For him, maybe Mudal is lucky, at least, he still has relatives, but he doesn't even know the whereabouts of his mother, and he has been searching for many years without results, and he is also very miserable.

Life and death parting, it is human nature, even if there is too much reluctance, in the face of the separation of yin and yang, it is helpless, no one can change life and death, the deceased is gone, the past is the past.

If people are still alive, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The world is only so big, even if he has to find his mother even if he exhausts his life, this is He Xun's lifelong wish, even if it is the worst result, he must see the grave of his mother with his own eyes, otherwise he will never give up.

It is rumored that the concubine has died a long time ago, and only He Xun is stupid and firmly believes that she is not dead, and has been looking for it.

He Xun's heart is not made of stone, and when he sees the picture of his relatives reunited, some pictures will appear uncontrollably in his mind.

If his mother was by his side, would he not be like this?

Luo Xiaotian went to pick up Jiang Yue, and now everything around him is handled by Xuanyi.

I have to say that Xuanyi is an assassin, which is impeccable, but in Luo Xiaotian's position, he is somewhat powerless, which makes him have to start to miss the time when Luo Xiaotian was there.

At this time, Luo Xiaotian was sneezing, and the whip in his hand swung and hit the horse, and the horse suddenly felt a burst of heat on his body, and his speed increased a lot.

Jiang Yue in the carriage flicked the corner of the curtain, and what caught her eye was the boundless desert, and for a moment, she was in a trance, and she had such a dream the day before yesterday, so she set foot on the road to find him.

At that time, I didn't know what was going on, as if my mind was still in a dream, and my body got into the carriage, and when she came back to her senses, she was already out of the city.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a long time, so it's better to have fun.

Her so-called "haven't seen her for a long time" has actually only been half a month.

It is understandable, after all, I haven't seen you for a day, such as every three autumns, it's been half a month, which can be understood as more than ten years.

Even in winter, the desert is hot, hot like roasting people on the fire, sweat dripping down incessantly, and the clothes on the body seem to be soaked with sweat.

Luo Xiaotian's feet are fast, after two days like this, she traveled to a grassland, and finally, she found an inn where she could finally bathe and change clothes.

She stood in front of the bathtub and stepped into the slightly hot water, her fair body was surrounded by water all of a sudden, and the fatigue along the way turned into nothingness at this moment, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

The feeling of taking a bath was too comfortable, and after a while she fell asleep, her body sank freely, and when her nose was about to touch the water, a quarrel outside woke Jiang Yue up.

The water had already cooled, and my hands and feet were white and swollen from being soaked in the water for a long time.

It's not that she's afraid of anything, after all, she killed a lot of Huns back then, and if she is recognized here, those people will also kill her, then it will be a big deal.

So, she wore a red dress, set off her figure very well, wore a hat, and covered her face tightly, even so, just looking at her figure, it made countless people turn around.

There is no one who doesn't like to watch the excitement, especially Jiang Yue, she runs in the ranks of watching the excitement all the year round, in this ranks, if she dares to say second, no one dares to call it first.

I saw that the ragged young man downstairs was clutching the cloth bag on his body, and four or five people surrounded him, punching and kicking him, and he refused to let go of the cloth bag in his hand.

Since Jiang Yue started eating, she noticed the boy not far away, and saw him cowering, with longing in his eyes.

The shopkeeper instigated the people around him to beat him to death, but he was a thief anyway, and if he died, he would die.

When the men below heard this, their feet became heavier and less powerful, and they kicked the boy in one fell swoop, despite the fact that he had vomited blood.

Whether it was the people who were eating, the people staying in the hotel, or even the people who were passing, they all poked their heads out and looked at the scene in front of them, and what was even more incredible was that no one came forward.

Once upon a time, people's hearts were apathetic to this point.

Perhaps, the people around him think that he is just a thief, and when he comes out to steal things at a young age, he should be killed, even if this kind of person is alive, he is poisoning society.

I saw that the boy spit out blood in his mouthful, staining the ground red, which was shocking.

If this continues, the child will really die.

Luo Xiaotian couldn't stand it anymore, so he threw himself into the afternoon, divided three times by five, and subdued those people to the ground, crying and crying one by one, without the aura just now.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, and they couldn't understand why Luo Xiaotian wanted to save a thief.

The shopkeeper's face was gloomy, and he stepped forward, "This guest officer, why did you want to fight with the people in my shop because of a thief, do you think that you saved a thief, this kind of behavior is very noble?" ”

Luo Xiaotian didn't answer the store's question, just squatted on the ground, saw that the boy was still conscious, and asked him why he was stealing.

