Crossing, strategy, picking up morals

Chi Mo was panting on the ground, bent his body as much as possible, and used his back to block all the fists and feet that fell like raindrops.

The taste of blood was already welling up in his throat, and the chaos in his eyes gathered like mist.

Are you going to die?

<Ding——The life value of the raider is lower than 50

<Ding——The life value of the raider is lower than 40

Chi Mo almost didn't even have the strength to breathe. His wet clothes were sticking to his body. After the night wind blew, the cold seemed to freeze his whole body.

<Ding——The life value of the raider is lower than 20

Already, I'm going to die...

Chi Mo feebly closed his blood-red blurred eyes, and his rapid breathing became silent little by little.

"Chi Mo, Chi Mo."

In a daze, he heard someone calling his name close to his ear.

"Chi Mo—"

That voice had a reassuring power. When Chi Mo opened his eyes, he saw a stretch of white.

The man's palm pressed against his back, dispelling the pain on his body little by little.

At this moment, Chi Mo was able to see clearly the person in front of him, the person whose whole body was wrapped in white.

"Survive," said the man.

Chi Mo opened his mouth, but only a bloody gasp leaked out.

That person's palm was cold, pressing on his back gave him the warmth to dispel the cold.

Chi Mo's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and he fell into darkness.

Slowly retracting his hand, the man in the snow-white robe slowly stood up, his pale colorless lips were under the forehead that covered his eyes.

"My lord." The boy in the white priest's robe bent slightly in front of him.

The man looked at him with silver eyes that seemed to have no pupils, "You are so brave."

"My lord!" The boy fell to his knees on the ground.

"Without me, are you going to kill him?" The man stood there with his hands folded in his sleeves, his white hair hanging on his shoulders like a demon.

The boy knelt on the ground trembling.

"Su Wuyan." The man called out.

The boy kneeling on the ground raised his head in panic, revealing a beautiful face.

"If the Son of God dies, you don't have to live." After the man finished speaking, he stopped looking at Su Wuyan, turned around and entered the golden chariot.

Behind him, four teenagers wearing the same priestly robes carried Chi Mo in, and the snow-white veil hung down, blocking everyone's sight.

Su Wuyan knelt there, his fingers almost caught in the cracks of the stone slabs in the ground...

When Chi Mo woke up, he found himself lying on a huge piece of jade.Jade bi is warm.

Strings of beads hang down from the high beams, and the milky white mist surrounds and spreads in the house.

Chi Mo sat up with his arms propped up, and found that he was completely naked, only covered with a thin layer of veil, which slid down as he sat up, revealing the youthful and slender body .

Chi Mo let out an 'ah', and wrapped himself in the light gauze.

A young man's voice came from a few steps away, "Son of God will be later, Master Guoshi will be here in a while."

Chi Mo sat on the bed in a daze, a little confused.

Who is the Son of God?Who is the national teacher?

"Squeak—" The sound of the palace door being pushed open, the bead curtains hanging in the room slammed into each other, and it fell silent again in an instant.

Chi Mo felt someone approaching, but when he opened his eyes, there were layers of mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It wasn't until the man stood no more than five steps away from him that Chi Mo could see the man clearly.

It seems to be a person piled up by ice and snow, with white hair and silver eyes, like a demon god in the biography of ghosts.

That person looked at him, but because of the color of his eyes, it didn't look like he was looking at him.

Chi Mo shivered and moved back a little.

The man lowered his long eyelashes, "My name is Qu Shang, and I am Bei Zhao's national teacher."

Chi Mo recognized this voice, the one he heard before he fell into a coma.He lowered his vigilance a little, but he still stared at this strange man, waiting for him to say the next thing.

"Ten days ago, the inverse astrolabe divination revealed the position of the Son of God. That's why I found you." Qu Shang paused, and said under Chi Mo's confused gaze, "You are the Son of God."

Chi Mo's eyes widened.

Qu Shang bent his body, his silver eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "I will stay here from now on."

Chi Mo looked at the face of the man approaching suddenly, and his breathing froze all of a sudden.

Qu Shang's skin is very white, it is a kind of sickly white.

Seeing Chi Mo's obviously panicked expression, Qu Zhang straightened up slowly, with his hands folded in his sleeves, his face expressionless.

Chi Mo watched him turn around and leave, the bead chain jingled, and then fell completely silent.

Chi Mo huddled on the warm jade bed, staring at the fog in front of him in a daze.

He is the Son of God?So... what is the Son of God?

"Master Shenzi, summoned by the national teacher." A young man wearing a gold-rimmed priest's robe appeared in front of him, kneeling respectfully beside the bed, holding a set of priest's uniform in his hands above his head, "Please change."

"I, I'm not some kind of god son." Chi Mo bit his lip, "You have mistaken me!"

The boy knelt there unmoved, his straight back unchanged.

"I'm really not a son of God!" Chi Mo hurriedly explained, "I'm just a beggar, not the son of God you said!"

The boy still maintained his kneeling position, "Please change your clothes, Lord Shenzi."

