One hundred and eight strokes of body promise

Mo Jun had a dream, in the dream he was still young, only nine years old.

Then his father, his superior father who was a minister, died completely.

Since then, Mo Jun has only one mother.

Because his father didn't want Mo Jun and his mother anymore, so Mo Jun didn't want him as a father either.

In the fourth year of Tiancheng, Zhang Xuan, the assistant minister, intended to rebel. When the ministers entered the palace to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with the king, he sent troops to threaten the relatives of the ministers' families.Forced all the ministers participating in the banquet to obey him in the palace and enter the inner hall, and then proposed to Emperor Beiai of "Yao and Shun's abdication".

One country and one family, which is more important?

Everyone either knelt down and cried bitterly, or were entangled in their hearts.

Only Emperor Bei Ai sat in that lofty position, with an understated tone, even with a gentle and polite smile: "My lords, you can choose whatever you want. It's my fault that I failed to protect the family behind you."

Only Master Shangshu stepped forward, facing the rebels without any fear, pointing at Henry Zhang, spitting everywhere, speaking fiercely, criticizing him loudly, and punishing his heart with every word.

"Your Majesty has such a heart of loyalty and patriotism. In your opinion, this family is dispensable?"

Nine-year-old Mo Jun was rudely kicked to the ground by the people behind him. In front of him was his father who was a few steps away from him.And behind her is a weak mother with a sword on her neck and no resistance.

"I have no wife and no children, where did I come from!" Mr. Mo's words were clear and resounding.

No matter what else he said, he was determined to leave.

"Father!" There was a piercing cry.

But the person who answered was very calm, without even turning his head: "I'm not your father."

The moon in the sky is full, the light of the knife on the ground is also particularly bright, and the blood flowers that bloom are especially beautiful.

Nine-year-old Mo Jun hugged his fallen mother tightly, closed his eyes and waited for the knife to fall on him.

But he heard the sound of iron trampling horseshoes suddenly coming from outside the door.

Rescue came, but unfortunately his mother was not rescued.

"Family and country, you finally chose the country... You are not my beloved, you are not my beloved..." Mo Jun hugged his mother's head, but saw his mother's eyes fluttering Huhu, muttering, while talking, blood kept overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother! Mother! Hold on for a while longer. Rescue soldiers are here!" Mo Jun desperately wiped the blood gushing from the corner of his mother's mouth: "Father will come back to pick us up later!"

"Kangkang, mother hasn't named you yet." The cold hand suddenly grasped Mo Jun's little hand tightly: "Just call it Mo Jun. Promise mother that you will never become an official in the future, and we will live a simple life." What is loyalty? What is righteousness? I am a mediocre person, I only ask the person I love to love me..."

"It's a pity, it's a pity... Mo Jun, Mo Jun. It's not the king, it's not... the king... also..."

The hand that was holding was finally completely released at this moment.

"Mother! Mother! Mother!" Mo Jun cried and grabbed the hand back again, holding it tightly: "Wake up! Wake up!"

Mo Jun cried over and over again, shaking his mother's body over and over again.

Suddenly someone rushed in, picked up Mo Jun and ran wildly, ran all the way to a vermilion painted palace wall, knelt down on the ground and brushed away the weeds in front of him, revealing a small hole: "Young master!" Run away!"

After speaking, he stuffed nine-year-old Mo Jun into the hole.

"I don't know when this chaos will end, young master, go out and escape by yourself! Lord Mo is a loyal man who sacrifices his family for the country, I can't just watch him die!"

How ridiculous, because of his loyal and patriotic father, he lost the mother who hugged and pampered him, but because of his father's patriotism and loyalty, he moved a little eunuch This deliberately ran back to save him during the palace chaos.

Mo Jun forgot how a nine-year-old boy with no father or mother spent half a month in the huge mausoleum city.

In the end, he was deceived and deceived, and he did everything he should not be the son of the most loyal minister of the dynasty, Lord Shangshu.

Half a month later, the reward announcement was made.

Three thousand gold.

