A cool breeze blew outside Yaoyu Valley, and the conversation between Wang Weng and Mo Chen attracted many disciples to watch.

What's going on?

"What's wrong?" the disciple asked quietly.

"It seems that Wang Weng won't let the man outside the door come in. “

"Don't let you in, could it be someone from Nancang Mountain?"

The people gradually gathered, and the movement became a little louder.

Qin Luo heard the movement and walked here, "What's going on?"

When Wang Weng saw Qin Luo, he hurried over, blocking her sight, "It's nothing, you all disperse!

At the same time, a blue halo flashed outside the crack in the door, and Qin Luo instantly noticed this blue light.

Painting the Yuan Sword?

Wang Weng's short man, how could he block her sight, perceive abnormality, and walk around Wang Weng.

Qin Luo ran forward and opened the crack in the door that was only five inches left. When I looked down, I saw a man in an indigo-trimmed robe.

The man knelt on the ground, his right hand supporting himself with a sword, his body trembling, and there was still blood on the ground. Qin Luo squatted down, recognized him, and called.

"Mo Chen, you..."

Why is he here?

Mo Chen heard her voice, raised her head, her eyes were full of hope and tenderness, and reached out to hold her into her arms.

"Luo'er... I will never leave you half a step in my life!"

A hut in Yaoyu Valley, the courtyard is lonely. Herbs and medicine tools were placed on the stone table, and under the medicine stove next to it, there was still a fire.

Mo Chen sat and lay on the floor, Qin Luo unbuttoned his shirt and checked the wound on his right chest. As soon as he took off his coat, he saw thick blood, which had dyed the linen red. Qin Luo's expression was solemn, and he gently took it off with both hands.

She carefully swabbed the blood and treated the wound. Then apply the prepared ointment and blow slightly while applying the medicine in the hope of relieving the pain.

Mo Chen's expression was ugly, the pain was unbearable, and he clenched his fists.

Qin Luo saw that his palm was holding blood, so he brushed his fingers away and drilled his hand into Mo Chen's palm, "You can hold me tight." “

Mo Chen gasped and clenched subconsciously, but he didn't dare to exert too much force, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Qin Luo smeared it slowly and gently, and slowly Mo Chen's pain was reduced a lot, and he looked sideways at Qin Luo.

Although he recognized her when he was in Phantom Luolin, he didn't take a closer look at the incident so suddenly. When he grew up, Qin Luo's facial features were more delicate than when he was a child.

Qin Luo helped him bandage his wound and picked up a handkerchief to wipe away the cold sweat from his body. He looked at him with a bowl of soup and medicine, and motioned for him to take it.

Mo Chen lowered his eyebrows and coughed lightly, "It hurts..."

Qin Luo was stunned, seeing him so aggrieved and pitiful, he was a little unbearable...

In desperation, she picked up the soup spoon and stirred it for a while, and fed it to Mo Chen's mouth one by one.

There was a hint of joy in Mo Chen's heart, it felt so good to be taken care of by Luo'er.

After serving him, Qin Luo sat down and said, "Why are you here? If I guessed correctly, you ran out before you even finished the medicine, you don't want to die?"

"I want to find you..."Mo Chen looked at her affectionately.

"Looking for me?" Qin Luo was puzzled and looked away, "I have nothing to do with Nancang..."

"No... It's not..."Mo Chen's heart was anxious, and he coughed again, uncomfortable.

Qin Luo stepped forward to take care of it, "Your internal injuries are already serious, and if you don't treat them in time, I'm afraid you will have to lie still for a few days." “

"I..." Mo Chen still has something to say.

Seeing that he was so anxious, Qin Luo helped him, "Other things, wait until you are injured, lie down first." “

"Yes. Mo Chen lay down, gently held Qin Luo's hand, and said weakly, "Don't go..."

Qin Luo saw his sad expression, and recalled that at that time, her departure was helpless. Sighing, I don't know where to start.

Mo Chen clenched his grip tightly, looking reluctant. He felt a little sleepy, but he forcibly refused to close his eyes. He's afraid... I'm scared...

"I put some calming herbs in the decoction, you can sleep for a while..."Qin Luo wanted to withdraw his hand, but Mo Chen didn't let go, although the strength was not strong enough to break free, but if so, his wound would be in severe pain. Qin Luo could only sit quietly on the side.

After some time, Qin Luo saw that he was asleep and gently broke free of his hand. After tidying up, I walked to the courtyard and saw Wang Weng standing in one place, with a sad face, "Wang Weng, what's wrong?"

