Chapter 2: The Tragedy of Destroying the Door (II)

Mu Qiying waved his long arm, and a long sword slashed like lightning, splitting the arrow in two, and the arrow fell at Jiao Niang's feet. He jumped two steps, blocked in front of her, and responded, "I'm fine, I can still hold on, Jiao Niang, you take Xuefu and Lin'er to go first, there is a secret room in my study, you just need to turn the mechanism behind the calligraphy and painting on the wall to get out." I discussed with Zhaolin that if something happened to me, he would be there to answer him. ”

"No, Qiying, let's go out together." Jiao Niang was already in tears at this time, and seeing more and more people falling, she tugged at his sleeve with a pleading gaze.

Mu Qiying stroked her face vigorously, looked at her deeply, and said resolutely: "No, their goal is me, if I go with you, you will only be more dangerous." Jiao Niang, it is worth it to be a husband and wife with you in this life, as long as you live a few of you, I will die without regrets. ”

"Daddy, Daddy······"

"Daddy—Daddy—"

"Qiying, have you forgotten our vow of life and death? Even if I die, I will be with you. Jiao Niang held his hand tightly, as if as soon as she let go, her husband would disappear.

Mu Qiying was ruthless, withdrew her hand, and shouted: "You don't care about yourself, don't you even care about Lin'er and Fu'er?" They are the blood of my Mu family, and they are the blood of my Mu Qiying. You are the daughter-in-law of the Mu family, and you have the responsibility to continue this bloodline. Returning his hand and cutting down the flying arrow feathers, but still couldn't stop the attack of the Praetorian Guard, a stray arrow pierced directly into his chest, blood overflowed the corners of his mouth, wiped it with his hand, and yelled at Jiao Niang: "Don't go quickly." ”

"Whoosh" When Jiao Niang dragged the two children to the inner courtyard, an arrow pierced through Mu Shulin, who was holding her right hand, and the child fell to the ground in response, letting go of her mother's hand, and her voice was intermittent, "Mother, run, if you don't run again, even Fu'er's life will be gone." ”

"Brother, brother, hurry up, let's go together." Xiao Xuefu was already crying out of breath, she pulled her brother's hand, using her strength to feed, but watched her brother slowly close his eyes.

Jiao Niang's eyes widened, and her terrible cry pierced the entire sky, "Lin'er! Lin'er! ”

Mu Qiying turned his head to look at his son, who was already out of breath, his eyes were red, the green tendons on his forehead were about to burst, and he waved a long sword in his hand to block the attack of the crossbowman, he let out a long roar and shouted: "Hurry up, now Fu'er is my only bloodline, you have to keep it for me." ”

Jiao Niang's body shook, she woke up like a dream, picked up her little daughter who was still shaking her brother, and stared at him deeply, "Qiying, wait for me." ”

Xiao Xuefu cried silently, writhed in her mother's arms, stretched out her hand to her father, and shouted: "Daddy, Daddy, Fu'er don't leave you, don't leave your brother." ”

Jiao Niang bit her lower lip fiercely, ignoring her struggles, and stumbled towards the study. When she arrived at the study, she looked around in a panic, her mind was blank, she didn't remember the mechanism that her husband had told her before, and she only had the picture of her son who died tragically and her husband who counted arrows in the depths. She spun around in place, only to feel that the furnishings on the wall were shaking. Jiao Niang's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from her smooth forehead and fell to the ground, just like her heart.

"Fu'er remembers where her father told her mother before?" Jiao Niang caressed her daughter's back with her hand, and her lips couldn't help but tremble.

Xiao Xuefu hugged her mother's neck, gently biting her mother's shoulder with her teeth, hearing her mother's inquiry, she wiped away the tears on her face vigorously, and sobbed: "Behind the calligraphy and painting." She turned her head sideways and looked at her mother seriously, and asked, "Mother, don't we care about Daddy?" I want my brother, I want my father. ”

Jiao Niang found the mechanism and twisted it, and sure enough, a door opened behind the bookshelf. She hugged Xiao Xuefu up, and the firmness in her eyes was like the ice on a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, invincible. Hurriedly ran into the secret room and patted Xiao Xuefu's head, "Fu'er is not afraid, my mother will not let you be in danger, you are Qiying's only bloodline in this world, I must protect him." ”

I don't know how long I ran, but just when Jiao Niang felt that she couldn't hold on, the door of the secret room leading to the outside world slowly opened, projecting a glimmer of light.

Seeing the person coming in from the end of the secret room, Jiao Niang seemed to see hope from the darkness, exhaled a breath, and called, "Brother Zhaolin." She went limp and almost fell to the ground.

Mu Zhaolin held her in time and said anxiously: "As soon as I received the news, I came over to answer, where is Qiying?" And Lin'er? ”

With tears in her eyes, Jiao Niang directly stuffed Xiao Xuefu into his arms, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "Brother Zhaolin, Fu'er is now Qiying's only bloodline, please raise her to adulthood, Qiying and I will be grateful to you." ”

"Jiao Niang, what are you doing here? Get up. Mu Zhaolin hugged the little girl with one hand and pulled her up from the ground with the other.

Jiao Niang pursed her lips and stroked her daughter's face, her eyes were hard that Xiao Xuefu had never seen before, "Mu Xuefu, you have to remember your mother's words, don't take revenge, live well." After speaking, he put down his hand and stepped back step by step, and his tears fell to the ground like pearls with broken threads. She looked at her daughter deeply, as if to imprint her in her heart. Then, he ran back without looking back.

"Mother, mother, don't leave Fu'er, please, don't leave me. I will be obedient, I will listen to you for everything. Little Xuefu's mournful cry was like the cry of a flying eagle flying in the sky, piercing and sharp. She slapped the person holding her hard, biting his shoulder hard, "Put me down, let me down, I want my mother, I want my mother." Mother-mother-" shouted until the end, and her voice was hoarse and almost unable to make a sound.

Mu Zhaolin let her beat and scold, his eyes locked on the figure that left without hesitation, and with a ruthless heart, he turned his head and hugged Xiao Xuefu and left. When they came out of the secret room and got into the carriage, they saw that the Zhenguo General's Mansion had already lit a raging fire, mixed with black smoke, and unscrupulously flaunted its minions, as if it was about to swallow heaven and earth. At dusk, when the last rays of the setting sun set, the fire seemed still hideous and terrifying.

Xiao Xuefu looked at the flames that seemed to be like the devil's blood, and she was still struggling. Although Mu Zhaolin covered her mouth, she still screamed. The raging fire burned half of the sky, redder than the previous sunset. Xiao Xuefu's eyes widened, and her eyes burst into blood-devouring hatred, she could no longer remember what her mother had told her last, and only distorted and misplaced memories were in her mind.

"Mu Xuefu, you have to remember your mother's words, avenge your mother, take revenge! Avenge! ”