Back at the Giant Spirit Pass, the wounded sergeants hid in the camp tents to avoid the rain, and the military doctors were busy in camp tents one camp after another, treating the wounded soldiers with medicine.

Chen Ruoping invited Mo Cong and Mo Min to his tent, first applied a little cool and pain-relieving medicine to Mo Min's wound, and then took out a small bottle of gold sore medicine for her to wipe a little every day, and try not to get water on the wound.

"Brother Chen, will my wound leave a scar?" Mo Min asked worriedly. She was injured for the first time since she was a child, and the wound looked a little long, and her biggest fear was that it would leave an ugly scar.

"No, it won't. Chen Ruoping comforted: "Your wound is very slight, as long as you have a good rest and good medicine in the past few days, it will heal soon." At that time, there may be a shallow scar, but it will soon fade and grow new flesh, and it will be even more than the original... It's even better. She originally wanted to say that it would be whiter and more tender than before, but in front of Mo Cong, it was not good to say so, so she had to say it vaguely and generally.

"That's good. Mo Min was a little relieved when he heard this.

Mo Cong saw that Mo Min's armor was all soaked and her hair was wet, so he asked her to hurry back and rest, so as not to catch a cold.

"It's okay, I'm here watching you heal. Mo Min looked at the crossbow arrows on Mo Cong's shoulders and legs and shook his head.

Those black crossbow arrows have round and thin arrow shafts and small feathers, and the exposed ones are about a foot long, and they go deep into the flesh I don't know how deep, and from the outside they look like they are firmly nailed to Mo Cong's body, and it hurts very much when I think about it.

"I'm all a skin injury, it's not a big deal, it's not pretty. Mo Cong comforted: "In addition, these crossbow arrows all have barbs, and when they are pulled out, they will even turn out the belt meat, so don't even think about eating these days." Be obedient and go back quickly. ”

"That's... Then you come back early. Mo Min heard that it was so terrible, she didn't dare to look at it and couldn't bear to look at it, she stayed at a loss for a while, told Chen Ruoping to be light when she pulled out the arrow, and then took an umbrella and went back.

"Brother Chen, you can rest too, I'll go to the Flying Dragon Camp to have a look, and heal over there by the way. Mo Cong waited for Mo Min to leave, and then said to Chen Ruoping.

"You are here, there are so many wounded soldiers in the Wyvern Battalion, and the military doctors are too busy to be busy, and you go to delay your own treatment and the treatment of others. Chen Ruoping stopped him and persuaded.

"No, my injuries are special and will stain you here. Mo Cong shook his head.

"It's okay, didn't you say... If you don't see each other among good friends, you can heal here. Chen Ruoping wanted to hug Mo Cong but didn't dare, so he had to gently hold his arm and stop him.

"I can't kill you if I don't see you. Mo Cong smiled bitterly and sighed. "These bolts are poisonous, and I have a lot of poisonous water all over my body. Where I have stood, you'd better turn the soil over and bury it a little deeper, and rinse your hands quickly, so that you are careful of corrosion. As he spoke, he shook off Chen Ruoping's hand and hurriedly walked out of the tent.

Chen Ruoping didn't expect Mo Cong's situation to be so serious, and he immediately stood on the spot. She reacted and hurriedly chased out of the camp, but there was a heavy rain in her field of vision, and there was still Mo Cong's figure.

Chen Ruoping hurriedly braved the rain to go to the Flying Dragon Camp to find Mo Cong, and when he arrived at the Flying Dragon Camp, the deputy manager took Xiong Bin but said that Mo Cong had not come. Chen Ruoping's heart tightened, nodded casually and said that he understood, and then searched for it in the camp of the Flying Dragon Camp. The sergeants of the Flying Dragon Battalion were very moved when they saw Chen Ruoping braving such a heavy rain to visit everyone, but the more Chen Ruoping looked for it, the more empty his heart became.

Mo Cong was poisoned so much, but he left Mo Min and left him, where did he go? Chen Ruoping searched the Flying Dragon Camp but didn't find Mo Cong, and his heart sank. She felt that Mo Cong didn't want to affect Mo Min or herself, let alone the sergeants of the Flying Dragon Battalion, so she found a place where no one was there and waited for the poison to die alone.

Thinking of this possible surname, the more Chen Ruoping thought about it, the more frightened she became, she had been in the barracks for many years, and she had seen countless corpses, but she couldn't accept that Mo Cong suddenly turned into a cold corpse. She hurriedly ordered the uninjured sergeant of the Flying Dragon Battalion to look for Mo Cong, and immediately sent him to the military doctor for treatment after finding it, and she herself rode around on horseback to look for it.

There were more people in the rainstorm, and more people were mobilized to find Mo Cong. Chen Ruoping searched for a lot of places, and searched all possible places, but he couldn't see Mo Cong. People came and went around her, Chen Ruoping's heart was empty, she rode a horse and looked around blankly in the rainstorm, thinking about Mo Cong's every word, every expression and every action, tears mixed with the rain kept sliding down.

At this time, the Xianbei camp has also become a pot of porridge.