Wang Weng didn't say a word, grabbed her hand to check the pulse, and said angrily, "Why don't you say that you were forced to cultivate Xuan Han, do you know that Xuan Han and Chi Xu are extremely domineering internal forces, and the two attributes are mutually restrictive, you will die!"

Qin Luo comforted him, "It's okay already." “

Wang Weng continued to take the pulse, "If you say it's okay, it's okay." He observed for a moment, his mind solemn, "He Xiao actually used all his internal strength to help you seal Xuan Han, this kid." “

"Wang Weng, Uncle He, he..." Qin Luo wanted to tell the news of He Xiao's death, but he didn't know how to speak.

"I already know. Wang Weng let go of Qin Luo and sat on the stone bench, "Since Ruyi left, I expected that he would follow sooner or later. It's just that he still hasn't let go of things at that time, and he is a loving child. “

"Wang Weng..."Qin Luo's expression was sad.

"Hey, it's fine. Wang Weng slowly retracted his sadness. Pointing to the room, pretending not to be worried, "How is this kid?"

He had fallen asleep, and he thought he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days. “

"Hey. Wang Weng got up and walked out of the courtyard slowly, "I can't move the affairs of you young people, you can do it yourself." “

After the words fell, Wang Weng left. His heart is like a mirror, this kid sleepless day and night, eagerly chasing after him, thinking that he has already planted a deep love for Qin Luo.

At night, there is not a single candle flame in the house, and the moonlight shines through the window, reflecting in the house, which is still somewhat bright.

Mo Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked around. When he turned his head, he saw the person he was thinking of. Qin Luo squatted beside him, leaned his head on the side of the collapse, and looked upward, not closing his eyes, just staring blankly.

He wanted to say something.

At this time, the soft moonlight slowly brushed across Qin Luo's cheeks, and a flickering tear slowly flowed down. He saw it pierce his heart like a sharp blade.

He stretched out his hand to wipe her away, but in the snap of his fingers, he was unsteady inside, and the cold gradually penetrated his body.

Mo Chen groaned in pain, and Qin Luo hurriedly got up, feeling anxious. She picked up a silver needle and concentrated her mind on the acupuncture point on Mo Chen's chest.

After some hours, Mo Chen was cold, and his breath was much more stable.

"Mo Chen. Qin Luo looked at him gently, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and gently brushed his hair.

"Luo'er..."Mo Chen's pain eased and he agreed.

"I will guard you for the next few days, and use acupuncture to help you release the cold, and you can endure it. “

Mo Chen nodded slightly, looking at the tear stains on her cheeks, afraid that she wouldn't have time to wipe away her tears just now. He slowly raised his hand and held her face, wiping tears from his fingers.

Qin Luo was a little surprised, his hands were actually so warm.

The two looked at each other, Qin Luo saw Mo Chen's gentle eyes, and the coldness in his heart slowly melted. She couldn't help but hold Mo Chen's hand, this person used to treat her like she took care of her. Her tears slipped down again.

He's still him, but I've changed... I don't have any desires in this world...

Early the next morning, Qin Luo took Mo Chen's pulse. Although he had repeated in the night, he was suppressed by Qin Luo with acupuncture. Today's pulse diagnosis is a little better than yesterday.

Qin Luo looked at his face, wiped the sweat on his forehead again with a handkerchief, and his movements were extremely gentle.

Mo Chen woke up feeling a little hazy, looked at one place, and saw her beside her, and she didn't know how relieved she was.

Afterwards, Qin Luo helped him sit up and fed him a decoction. Although they are only a few words, they can smell the breath of life.

At night, Qin Luo took care of him at any time and lay aside. Mo Chen woke up from time to time and stared at her for a long time.

I haven't seen her for ten years, and for her, she is already a living person. However, the two have been together for a long time, and as long as they stay with her, they will return to the way they used to be.

Mo Chen looked at her quietly and shook her hand...

In the past few days, under Qin Luo's meticulous care, Mo Chen's injuries have improved a lot, his complexion has recovered, and the cold on his body can no longer be felt. You can get out of bed and walk around today.

He looked around and saw that Qin Luo was not there, so he went out to look for it. As soon as I went out, I saw Wang Weng sitting in the courtyard, pouring the slag of the medicine stove.

Mo Chen walked forward and saluted Wang Weng politely.