The boy's voice was weak, "My mother wants to eat a bite of roast chicken......"

Tightly because, his mother wanted to eat a bite of roast chicken, so he came to the inn to steal it, not to mention, what he stole was what others ate leftovers.

Coincidentally, it was Jiang Yue's table.

She didn't eat much of the plate of roast chicken before she was targeted by the boy, and after Jiang Yue went upstairs, he put the roast chicken in a cloth bag and wanted to bring it to his mother.

His father died in the war with Shangyang, and his mother has been sick, and her condition has worsened in the past few days.

He had no other choice but to go to the inn to steal other people's leftovers and satisfy his mother's appetite.

This reminded Luo Xiaotian that when he was a child, he also begged for food with others, when the war was in chaos, where could he beg for food? I didn't have anything to eat for days.

His grandfather was too old to walk, Luo Xiaotian saw this, and when he passed by an inn, he went in and took half a bowl of leftover millet porridge from others.

He walked up to his grandfather, the porridge was still warm, but the person was already cold, his grandfather, forever stayed in that winter, if he could be faster, faster, grandpa might not die.

The past came to mind, and he could even feel the boy's state of mind, and he wanted to send the boy back, but he raised his eyes to the location on the second floor, and everyone followed his gaze.

Jiang Yue walked down the stairs in the eyes of everyone, step by step, slowly.

"I'll pay for the loss, you calculate, how much money is before and after, this kid just stole a plate of leftover roast chicken, so he won't be beaten to death."

Luo Xiaotian turned around and waited for Jiang Yue.

She almost heard what happened, this boss was so careless about people's lives......

The boy struggled to get up and thank them, but every part of his body hurt to death, and he couldn't get up at all, not only did he not get up, but he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He had an ominous premonition.

"I want to go home and see my mother." With that, he fainted.

At the moment when he fainted, a panting old man suddenly appeared at the door, and he stood at the door, holding his waist and panting.

Seeing that the people on the ground had been beaten like that, the old man stepped forward with distress on his face and a little trembling, "His mother is just gone, I came to inform this child, I didn't expect it...... Alas......"

Doesn't that mean that when the child left in the morning, his mother was fine, and now his mother is gone.

Originally, he went out to steal a leftover roast chicken from others to his mother, but now before he returns, his mother is gone.

The same experience lingered in Luo Xiaotian's mind, he couldn't stop crying, such a big emotional reaction, Jiang Yue couldn't help but think of Luo Xiaotian's childhood.

Now that Luo Xiaotian is like this, he must be thinking of him when he was a child.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

Luo Xiaotian is a big man, crying like a child in public.

Afterwards, they were ready to send the boy back, and with the old man to show them the way, they arrived quickly.

Who knew that the place where they lived turned out to be a dilapidated temple, not only that, but there was more than one family living in this dilapidated temple, and after a rough count, there were at least six families.

At this moment, they were gathering around the deceased, waiting for the boy who was going out, and the boy also woke up slowly, and when he saw his mother surrounded by everyone, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

He ran to his mother's body, and when he touched it, it was already stiff and cold.

He cried, he wondered why he had gone out, why he had been accidentally discovered.

The people present felt a pain in their hearts, this is an ending that no one wants to happen, everyone wants a happy ending, and no one wants the people around them to die.

Life is so small in the face of illness, so small that it is impossible to resist, and life is taken away by death.

Jiang Yue turned her back, not looking at these life and death, she looked around at the surrounding environment, the broken temple was leaking everywhere, and the big hole was blocked by thatch.

Even so, you can feel the wind coming in.

Most of the people who live here are homeless people who have been displaced by the war, and they are surviving here and begging for food all day long, which is enough to see the harm of war.

The boy was so sad that he fainted, Jiang Yue stayed here and asked Luo Xiaotian to hurry up and invite Langzhong.

Half an hour later, Luo Xiaotian returned.

He searched for a hundred miles, but there was no Lang Zhong, and in desperation, he and Jiang Yue could only take the boy to Shan Yuting.

The distance between the court and here alone would take only half a day to reach it quickly, and now I only pray that he will have a great life and be able to get there.

They brought the boy, not so much that he and Luo Xiaotian were sick and sympathetic, but that they were all atoning for the Shangyang Kingdom and the war launched by the Shangyang Kingdom!

She and Luo Xiaotian couldn't look directly at a living person dying in front of them, no matter who it was.

The road is bumpy, and there will inevitably be a lot of bumps in the horse, Jiang Yue is now suffering, holding on to one hand and protecting the boy with the other.