The woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly softened her voice and leaned her forehead on his trembling face, "Mo Shan, there is hope to be alive." ”

"There is hope in life."

Sister Ah left these words and rode away on her war horse, they were extremely brave, defeated the demon cultivators one after another, and then went out of the city to meet another wave of enemies, fighting again and again.

Mo Shan returned to Linglong's residence, and the eldest lady came up with new tricks to torture herself, this time bringing him some dead chickens.

"Eat!" The delicate and beautiful shoes kicked the scars on his body, Mo Shan grabbed the chicken and bit it raw, he heard the sound of chicken bones and fascia tearing, and the smell of raw meat and the foreign body feeling of chicken feathers in his mouth were all in his mouth, and he didn't chew it, he swallowed it.

"Do you like to eat, I'll bring it to you every day in the future!" The girl smiled coquettishly, and Mo Shan hid the disgust in her eyes.

Every day, he would find an opportunity to sneak out into the street to hear the news of whether there was a team of sisters, and people said that this time His Majesty personally went on an expedition and took away the bravest soldiers in the palace, and his sister was one of them.

He has always believed that His Majesty will triumph with the glory of victory.

Spring went to autumn, the winter snow once again covered the capital, and they fell from the sky one after another, Mo Shan only wore a thin shirt and stood under the city gate as always, looking at the direction of Sister A's departure, and when the morning was almost over, he thought that Linglong was about to wake up, so he walked back. The hot air that erupted from his mouth and nostrils condensed into layers of frost flowers, frozen all around, like a silver helmet on his frozen red face.

After walking for a while, he was about to return to the house when he heard someone shouting, "The army is back!" ”

Mo Shan was agitated, squeezed along the crowd to the street, he stretched his neck and looked, waited for a long time and did not see a figure, but Linglong didn't know when to find it, she asked, "Mo Shan, why are you here?" ”

Linglong came out to find herself, Mo Shan didn't speak, just looked at the blocked city gate in front of her, and saw that she was angry when she ignored her, and a slap came over and said, "You have to answer whatever I ask, if you don't obey, I will complain to A-Niang that you bullied me!" ”

Mo Shan looked at Linglong, afraid of provoking her to go back to Xuegu to complain, and said weakly: "I... I'll go back with you later. ”

In the face of his weakness, Linglong was very satisfied this time, so she went by herself, "Okay, this time you are not allowed to run around." ”

Mo Shan nodded, and suddenly heard the sound of military horses marching, he looked over, and his eyes fell on the approaching team, these soldiers in armor were covered in blood, some were wrapped in stumps and were supported, and they were all full of sadness. He quickly searched these horses, not daring to relax a little nervous, but when the team finished walking, he couldn't help but be a little scared.

Then the next group of soldiers followed, several horses dragging a rectangular black wooden box, and at the front rode a young man in armor, who took off his helmet and held it in his hand, and the other pulled the reins, and roared in the overcrowded streets,

"Welcome Your Majesty, go back to the palace!"

It turned out that the black wooden box was His Majesty's coffin.

The great army they sent was defeated!

Mo Shan's eyelashes trembled, his bean-sized eyes fell, and he muttered, "... How could it be ......" he hurriedly pulled a soldier who walked in front of him and asked, "Big brother, among you... Is there any... Woman? ”

He didn't know Sister A's name, he didn't know how to ask, thinking that there should be very few women in the army, and it shouldn't be difficult to know her.

The soldier said indifferently, "What women and men, the rest are here." ”

He swept over each face with red eyes, not sparing a single person, but no, nowhere was it! Sister she... She didn't come back!

Linglong took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him, and said, "Isn't it just a dead person, what's there to be sad about, you care so much about others, why are you always cold to me?" ”

Mo Shan's heart was like a knife, and he pushed Linglong away, this idiot doesn't understand anything, how can she match Sister Ti, how can she match!

He pushed away Linglong and ran in the snowy night, the cold breath he breathed into his lungs seemed to condense into ice and pierce himself, the goose-feathered snow howled, and the north wind roared,

"Ah——!h

"Ahhh——!hhh

Mo Shan knelt in the snow, covering his face and crying bitterly, the tears on his eyelashes condensed into ice slag, so mushy that he couldn't open them, and the tears gushed out of his eyes and formed ice strips, cutting like ice knives on his pale skin.

To be alive is to have hope.

His hope of survival has been extinguished, so what should he do now?

"Sister, what should I do......

The cold winter snow covered him, Mo Shan fainted in the snow, in the dream, he returned to the small house where he first saw Sister A, he saw the girl smiling and winking at herself, she made a hot and unpalatable meal and told herself that boys need to eat more meat to grow taller, she held her hand and patiently said how to write, although Mo Shan felt that Sister A's words were not good-looking, but he still traced every stroke and copied it down, becoming his own handwriting.

