When the black man's feet walked out with his feet in the bloody mud, Mo Yunbai should have been happy, but he didn't.

In the moment of his rejoicing, an explosion sounded in the blood mud.

At first glance, the explosion sounded like the sound of firecrackers, and when he was amazed, he saw a woman lying in the pool of blood in the afterglow of the sky.

"Hurry up and save her, why did she faint!"

Although Mo Yunbai was in a hurry, this urging voice didn't let him say it.

He was new to the rivers and lakes, and he didn't have a good way to deal with what happened tonight.

On the contrary, it was Li Siyuan who was standing on the shore, and he already had an idea.

He saw that the land of blood and mud could carry the boat and sway gently, so he swept through the blood mud, and used the wonderful light skill of "swallow three water" to set up the woman lying in the middle of the blood mud pool, and then instantly came to the opposite shore and stood steadily.

"Muddy girl, wake up!"

Seeing that Nixiang was unconscious, Li Siyuan had forgotten the pain in his burnt arm just now, and shouted twice.

However, when he saw that Muxiang did not move, he was even more worried, and hurriedly placed her on the ground covered with dirt.

Originally, he was going to reach out to probe their breathing, but he didn't expect Mo Yunbai to be more anxious than him.

Before he could stretch out his hand, Mo Yunbai had already held the mud incense in his arms and shouted, "Girl, what's wrong with you." ”

As he screamed, he shook his shoulders and arms incessantly, and almost burst into tears.

Ni Xiang felt the warmth of Mo Yunbai's embrace, and also understood that he would really worry and feel sorry for her, even in a dream, this was very realistic.

Yes, very sincerely.

Being shaken by Mo Yunbai's constant shaking, her consciousness finally cleared up.

Ni Xiang looked at Mo Yunbai with tears, and said softly in a low voice: "Brother Mo, if you and I can continue the fate of the earth, no matter how painful it is, it will be worth it." ”

Mo Yunbai is dedicated to learning, familiar with the study of Confucius and Mencius, seeing no one with disabilities and hardships, seeing the blood on Nixiang's face, and seeing her haggard face, he has already regretted it in his heart.

Hearing Ni Xiang say such a thing, he asked in a daze, squeaking, "Girl, what do you say to continue the frontier?" ”

The woman leaning on his shoulder slowly stretched out her hand, stroked his face, and asked weakly: "Brother Mo, it's okay, you don't understand now, one day in the future, you will understand everything." ”

She leaned on Mo Yunbai's shoulder with a smile on her face, and fainted again.

When Nixiang said such words, not only Mo Yunbai couldn't understand it, but Li Siyuan on the side couldn't understand it either.

However, the meaning of this left on the two people is extremely profound.

Mo Yunbai felt confused and melancholy after hearing this.

After hearing this, Li Siyuan felt lonely and lonely.

Li Siyuan saw that she fainted, and hurriedly said: "She is fainting again, take her back to Wuhuamen, today is enough toss, I am afraid that she is weak and unbearable, she needs to recuperate." ”

At this time, Xiao An and the black man on the next shore both walked over, and when they heard Li Siyuan's words, they all agreed very much and followed.

At this time, Mo Yunbai had already picked up the mud incense and walked in the direction of the Wuhua Gate, while the other three followed him.

They all rushed to the road under their feet as if they had a big preoccupation in their hearts.

If you want to talk about your heart, no one's heart is as big as Li Siyuan's heart at this moment.

Because he was about to see the person he had been thinking about for a long time, he was both excited and frightened at the moment.

If you want to say excited, others can understand, but if you want to say fear, then no one can understand what he thinks in his heart.

At this moment, Li Siyuan was 10,000 excited and 10,000 afraid in his heart, but this fear was not fear, but heartbeat.

The first time he met Hua Jiansha in front of the mass grave, he was very moved.

He can go from south to north, or from east to west, footprints in most of the Central Plains, and travel thousands of miles from the banks of the Luoyang River to Xichuan Shudi.

If this friendship is an ordinary woman, it would have been moved, but what makes people helpless is that Hua Jiansha is not an ordinary woman.

Now, she is a famous chivalrous woman in the world, not only that, but she also has an identity that she is already a married woman.

And her husband died in the war between Hou Tang and Hou Liang.

Yes, even though Li Siyuan is already very aware of these things, he still can't give up his admiration for Hua Jiansha.

Although he loved, Hanami was ashamed to swear to guard her husband's grave for three years, and she clearly remembered what her husband said when he left her for the battlefield that year.

He said that as long as this war is over, then he will hand over the military power, say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown, and he is willing to let Hua Jiansha accompany him through this year of flowers in this life.

