March 10, 19th year of Mocang, early noon.

Beichuan, Huanglin, hunting grounds, warm and cold at first.

A strong and pungent smell of blood permeated the entire hunting ground, and the vigorous wolf riders were already restless, constantly stepping on their hooves, galloping back and forth in the desert yellow sand.

Mocang Wuji rode a wolf in the center of the hunting ground, and a pair of eagles were staring in all directions, exuding a scorching cold light.

On the back of the wolf's horse, a pair of high-quality red longbows were tied, and two eight-clawed black dragons were tied to it, each standing on one side, the fierce eyes were intertwined with murderous aura, competing against each other, and hundreds of sharp feathered arrows were lying in the bow bag next to them, like soldiers waiting for battle.

The spring thunder drum was earth-shattering, and the wolf rider couldn't bear it even more, he locked his lips and held the reins with both hands.

The pain of the tear did not make the wolf rider resist, but made it even more excited, it opened the rows of jagged wolf teeth, and raised its head to the sky with a long howl, startling the cold of Kyushu.

The wind and sand rose suddenly, and the monstrous momentum was shocking.

There are many Mocang royal families gathered around the hunting ground, the princes and nobles who have good political achievements in the old years, and the people of Mocang nearby, some of them shouted in unison, clapped their hands, some of them grinded their ears and temples, talking about the high-spirited princes on the hunting ground, and some even spent a lot of money to bet on their own heirlooms as a bet, and began to bet on the best hunting this year.

Mocang Wuji glanced at the two of them to the right, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"It coincides with the triennial hunting test of the Mocang Prince, we are exactly one or two years apart, and it is really a great blessing to be able to stand on this hunting ground with the two royal brothers today!"

The sound of hypocrisy and hypocrisy was like a cold string, ringing in the ears, and Mo Wuchen also plucked the golden copper bell hanging under the neck of the "Qingfeng" under his crotch, without paying any attention to the meaning of indifference.

"Second brother...... You said we swapped each other's horses and went hunting... Is it really possible? ”

There was less than a moment before the start of the hunt, Mo Cang Wuxian couldn't help but ask the second brother beside him, the reins in his hand were held tightly by him, and a faint liquid was secreted.

At this time, Mo Cang Wuxian was in the year of hair binding, but Mo Cang Wuchen was two years older than him, he had two peach blossom eyes, and said to the fourth brother with a smile.

"Ah Zhen, don't worry! My 'Langyue' and your 'breeze' have always been inseparable, your 'breeze' is my 'Langyue', my 'Langyue' is your 'breeze', we will not only not affect their performance, but also maybe stimulate their potential! ”

He shook his head dumbly, he didn't really understand what the second brother meant, and when he was thinking about it, a noisy voice came from his ears again.

"Usually lazy to practice, now playing these tricks is destined to be useless, as your royal brother, I really feel sorry for you from the bottom of my heart! Since ancient times, all the men of my Mocang royal family can ride and shoot well, you say, the good customs that have been passed down from generation to generation for so many years, if something goes wrong between the two of you, wouldn't it be to slap your father's face and add shame to the ancestors and ancestors of Mocang? Don't forget, the prince who did not pass the test of this hunt will be degraded! ”

Completely enraged by Fang Cai's ignorance, Mocang Wuji didn't want to miss any brotherhood, and killed their morale first while the hunt was still open.

In the blink of an eye, the peach blossom eyes turned out to be pale, and he said with disdain.

"You don't have to pretend here! Hypocritical! From the bottom of my heart, if I want to stand on this hunting ground with people like you, I would rather go and ask my father to resign, and be willing to degrade myself! If it weren't for the emperor's order, who would spoil their own life? ”

"You!"

Furious by Mo Cang Wuchen, Mo Cang Wuji bit his cold lip and glared at the two of them, and the reins in his hands were clenched even tighter, until the green tendons on his fists appeared.