Wang Weng knew that he was coming, so he said, "Xiao Qin Luo is worthy of my true inheritance, and the amount of this herb is accurate. Prescribe the right medicine, and if you are someone else, you will have to lie down for a few more months. “

Mo Chen smiled slightly, he must repay this kindness.

Wang Weng raised his head and guessed what he was thinking, "Xiao Qinluo is at the pavilion, you go look for her." “

"Xie Wang Weng. Mo Chen walked briskly.

Mo Chen walked to the pavilion and saw Qin Luo sitting in the center, his face showing a hint of joy.

Qin Luo noticed Mo Chen and looked at him, "It seems that most of your injuries have healed." She looked at it for a moment, then took a sip from the flask.

Mo Chen saw that her face was flushed, and there were a few empty wine jugs on the table, thinking that she had been drinking it for a long time. He sat next to Qin Luo, "You're drunk." “

"Probably. Qin Luo drank a lot of wine, and his consciousness was still there, but his mind was not clear. "I told you that my father and mother are going to take me back to Yaoyu Valley. “

"Yes, you said that. “

"Dad has no intention of being the head of Nancang, he had already told Uncle Mo that he would resign as the leader of Canglong and accompany his mother and me back to the valley, but he encountered the battle of Fuhe. “

"Yes. Mo Chen listened quietly, but his gaze never took off Qin Luo's body.

Qin Luo shook the wine jug, "Why didn't Uncle Mo tell the truth, he didn't plan to harm my father at all." “

Mo Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Some people, some things, just remember, know, understand." “

Qin Luo listened to his meaningful words, so he didn't speak anymore and continued to drink.

Yes, Qin Yan is no longer there, no matter how much gossip there is, it will always fade away with time, and his deeds are his last long-cherished wish to remember them deep in his mind.

Mo Chen took a deep breath and asked, "Luo'er, are you going to go back to Nancang with me?"

"Nancang?" she looked at her hand, "I'm afraid I can't go back, my hand is full of innocent blood." They don't know why they died, but the people who killed them don't know why they want to kill me, and a decent person will take me in? How will I explain to the people of the world after I take them in, and what will the people of the world say, I can't afford to take such a responsibility. “

"Luo'er..."Mo Chen listened to her, her heart ached, and she also knew her heart knot.

"Just let me go. Qin Luo looked into the distance.

"Have you figured out where to go?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's fate..."Qin Luo planned to take care of Mo Chen, so he would leave. She didn't plan to stay in Yaoyugu often, and she wouldn't go back to Nancang. Where could she go? Sadly, she didn't know.

Qin Luo's consciousness slowly disappeared and fell to the side. Mo Chen held her, let her fall into his arms, brushed her hair, and slowly reached her ears.

Mo Chen looked at her gently, "Luo'er, I will help you solve all this, you can sleep at ease." “

Mo Chen came to Yaoyu Valley for a few days, and the number of nightmares that Qin Luo was disturbed by at night gradually decreased. In the dream, it was a small fight with Brother Mo Chen when he was a child.

In the courtyard, Mo Chen wrote two short letters and put them in a small bamboo tube at the feet of the two pigeons. They flew in different directions.

Qin Luo walked out of the house. Mo Chen noticed it and stepped forward and handed her a cup of tea, "Tomorrow we will go to the Fengyin Country." “

Qin Luo was stunned as he drank his tea, "Fengyin Country?"

"Well, the Lanxin Festival is being prepared there recently, and it is very lively, since you haven't thought about where to go, then let me take you. Mo Chen smiled and said gently.

Qin Luo knew that she was in Qunyu Mountain all the year round, and she didn't know what this world was like. To be honest, she still felt a little worried, although Mo Chen was a childhood friend and a person she trusted, but...

"What about Nancang?"

Mo Chen is the young master of Nancang, and Nancang still needs him.

"Nancang has my father, and the branch has Yuanyu, so I don't need to worry. Mo Chen saw that she finished drinking the tea, so he took it. Holding Qin Luo by the hand, "Let's go prepare some items for tomorrow's departure." “

Before Qin Luo could recover from his recovery, he was pulled into the house by Mo Chen.

The next day, the sky was still so clear.

In the pavilion, Wang Weng stood in one place looking at the gate, and Mo Chen and Qin Luo were ready to set off for a trip.

Thinking back to the past, Qin Yan was like this, taking Su Ruyi to Nancang Mountain, and he was very melancholy. He was afraid of touching the scene, so he was ready to watch it here.

