Chapter 422: Destroying the Country

After a long time, he wiped his tears and snot indiscriminately, looked up at Mu Qianxun, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and he choked up and said:

"What about the corpse? what about her corpse, let me see her again!"

"No corpses, no ...... No ......."

Mu Qianxun's tears that he finally managed to hold back burst the embankment at that moment, and he broke down and cried loudly, out of control to the extreme.

People who have never seen the scene of that day, even if they explain it countless times, still can't understand the bloody scene.

Qianyan's death was an injury that she couldn't even think about, and she couldn't mention it, and Mo Xian's corpse really destroyed her.

The dark guards had never seen such a Mo Xian, let alone such a Mu Qianxun, they couldn't understand the grief of the two, but they were also deeply infected.

Mu Qianxun couldn't hold back from crying, and reflexively grabbed Ghost Yi's clothes, leaning her head on his shoulder, as the only support she could grasp.

Tears kept wetting most of the sleeves of Ghost Yi's coat, and it was as if he had dried his tears, but he choked dryly, but he couldn't drip a single tear anymore.

From beginning to end, Ghost Yi stiffened his body, not daring to move, allowing Mu Qianxun to stain and wrinkle his cherished clothes.

His neat image seems to have been ruined since he met Mu Qianxun, and he can't clean it up, it's rare that he still enjoys it.

First the blood on Mu Youchen's body, then the grave was covered with dirt, and then, now, snot and tears were all over his body, and he couldn't bear to push her away.

He really didn't resist her reliance, this woman who appeared inexplicably in his life, the only woman who could affect his emotions, and he was even glad for her trust.

Although she is already a **, although he knows that they will soon have nothing to do with each other, he still prefers to be so obsessed, even if it is just for her to rely on this once.

The only remaining dozen or so secret guards, at this time, all watched Mu Qianxun silently, curious about her loss of control.

They were curious, it turned out that Mu Qianxun would be like an ordinary woman, she would be helpless, and she would cry because of the death of the people around her.

Mu Qianxun showed that he was tougher than these iron-blooded men on the way to the Huyan tribe.

Compared with these dozen or so secret guards, Mo Xian knew that Mu Qianxun was not a person who would lose control so easily, and he felt that Mu Qianxun was as sad as him at this time.

That day, in Ling Xun's small building, Mu Qianxun was stirred up by Xuanyuan Xi's crazy words, and her state has been bad, along the way, she is strong, she is tougher than anyone else.

That kind of Mu Qianxun made him respectful, and today's fragile Mu Qianxun made him give birth to a complicated ......

Mu Qianxun's body was soft and from the blood Yun and the ghost, one left and one right, in a trance, I don't know how she walked down this way.

Collapsed in front of so many people, crying without an image, if it weren't for the shattering of the defense line in her heart, how could she, she has never liked such a weak self.

In fact, she is just a weak woman, like everyone else, all the toughness, but just holding on.

Mo Xian kept crying all the way, before, he didn't remember crying, it seemed that this crying was to make up for the tears he had missing before.

Tomorrow and accidents, you never know which will come first, so, what you want to say, what you want to do, you must do it as soon as possible, don't wait for irreparable after, you will regret it, this, Mo Xian deeply agreed.

In the wooden house, Mu Youchen woke up and told that the earth should not be called every day, and Mu Qianxun and Ghost Yi both disappeared.

The messy footsteps heard in the previous moment echoed outside the wooden house, full of vigilance, and the next moment, Mu Qianxun threw himself into his arms with tears on his face.

Worry, apprehension, confusion, all kinds of inexplicable emotions, all turned into calmness when Mo Xian appeared in his sight, and everything was clear in his heart.

Mu Qianxun couldn't explain, Mu Youchen explained to Mo Xian, and with rare patience, he explained clearly to Mo Xian one by one.

These days, all the things that have happened, Mo Xian has learned a rough idea, and the matter of the secret guard has made his heart worse, and what makes him haunted is still only the tragic death of Qianyan.

Excited, irrational, red-eyed, staring at Mu Qianxun's gaze was as fierce as a trapped beast, as if he could pounce on her at any time and tear her apart.

Mu Qianxun lowered his head and silently followed his condemnation, because she didn't protect Qianyan well, even if Mo Xian did something with her, she shouldn't fight back.

She knew that Mo Xian must have killed her heart, and the feeling in her heart was sullen and uncomfortable, but the pain just now seemed to be numb at the moment.

"Now you are satisfied! If you hadn't insisted on separating from us, and had you gone over that broken lake, would she have died?

Mo Xian yelled at Mu Qianxun, saliva splashed, his jaw couldn't stop shaking, thinking about how miserable Qian Yan died, he couldn't control himself.

Mu Qianxun just pierced her head a little lower, biting her lip tightly, and deeply believed Mo Xian's accusation, yes, she was the one who hurt her words.