With a stingy look in his eyes, he turned his eyebrows and swore to the fourth brother.

"Ah Zhen, don't listen to someone chewing the root of the tongue, if we can't pass this time, we will be degraded together, whether it is to go to the border of the Northern Desert to fight the enemy, or to bend the mountains to defend it, or to go to Wuyue Valley to guard the imperial tomb, as long as we are far away from this palace!"

Hearing this, the gloomy clouds finally dispersed, and Mo Cang Wuji was no longer bothered by Mo Cang Wuji's words, he straightened his waist and nodded with a smile at the second brother, as if there were stars shining in his eyes.

The shallow smile of the two was a little distorted in his eyes, and he couldn't help smacking his tongue.

"It's really a misfortune for Mo Cang to give birth to the two of you!"

"Luck and misfortune, in the future, can be seen clearly."

Looking forward without a trace, in the distance, the desert yellow sand can not cover the oil and green grass, and the spring breeze blows, and a piece of green comes into view.

Hearing the word "coming day", Mo Cang Wuji couldn't help but sneer, he glanced at Mo Cang Wuji coldly, and hated it in his heart, he had always hated his unbeatable appearance, but he knew that he wouldn't be proud for long.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he turned to a pleasant face.

"There are no eyes in the bow and arrow on the hunting ground, the two royal brothers should pay attention to it!"

There was a gnashing of teeth in his tone.

The gong sounded quietly, and the hunting test began.

Dozens of horses and wolves rushed to the forest in the distance, the dust suddenly rose in all directions, surging into the sea, the original footprints were also covered without a trace, the cheers were more intense, the song platform built in advance, at this time it was already the gong and drum noise, on it, the graceful shadows moved with the wind, the drums became more intense, and the dance posture became more wild and uninhibited.

The hustle and bustle faded away, and all I heard was the sound of horses' hooves galloping and sharp arrows, and Mo Wuchen whipped and shouted at the fourth brother.

"Ah Zhen, if you don't follow them, let's take another path!"

The voice melted into the cold wind, and it was a little difficult to listen, but he quickly understood what the second brother meant, and pulled the reins with all his strength, shouting.

"Langyue, hurry!"

With a few flicks of their fingers, the two rode "Qingfeng" and "Langyue" and walked side by side into a more secluded small jungle.

Unaffected by the fierce competition, the two quickly adapted to the way of hunting.

Entering a no-man's land, bits and pieces of sunlight refracted from the towering ancient trees, illuminating the snow that was shackled to the ground very clearly.

There seemed to be a streamer flowing on the snow, and his eyes stared at the white snow in the distance for a long time, and suddenly realized that it was not the result of the sun, it was clearly a snow-white hare using the snow as cover!

"Huh"

The target has been locked, and Mo Cang stared at the blank and was about to draw his bow to shoot at the snow white, who knows, before the arrow left the string, there was a sudden splash of residual red in front of him, and the snow rabbit was shot up in the air, and the blood bloomed in the paleness.

Just as he was wondering where the arrow was shot, there was a sound behind him that seemed to be a sharp arrow!

He wanted to go back and explore, but the arrow was close at hand!

There seemed to be a black shadow under his nose lightly, and he subconsciously lowered the body of the horse, and in only a second, he successfully dodged the sharp arrow with bad intentions.

Not far away, there was a suspicion about the violent sound of sharp arrows inserting into the stake, and Mo Cang Wuchen turned to the "Qingfeng" to look at the fourth brother, who knows, he found that Mo Cang Wuji's arrow heart was aimed at him less than ten meters away from him.

"Be careful!"

The nerves were alerted again, and Mo Cang's body was low and low, half of his body was suspended in the air, and on it, sharp arrows flashed by!

Completely enraged by Mo Cang Wuji's unexpected tracking and assassination, Mo Cang Wuchen kicked his horse and drove towards the fourth brother, and at the same time angrily scolded and warned Mo Cang Wuji in the distance.

