This shadow guard is kinda nice

The candle was flickering, and the wind blowing outside the window made the windows rattle. Eunuch Fu checked again, closed the windows tightly, and stood in front of the dragon bed again.

The emperor was out of spirit, and when the medicine came on, he felt drowsy and wanted to rest, so he couldn't help pulling himself together, and said to his sons who were still sitting dryly, "Let's step back first, I'm a little tired."

Unexpectedly, none of them moved.

Fu Gonggong was horrified, and the uneasiness in the emperor's heart became stronger and stronger, and the drowsiness dissipated in an instant.

Mo Ran led the Xuanjia Army and chased them all the way to the top of the mountain. There were not many people left on both sides. Only a few people made it here alive.

Suddenly, a bright color flashed across the dark as black sky, like a silver snake, followed by a rumbling sound, which made people tremble in their hearts.

Mo Ran put one hand behind his back and held a knife in the other. The rain washed away the bright red on the cold light, and the coldness came to his heart. His figure moved again. On a small piece of flat ground, wherever the afterimage goes Someone fell.

Someone rolled down the cliff from the flat ground, and the scream was only for a moment, and the person disappeared in the steep surroundings together.

There were only two people left on the flat ground. Mo Ran and the general were standing face to face. Both of them were injured to varying degrees, but at this moment, they couldn't feel the same.

The sound of the rain disappeared, only the person on the opposite side gradually became clearer, his black eyes were like an abyss, unfathomable, Mo Ran raised his hand, and the two moved at the same time.

Close and separated, the knife passed by the general's face, and a strand of hair floated to the ground, mixed in the mud.

Lin Sheng led people to clean up the corpses lying in the forest. He looked at the majestic mountains from a distance.Moran's side should also be over, he thought, ignoring the uneasiness deep in his heart.

He casually pointed to a group of people around him, "You continue here, and the rest follow me up the mountain."

"Yes."

The murderous spirit soared into the sky.

Prime Minister Sun Baizhi and Shen Yinan had been waiting at the gate of the city. Sun Baizhi paced back and forth, the sky was getting darker, and his heart was getting heavier and heavier. It had been so long, it shouldn't be, logically speaking, they should have reached the gate of the city.

Shen Yinan folded his arms beside him, staring at the rain curtain in a daze.

"Why aren't you here yet?"

Shen Yinan didn't talk to him, he was still staring at the rain curtain in a daze, there seemed to be a barrier around him, which automatically separated him from the outside world, and because of this, Sun Baizhi couldn't see clearly what Shen Yinan was thinking.

There was a slight sense of strangeness in Sun Baizhi's heart, he frowned, something was wrong with Shen Yinan today, although he usually talked less, but it was not like this, but he had no time to care about others now, and he didn't expect Shen Yinan to say anything.He flicked his sleeves, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, turned his head and tiptoed to look at the official road, looking forward to the arrival of the army.

The cold fragrance filled the entire Xihua Hall, and Xiao Yichen's face was rarely sullen in disgust.

The emperor frowned and shouted loudly, "Are you deaf? Can't you hear what I said?"

Xiao Yi'an rested his head on one hand, lifted his eyelids lazily, and looked at the opposite prince with a lack of interest.

The prince ignored Xiao Yi'an, he got up at this moment, facing the direction of the emperor's dragon bed.

I don't know if it's the weather, or something else, but Eunuch Fu squinted his eyes, but couldn't see the expression on the prince's face clearly. He vaguely felt that the prince today is different from usual.

"Father," the prince said slowly, he heard his restrained and calm voice echoing in the Xihua Palace, but his blood was boiling, his veins were bulging, and the madness of his desire to be fulfilled flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the emperor, as if he saw him in the future.

He sat on the emperor's throne, looked down at the ants below, and enjoyed the admiration of all people. He was sitting on the throne and enjoyed three thousand beauties.

The emperor responded coldly, and he was pulled back to reality. He was still standing in front of the dragon bed. He was still a prince, not an emperor.

Madness appeared in his eyes again, wait a minute, he thought, he tried his best to calm himself down, and then asked lightly: "Does the father really believe that the queen mother poisoned him?"

The emperor was stunned, he didn't know why the prince mentioned this again at this moment, the madness in the prince's eyes also shocked him, he didn't know how to answer for a moment, believe it?

Believe it or not, the queen has been by his side for many years. Although he dare not say that he knows her very well, he still knows whether she has the intention of poisoning her.

However it didn't help.

Although she didn't intend to poison him, but he wanted to use this opportunity to completely bring down the Sun family.

The Sun family has produced too many empresses, and Sun Baizhi has been sitting in the prime minister's seat for too long. He didn't want to think that after many years, the Xiao family's Jiangshan would change his surname to Sun.

This is something he, as the emperor, cannot allow.

Therefore, he had no choice but to sacrifice a queen in exchange for the stability of the Xiao family.

The bodies that were close to each other separated again, and Mo Ran's knife pierced the general's abdomen fiercely. His eyes were indifferent, which was actually a bit colder than the cold light of the knife.

He pushed hard, and the knife was pulled out with a bang, blood splashed, fell into the ground, and disappeared into the mud.

The knife that had been tightly held in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and there was a deep sound. The general clutched his abdomen, his fingers instantly stained red with blood, and his hand could no longer hold the knife.

He finally couldn't hold it anymore, his body swayed, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.The clods of dirt behind him fell down the cliff, it was empty, but there was no sound at all, the general glanced back with cold sweat on his face.

The fog was steaming and unfathomable.

One more step back, and he will fall under the cliff.

And going forward...

Mo Ran approached step by step with a knife in his hand, as long as he touched his neck, everything was over.

The general's mind was spinning rapidly. He didn't want to die yet, he wanted to save his life from this cold man, but if he couldn't...