Mo Jun looked up at himself in the portrait, and thought again, the three thousand gold must have come from the emperor.After all, his family is so poor, how about a good official?Upright official?Where did you get so much money?Mo Jun could even imagine that the so-called Lord Shangshu would show his loyalty to the present-day sage with a calm face, for example, the dog really doesn't bother His Majesty, so the overall situation should be the most important thing.

Mo Jun threw away the stolen steamed stuffed bun and boarded a boat that he didn't know where it was going.

It doesn't matter to him, as long as he can leave Lingcheng, nothing else matters.

He sneaked onto the boat when he was discovered by a singing girl. At that time, the boat owner wanted to throw him into the water to feed the fish, but the singing girl paid a sum of money for Mo Jun's boat.

"I paid for the boat for you, how about you promise me one thing?"

"What……?"

"You recognize me as your sister."

Mo Jun silently looked at the cold and dark river in the night, and finally nodded slightly.

The sister in this name treats him very well.

It's a pity that this only lasted until Mo Jun was ten years old.

That day, Mo Jun secretly bought a glass bead flower, but he never had the chance to give it away.

Two or three wretched men walked out of the narrow hut, Mo Jun suddenly felt panicked and ran towards the hut.

"Sister?" She touched the door with her hand.

"Sister?" The door was pushed open a little.

"Sister!" The door finally opened.

The woman on the ground had disheveled clothes and disheveled hair. There was a big hole on her originally smooth and white forehead, from which fresh blood flowed.

The iron scissors hidden in the wooden cabinet were taken out, and Mo Jun rushed all the way up, holding the scissors, and immediately plunged into one of the men's legs.

The painful man kicked the ten-year-old Mo Jun far away.

But Mo Jun quickly stood up again, still holding the scissors in his hand, and walked back step by step.

The three men were stunned for a moment, then the man who was stabbed and still sitting on the ground laughed, pointed at Mo Jun, and said to the other two men: "Hey, I didn't expect this little brother with a little hoof to look so good. It's cute. I heard that Master Liu in Lingcheng loves young children? If we put..."

Before he could finish his words, Mo Jun rushed over with the scissors again.

The man on the ground hurriedly avoided, and the other two hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother, stop beating. If the beating continues, the child will die. How can we sell it?" One of the men stopped the man who was kicking Mo Jun violently with his feet, and persuaded him.

"Fuck!" The injured man spat viciously: "If you die, you will die. Just a little baby who wants to kill me?"

Ten-year-old Mo Jun was lying on the ground with someone stepping on his back, and met 13-year-old Luo Chuan standing in black and holding a sword.

Or Jiuchuan, at that time Luochuan was not yet a prince, nor had he become the "Evil Soul Jiuchuan" that everyone in the world feared.

They have only just met.

And Luo Chuan really saved his life.

The ten-year-old Mo Jun didn't know the drama routines in which life-saving grace should be promised with his body. He thought very simply, and just wanted to follow Luo Chuan and call him Chuan Chuan.

Those three men were killed by Mo Jun, not Luo Chuan.Luo Chuan simply wounded the three men, while the ten-year-old Mo Jun, who was trampled on the ground, gritted his teeth, got up covered in blood, and spread his hands towards Luo Chuan: "Give me the sword. "

Luo Chuan was stunned, while the man next to Luo Chuan, pretending to be a scholar, couldn't help but chuckled twice, then carefully sized up the thin Mo Jun, and then slowly stretched out his hand to pull Mo Jun to the side. In front of him, he gently wiped the blood from Mo Jun's face, and then put a dagger with the sheath removed into Mo Jun's hand: "You still can't handle the sword, but this dagger is fine."

There were chaotic stabs, screams louder than one, and blood splattered out.

Ten-year-old Mo Jun learned how to kill, and killed three men the first time he killed someone.

Mo Jun became a teacher at the age of 15, and was selected into the Tianzihao killer competition with a total of [-] at the same time.

Sealed dark secret room, 20 people, seven days, one name.

Mo Jun never expected that Luo Chuan was among the fifteen people, and Luo Chuan was also stunned the moment he saw Mo Jun.

Swords and weapons are concealed, blood flows like rivers, and corpses are lying on the ground.

