Chapter Seventy-One: The Left Hand

The crisp sound of metal cracking sounded.

Fu Sichong didn't understand why his knife would break under Fu Xiao's swallowing spear? But he didn't have time to think about it so much, the moment the spear pierced his heart, he thought in his heart: karma.

The figure of Fu Xiao holding a gun in front of him gradually coincided with the sassy figure of Princess Changhuan.

She is always so confident, and she seems to shine everywhere, making him a person like him ashamed of himself.

"Your name is Fu Sichong, I heard that you asked your father to marry me?"

"Take your sword, win me, and marry you!"

"If you dare to have other women, I will send you to be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks with one shot!"

Yuan Wei is noble, so in front of her, he Fu Sichong has always been humble, and only after meeting Ah Mei did he really find the feeling of a man.

My princess, don't meet a man like me again in the next life.

The moment Fu Si's lofty body collapsed, Fu Xiao's heart swelled with a sense of relief. Her love and hate are also very simple, Yuan Wei died because of Fu Sichong, and as soon as Fu Sichong died, all kinds of enmity and hatred were dusted.

Mrs. Mei trembled, hugged Fu Song tightly, and looked at Fu Xiao in fear.

She felt that she should rush up and slap Fu Xiao, reprimanding her for the crime of killing her father, perhaps quickly kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, begging her to spare the lives of her mother and daughter. But she was surprised to find that her body was no longer able to move, and she was not saddened by Fu Sichong's death, but only frightened by the current condition of her mother and daughter.

Fu Xiao pulled out her gun from Fu Sichong's chest, she believed that if Yuan Wei knew, she would definitely feel that this was the best ending, and she even felt that the blow just now seemed to be the power her mother gave her.

She grabbed her gun, turned and walked away.

"Why?" Mrs. Mei blurted out, and looked at Fu Xiao with a shudder and turned her head.

Fu Xiao tilted his head and seemed to think for a while, "Because my mother can't, in her opinion, women and children are both objects that need to be protected." ”

She walked forward again, her back straight as she had come.

"Mother......" Fu Song's experience is not enough for him to understand what is happening now, "Daddy......"

"Remember what your sister said." Mrs. Mei took him and knelt down in the direction Fu Xiao left, kowtowed, "Thank you Lord for sparing your life!" ”

It rained heavily, and the blood stains on his face were washed clean, but his body had solidified into black, Fu Xiao suddenly felt a little tired, after going back, could he lie down next to Ah Yun and sleep well?

"Ah Xiao." Mo Shuangyun and Ah Shao stood in front, and Mo Shuangyun said softly, "Let's go home." “

"Hmm."

After returning to Tongzhou City, Jiang Xinhua had already begun to deal with the handover of Huaizhou.

"Master Mo, I still let the rebels' military advisor run away, Lord Bai just led the troops to chase after him."

"Ah Yi takes someone to chase?!" There was anger in Ink Frost's voice, "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang Xinhua knew that Mo Shuangyun was not a person who would make a fuss, so he immediately called a soldier to lead the way.

Ah Shao rode a horse with Ink Frost Yun, and Fu Xiao rode a horse to the side.

"Bai Yi's martial arts are not weak, you don't have to worry too much." Ah Shao sat in front of him and could feel his emotions.

Mo Shuangyun bit her finger, "I'm not worried about this, but Ah Yi is not smart enough." “

Ah Shao nodded in agreement, this sentence was not wrong.

Fu Xiao whipped his horsewhip, "I'll go to the front first!" ”

Mo Shuangyun nodded, Fu Xiao alone can indeed be a little faster.

Fu Xiao had just overtaken them on horseback, and a blood-stained man in white jumped out in front of him, it was Bai Yi.

Mo Shuangyun saw his condition clearly, and suddenly let go of Ah Shao and fell off the horse, but fortunately Ah Shao pulled on top, and Fu Xiao didn't fall to the ground when he caught it below.

Bai Yi also saw him, did not speak, and silently covered his left sleeve, which was completely soaked in blood.

Ink Frost rushed up to him, trying to lift his sleeve to take a look.

Bai Yi brushed his hand away, "Ah Yun, don't look at it." ”

"Don't talk!" Ink Cream is always warm and gentle on weekdays, and the three people present dare not speak out of the atmosphere.

He carefully lifted Bai Yi's left sleeve, where he should have seen the young man's knotted left hand, which was already empty, with a wrist that showed its muscles.

"Did Mo Hanying do it?" Ink Frost grabbed him by the shoulder, then lowered her hand and carefully held his left arm.

Bai Yi looked embarrassed and nodded, "I fell for his trick." ”

"Someone else has already run away?" Ink Frost's voice had calmed down significantly, but there was still a little tremor at the end.

Bai Yi nodded.

"That'...... And what about your severed left hand? ”

Bai Yi's face was like a vegetable, "After he cut it down, his helper caught it and took it away." ”

Mo Shuangyun swallowed his saliva and was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's go back to the Bamboo Pavilion first." ”

On the carriage back, there was one more person, but this person didn't dare to say a word, wishing that he could be invisible in front of Mo Shuangyun.

Mo Shuangyun leaned against the wall of the car, her eyebrows were full of exhaustion, and her brows were furrowed and she never relaxed. Because of his mistake, Bai Yi's left hand was broken, and Bai Yi's left hand was broken. Bai Yi came to the capital to help him, but he didn't protect him......

Bai Yi could only give Fu Xiao next to him a look: You adjust the atmosphere.

Fu Xiao turned his head silently: I can't help you.

Carrier pigeons kept flying in to deliver news outside, and when Mo Shuangyun felt the carrier pigeon coming in, he would open his eyes to check and not reply.

Finally, Mo Shuangyun was about to speak, and Bai Yi immediately frowned.

Then Ink Frost closed her mouth again, and lowered her head to read the letter.

But Fu Xiao sat short, and he could see that Ah Yun's eyes were red, maybe Bai Yi's attitude made him even more self-reproachful.

After another period of time, Mo Shuangyun said slowly: "Ah Yi, I asked someone to send the ebony wood left by the ink chess master to the Zhuli Pavilion...... Only...... I can only press a prosthetic hand for you, this method was only taught to me by the master orally, and I haven't tried it, if the situation is good, I can still do some simple actions in the future. “

"That's good, I know Ah Yun must have a way!" Bai Yi said happily.

Ink Frost Yun didn't reply.

Fu Xiao quietly moved to the car door, and then ran outside with A Shao who was driving.

"Why did you get out?" Ah Shao asked her.

Fu Xiao sighed, "I felt that I was not suitable to stay, so I came out." ”

Ah Shao nodded, "It's okay, speaking of which, among us, he should be the first person to know Mo Shuangyun." ”

"yes." Fu Xiao's volume was lowered very low, worried about disturbing the two people in the carriage, "The relationship between the Mo family and the Bai family is not understandable to outsiders. ”

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