"If Xun'er didn't take a shortcut, I would be the one who died now. ”

Mu Youchen glanced at Mo Xian's gaze, faintly, his tone was calm and soft, not an accusation, it seemed to be just a simple statement of facts.

Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled his hair, helpless, crying silently.

The grief in his heart, but even the mouth to vent his hatred was blocked, and the pain was doubled, everything he did and said was just unwilling to accept the facts.

Yes, Mu Qianxun was one step late, and what he heard at this time was Mu Youchen's death.

He couldn't watch Mu Youchen die, just like Qianyan would be willing to save Mu Qianxun, they were all the same, even if they died, they had to take care of their master, this was their mission.

"It's not the princess's fault, it's all my fault, it's my fault that I failed to protect her.

I should have followed her, I should have left her with me, I should have died, I should have died!"

Mo Xian kept muttering to himself, bent his waist, embarrassed, and seemed to be old all of a sudden.

One slap after another greeted his face, and the loud voice continued to echo in the room, worrying.

Tireless fanning, how hard he struck, they could all perceive that the cheeks on both sides became red and swollen in a few moments.

Immediately afterwards, the blood at the corners of the mouth also overflowed sporadically, intertwined with tears, and the transparent teardrops were stained red by blood, and one drop fell to the floor, making a crisp sound.

Mu Qianxun clamped his hands hard, no matter how strong he was, he held on to it and refused to let go, and his suppressed hoarse voice repeated over and over again:

"Ling Ze, stop, if you want to beat me, hit me, if you hit me, stop me!"

"Enough, don't make a fuss!"

Mu Youchen looked at the farce in front of him helplessly, couldn't bear to drink, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly.

Mo Xian's whole person who had just woken up from a dream relaxed, fell to the floor decadently, and sat in a daze, his eyes blank.

For several days in a row, Mo Xian didn't eat, drink, or sleep, didn't speak, ignored people, and didn't smile again, his chin was blue, and his whole person was emaciated.

It wasn't until Ghost Yi forced him to drink water and put ** in his water that he fell into darkness and slept for a day and two nights.

Since then, Mo Xian seems to have recovered all of a sudden, eating and drinking freely, neatly dressed, but he was stunned from time to time.

The firewood in the backyard is piled up, enough for a whole year, and it is all chopped by Mo Xian.

Maybe only when he chops firewood, can he not want to miss the words, or rather, pretend not to miss them.

Therefore, he left with an axe every day, and when he returned to the end of the day, he rested at the end of the day, day after day, and the thunder could not move.

The backyard couldn't pile up, so he piled up outside the small courtyard, in short, he was looking for something to do for himself.

Mu Youchen's injuries are gradually getting better, and he can already get out of bed and walk, and the wounds on his body are no longer serious.

Even the scars on his face, as he wished, were only a faint touch, and in time, they would disappear.

Ghost Yi really didn't just talk about it, his difficult old disease was really cured, and Mu Youchen could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

The food hoarded by the ghost was quickly eaten up under the consumption of more than a dozen people, and the mountains and forests were remote, and it was a day's journey back and forth from the nearest town.

Guiyi took two secret guards down the mountain to solve their food and clothing problems, but when they came back with food, they were afraid that they would not need it.

This day is the last time for them to be stable, and under the calm and calm, what is covered is the real turmoil.

When I got off the mountain, I realized that they were hiding in the bamboo forest and relaxing, but the outside world had already been turned upside down.

What Ghost Yi brought back was not only food, but also a few big news.

Mu Youchen sent Ling Ze to look for Cao'er, thinking that it was far away from the border, and there would be no news of Cao'er for the time being, but they didn't know that this news would fall into their ears so easily.

Cao'er's news can be said to have caused an uproar in the entire Qingge tribe, and it is difficult for them not to know.

Nangong Treadxue, who was seeking power and usurping the throne, was kicked off the throne by his half-sister before he could sit firmly in the position of the leader, and died tragically in front of the army.

Several elders who were forcibly suppressed by Nangong Taxue took advantage of the situation to rise up, supported Nangong Gu Chu, and recovered the Nangong tribe that had fallen into the hands of Han Yu in one fell swoop.

I heard that Helian Zhuofan, who has been muddying the water, took advantage of the chaos to escape, and his life and death are still unknown, and there are rumors that it was Helian Zhuofan who was deliberately let go by Nangong Gu Chu.

What is certain is that the current Nangong tribe, in the hands of Nangong Gu Chu, that is, in the hands of Cao'er, she is not only unharmed, but also controls the entire Nangong tribe.

So far, Cao'er is safe and sound, it is the best news Mu Qianxun has heard, and it has finally added a stable touch to the form of chaos.

The internal worries of the Qingge tribe were partially solved by the recovery of the Nangong tribe, but this external trouble has intensified to the point of no return.

According to the current form, it is only a matter of time before the Qingge tribe is wiped out.

The Huyan tribe was breached, and even with Lingshui and other connected cities, three were broken in a row, and they didn't even have the strength to parry, which was really a fiasco.