Mo Gu has actually always had a question, in the 7-year Northern Expedition War, the Battle of Jingu, why Leng Kite temporarily sent back the wolves who raided the head of Beijing, and why did he break through the blockade alone and come to Jingu to rescue her in person.

That battle is an eternally painful memory for Mogu, physiologically, she was severely injured by Roshan, tried various drugs for the past two years and could not be cured, has been living in the torture of old injuries, and even secretly took some highly addictive narcotic painkillers in order to alleviate the pain.

Psychologically, Mo Gu blamed himself for a large part of the failure of the Northern Expedition, and blamed himself all the time.

Just as Mo Gu once told Luo Wei before, she often thinks about how good it would be if she died in Jingu.

In the past few years, after falling asleep under the effect of painkillers and sleeping pills, Mo Gu often dreamed that he was dead, died in Jingu, the wolves successfully beheaded Jiangzong, the rebels were crushed for thousands of miles, Leng Kite put on the robe of the general, eradicated this big trouble, returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and was admired by thousands of people.

But every time she woke up from her dream, Mo Gu found that she was still alive, because of her, Leng Kite failed to defeat Jiangzong, exterminate the rebels, failed to fulfill her long-cherished wish, and even carried doubts and infamy because of the final defeat in the snowfield.

If suicide could solve the problem, Mogu would have committed suicide 10,000 times a long time ago, but suicide is useless, so what to do?

Alive, no matter how painful it is, alive.

On the battlefield, Mo Gu slowly took out the highly addictive anesthetic painkiller from the space bag, regardless of the dose, poured it directly into his mouth, and then took out a roll of bandages, trembled his hands, and wrapped it around his chest.

With the strength of the ink bone, the bandage was wrapped around her chest, and the huge pressure made her almost unable to breathe, but the injury was temporarily suppressed, but this was completely a matter of digging up the flesh and mending the sores, although she now controlled the injury in her chest, but as time progressed, there was more and more bruising, which would only further aggravate the injury.

Immediately afterwards, after the ink bone, he actually raised the blue calamity again, and gently swiped over the bleeding places on his body, including the broken left hand, after those bleeding wounds came into contact with the blue castard, they were immediately frozen by the extremely cold low temperature, and no longer often bleed, but...

This brutal technique can temporarily stop the bleeding, but freezing temperatures can cause necrosis of the wound, which can increase over time.

After doing all this, Mo Gu raised Lan Yan with his right hand and aimed the tip of his sword at the sword maniac.

When the knife rushed wildly, Mo Gu raised her head slightly, the wind blew her inky hair, and her dark eyes looked at the hazy sky in confusion...

For everything that has been, Mo Gu knows that she can't wash away such a big sin in her life, and she can't repay the debt she owes to Leng Kite, she can only do her best to make up for it, even if she can't fill the hole in her life, she has to make up for it until she dies!

For the pain of the ink bone, nothing is useless, only a nod, a compliment, and even a smile from Leng Kite can become a healing medicine.

Therefore, the principle of the second half of Mo Gu's life is very simple, do things that can make Leng Kite smile, and don't do things that will make Leng Kite frown.

The air flow kept vibrating in the space, exuding a devastating aura, and the second earth-shattering slash of the sword maniac was like a heaven-shattering thunderbolt, eclipsing everything around it, and the huge attraction made the entire land tremble...

Ink Bone's eyes were cold and resolute, urging the broken body to use the Blade Dance Cross again.

Even though the cross sword is still amazing, this time, its appearance is only a flash in the pan.

When the blue slash of the ink bone collided with the earth-shattering slash of the sword madness, the cross sword shattered after holding on for a while.

The next moment, the slash slammed into Mo Bone's body without reservation, and the blood mist sprinkled in the air like rain, cruel and poignant.

The ink bone fell to the ground, there was no good piece of meat in her body, and there were cracked wounds everywhere, especially her left hand, which was broken by the knife before, but she forcibly used the ice attribute of Lan Shen to suppress it, but after eating this devastating slash just now, the old wound recurred, and the broken place was already bleeding...

On the chief viewing platform, the generals of various factions had different expressions, some people felt that it was a pity to lose to the rebels, and some people were complaining that the ink bone skills were not as good as people, and even the rebels couldn't beat them, and some people laughed in their hearts, this time the people sent by Leng Kite were embarrassed and embarrassed.