There were two more people who did not fall, but there was only one Tianzihao.

Holding the sword, Mo Jun walked towards Luo Chuan step by step. The light of the sword was cold: "Chuan Chuan, there is no one in this world who is less suitable to be a killer than you. You should become a monk."

The sword pen approached straight, but turned back halfway.

A silver light flashed, and the sword that fell on the ground made a "clang", and the blade was still trembling.

"What are you doing?" Luo Chuan barely stood still leaning on his sword, looked at Mo Jun and said angrily.He was really exhausted, the black uniform on his body had been scratched a lot, and the wound was still bleeding continuously.

Mo Jun sighed, met Shang Luochuan's eyes, and said in a calm tone: "According to the level of martial arts, you must be the name of the sky, not to mention that you have already carried out the assassination mission three years ago. Top 20 people come to compete in Tianzihao?"

"Chuan Chuan, no matter how powerful you are, your soft-heartedness is fatal."

Seven days later, Mo Jun and Luo Chuan walked out of the secret room together.

But the moment the door of the secret room opened, Luo Chuan suddenly drew his sword and made a move.

Mo Jun was caught off guard by a sword and injured his left shoulder.

"Chuan Chuan...?"

The person standing outside the door stepped in at the right time.Dressed in white clothes, he looks like a scholar—Bai He, the Chief Protector of Shahun Palace.A white paper fan was swaying elegantly, looked at Mo Jun who was leaning against the wall with his left shoulder stabbed, then turned his head to look at Luo Chuan who was kneeling on the ground, smiled slightly and said two words: "It's light."

Luo Chuan, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to be stiff for a moment, before he gritted his teeth and said, "He's injured, and I'm the name of the day."

Bai He nodded, his eyes stayed on Mo Jun's face, he smiled, and then slowly said the result: "The name of the sky is Jiuchuan, and the name of the place is Jiujun."

Then two more people walked over slowly, and they also stood in front of Mo Jun and Luo Chuan with injuries all over their bodies, describing them as embarrassed, with dull expressions: "The name of Xuan is Jiuhe, and the name of Huang is Jiubei."

The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the evil soul is Jiuchuan, and the nine monarchs are killed, and the mysterious and yellow crane is sad.

"Jiuchuan, Jiujun stay here, Jiuhe Jiubei, you both step down first, and take over the task in half a month." Bai He waved his hand.

Luo Chuan and Mo Jun knelt on the ground: "Chief Protector."

Suddenly Luo Chuan's head fell, and his whole body fell down. Unexpectedly, Mo Jun was about to reach out to help, but it was in vain.

Holding Luo Chuan in his arms, Bai He showed an inexplicable smile at Mo Jun, and then slowly lifted the hem of Luo Chuan's suit.

The flesh was bloody, the wound was hideous, and the flesh was cut to the bone.

"He couldn't bear you to eat dead human flesh, so he cut his own calf with a knife."

Mo Jun's mind went blank for a moment, before he could make any reaction, his body lost control before he realized it, and he lay down on his stomach and vomited violently, as if it wasn't enough, he stretched out his fingers and desperately pressed to induce vomiting.

Bai He squatted down, looked at Mo Jun, stretched out his hand and stabbed the wound on Mo Jun's left shoulder little by little: "Do you know why he stabbed you just now?"

"Because he will replace you as a Tianzihao, and you may never know what kind of torture it takes to become a Tianzihao."

The author has something to say: 1. Unlocked by family background, unlocked by the mystery of father-son relationship, unlocked by name meaning get√

2. Unlock the reason why Gong Shou and Shou didn't like meat before get√

3. It mainly follows the sweet text route, so it will not be abused very hard (at most, it will be a little bit abused in the past three or four chapters), and I swear with my fingers.

4. ┑(￣Д￣)┍, the author has been really busy recently, and his physical condition is also very poor.But I still use my head to guarantee that I won’t be cheated, and I will go to code when I am empty~

5. By the way, there is still a BUG to fix. The main character's memory before the age of 20 is blank.Because of the consideration of the later text, the previous age needs to be revised. Zhan Xuan must be 18 years old and follow Luo Chuan.