"Desert! Are you crazy? This is the royal hunting ground! ”

Hearing this, Mo Cangwu suddenly sneered.

"I warned you a long time ago

Everyone, on the hunting grounds, sharp arrows have no eyes! ”

After speaking, his eyebrows were hooked, his head was crooked behind him, and in the depths of the bamboo forest, dozens of masked archers and arrows suddenly flashed.

"Despicable!"

Mo Cangwuchen suppressed his angry eyebrows, and after scolding him, he called the fourth brother suddenly.

"Scar, let's go!"

"Chase me!"

Angrily whipped the horse, the two of them fled all the way, unexpectedly, a thunderbolt was in the air behind them, and more than a dozen sharp arrows shot out in unison!

The two stared at the next tree-lined bend, constantly urging the horse forward, who knows, just reversed, dodged the sharp arrow, "Lang Yue" fell to the ground suddenly, let out a tragic neigh!

As soon as the center of gravity is lost, the world is spinning! The desert fell into the snow without a trace.

"Lang Yue"

Looking back, I found that a sharp arrow had pierced the body of "Lang Yue", and a dazzling blood couldn't stop flowing out, directly looking at the blank and dusty eyes.

Looking back, the unscrupulous pursuit was already approaching step by step, and he suddenly stretched out a strong arm to the fourth brother on the snow, and screamed like crazy.

"Marks! Come on! ”

The brass bell tied around the neck of "Lang Yue" and the red tassel falling on the saddle showed a unique status, but unfortunately its abdomen now had a big wound, and the blood flowed out of its body and seeped into the snow, and soon dyed the white snow under it into a bewitching red.

Blurry eyes are reddened! Mo Cang looked at the scene in front of him without a trace, only to feel as if someone had stabbed him in the heart! The heavens and the earth are darkened!

"Hurry"

The ensuing pursuit completely collapsed him, and he bit his trembling lip without a trace, and suddenly swallowed ten thousand kinds of grief and indignation!

Turning around, tears flew away!

He firmly grasped the second brother's arm, jumped forward, spun around, and successfully stepped into the saddle.

Looking deeply, as if he had no regrets for the rest of his life, "Lang Yue" finally collapsed to the ground, his big eyes were overflowing with liquid, and the copper bell on his neck made a faint throat sound, like a goodbye.

The two bent arms pulled the reins, firmly protecting the fourth brother in front of him, and Mo Cangwuchen gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Driving"

The "Breeze" hissed one last time and sped away towards the front, leaving a faint glow with a brass bell.

The two of them rode and gradually disappeared into the vast snowfield.

The dust finally cleared, and the setting sun was bare among the vast icebergs.

Patches of mist faint glow out of the blurred illusion, weeping grass streams, continuous snow-capped mountains, quiet ancient trees, and occasional flying snowbirds are all shrouded in this dream-like illusion, as if dyed with a faint sorrow.

"If it weren't for my poor riding skills, 'Lang Yue' wouldn't have died, it was 'Lang Yue' who didn't protect my second brother well, it was I who killed my second brother's beloved, and my second brother ......"

Feeling guilty, he fell in a snowy field without a trace, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Do you know why I used 'Langyue' to exchange 'Breeze' for you?"

The snow was all over their bodies, and the glow fell on the two of them, revealing a faint warmth.

Mo Cangwuchen hugged the fourth brother tightly, a pair of peach blossom eyes were extremely clear, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, looking at the afterglow in the sky, for a long time, he said with a smile.

"Because 'Lang Yue' trusts 'Qingfeng' enough, just like the second brother trusts Ah Jian enough. In order to protect their loved ones, in the fierce competition in the future, in the sinister pursuit, there will always be one party who will do their best to break through, and even give up their lives to fight to the death! ”

The moon is breezy, the smoke is dark, and the heavenly religion is haggard.

Indulge in cherishing, I don't know how long I will stay from now on.

If the favor is good, why remember more.