Lu Changqing's eyebrows were solemn, she couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up suddenly, and said in a low voice: "I'll go and ask the referee to end the game." ”

"It's better not to." Luo Hanlin looked at the ink bones who were constantly struggling in a pool of blood, shook his head silently, and said in a deep voice, "You surrender to the rebels for her, it is more uncomfortable than killing her." ”

Yue Runsheng trembled and said, "But... We can't look at it..."

"Just watch." Luo Hanlin's eyes were as deep as the sea, "We don't do anything, so that we can make her feel better..."

...

When the ink bone stood up from the ground again, the knife maniac suddenly rushed up again.

This time, the ink bone no longer had the power to intercept the sword maniac, and the broken wood knife directly broke through the sword circumference of Lan Zhen and stabbed into the chest of the ink bone.

"Boom!" But because the broken knife was very blunt, it did not pierce the ink bone, but once again broke her wound, and pressed all the way against her delicate body, and slammed it on the energy matrix behind her.

Under the tremendous force of the impact, the rough wooden knife sank ten centimeters into the chest of the ink bone, and the protruding wooden thorns and flesh were mixed together, hideous.

"Ahh

The knife maniac's eyes were still indifferent, there was no change, and there was no trace of emotion, with his strength, a blood arrow erupted from the deep chest of the wooden knife, the ink bone trembled in pain, her eyes were already a little scattered, blood kept pouring out of her mouth and nose, and it seemed that she had reached the edge of dying.

Not long after, when the ink bone left a long blood mark on the energy matrix and slid weakly to the ground, the knife maniac pressed her head with one hand and held the wooden knife in the other, and pulled it out directly, bringing out a large piece of broken bones and blood, splashing and staining his bronze body.

Ink Bone collapsed on the ground, and the knife maniac took a step back, and struck the ground twice with the broken knife, this action was sending a signal to Ink Bone: Lie down, don't get up again.

However, amid the gasps of the audience, Mogu dragged his broken body and staggered to his feet again.

Although Mo Gu's eyes have been scattered, and her body has been damaged to the extreme, the whole person reveals the madness of death, I saw her pick up her broken left hand, bite her sleeve with blood-stained teeth, hold the severed hand in front of her lips, and pinch the hilt of the sword weakly and firmly.

Immediately afterward, the ink-boned right hand held another blue sword, and held the swan song sword flower in the air.

"Ah!!!h Desperate, the ink bone launched the final attack on the knife maniac, the dark eyes erupted with crazy coldness, and the look of death was full of face, even if the blood was gushing all over the body, but it seemed that there was no pain at all, and the boiling battle intent that almost crushed people surrounded the body, this kind of murderous aura of trapped beasts to the death, even if it was a brave and brave person, the face would be terrified.

However, reality is not a drama, the will to fight to the death will not change the situation, and the gushing blood will not bring victory, they can only be the last flash in the pan after all.

"Bang!" The knife maniac gripped the wooden knife and easily dodged the final blow of the ink bone, and the broken blade struck out on the flanks, leaving a shocking blood mark on her lower abdomen.

"Poof!" Immediately after, the knife madness directly grabbed Mo Bone's right hand, from the shoulder to the wrist, leaving countless blood holes on it with the broken blade.

In the end, with the click of the bones, the knife madness directly broke the right hand of the ink bone.

When both hands were broken, Lan Yan's twin swords finally fell to the ground alone with the body of the ink bone.

When the ink bone fell, only the sky shrouded in haze was in the blurred vision, bleak, just like the life he had been living all along.

The knife maniacs walked indifferently to the front, stomped on Mobone's chest, preventing her from continuing to get up, and then raised the wooden knife...

"Bang!" In the sound of breaking the air, the wooden knife slammed into Mo Gu's face, leaving a hideous blood mark, and the huge impact directly shattered all of Mo Gu's consciousness, and the last trace of consciousness disappeared into the dark eyes...

"The game is over..."The referee's voice finally sounded at this moment, they had already judged that the victory and defeat had been decided, the battle should not continue, and the game should be ended early, but they received Luo Hanlin's order that they must see the last moment.

"Half... Semi-finals Group B..."When Mo Gu lost consciousness and didn't even know whether he was dead or alive, the referees made the final announcement, their voices trembling, trying to keep themselves fair, but revealing unspeakable unwillingness and despair, "The winner... Knife maniac..."