Red is always thrilling, the fire is magnificent, the blood is enchanting, and even the sunset is red and warm.

"Mu Rouxi, Mu Rouxi."

Suddenly, there was a call in his ears that seemed to be real but full of anxiety, and Mu Rouxi suddenly opened her eyes.

In the distance was a blinding red sunset, and in front of her were three ragged men with red eyes, who were not strong, and they were staring at her like poisonous snakes.

Before she had time to think about it, she clenched the dagger in her hand and stepped forward. She has been practicing martial arts with her brother since she was a child, and she can't say what kind of martial arts master she is, but it is enough to clean up a few beggars with only brute strength.

Relying on her flexible body and vicious attack, the three men who were supposed to trap her were all stabbed and fell to the ground in pain. Although her mind was in a mess, after solving the trouble on her side, she still looked for the voice that had just called her.

Turning around, I saw a dilapidated temple gate, a big man carrying a teenage boy in his hand like a chicken. Under the reflection of the remnant sun, although the child's immature little face has not yet grown, it is like a fairy child.

The complexity in Mu Rouxi's eyes flashed, her throat tightened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out without warning.

"Mu Rouxi, are you okay?" When the child saw Mu Rouxi vomiting blood, he changed his voice urgently.

Raising his eyes and giving him a gentle smile, he turned his head to look at the big man who was obviously panicked, the smile on the corner of Mu Rouxi's mouth became a little thicker, but the coldness in his eyes made the residual warmth of the remnant sun shiver.

"You, you, don't come here."

The big man clenched the collar he was holding in his hand again, as if it was his last straw. Mu Rouxi ignored him, the dagger in her right hand swayed, and her left hand gently stroked the already scattered bun.

The world doesn't know that the third miss of the Mu family is more sensitive in her left hand than her right hand.

Something swept through in the glow of the slanting sun, leaving a trail of silver with a little breeze.

"Bang!"

The sound of the heavy object falling on the ground makes the dust dance happily, which is the joy of survival.

The child who landed on the ground didn't have time to appreciate those joys like Mu Rouxi, he hurriedly ran to Mu Rouxi's side and hugged her crumbling body.

"Amu, I'm fine." Her breath was a little unstable, and the pain that she hadn't been able to feel carefully before also hit her brain, but she still comforted Shen Muzhi softly, holding Shen Muzhi, whose hands were still trembling.

"Hmm."

Shen Muzhi replied without hearing emotion, and the hand holding Mu Rouxi's waist was a little harder.

As Shen Muzhi entered the broken temple, he glanced at the corpse lying at the door with his eyes wide open, and a begonia flower silver hairpin in the middle of his forehead, Mu Rouxi's eyes overflowed with a little nostalgia.

Before the eldest brother went to garrison the northern Xinjiang, he deliberately looked for someone and beat a few hairpins with sharp blades to save her life, and this one was abandoned here like in the previous life.

Shen Muzhi's eyes also fell on the silver hairpin, and a few hints of clarity and other things flashed in his eyes. When Mu Rouxi came back to her senses, she helped her to the place with the most thatch in the broken temple.

As soon as Mu Rouxi lay down, a heavy feeling of tiredness hit her, and she barely reached out and rubbed her temples.

"I'll come." Clear as a sweet spring, but with a childish voice, a pair of warm hands pulled her hands away and caressed her temples.

With the other party's somewhat stiff and jerky pressing, Mu Rouxi gradually relaxed, closed her eyes quietly, and tidied up her messy head.

She didn't die, she came back to life. At this time, she had just turned thirteen.

The moon is approaching, and Qin Tian said that this year, Jincheng, which is flat and located in the middle and north of the territory of Dajin, will have a hot summer. The heat was unstoppable, and the civil and military officials followed the emperor to Nanshan, which is known as the spring city among the many cities in the north.

Two days ago, His Majesty the Emperor had the whim to hunt in the wild. As the eldest lady of the Mu family, a family of Confucian generals in the Dajin Dynasty, Mu Rouxi, who also won the title of the first person in Jincheng at the Mulan banquet, naturally wanted to participate in this hunting. It's just that I didn't expect to be assassinated not long after entering the mountain.

She and her father have been following the emperor, but the assassination came suddenly, her father and the guards all put the emperor first, and no one had time to take care of her. She can only follow the instinct of survival, abandon the horse and take advantage of the chaos to leave the land of right and wrong.

But the mountains in the land of Nanshan are comparable to those special hunting grounds in Jincheng, she ran into the mountains in a panic, but she was lucky to meet Shen Muzhi and Mu Yan, who were also panicked and scattered with the guards.

The three of them ran all the way out of the hunting mountain by mistake and ran into the broken temple to hide, but they never thought that because of the wealth of the brocade clothes on their bodies, they attracted the evil intentions of beggars. At that time, the situation was urgent, and she killed someone for the first time in a panic, and then fled desperately with Mu Yan and Shen Muzhi.

She asked Mu Yan to escape to find helpers, and stayed behind to deal with the gangsters, wanting to save the life of the captured Shen Muzhi. At the age of thirteen, she left her hope in the rescuers Mu Yan found.

Fortunately, he somehow returned with the memories of his past life at a time of life and death.

"Uh-huh......." A small murmur sounded, and Mu Rouxi put away her thoughts and opened her eyes. By the light of the moon, she saw the little man who had covered her coat but curled up in a ball on the side. There was a sour look in her eyes, and she forced herself to endure the discomfort of her body, and she sat up and covered him with her coat.

As if sensing warmth, his frowning brows widened. Under the bright moonlight, his eyelashes fluttered, the bridge of his nose was beautiful, his small mouth was slightly open, and although his lips were a little dark purple from the cold, it did not affect its beauty at all.

Looking at his well-behaved sleeping face, Mu Rouxi endured the grievances and tears of two lifetimes and finally came like a flood.

"Amu."

She whispered in a nasal voice, and this call contained too many and too complicated feelings.

Shen Muzhi woke up when he heard the movement, and what he saw was Mu Rouxi's tears.

Girls are trouble, crying at every turn. But thinking that she had saved himself today, he patiently reached out and pulled her into his arms. coaxed with a good voice: "Be good, don't cry, don't cry." ”

Mu Rouxi was embarrassed and was struggling to get out of his arms, but although Shen Muzhi was young, her size was about the same as herself, and her strength was even higher than her, so she couldn't get out, so she could only give in.

After a while, a thick sense of drowsiness hit. Immediately afterwards, a sound of footsteps sounded, and Mu Rouxi's scalp was numb, and she bounced up.

"Hide." As she spoke, she pushed Shen Muzhi under the only table in the temple with her hand, trying to hide him, but it was obviously too late. A scream has been heard outside the door.

"Big Tiger, Erniu...... Who is it? Who the hell is it? Who the hell killed you! Yes! Yes! Yes! I want revenge! ”

As soon as the grief-stricken voice fell, another rough voice also sounded: "Go and see if those little hairy children are still there?" Don't let Lao Tzu run for nothing! ”