She gently told herself that she had to study in order to gain fame and live a good life in the future. In the courtyard sprinkled with moonlight, Sister Ah waved the cold sword, and he understood that there was a lofty ambition in her sword intent. But what Sister doesn't understand is that she only wants this warm home all her life, and it is enough to be by her side.

They didn't have time to say goodbye, and he didn't even know Sister A's name.

Mo Shan thought that in the next life, he must go to find Sister A first, and this time no matter how she rushes herself, she will never leave again.

The first rays of the morning sun shone down from the shade of the trees and hit his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was covered in snow, and he was still alive.

His face was full of frozen tears, sticking to the wound, and with a gentle pull, the skin fell off.

He silently cleaned himself up, rubbed his numb legs, waited until the blood had subsided, and then slowly got up, limping towards Linglong's home.

In the following days, he still lived in darkness, Linglong was arrogant, liked to be angry with him and loved to humiliate himself. Mo Shan is no longer surprised, Sister Ah let him live, he wants to live the rest of his life for Sister A, and see what his ridiculous and sad life will become.

Later, something big happened in the imperial city, the new emperor succeeded and killed all the henchmen of the first emperor, the first emperor should be very good, otherwise Sister Ah would not have worked hard for him. However, Linglong heard the news from nowhere that the new emperor would hang the first emperor and those henchmen who had been killed on the city gate to show the public. Mo Shan didn't care about these things, but Linglong wanted to go to see the excitement and accompanied her, at first some people went to cry, but they were also beheaded by the soldiers on the side.

Linglong looked energetic, but Mo Shan lowered his eyes and looked at his toes lightly, these are Sister A's comrades-in-arms, he can't join in this kind of fun. Linglong saw that he was always cold and expressionless and wanted to tease him, so she pointed to one of the corpses and said, "Look, this is the body of the first emperor!" Tsk tsk, what about the emperor, he wasn't killed in the end, hahaha......"

Mo Shan raised his head suddenly, looking at the position where the delicate white hand was pointing, in the middle of the city gate, there were dozens of corpses, some still had their heads left, and some had been cut off, one of them was smaller than the others, and his hair stained with blood and dirt was draped on his face and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was wearing vermilion armor, which was full of holes, this was the first emperor who died on the battlefield.

And beside him there was a thin headless corpse, tied and hung on the city gate, because there was no head, Mo Shan saw his blue and yellow shirt exposed by the dark armor at a glance......

"Ahh Sister ......"

Mo Shan's pupils narrowed, he clenched his teeth, and endured not to let the tears flow, his eyes were covered with tears and had no focus, his brain kept beating suddenly, and the blood in his heart was almost breaking through the skin.

This is the only person in the world who is good to him.

He was raised by his father who was six or seven years old when he was six or seven years old, and then his father lost too much and was taken to the casino to pay off his debts, and he felt that entering the casino was no different from being by his father's side, so he obeyed. Every day in the casino he was instigated to work, either stealing money from customers or swindling them out of money under the table, and every day he was like a dead body, until he became seriously ill at the age of thirteen, and the casino sold him twenty cents to a slave trader.

In the wooden pen, drinking a few mouthfuls of gruel every day, he sometimes wondered why he hadn't let him die.

It wasn't until one day that a grandmother bought him back for fifty yuan, and Mo Shan knew that God couldn't see that he was so miserable, and all his past reluctance was to meet this kind and beautiful fairy today.

Sister Ah is the only light in his life, and now, the light is gone.

She was cut off and hung on the city gate to show the public, and the word "traitor" was pasted on her body, which ended her life. And themselves, not yet able to show any emotions!

It was as if a string had broken in his brain, and he had lost all his strength, and he turned around slowly, letting Linglong shout behind him.

Several eagles flapped their wings one after another, hovering in the air, screaming towards the sky, on the cold winter earth, the remnant sun was bleeding, and the afterglow burned people's hopes like a fire, Mo Shan walked step by step expressionlessly, and somehow returned to the house.

Linglong complained to Xue Gu, I don't know what to say, the beautiful lady was very angry, and slapped it, and Mo Shan's face hurt hotly. This slap woke him up, this is the feeling of being alive!

yes, he's still alive.

To be alive is to have hope.

He wants to avenge his sister, this is the meaning of life.

Mo Shanru was injected with the motivation to live, his eyes were filled with brilliance again, and when the two mothers and daughters fell asleep at night, he walked back to the foot of the city gate quickly. It was found that the hanging bodies had been removed and thrown into mass graves.

He braved the moonlight, walked one foot in the snow to the mass grave, and finally found the body of Sister A in a pile of corpses, Mo Shan trembled and held the hand that had been stiff and purple, tears finally flowed uncontrollably, and he couldn't cry anymore in the heavy snow.

The north wind swallowed his grief, and Mo Shan tightly dragged the body covered by heavy snow, crying silently, "Sister, I finally found you......"

"If, if there is an afterlife, I will come to you, please don't push me away again."

"Next time, I'll give you a stew, you can taste it, don't you want to make it more delicious?"

"Sister, sister, can you see how I am?"