"General, what happened to the General?"

"What's wrong with Miss Baijie?"

The soldiers looked blankly at the thunderous and furious general, most of them looked confused, only a few of them, their eyes rolled and they knew what was happening.

"General, alas, people cannot be resurrected after death, so mourn. Huang Zhong sighed, wanting to reach out and help Mo Jiuli up.

Mo Jiuli gasped twice, and then stood up through Huang Zhong, he took two steps forward, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Remember, first, that you shall not be a traitor. Second, thou shalt not take the people captive. 3. Do not bribe or accept bribes. Mo Jiuli opened his bloody mouth and said word by word, and then under Huang Zhong's pull, he barely stood still.

"If there is a violator, cut it!" When he said the last word, Mo Jiuli's voice suddenly became very loud, as if he wanted the voice to reach the sky.

A chopping word came out of the house, and then went straight to the sky, echoing in this small village for a long time.

"Ahem......"

"General!" Huang Zhong pulled Mo Jiuli's right hand, but Mo Jiuli still fell, his legs were weakly placed in front of him, his back was against the bed, and his right hand was pulled by Huang Zhong.

Mo Jiuli shook his head, Huang Zhong frowned, glanced at Mo Jiuli, sighed, and let go of his hand.

The right hand was weak, like a wooden stick, and it hit the floor.

The white blood soaked the entire quilt, and through the leaflets, dyed Mo Jiuli's hair red.

He looked up and laughed, but before he could finish laughing, he suddenly coughed again.

He looked at the skylight, looked at the full moon, and laughed at himself.

Then he suddenly grabbed the sword next to him and stabbed it in the chest!

I'm sorry, Bai Jie.

I'm not going to let you die, you wait.

With such a wish, in the midst of the shouts of the crowd, the sword pierced his chest.

......

With a smile, Mo Jiuli woke up and opened his eyes.

The scene in front of him was not the familiar one.

There was no familiar bed, no familiar face of the left adjutant who died for him.

Yes, it's just the round moon.

At this time, Huang Zhong put down his hand.

His smile froze on his face, and then his eyes widened and he burst into tears.

Huang Zhong sighed, just wanting to pick up Mo Jiuli and send him back to his own room.

However, Mo Jiuli suddenly pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed it into his chest!

At this moment, Huang Zhong's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly blocked Mo Jiuli's hand with his hand.

Blood dripping from Huang Zhong's hands.

"Huang Zhong, kill me!" Mo Jiuli shouted, he couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, he couldn't go back.

Huang Zhong naturally refused, and shouted loudly: "General!

Mo Jiuli was carried back to the room by Huang Zhong, turned his head and said to the soldiers: "You are so optimistic about the general, you must not let him kill himself!"

"Yes!"

"General!"

Mo Jiuli took advantage of this moment to take out the dagger he had hidden under the quilt, which was to cut his throat.

......

Mo Jiuli opened his eyes again, it was still not the military tent, he looked at the perfect moon in the sky, and was in a trance.

Suddenly, he burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! I see, it turns out that Nima's full moon night is a save point, hahahaha!"

He slammed his fist to the ground and roared, "Why, why did I only find out today! No! Thief God, break the system, aren't you very capable? Why can't I go back!"

He asked the system angrily in his head.

"Dog system, get me back to where I started. ”

"Unable to read the archive, the archive has been updated to the second full moon night, congratulations to the lord for completing the hidden achievement 'Withered Flower', and rewarding a Heroic Soul Sword. ”

"Heroic Soul Sword, hehe, hehe......" He suddenly laughed, just like Bai Jie had laughed before, and suddenly laughed, and shrugged his shoulders.

After a few seconds, he laughed again, and then laughed harder and louder.

Eventually, he collapsed weakly, his head resting on the blood-stained bed, his lips white.

With a "boom", Lei Gong was angry, and under the sky, a downpour of rain fell in an instant.

The dogs stopped barking, and the birds hid in the forest.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to be peaceful.

Only the sound of the rain is noisy in the world.

......

Day 2...... Day 3...... Day 5......

For half a month, Mo Jiuli rarely ate, he often went up the mountain, stood beside the white tombstone, and looked at the mountains and ravines.

I would go early every morning and not return home until dusk.

When I got home, I sat on the bed and kept saying, "If only I could do it all over again." ”

On this day, as usual, Mo Jiuli came to the white tombstone with a white jasmine plant.

He patted the dirt on the ground and sat down on the ground.

He gently wiped the white tombstone, and then looked into the distance.

Huang Zhong took two pots of wine and came to Mo Jiuli's side, ignoring the soil on the ground, and just sat down.

Mo Jiuli smiled slightly, picked up the wine jug, and poured it into his mouth.

Huang Zhong glanced at him, frowned, then sighed, smiled bitterly, raised the wine jug, and poured it into his mouth.

"Puff...... Ahem......"

The wine was poured too quickly, and it overflowed from Mo Jiuli's throat, and the wine above came down, and the wine below couldn't go down, making a popping sound.

He coughed twice and smashed the remaining half-bottle of wine to the ground.

With a thud, the jug split apart, and sharp pieces of porcelain scraped across his cheek, instantly revealing a trail of blood.

He coughed as he raised his arm and wiped his mouth.

"Good wine! ”

He sighed as he looked at the puddle of wine that was running around on the ground.

Facing the scorching sun on the horizon, he took off his robe, then raised it and threw it into the sky.

"Let's go, Huang Zhong!"

"Where are you going?" Huang Zhong looked at Mo Jiuli a little confused, he was still lifeless just now, why did he drink some wine in a blink of an eye, as if he was in good spirits?

"Hmph, where are you going? Of course, you're going to suppress thieves!" Mo Jiuli's mouth rose slightly, and he walked forward, the robe behind him was in the wind, just covering the sunlight behind him, and slowly fell down.

"Ah, General, are you alright?"

"Decadent for half a month, enough. His eyes returned to their former brilliance, and he clenched his fists, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.

All the pain is because of one's own incompetence.

All the confusion is because of my own non-doing.

So he got up from the tombstone and walked on, his way, in the direction of his head.