"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Fu Lou saw the ferocious expression on his face and the undisguised murderous aura around him, his legs trembled.

And at this moment, a tall man in silver armor slowly walked out from behind Mo Chi. Almost instantly, Fu Lou recognized him as one of the envoys from the subordinate country who came to meet at the Lantern Festival banquet. Aceru, the third prince of Ayi country.

The other party was tall and burly, with rigid facial features, those hawk-like eyes fell on him coldly, and there was contempt and pity in his eyes.

"I have already fulfilled my promise to the emperor. Now, should I go to the emperor to fulfill my promise?" Acelu's gaze passed Fu Lou lightly, without stopping at all. The thick voice of the man in the cloak resounded amidst the howling wind.

Without looking back, Mo Chi threw the thing that he had been carrying in the other hand behind him, Acelu took it, and Fu Lou's pupils constricted as he watched the thing.

"What did you give me the jade seal of Yunguo?" The tall and strong man frowned slightly with his thick black eyebrows.

Mo Chi's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and it spread far away along the cold wind. He looked at Fu Lou who was pale and shocked in front of him, and said, "The dragon blood vine is sealed in the jade seal, and you can get it by breaking it. Out."

Acelu never thought that the things he could not find anywhere in the world would be hidden in such a place, the surprise flashed in his eyes, and then surprise.

"You just gave it to me, are you willing?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not. From today onwards, there will be no cloud country in the world," Mo Chi turned slightly, looking at the country he had protected for many years, with desolation in his dark and deep eyes.

He didn't want to be king, but in order to survive, he abandoned everything. In the end, he even killed his beloved. Now, the country is destroyed, and those who hurt Yunchu are also sent away one by one by him. , but he was timid and did not dare to meet his Yun Chu, he was afraid that the other party would not forgive him...

Aseru was noncommittal about his words. In his opinion, the man in front of him was a lunatic. He put the jade seal in his hand carefully, then turned around and strode away: "I brought it for you too, so I will leave first." , how you want to deal with the other party, please feel free."

After the man finished saying this, his figure had disappeared around the corner of the city wall. The two soldiers who were holding Fu Lou pulled off the opponent's arms with force, and then threw them on the ground like throwing something dirty. on the ground.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Fu Lou looked up at the man in front of him who was looking down at him, and kicked his legs back and forth to escape, but there was a cold and hard wall behind him.

Mo Chi watched him struggle needlessly, and after a long time, he raised his foot and approached him step by step.

"You...don't come here! Mochi...don't forget who helped you to the top..." Fu Lou looked at him in horror, and his voice changed.

Mo Chi's expression remained unchanged, the sharp blade in his hand reflected the cold light under the gloomy sky.

The man squatted down in front of Fu Lou, then raised his hand and grabbed his hair, pulling him in front of him, and the sharp knife in his hand pierced his abdomen accurately.

Fu Lou let out a scream, but Mo Chi looked at him with a hearty and cruel smile: "Does it hurt?" He asked.

The old man was in too much pain to speak.

"Is the Prime Minister very sad to see the plan that I have worked so hard for so many years ruined?"

Mo Chi looked at Fu Lou who was staring at him and wished he could eat him alive, and he had no sense of revenge at all.

The gloomy sky began to rain at some point, and the entire imperial palace was shrouded in a cloud of blue mist. The mist was dense, and it was as beautiful as a landscape painting.

Feng didn't know when he quietly hid his tracks. The rain-soaked flag on the city wall was quietly pasted on the flagpole. The water merged with the scarlet and winding bloodstains on the ground, and was then mercilessly washed away by the rain.

No part of the people on the ground was complete. The ground was full of indescribable pieces of meat. The old man stared at the front with his eyes wide open angrily, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

As for Mo Chi, he stood in front of him expressionlessly, looking down at him, his blue and white handsome face was stained with blood that was so red that it was strangely red, against which he was dressed in a red wedding dress, he was as beautiful as an evildoer.

Mo Chi looked at the people on the ground who were dying, and a hoarse laugh came from his throat, and then the voice became louder and louder, hovering above the city wall, full of desolation and emptiness.

Yunchu, look, I have already avenged you, have you seen it?

Staggering to the edge of the city wall, the man with a numb expression looked at the misty tower in the distance. In a trance, he seemed to see the thin and small boy from many years ago. He hesitated and put his hand into his palm, and then turned towards He showed a cute smile.

He took out the black mask with a terrifying pattern from his heart, and the cold touch spread from his face. Mo Chi slowly raised his fingers and stroked the lines on it, his smile was gentle and nostalgic.

"I came to look for you, will you be angry?" The whisper was accompanied by the sound of rain, "but if you are angry, I will also come to you. If I find you, I will... never let go..."

The voice in the dream seemed to be echoing in my ears. The man on the dragon bed opened his eyes, raised his hand and subconsciously stroked the corners of his eyes. As expected, his hands were moist.

The huge bedroom was terribly quiet, and the feeling of palpitations lasted for a long time. Mo Chi stumbled up from the bed, stepped on the floor barefoot and went out. Waking up from that sad dream.

Yun Chu, who was sleeping, felt a gaze staring at him. He opened his eyes, and was startled when he saw the black figure in front of him. Before the murderous move came, the other party suddenly hugged him.

There was a familiar and pleasant smell in his nostrils, and the strength in holding him was so strong that Yunchu had the illusion that he would be strangled to death by the other party.

As if aware of the other party's uneasiness and fear, Yun Chu slowly hugged the man back and leaned into his arms as softly as possible.

"Did you have a nightmare?" The young man's voice was rough and ugly, but it made Mo Chi's nose ache. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and rubbed his neck affectionately, his voice was low and hoarse: "Well, I had a nightmare."

It can scare a man who is not afraid of anything, Yunchu is a little curious about what kind of dream the other party had, but he didn't say anything, but raised his hand and gently patted the man's back, silently. comforted him.