In order to besiege and kill Mo Cong, Murong Lie painstakingly arranged countless ambushes, poisonous arrows and poisonous water were overwhelming, and more than 30 flying stone vehicles were used, but after a busy job, Mo Cong was not killed, and the army of Longguo was injured a lot. In the pouring rain, the army doctors of Long Guo were busy treating the wounded, while other sergeants braved the rain to carefully clean the poisoned corpses.

In the chaos, no one paid attention, and a black phantom quickly sneaked into the Xianbei camp and dodged into a tent. This camp tent was originally where Murong Mingyue lived, and when Murong Mingyue returned to Longguo, the camp tent has been idle, but recently Murong Lie used this camp again in order to besiege and kill Mo Cong.

When Mo Cong walked into the tent, he saw that all the warm furnishings were gone, and the bed they had kept warm was gone, replaced by several ballistae lined up together, and bundles of crossbow arrows stacked on the ground. Mo Cong looked at these cold murderous weapons, recalled all the warmth and sweetness in this camp tent at that time, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

He knew very well in his heart that this afternoon's battle was essentially Murong Kuo's attitude towards him. Judging from the situation of the battle, in order to kill himself, Murong Lie specially arranged countless organs to ambush, poisonous arrows and poisonous water were overwhelming, more than 30 flying stone vehicles were used, and the soldiers and horses were surrounded all the way, and it was obvious that he received a death order to kill himself at all costs. Since Murong Kuo has this attitude towards himself, he will leave no room at any cost, and he will definitely guard Murong Mingyue to the death, and he will force him to stay in the Long Kingdom at any cost.

Thinking of this, Mo Cong was completely desperate for Murong Mingyue's return, and he stroked those crossbow carts and crossbow arrows, and two lines of tears flowed from his face.

After thinking for a while and standing for a while, Mo Cong reached out and pulled out the seven crossbow arrows on his body, and placed them on the receiver of the crossbow cart one by one with blood and flesh, and picked up bundles of crossbow arrows from the ground one after another, and loaded all the ballistas, and the blue crossbow arrows were neatly arranged in rows, with a cold murderous aura.

After doing this, Mo Cong adjusted the direction of the ballista and aimed it at the tents that sounded like people. He pulled the arm alone, launched the ballista alone, and countless crossbow arrows quenched with poison densely penetrated the camp tent and shot towards the crowd, and there was a miserable cry in an instant, Mo Cong's expression was cold and unmoved, and he continued to make the next ballista, blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Murong Lie was thinking about things in the big tent of the Chinese army, more than a dozen crossbow arrows suddenly flew into the camp tent with a sound of breaking the air, as soon as he heard the sound, he quickly pushed the table down, and ducked back, oh, more than a dozen crossbow arrows penetrated the table and were firmly nailed to the table, and the arrows with barbs were blue and cold, less than half an inch away from Murong Lie's chest. Murong Lie looked at those poisoned arrows in shock, knowing that it was the Lingyun Mountain man who was using this way to return the color. There was a commotion outside, some people screamed, some ran out of the camp tent to find the murderer, and some rode to the side of the Chinese army's tent to inspect the situation here and strengthen the guards here.

Murong Lie wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stood up calmly, he knew that if that Lingyun Mountain man had the intention to kill him, he would not be able to hide from him no matter what. In this case, it is better to act calmly, so as not to panic yourself and the army's heart is turbulent. Murong Lie thought about this and strode out of the tent.

The torrential rain outside the camp tent was like a person shouting horses, Murong Lie issued various orders in an orderly manner, people should be found to find people, people should be saved to save people, and the others went back to the camp tent quietly, and they were not allowed to talk nonsense.

At this moment, more than a dozen black lights flew rapidly across the layers of rain lines, some flew into the generals of the Long Kingdom who were receiving orders next to them, some flew into the guards who were blocking Murong Lie, and some flew into Murong Lie. A piece fell in front of the big tent of the Chinese army in an instant, Murong Lie fell to the ground and fell unconscious with an arrow in his body, and all the other people who were hit by the arrow were killed on the spot. The rest of the people were shocked, and they all turned to look up for the murderer, and the arrows came from the air, but there was only a white rain line in the air.

The deputy general Meng Qi hurriedly rescued Murong Lie and sent him back to the camp tent, and the guards surrounded the Chinese army's tent with Chengren under the command of the commander. The whistle sounded, some people rode horses to find the military doctor, and more guards rushed to this side, and the Xianbei camp was in chaos.

At this time, Mo Cong had already left the Xianbei camp, he just wanted to return the color, and he didn't want to kill.

Coming to the vast battlefield, Mo Cong took off his armor and put it on the stone he usually sat on, wearing only a thin set of clothes and standing in the rainstorm, looking at the cliff of Lingyun Mountain in the rain. In the vast heavy rain, Lingyun Mountain stood tall and arrogant, but it added a cold color. Mo Cong watched quietly and thought quietly, the cold rain fell on him like beads of broken threads, crackling.

I don't know how long it took, a soft touch came from Mo Cong's back, from a point to a piece, getting warmer and warmer, in stark contrast to the coldness in front of him.

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The plot is so passionate, let's have some passion.

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