How can you use me as a shield...? Her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and the grievances in her heart couldn't suppress the eruption. Her playmate who grew up as a childhood sweetheart, the person who always protects her behind her in times of crisis, actually pushed her out to block the shield today.

No! This person must not be the King of Lanling!

"Who are you?" The corners of Mulan's lips were bloody, and she suddenly reached out to remove the cold mask on Yi Xing's face. And under that mask, there was a face exactly the same as that of King Lanling, but the expression on that face was extremely gloomy, an expression that Mulan had never seen, very unfamiliar.

"Guess?" Yi Xing smiled playfully. This stupid woman is going to die, and she hasn't recognized herself yet?

Mulan's reddened eyes blinked, and she stared at the incomparably familiar face. On Bai Jing Sven's face, the slender eyes are delicate and smart, the delicate eyebrows and eyes are more beautiful than women, and a thin lip is smiling even if it is tightened.

"What about him? What about Gao Changgong? What did you do to him? Mulan staggered to her feet, blood surging from her chest and her face pale. Her hands grabbed Yi Xing's hands tightly. The person in front of her is not the king of Lanling, he is not the person she likes, or this way, maybe the king of Lanling is still safe now, and there is no worry about his life.

Yi Xing saw Mulan's dying appearance, knowing that Mulan would not live long, he smiled proudly, even if he told Mulan the truth, it was nothing.

"He's dead! He died in the evening, and the corpses were thrown out to feed the dogs! Yi Xing sneered and said without emotion, as if it was a cat or a dog who died.

"What! What did you say! Mulan's eyes were dilated for a moment, and tears burst out of her eyes in the next second.

"No, no! You lied to me! You lied to me! This can't be true! Mulan grabbed Yi Xing with both hands frantically and shook, her heart was about to burst, it was really hard to accept, but the next second she was occupied by anger and hatred: "It's all you!" You must have killed him! I'll kill you! Kill you! ”

Mulan stretched out her hands and tried to choke Yi Xing's neck and strangle Yi Xing to death. But after all, she was too seriously injured and lacked strength, Yi Xing suddenly raised her hand and hit Mulan's wrist, twisting her wrist down, and Mulan let out her hand with a miserable howl.

Seeing Marco Polo running towards the two of them with two guns in his hand, Yi Xing was in a hurry, twisted Mulan's hands fiercely, and pushed them to the ground. Mulan's seriously injured body was unstable, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Die, madwoman!" After Yi Xing cursed, he turned around and ran away in a hurry.

"No... Gao Changgong... He must not be dead, he must be alive... He said he would accompany me back to the Great Wall... You'll also accompany me to see the lanterns..."Mulan fell to the ground, her mouth blurred, her reddened eyes staring at the dark roof, like a dark night with no edge in sight.

Her mind was in turmoil, and somehow, she vaguely remembered the past. She remembered the time when Gao Changgong sat under the tree and peeled pears for her to eat. He was wearing a light blue shirt, the hem of the robe was lifted and tied in the belt, revealing a pair of boots with dark patterns and silver on a white background, clean and temperamental.

"Hey, you stupid girl, eat, sleep and sleep every day, no man wants you in the future!" He pursed his lips and smiled, but the knife in his palm was very agile, and the yellow and clear skin of the pear was peeled off piece by piece, and the thin skin was like flying snow.

"You care about me~ Hurry up and sharpen! Starving! Mulan sat lazily against the tree, touched her shriveled belly, reached out and pulled a leaf on the pear tree at will, pinched it in her hand, and then shouted: "Are your pears delicious?" I'll take some back to the Great Wall later? ”

"How many have you eaten, and you still pack? If you are like this, you will have a ghost if you can marry in the future! King Lanling pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes full of smiles, just like pear blossoms blooming all over the branches, gorgeous.

"I said Gao Changgong, you are too stingy! Eat a few pears from you, and curse me not to get married? I tell you, if I really can't get married in the future, I will rely on you! Live in your yard, eat and drink for nothing every day, and don't work! Mulan opened her mouth and shouted loudly without thinking about it, as if she wanted to block King Lanling's mouth.

At this time, King Lanling handed the snow-white pear to Mulan's eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

The breeze in the small courtyard was blowing, with the faint and sweet fragrance of pear blossoms, and under the pear blossoms falling from the tree, the eyes of the two looked at each other as if they were frozen at that moment.

Mulan on the cold ground in Daci Temple couldn't help crying loudly in a pool of blood, crying silently, tears flowing. She never thought that one day it would end like this, if it weren't for her clamoring to come to Chang'an, everything wouldn't be like this.

Maybe Gao Changgong will sit in the small courtyard of the Tiger Lost Valley, wait for autumn to come, tie a paper lantern for her, and then secretly hang it under the gate of the Great Wall while people are unprepared. And she will continue to break into his small courtyard with a big grin, kicking over the bamboo fence he has worked so hard to install as usual, and attracting a scolding from him.

Or he would take off his mask, put on the clothes of an ordinary man, and invite her out one night and sit on the roof and watch the stars in the night. Or he would take her hand, go to the Yuelao Temple to ask for a signature, put it together in the river lamp, and secretly make a wish while the river lamp was going downstream.

Or, his delicate eyes would stare at her for a long time, and then whisper in her ear, "I've liked you for a long time, and I've liked you since the beginning." Then he gently lowered his head and kissed her long hair.

Mulan cried loudly and cried, her voice getting quieter and quieter. The gunshot wound on her chest, more and more blood gushing out, her breath became weaker and weaker, her crying red eyes were closed tightly, and when she lost consciousness in a trance, she seemed to hear the voice of King Lanling say softly: Silly woman, I came to take you home.

Mulan's breathing stopped, and her life remained forever in the ruined temple of Daci Temple. There was no blood on her pale countenance, but a very shallow smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. It seems that in the last moments of her life, she has met the person she wants to meet.

Marco Polo's eyes were red, and his figure nimbly pursued the dark blue figure in front of him. It was this man who killed Crazy Iron! He must avenge his friend. Marco Polo aimed at Yi Xing's figure, constantly pulling the trigger, he wished that every bullet could hit, and the enemy in front of him could be beaten into a sieve, so that he could vent his hatred.

Yi Xing didn't expect Marco Polo's bullets to be dense and urgent, and the constant strafing was like endless. Even if he dodged left and right, he was almost hit by a bullet several times. The power of those bullets was very powerful, and although the missed bullets did not hit his body, they hit the nearby wall or floor, and the flying stones hurt his body.