is also the interest you get back from them. ”

Ghost Yi's narrow eyes were full of cunning, shining like obsidian, and he was a cunning fox.

Mu Qianxun was amazed in his heart, a person like a fairy like Ghost Yi could actually come up with such a crooked and evil method, it was really unseemly.

Perhaps, Ghost Yi just has the face of an immortal, and inside, it may be the incarnation of a fox demon.

"You mean...... Build a grave for Mu Youchen?"

asked hesitantly, her deep eyes were full of resistance, if Mu Youchen knew about this, would she still have a good life.

"Why? Don't you dare? What are you afraid of, just knock down the tombstone before he can get out of bed,"

Ghost Yi's voice floated in her ears, eerie, fluttering, listening to Mu Qianxun's heart chuckled, Ghost Yi, actually, can see through what she is thinking.

"That'...... When will this grave be dug up?"

After being entangled again and again, in addition to the ghost method, he could only break the net.

"Naturally, it's the dead of night now, and the no, the shovel, and the pickaxe are all in the corner. ”

Ghost Yi mouthed Nunu in the corner, a look of schadenfreude.

Mu Qianxun was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose stiffly, and his face collapsed.

In the middle of the night, she asked her to dig a grave for a good person? Not to mention whether she could dig or not, she couldn't figure out if she left the wooden house, and she couldn't come back before dawn.