There is nothing to say about that, the big deal is death.

He moved his numb legs, and the blood surged up, and he could no longer suppress the sweetness in his throat. He turned his head sideways, bent down, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Large swaths of blood seeped into the soil, and the rain washed away again, leaving no traces. No one would know what happened here, and all the sins and blood were washed away.

Mo Ran finally stopped and raised his scimitar.

At the moment of life and death, the general pursed his lips, and with the last of his strength, he suddenly got up.

Mo Ran's expression was astonished, it was too close, before he had time to react, a pair of hands were firmly bound around his waist, and the knife fell to the ground with a sound.

Before the disgust could float in his eyes, the world was spinning for a while, and a vicious smile surrounded his body.

"Let's die together."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Mo Ran tried in vain to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything except the fall.

The cliff was too slippery, and a faint look of regret floated on Mo Ran's bloodless face, if only the knife was still in his hand, at least he could slow down his fall.

He kept falling, and his body was cut with many cuts, varying in depth, and blood drops fell together with his body.

There was a lot of confusion in his mind, and scenes from the past flashed quickly in his mind.

"My name is Xiao Yichen, and I will be your master from now on."

"We will have the same birthday in the future."

"I want you to be loyal to me forever and never betray."

"Go and receive the punishment."

"Have a good rest."

"This jade suits you."

"Changing your breath, silly."

"It is your right."

……

It is said that when death is approaching, the most important person in this life will be remembered in the mind.

Mo Ran smiled, it really is.

I don't know where I hit my forehead, my body was scratched, and my whole body hurts like a frame falling apart. The darkness seemed to be endless. He thought with some regret that he had just communicated with his master, and they haven't been able to get together well...

He promised his master that he would go to Xihua Hall to find him.

He wanted to laugh, but his whole body hurt so badly that he couldn't laugh. In the end, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth. He didn't know how the master would punish him after that. He broke his promise like this, but after thinking about it, he might not have the life to be punished...

The sound of the rain, the abyss in the dream, the boundless darkness, the sharp stones piercing the body, everything matched.

It turns out...it wasn't a dream.

Everything in the dream was confirmed at this moment, and the only difference was that this time, no one could wake him up and hold him in his arms to comfort him.

The darkness was endless, Mo Ran closed his eyes, and fell heavily on the ground, he completely lost consciousness and passed out.

Chu Yunhe stopped, and there was an inexplicable pain in his chest, an unspeakable strange pain, overwhelming.

He bent over, stroked his chest with one hand, and frowned tightly.

Jiang Yujin quickly supported him, and asked him nervously what's wrong?

Chu Yunhe shook his head, slowed down for a moment, he straightened up, looked around, and then went in another direction. Although Jiang Yujin was inexplicable, he also followed.

Lin Sheng caught up with the mountain. There were several corpses lying on the small flat ground. He walked slowly until he reached the edge of the cliff. He glanced back in a daze. Except for the person he brought, there was no one else.

He turned his head and glanced down slightly.

The white mist, the sound of the rain getting louder, and the chill went straight to the bottom of my heart.

He turned around, and there were two knives thrown on the ground. He picked them up and looked at them. After a while, the general Jingbei, who had never been frightened by the army, said in a trembling voice: "Follow the mountain road and look for Mo Ran."

The rain poured down, hazy the road ahead.

Chu Yunhe saw the person lying at the foot of the mountain at a glance.

The inexplicable pain in the chest reached its peak. It was very strange. At this moment, deep in his heart, there was a voice saying that it was Moran.

It is the younger brother you have been looking for for 17 years.

He moved his legs, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the towering mountain...

Chu Yunhe was contradictory at this time.

He has been looking for it for so long, and now that he is a few meters away from his younger brother, he seems to shrink back. What if he finds the wrong person?

This time is different from every time in the past, because the possibility is too great, he has great expectations for it, and if the person on the ground is really his younger brother, how much he should feel sorry for him, his younger brother , how many years he didn't know, how many places he didn't know, how many injuries he had suffered.

His heart tightened, and subconsciously, he began to stroke the jade pendant around his waist.

Jiang Yujin rushed directly to the person, as a disciple of the genius doctor, he would not let such a seriously injured person lie in front of him, but remain indifferent.

The smell of blood rushed to the face, and no matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't cover up the blood on this person's body.

He carefully turned the person over.

As if Chu Yunhe finally came to his senses, he approached, and saw that extremely chiseled face at a glance.

It is no different from the distant glimpse of Muye Restaurant.

It's just that this face is extremely pale, but it is also stained with gorgeous red, which is extremely coquettish.

Chu Yunhe squatted down, his ragged black clothes, his body that could not be concealed were covered with scars, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, until the little crescent moon appeared.

Chu Yunhe felt dizzy for a moment.

The heart that had been hanging in the air all this time fell into reality at this moment.

Jiang Yujin had never seen Chu Yunhe like this before, but he didn't care about it now, he put his hand on Mo Ran's wrist, and after a while, he looked at Chu Yunhe and said happily, "He's still alive."

It wasn't until he heard that he was still alive that Chu Yunhe was really relieved. As long as he was still alive, with Jiang Yujin around, he wouldn't worry about not being able to save him.

He bowed his head, wrapped Mo Ran's neck with one hand, and his waist with the other, and hugged him horizontally.

The weightless body was pressed against Chu Yunhe's arm, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight to Chu Yunhe's mind. His hands were slippery, like fresh blood.

In Chu Yunhe's heart, there was a faint distress that was very strange to him. In the past twenty years of his life, he had probably never felt distressed by anyone.

He lowered his head slightly and said softly, "Let's go home."

The author has something to say: PS: Sugar-striking contestants don’t know how to use knives, everyone can rest assured and watch it boldly, it’s still sweet~