Chi Mo looked at the boy kneeling beside the bed, then at the layer of gauze wrapped around his body, and finally took the dress with shaking hands.

Seeing Chi Mo take the clothes over, the boy stood up, but his body was still bent, and he retreated into the mist with lowered eyes.

Chi Mo panicked, and hurriedly changed his clothes. As soon as his feet touched the ground, the bead chain beside the bed rang, and the boy from just now came out of the mist again, stretched out his hand in front of him, Make a gesture of invitation, "Master Shenzi, please follow me."

Chi Mo didn't know how to refute or how to refuse, the boy didn't look at him, turned around and walked in one direction, Chi Mo only felt that the fog was very strange, and he couldn't help following the boy who led the way.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the young man who led the way suddenly stopped, turned around and stepped aside, with his head lowered, "Master Shenzi, the national teacher is waiting for you inside."

Chi Mo's body froze all of a sudden, looking at the door in front of him carved with complicated patterns, he didn't know how to react.

The boy waited beside him without urging him, but just watched Chi Mo's movements.

I don't know how long it took before Chi Mo stretched out his hand hesitantly, touching the door with his fingertips, and the coolness coming through his fingertips made his heart skip a beat.

With almost no effort in his hands, the door automatically opened to both sides, and his vision suddenly became clear, as if two spaces were separated by a door.

Chi Mo walked in, hundreds of tall long-burning lamps were lit in the spacious hall, and night pearls were embedded all over the roof.

Qu Shang stood in the center of the hall, and there was a person kneeling at his feet.That person was wearing a snow-white priest's robe, and the wide brim of his hat covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

As if Qu Shang didn't see him, the hand hidden in the sleeve finally came out, and the white and bloodless palm was holding a long whip. The whip was a mixture of red and white, as if it was mixed with blood. The icicles are average.

"Punish the Son of God, and punish it as blasphemy." Qu Shang raised his hand, and the whip wrapped around his wrist was hanging down at his feet, "Do you have anything else to say?"

The man's voice was hoarse, "No."

With a movement of Qu Shang's wrist, the whip imbued with internal force immediately whipped the kneeling person several steps away, and he vomited blood all at once on the ground.

The man tilted his head, even at a distance of more than ten meters, Chi Mo recognized him at a glance.

Su was talking in vain.

Another whip came down and hit Su Wuyan's body, and Chi Mo was startled when he heard the sound of bone cracking.

Chi Mo took a few steps back, leaning his back against the cold stone wall door.I don't know when the door was closed.

Even though there was no sound at all, Qu Zhang turned his head as if sensing his presence.

Su Weiyan, who was lying on the ground, also turned his head, looking at him with slender peach blossom eyes, which were the same as when they first met, filled with hatred and evil murderous intent.

Chi Mo didn't know why Su Weiyan looked at him like this, and he didn't know why he targeted him again and again since the first meeting.

While the two of them were in a daze, another whip fell, ripping off the skirt of Su Wuyan's chest, revealing a slightly protruding purple scar on his chest, with strands of blood still oozing out.

Su Wuyan curled up in pain.

Qu Shang rolled up his sleeves again, and the red and white long whip was no longer visible.

A door behind the ever-burning lamp opened, and a group of people in priestly robes walked in.

"Take it down." Qu Shang said, "It will be cut at noon tomorrow."

Su Wuyan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head with an expression of disbelief.

Two people grabbed his hands and dragged him out, Su Wuyan broke free, scrambled to the front of Qu Shang, and grabbed his clothes corner with one hand, "Master, master, I was wrong!"

Qu Shang just waved his hand lightly, as if brushing off an insignificant dust.Su Wuyan rolled back a few steps and knelt on the ground on one knee, the pain in his body was not as painful as his heart.

"Ten days ago, I asked you to bring the Son of God back. How did you do it?" Qu Shang said.

Su Wuyan had tears in his eyes, "I didn't know he was the Son of God, so he did such a stupid thing, master, master, please forgive me!"

"Still arguing." Qu Zhan's voice was cold, "I sent Du Ruo to protect you, but you have been persecuting the Son of God several times without her knowing it. Do you think I don't know about this?"

Su Wuyan opened his mouth to say something more, but unexpectedly Qu Zhan spoke again, "You know that you cannot escape the heavy responsibility for killing the Son of God, so you pretend to do it with Du Ruo's hands so that you can pass all the punishment to her afterwards, right? .”

Su Wuyan lowered his head, with a somewhat terrified look on his face.

"Two years ago, I accepted you as an apprentice, sent someone to protect you and help you, and personally taught you." Qu Shang said, "Is this how you repay me?"

Su Weiyan walked over to grab Qu Shang's clothes again, "Master..."

Qu Shang turned his head, his voice was cold and tired, "You and I are destined to be masters and apprentices here, so you can do it yourself."

After that, he turned and left.

Su Wuyan looked at his grasping hand, and a tear suddenly fell from his eyes.

Chi Mo looked at Su Weiyan who looked like this, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable and... happy.

Su Wuyan, who no longer resisted, was dragged down, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly smiled at Chi Mo, distorted like a curse.