When Guangling and the others successfully escaped, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night.

The two came to a small hill overgrown with weeds, squatted in the grass and hid to see if there were any pursuers behind them.

An Mo turned her head to look at the man beside her, slightly distracted. This night, she first lost Uncle Yang, who loved her the most, and then Brother An's ruthless betrayal, these ensuing dooms made her unbearable, how she wished it was just a nightmare, as long as she opened her eyes, everything would return to the way it was before, but the heart beating in her chest kept pulling her nerves, as if telling her that all this was real.

She is just a girl who has just become an adult, she is not deeply involved in the world, and she is ignorant of human feelings, how can she accept the yin and yang separation of her relatives and fratricidal friends at once, and she can no longer hold back the sadness in her heart at the moment, and suddenly hugged Guangling and cried quietly.

Guangling was a little caught off guard by An Mo's sudden embrace, and in the face of this situation, he could only stand still and let her hug her tightly.

Although his wound was held down by her, he could only bear it silently at the moment.

The bright moon shone brightly and softly shrouded the small hill, and warmly surrounded the man and woman embracing each other.

An Mo slowly stopped crying, choked and buried in the head of Guangling. Her hair made Guangling itch unbearably.

Just when An Mo felt embarrassed, she finally noticed that her hands were a little slimy, and under the moonlight, her hands showed a dark red complexion.

An Mo's heart twitched suddenly, and he hurriedly looked up at Guangling, whose face was pale and terrifying, only to see him smile lightly and say, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

"Brother Guangda, you... Why are you so stupid. The tears that An Mo had just stopped instantly slid down like a rain line, once again making her pretty face flower.

Guangling sat on the ground with great difficulty, exhaled heavily, and comforted with a smile: "Little injury, it's okay." ”

An Mo wiped the tears on her face vigorously, approached Guangling, her face was flushed, and her little hand gently took off Guangling's clothes.

This move really scared Guangling, of course, Guangling didn't continue to think about the other side, he knew that An Mo was helping him deal with his wounds.

He didn't expect An Mo to carry the wound medicine with him, although men and women can't kiss each other, but at the moment, he can't control those red tape.

The whole process is a bit numb...... This was Guangling's first feeling.

After taking care of the wounds, the two were relatively silent. However, neither of them felt any embarrassment, because this was the perfect moment for silence to be sound.

Maybe it's a guide from heaven.

Let them have a good memory.

Thousands of fireflies fluttered their wings and flew happily under the night sky, scattered all around, dotted with stars.

This is a masterpiece from heaven.

They seemed to be deliberately trying to dilute the deep sadness in An Mo's heart, and fireflies gently landed on her fingertips, fluttering around her fingertips, and then gently landed on An Mo's palm.

At that moment, the Guangling ghost sent a god to look at An Mo, and then time froze, and the picture froze.

Under the faint fluorescent light, An Mo showed the most heart-pounding pure smile.

......

The sky was slightly bright, and the two of them began to return.

Because of the tense situation, Guangling and the two had to hurry back, and there were no carrier pigeons on their bodies, so it was difficult to use the flying pigeon to report quickly.

In this way, the two of them hardly had any respite, and they galloped fast along the way, only resting for a while to replenish their water and then continue their journey.

When the red light in the west lit up, the two finally rushed to Xingyang City.

Not only were the people exhausted along the way, but two horses were also scrapped. An Mo, who had eaten all the way and made her face gray, couldn't care about decency at the moment, and when she returned home, she rushed to the study because she knew that her father had the habit of reading after dinner, and happened to see her father An Sheng reading under the lamp.

An Mo forcibly endured the restlessness in her heart, knocked lightly on the door, and called softly, "Dad." ”

An Sheng's temples were already silver and white, and his face was solemn, and when he heard this "father" at this moment, he was also a little stunned, and when he looked up, he saw that his daughter looked a little embarrassed, "Mo'er." ”

"Uncle Yang is dead. An Mo said sadly.

Bang, the book in Ansheng's hand fell.

......

Guangling returned to the room to bathe and change clothes, washing away the dust of the day. Lying on the bed, he began to sort out what had happened these days, and when the dart began, two or three robbers in succession, it was more appropriate to harass than a robbery, and then settled in the courtyard, followed by Anping's betrayal. Immediately after he and An Mo fled, the unimpeded passage along the way made Guangling even more confused, An Ping actually did not send someone to intercept the two of them on the road, although the two of them were dressed in disguise, but if they strengthened their manpower, it was not impossible to intercept them, but the strange thing was that there were no suspicious people along the way.

It's not like fleeing at all, it's like ventilating the news.

In other words, the two of them were let go by someone else.

It is difficult for Guangling to pass through the fog and get a direct glimpse of the truth, and now he can only act at the opportunity.

Just as Guangling was about to meditate and rest, there was a knock on the door.

Guangling opened the door, and the person in front of him was An Mo, who had changed back into women's clothes.

An Mo's black hair was scattered, and there were still droplets of water hanging lightly, it seemed that she had just taken a bath, and a light and pleasant fragrance came to her nose.

"Brother Guangda, I'll change your dressing. An Mo's face was red, holding some wound medicine, bandages and other things in her hand, and whispered.

People's kindness, An Neng cruelly refused.

Under the green light.

An Mo carefully helped Guangling with medicine, and the first time he saw Guangling's back, he also had some heart palpitations, because An Mo had never seen anyone with so many scars on his body, and he seemed to be telling how dangerous these processes were, how many life and death struggles he had encountered with Guangling, and how to find a way to survive from death.

What have you been through?

Suddenly, An Mo felt a faint pain in her heart, and her fingers involuntarily gently brushed over the scars of these years, "Does it hurt?"

Guangling shook his head slightly.

An Mo hugged Guangling from behind and pressed his face against Guangling's back, letting the temperature blend.

"Miss An......" Guangling just wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by An Mo, "Just for a while." ”

An Mo knew that it was impossible for the two of them, but she still couldn't help but sink, she liked him. From the moment he saved her, she already knew that the person she liked was right in front of her at this moment. So she put down her dignity to stalk, and she began to look down on many things in front of the people she liked, and the balance in her heart began to be unbalanced because of the person she liked.

Some people say that people in the sea of love can't reach the other side in their lives, so let her sink into it.

"I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, blown by the wind for 500 years, exposed to the sun for 500 years, and rained for 500 years, just ask you to walk across the bridge. An Mo said silently in her heart with tears in her eyes, "You said how much I should like you." ”

Guangling was also confused, and he didn't know or understand how to face An Mo's feelings for him.

He is just a prodigal son, and how can a prodigal son give people a stable home and a promise to keep. Because he can't guarantee that one morning, you will wake up alone, and you will never see your lover day and night.

......

An Chang looked at the bright moon in the sky with his hands in his hands, and muttered to himself: "It seems that I have lived for more than ten years for this purpose, Moshang, do you think I am worth it?"

"Over the years, what the master has lived for, the master should know better than his subordinates. Mo Shang said slowly, his voice was cold and with a hint of flattery, this woman was the one who killed Guangping with one blow last time.

"So, who is Mo Shang living for?" An Chang asked.

"The life of the subordinates is given by the master, and they should live for the master. ”

"Do you think all these years have been worth it?"

"My subordinates don't know. I only know that after entering the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to have a standard for judging many things. ”

An Chang was silent for a moment.

"Alright, let's get out. There is also a plan to continue, let An Sheng know that An Chang is in the hands of An Ping, and go to Shangxian Xiaozhuang on the Xieyang Ancient Road alone three days later. An Chang said.

"Yes. ”

It's time to put an end to it, so let's count all the grievances and grievances of the year.