At the beginning, he married Hua Jiansha home from the Wang family's pastry shop, just because Hua Jiansha had a shocking appearance and a national color that captivated the country and the city.

So.

It has long been the envy of others.

Although he is old, after getting married, he is also helpful to the Wang family.

And Hanami has always been proud of "him", and his heart is full of happiness.

When she heard that her husband had told her that she would be disarmed and returned to the field after the war, she was even more full of expectations for her future life.

But what, this time her husband went to the battlefield, he didn't stand and walked back, when the Houliang soldiers carried his husband's body back, she knew that the beautiful vision was just a peaceful tragic fairy tale of her husband's death when life and death were separated.

Looking back on the past, Li Siyuan knew all those moving pictures.

Moreover, even after the death of the general, he knew that he was ashamed of his behavior.

Including how she guarded the grave of her deceased husband and how she worshipped Wanhuazi as a teacher, he also knew very well.

In the past three years, a thousand days have been like a day, and he has never forgotten the flowers every year.

In the previous two years, he was just watching from afar, but in the last year, he has slowly approached Hua Jianshy.

Wanted to get close to her.

Counting up, this should be the third time Li Siyuan has come to see flowers at close range, but what he didn't expect was that this third time was difficult to see.

Why?

Because when they came to the Five Flowers Gate, there were two female disciples of the Five Flowers Gate leaning in front of the big lion at the door of the Five Flowers Gate.

Autumn is deep, the night is also deep, and at dawn, Mo Yunbai, Li Siyuan, Xiao An, and the black man all appeared in front of the ancient door.

This is exactly in front of the main entrance of the Five Flower Gate, which opens to the south.

In front of the south gate is a bluestone paved street, and on both sides of the street are strange trees and rare grasses, and the dew on these plants and trees is like teardrops, shining like tears.

The teardrops were crystal clear and could have been viewed by passers-by, but something happened in the five-flower gate that left the dewdrops unattended.

Just when Mo Yunbai and the others came to the front of the Wuhua Gate, they saw that in front of the stone lion pier in front of the gate, there were two female disciples of the Wuhua Gate.

There were blood stains on their clothes and faces, which looked hideous.

The female disciple on the left was leaning on the stone lion pier, and the right was directly in front of the stone lion pier.

They thought to themselves: What happened to Wuhuamon early in the morning?

That Li Siyuan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to probe the snort of the two female disciples, and then looked depressed.

After a long time, he only said four words lightly.

What are the four words?

"It's dead."

"Huh?" Mo Yunbai didn't seem to believe Li Siyuan's words, but when he looked closely, he only saw that the two female disciples had a silver glittering poisonous needle in their buns.

As the red sun rises in the east, the poisonous needle is even more eye-catching.

Li Siyuan said: "They died after a fight, and they were shot into the brain with a poisonous needle from the Tianling Gai. ”

"Who is so ruthless?" Xiao An shook his head in disbelief, saying that he was speechless, and he didn't say anything strange in his mouth, and he was already wondering in his heart, "Wuhua Gate is the number one famous sword gate in Xichuan Shudi, and the disciples in the sect are not juniors in the rivers and lakes, who actually inserted the poisonous needle from their temples into the brain without the slightest deviation?" ”

Yes, thinking about it, he could feel a chill in his vest.

Suddenly.

"Which heroes are coming outside the door, since they are here, come in?"

Mo Yunbai and his party were at a loss, and there was a cold, slightly vicious shout from the door.

The voice seemed hostile, and Xiao An unconsciously clenched the hilt of the knife.

The door is a red-lacquered gate, and only one door is open.

The five of them stood outside the door and heard only someone talking inside the door, but they didn't see anyone inside.

Mo Yunbai was carrying mud incense on his back, so Li Siyuan consciously stepped forward and said to the people accompanying him: "I'll go in and take a look, you guys are safe outside the door." ”

"Your Excellency!"

Xiao An wanted to step forward, but Li Siyuan subconsciously pushed him away, and then he stepped forward step by step, stretched out his hand and pushed to another door, and the door "swayed" and slowly opened.

Li Siyuan's clear eyes looked in, only to see that the square was empty, and there was no one.

Then, he tried to walk in, but when his footsteps were about to fall into the door, he saw a flash of light in front of him, and a poisonous needle the length of his middle finger pierced the bluestone slab where he was footing.

Seeing the poisonous needles on the ground shining in the sunlight, Li Siyuan was falsely alarmed, and the cold sweat in his palms was like water gurgling down the gap between his fingers.