Mu Lianqi thought that the sky was going to kill him, so he gave him a dead end, and he was really desperate in his heart.

Among those who approached him step by step, the first one, seeing that he could not retreat, brought a malicious smile on his face, and a little unspeakable mockery.

"It turns out that you are Mu Lianqi! Looks a little like your mother. You are also a fortune teller, and you have lived for thirteen more years, but it is useless, you still have to die in my hands! ”

This person is naturally Xue Dongyuan.

Mu Lianqi had been cornered by him, and there were all his own people behind him, but Mu Lianqi was alone, without any threat, and Xue Dongyuan was not in a hurry to kill him.

He likes to watch other people's dying struggles, and he likes to manipulate other people's lives and deaths, which makes him very happy.

Mu Lianqi listened to him and knew that he was the eagle dog of the imperial court nine times out of ten, otherwise he would not have seen his dead mother.

He didn't speak with a cold face, and put down the wide edge of the arrow sleeve to block it on his chest, so as to block the strangeness on his chest, where he bulged and put a very important thing, which was originally treasured by Fan Hong, once he saw it, he liked it very much, and he snatched it up, and he had to hide it close to him.

Fan Hong knew that although he was a little out of tune, he was a person who knew the severity, and there were so many people to protect him, so there shouldn't be anything wrong, and that thing should have been his, so he had to go.

In the eyes of Xue Dongyuan and others, Mu Lianqi's actions were just pretending to be a proud posture to hide his fear before he died.

The fourteen-year-old boy is already like a young man, although his face has a lot of dust, the edges and corners of his face are still three-dimensional and handsome, and his narrow eyes are much more charming than three years ago, but at this time he is full of arrogance that Xue Dongyuan hates.

Xue Dongyuan dislikes the weak person to play in front of him the most, especially a person who is about to die.

He drew his long sword, and with that stab into Mu Lianqi's left shoulder.

But he just pierced Mu Lianqi's clothes, and then slashed diagonally and picked up, revealing Mu Lianqi's bare shoulders.

There was a bright red mole there.

"It turned out to be Li Dai Taozhuang!" A playful smile appeared on Xue Dongyuan's face, "No wonder you were able to escape death." ”

He raised his sword and stabbed into Mu Lianqi's shoulder, penetrated through the position of the blood mole, and sent it forward fiercely, with a hideous smile: "What about it? It's not the same to die! What if you have been living secretly for thirteen years? Just like your useless father! ”

"It's really sad and lamentable, it's sad that he ended up like that! You should go with him earlier, maybe you can be reincarnated sooner, and you will have a chance to seek revenge on me in the next life! ”

Xue Dongyuan tried his best to ridicule, and after a few words, Mu Lian's blood was rolling, and the hatred in his eyes was hard to hide, and he didn't know how much he wanted to chop the person in front of him into meat paste and feed it to the dog.

But he knew that he was going to die here today, so he gritted his teeth, and did not let himself make any shameful begging for mercy, nor did he curse.

This will not help but please those who are bent on seeing his jokes and then taking his life.

Xue Dongyuan saw that he had never said a word, so he drew his sword hard, and a blood arrow spurted out like a spring.

Mu Lianqi covered the blood hole with his hand, and broke out in a cold sweat in pain, but he didn't fall down.

"Quite backbone." Xue Dongyuan held his sword and gestured at Mu Lianqi's body, as if he was thinking about where to stab it from.

The words that came out of his mouth were even more vicious: "A little mongrel who came out of nowhere, and still wants to turn the sky upside down? Fan Hong, that old horseman, should have died a long time ago. ”

"Don't worry, when you die, I will kill Fan Hong to accompany you, and I will never let you be alone." As Xue Dongyuan spoke, the sword in his hand also moved to the vital point of Mu Lianqi's chest.

He was about to kill the baby who died for him more than ten years ago, and also give him a cold heart, but he saw Mu Lianqi suddenly take two steps back, stepped on the air, and fell off the cliff.

Mu Lianqi has his own pride, and he doesn't want the things on his body to fall into the hands of Xue Dongyuan, and he cheapens Chengxing Emperor Mu Lianzhen, so he jumped and repaid his determination to die.

He also thought that he was going to die, who would have thought that a branch would extend from the face of this cliff, and he would be desperate for life.

Now that he has the hope of life, Mu Lianqi certainly wants to live.

But the cliff was too steep and frighteningly high, and with his current condition, it was impossible to climb up, and there seemed to be a miasma below, blocking his view, who knows how deep it would be.

The dozen or so dead men who protected him were all dead, and no one could come to save him.

And he still ran out of Fu Mansion secretly, and no one knew that he came to the medicine mountain and was forced to jump off the cliff.

It's really unjust to die like this.

Mu Lianqi was a little discouraged.

Just as he was about to close his eyes in despair, he vaguely saw a black dot growing bigger and bigger in front of him.

He couldn't see her face clearly, but he could only see that she had a pair of clear eyes, as black and white as the scarf on her face, and they were big, round and bright, and there was a look of great worry in those eyes, and strings of crystal tears fell from them.

Is she crying for herself?

Why did he feel so sad, as if he had seen such a pair of eyes somewhere, and had once cried so silently.

Who is she?

Mu Lian was weak, and his vision became more and more blurred, but he could see that she wanted to carry him, her body was very slender and thin, and her shoulders were very thin, and she didn't seem to be able to carry him.

How can you be so thin and small, how can you carry it.

Her tears flowed even harder.

"Silkworms, don't cry."

Mu Lianqi's voice was very low and very indistinct, and no one could hear it clearly except himself.

After saying that, he wondered again, who is the silkworm? Why did he suddenly cry out so naturally? Why did he feel so familiar to be carried on her back?

Soon he didn't have time to think about the questions that popped up one after another.

Because the thin and small man in front of him actually put his hand into his arms and touched it.

What is she going to do?

Mu Lian was uncomfortable, and his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't even speak.

Men and women don't kiss!

But the person in front of him only took out a package for a while, and then took out a package from his arms.

Pull out...... Pull out...... Pulled out a package!

Don't throw it away!

Bang bang......

The package was thrown down, hitting a cliff on the way.

Mu Lian got up and lay on the little man's back, took one last look at the direction in which the package rolled off, and closed his eyes.

It's just that life matters, and there is always a chance that something outside the body can be recovered.

Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, although that package might be very important to Mu Lianqi, but it was too heavy to start, at least a dozen catties, no wonder she couldn't carry him.