"Childe, remember to only be in this courtyard, don't go out, I'll be back soon." Amin said and flew away.

As the shadow jumped on the tall courtyard wall and disappeared, Mo Li couldn't help but sigh: It's still good to have martial arts, and if you say it's on the wall, you can go to the wall. sighed, I better hurry up and tidy up the yard, and when the wounded arrive, I can arrange it as soon as possible.

It took Armin less than a quarter of an hour to return, and he brought two soldiers with him, intending to send He Yimei out of the city. As soon as he entered the second courtyard, he heard a call, Ah Ming's heart sank, and he entered the backyard as fast as he could.

I saw Mo Li fall on the steps in front of the room, covering her abdomen with her hands, and red blood continued to flow out from between her fingers, which had already stained her clothes red.

"Young Master Mo!" Ah Ming screamed and rushed over to support Mo Li, and the two soldiers also rushed over, protecting the two of them to look around.

Mo Li vaguely saw Ah Ming's anxious face dangling in front of him, becoming more and more blurred, opened his mouth, and weakly spit out a few words: "She runs...... Ran ......"

Ah Ming left the two soldiers who were at a loss, picked up Mo Li, who was already unconscious, and rushed out.

Mo Li had a long dream, and in the dream she returned to a familiar courtyard. The afternoon sun was just right, and the wrinkled face of the old man wearing a Chinese-style cardigan under the grape trellis was full of kindness, and he looked at her with a smile: "Li'er's characters have grown very well, and it seems that she has not been playful recently." ”

Putting down the brush in his hand, Mo Li turned his head and just wanted to speak, when the old man and the courtyard disappeared. She walked and walked, rows of high-rise buildings passed by, but she could not find the yard. I don't know how long I walked, but I finally walked out of the high-rise building, and the front was getting more and more open, and the asphalt road under my feet became a stone road.

Mo Li was tired, she squatted on the side of the road and rested for a long time before continuing to live and walk, but then the stone slabs on the road were gone, revealing the original color of the land, and finally the road was gone, and what came into her eyes was full of yellow sand.

Just when he was confused, an earth-shattering roar came, and what appeared in front of him was a battlefield like purgatory on earth. There were stumps and severed arms everywhere, and the smell of blood in the air rushed into the nasal cavities, making people sick.

A tall figure in the center of the battlefield was fighting in the crowd, with black gold guns, black gold helmets, black gold armor, and a black war horse under his crotch, the whole person was like a black cloud, and corpses were everywhere he went.

Mo Li couldn't stop trembling, "Don't, don't......" She shouted loudly, but she didn't know what she didn't want. In the center of the battlefield, the shining black eyes under the black gold helmet looked over, and the cold face like the hellish Shura slowly eased, and even the thin lips drew a shallow arc upward.

"Li'er ......" The deep voice slowly came into his ears, and the ink-like figure killed in his direction.

"Xiao Lili is fine, you don't have to be there all the time." The battlefield in front of me was gone, leaving only darkness. A voice that couldn't be more familiar came into his ears, who was it not the demon Mu Qingyun.

Mo Li wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids sank as if he had hung a plumb pendant, and he tried several times but failed. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound in my throat.

At this time, a sigh sounded in my ears: "You said she was okay three days ago, but why hasn't she woken up yet?" ”

"Oops, she's just too tired, don't worry, I'll be fine if I'm okay." It's still the impatient voice of Mu Youxi.

But who was it just now, the voice sounded familiar, but there didn't seem to be anyone with such a hoarse voice among the people I knew. Mo Li thought hard, but unconsciously fell asleep again, but fortunately this time he didn't dream, but fell asleep very deeply.

I don't know how long it took, I came to consciousness again, slowly opened my eyes, and this time I finally succeeded, but in front of me was a white expanse, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I only heard a surprised voice in my ears: "You're finally awake!" Qingyun, Qingyun, come here! ”

Mo Li knew that it was because he had been in the dark for too long, and his pupils were stimulated by the increase in light, causing his vision to be blurred. He blinked vigorously, and a face with severe dark circles gradually appeared in front of him. It was a familiar face, resolute cheeks, thick black sword eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as deep as a black pool.

"General, General...... ...... "Mo Li wanted to get up, but there was a tearing pain in her stomach, which made her suddenly freeze in place.

"Don't move, your injuries aren't healed yet." Murong Chu held her head with his big palm and raised the pillow so that she could lie down comfortably.

"Yo, Xiao Lili, are you finally willing to wake up?" Mu Qingyun had his usual ruffian smile, and then glanced at Murong Chu: "Let me go, I want to give Xiao Lili a pulse." ”

Murong Chu glared at him angrily, but got up and gave way to the low stool.

Mu Qingyun lifted the corners of his robe, sat down in a chic manner, raised his hand and was just about to take a pulse, when he felt a cold light coming from behind him, and quickly took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and covered it on Mo Li's wrist, and then put his three fingers lightly.

"Well, it's basically fine, it's just weaker, make up for it, and rest for a while." Mu Qingyun nodded and said seriously, that posture was completely different from his usual days.

"You can go boil the medicine." Murong Chu picked Mu Qingyun up from the low stool and kicked it out of the room directly. "Ah Chu, you conscienceless, you ...... me like this" Mu Qingyun's scolding was blocked by the door that closed with a "bang".

Mo Li rolled her eyes, and she didn't know how these two rivals who quarreled when they met became small for many years.

"Where is this?" Looking up at this room, it is not large, and the layout is simple but elegant. There is a lilac curtain hanging from the carved frame on the outside of the bed, and the quilt on the body is soft satin, which is very smooth when gently rubbed twice. Mo Li has never lived in such a good room since he came to this world, even the small courtyard where he went to Laizhou County with Mu Qingyun for the first time, although it is the best courtyard in the inn, it is more than one or two grades worse than here.

"This was originally the mansion of Ding'an Taishou, and the Hu people entered the city and killed the Taishou family, and the house was empty, and this room was the boudoir of Taishou's daughter." Murong Chu sat back on the low stool and replied.

"Hu people, have Hu people been beaten back?" Mo Li suddenly remembered that before he was assassinated that day, Murong Chu had already led a large army to chase after the Hu people.

Murong Chu helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and her thin lips hooked slightly: "Jingshui City has been recaptured, and the Hu people have been defeated and asked for peace." Now it's just a matter of waiting for the imperial court to send someone to negotiate. ”

"Oh? So quickly the Hu people were defeated? Mo Li's eyes widened in disbelief.