Mo Chen led the horse, walked out of the gate, and jumped on the horse with ease. Then he stretched out his hand to Qin Luo and signaled, "It's a long way to go to Fengyin Country, and no matter how high the light skill is, you can't consume your energy so much." “

Is this to ride with him?

Qin Luo had no choice but to lean on Mo Chen, grab his hand, and sit in front with his strength.

Mo Chen put his arm around her waist, grabbed the reins, and said in his ear, "Catch it." “

He spurred his horse and galloped forward, and the two were soon gone.

The lush, vigorous pine forests stand proudly on this soil. The mountain wind blew, the sound of pine waves was gusting, and Mo Chen and Qin Luo walked through the forest on a horse.

"You don't seem to have anything with you. Mo Chen saw that Qin Luo didn't have any baggage on him.

"I don't have any items, just some plasters and the Soul Breaker. “

Everyone in the Soul Breaking Sword River and Lake knows about it, and Qin Yan also has the credit here. Everyone knows that the owner of this sword is a great hero who died in battle to ensure the stability of the rivers and lakes.

Qin Luo took it with him, and for fear of attracting attention, he wrapped it in a black cloth.

"When I was a child, I saw that Uncle Qin Yan was only wrapped in black cloth and never put this sword in the scabbard. “

"I also heard my father say unintentionally, this sword is very spiritual and temperamental. I don't want to stay in the scabbard, so I can only cling to it. “

The two communicated with each other, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Although we haven't seen each other for ten years, I'm starting to feel a little rusty, but recently the relationship has gradually become closer.

"Walking out of this forest, in front of you is Kitaki Town, which is the only way to go to Fengyin Country. It's also the most prosperous town on the road, so let's stay here for one night and then set off, shall we?"

Qin Luo nodded slightly and replied simply. Mo Chen sped up and went to Kitaki Town.

The clouds reflected the setting sun, and the sky was as red as drunk. The setting sun shines through the windows and is reflected on the stone slabs in the house. A man dressed in black, masked, kneeling on one knee, was talking,

"My lord, the scar has died under the Ling Mo Soul Breaking Sword. "It sounded like a woman.

The adult walked to the window, and his shadow gradually appeared on the ground.

"I already know. I heard that she and the young master of Nancang rose a lot overnight. You go to find their whereabouts and take the opportunity to test the truth. “

"Yes. The woman in black received the order and stepped back.

A footstep came slowly, "Scarred's plan actually failed on the two juniors, it seems that she is really old." “

It sounded like a young man's voice.

"Is there anything you can do about it?"

"It's getting more and more interesting if they get the sparkle and our plans need to change. “

The man smiled sinisterly, creepy.

On the plaque on the far city wall, it reads "Kitataki Town". Mo Chen and Qin Luo rode into the city. The sky is cloudless, the streets and alleys are bustling, and it is prosperous.

"It's hilarious. Qin Luo sighed, although he was familiar with the silence of the Jade Mountain, it was extremely easy to come here to see the bustling town.

Mo Chen looked down at her and smiled, and he smiled inadvertently. When they came to the inn, they dismounted, and prepared to drink a few teas and rest for a while.

They sat down by the window, and Xiao Er was entertained.

"What do you want to eat?"

Mo Chen replied, "A pot of Gu Zhu purple tea, two plates of cold dishes." “

"Okay!" Xiao Er immediately went to prepare after hearing this.

"You look familiar with this place. Qin Luo looked at him.

"I travel down the mountain for months every year. “

At this time, Xiao Er had already served tea and side dishes. Mo Chen poured the tea, handed it to Qin Luo, and then poured it for himself.

He sipped the tea, and when he saw that Qin Luo was so curious about his surroundings, he was also glad in his heart, and he was glad to be able to meet her again.

Every year I go looking for you, and I'm sure you're still alive.

Mo Chen insisted on looking for it, and this year he got what he wanted.

"At this year's Spring Ye banquet, an uninvited guest came. He claims to be the head of the Hanyu Sect. A man in the inn talked about the recent rumors in the rivers and lakes.

Hanyu Gate

Qin Luo's heart trembled when he heard these three words. Now she can't hear that anymore. couldn't calm her heart, because of selfishness, her family was ruined, and she almost regarded her relatives and friends as enemies.

Thinking of every wound left on her body by the scars with ice silk in the past ten years, Qin Luo clenched his fists and kept trembling.

Mo Chen held her hand, his gentle eyes, he only hoped that Qin Luo could let go of all his fears and face a new life. His silent companionship at this moment is the best comfort for Qin Luo.