Withered vine of the end of the world rebirth

I remember that when Chu Mo sat in front of the TV with Xiao Yu and watched those serials that were always played in a loop, he couldn't help but say: "Why did you get hurt again... I got hurt twice in the three episodes. "

At that time, the innocent and innocent woman smiled and glanced sideways at him, and said with envy in her tone: "A friend in need is a friend, if a person can always save you regardless of his own comfort, how could he not treat you well?" Sincere?"

Is a friend in adversity a friend...

Chu Mo stepped forward and knelt down beside Mu Hanyuan, looking at the long bloodstain on his waist, his hands were shaking violently.

The sight of the spotless white clothes being stained red with blood was almost painful to the eyes.

Chu Mo's fingers trembled, and he stretched out his hand to touch the blood-stained place on the white clothes: "You...are you alright?"

Mu Hanyuan's kung fu is superb, so many people besieged and fought for such a long time before, and they didn't get a trace of blood.

But at this time...

"I'm fine," Mu Hanyuan turned his head to look at Chu Mo, and reached out to hold the man's cold fingertips, "Don't worry... just as long as you're fine."

you're fine...

Chu Mo was in a daze at that moment.

The stars are getting stronger and the moon will be hidden.

Song Ming and the others followed Chu Mo and the others, looking at the two people who supported each other in front of them with some anxiety: "Really, don't we really need our help? Me, we have to deal with the wound..."

"No need," Chu Mo paused, looked back at them, and said almost expressionlessly, "I'll do it, you guys go."

"Well, well..." Song Ming couldn't help swallowing—although Chu Mo's expression was not scary at this time, after all, the stimulation he gave them before was too deep, enough to cover up anything else, and let Song Ming and the others see Then he felt fearful, "Then, let's go, let's go?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Chu Mo and the others did not express anything else, Song Ming had no choice but to greet the other two: "Then let's go...don't delay benefactor's healing."

"Okay, okay." The others had no choice but to turn around and leave.

After walking a few steps, they stopped at the same time.Song Ming hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It is reasonable to say that there is no repayment for saving life, but our life belongs to the battlefield, and life and death are involuntary. ...May your benefactor have a smooth life and a long life."

After speaking, several men who still had the bloodstains and scars from the previous fight knelt down together, and knocked three times firmly in the direction of the two of them.

The night wind howled, this scene was really moving.

Chu Mo didn't pay attention, and just walked forward step by step with Mu Hanyuan.

The wind and snow rolled in the air, and then gradually fell to the ground.

Song Ming and the others kept their knees on the ground and watched their backs gradually disappear into the night, and the howling wind and snow completely covered their footprints behind them.

It completely disappeared in this boundless snow mountain.

"...Brother, let's go," a soldier beside him spoke after a while.

"it is good."

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Mu Hanyuan's injury was extremely not serious.

Although his clothes looked not much thicker than Chu Mo's, compared with the armor of Song Ming and others, it was even more vulnerable.

But in fact, there is a universe inside.

Chu Mo's eyes skipped over the half of the golden silk thread exposed from the cut of Mu Hanyuan's white clothes.

I heard that there was gold silk armor in ancient times, so it turned out to be like this...

Those two casters were really... extraordinarily serious.

But even so, Chu Mo's expression didn't look much better.

It was common for him to get hurt himself, but it was common for others to get hurt because of him...how long ago?

Chu Mo was silent, and helped Mu Hanyuan walk forward bit by bit.

The direction they were going in was naturally that cave.

Now that today's matter is over, there is no reason to stay in this snow mountain.

Chu Mo didn't speak, and Mu Hanyuan didn't speak either.

He was not much of a talkative person.

Originally, this section of the road should not be long, but at this time it seemed a bit long because of the silence of the two of them.

But it's not an unbearably long one.

Mu Hanyuan raised his head and glanced at Chu Mo, who was supporting him with both hands, walking steadily, but his eyes were always looking forward, his pale profile was blurred in the falling snow.

And yet damn good looking.

Mu Hanyuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed his posture, and leaned himself completely on the opponent.

Looks like he's seriously injured.

Chu Mo looked at him, but didn't say anything.

It seemed that he had never thought that with Mu Hanyuan's physical fitness, how could he not be able to support him with such an injury.

Chu Mo's untied long hair fluttered in the air, brushing against Mu Hanyuan's face from time to time.

Slight itching.

Mu Hanyuan couldn't help but reached out and touched it—it was indeed the temperature of the night.

No matter how long the distance is, there will always be an end, not to mention this short and extremely familiar journey.

Chu Mo didn't speak all the way, and after entering the cave, he just carefully supported Mu Hanyuan and squatted down slightly.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to lie down, he just silently used the hay that was in the cave to spread a layer on the edge of the cave wall, letting Mu Han lean against it.

Quiet throughout.

Quiet almost eerie.

Mu Hanyuan looked at him, Chu Mo was sitting half-kneeling in front of him, his eyes drooped, only a dark silhouette remained.

Mu Hanyuan paused, and said, "I..."

Just started, but was suddenly interrupted by Chu Mo.

The other party finally raised his head, and looked straight at him with a pair of black eyes, black and white in his eyes: "I know that I have a bad personality, and I can't always trust others."

Chu Mo said, but his eyes became calmer: "But now, I want to believe you... Tell me the truth, Han Yuan, you really don't hate me, right? If I don't betray you, you won't hurt me right?"

Chu Mo's voice was very soft, but inexplicably heavy.

At this time, the cave is extremely quiet, and this passage is extremely clear.

Chu Mo said: "You tell me the truth, as long as you say yes, I will never doubt you again...I swear."

I swear.

If there is one person in this world I can trust with all my heart, I hope that person is you.

...It can only be you.

"I never hated you," Mu Hanyuan also looked up at him, "It's impossible for me to hate you... I will never hurt you."

Mu Hanyuan paused, and reached out to hold Chu Mo's hand: "No matter what you do, I won't blame you. But you don't have to do that in the future, and I won't hate you...don't be afraid."

……

Chu Mo paused, and finally said with a smile: "Okay."

The night gradually brightened up.

The snow still remains.

Back then, we met for the first time under the moon and reunited among the flowers, but now, with eyes full of wind and snow, I only hope that I will never fail.