The author travels through the revenge war

At night, the sky is full of stars.

Yang Baoqiu was dressed in unlined clothes and sat on a cold stone bench, staring up at the sky.

"Emperor Star moves eastward, from bright to dark, this..."

When Liao Wuchen was born, the Emperor Star appeared in the sky of Yihu Kingdom. Now, Mo Wushuang appeared, but the Emperor Star moved eastward and became darker.It really is the world in the novel.

Yang Baoqiu lowered his head.But what does the dimming of Regal mean.die?disaster?Or doom?

I secretly sneered in my heart.

What happened to Liao Wuchen was none of his business.My goal is to make him fall in love with Yang Baoqiu.

He looked up again.

In the starry sky of this world, it seems that there is no star that belongs to me.

The one representing Yang Baoqiu must have fallen after he replaced him.

Suddenly, a shirt draped over his shoulders.

"It's cold, don't catch a cold."

As if he had expected it, Yang Baoqiu was not surprised at all.

"Your Highness forgot, I am a doctor."

"Even if you are a genius doctor, you can't be so disrespectful to your body. Look, your hands are very cold." Liao Wuchen held his hand, feeling the indelible coldness.

Compared with the Liao Wuchen he saw in the Canglong Palace many years ago, he has changed a lot at this time.

Yang Baoqiu wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by Liao Wuchen with neither light nor heavy force.

It won't hurt him, and it won't allow him to break free without using his internal strength.

"Aren't you a miracle doctor? Tell me, why don't you heal your own body?"

Liao Wuchen is also a person who knows medical skills. Yang Baoqiu's pulse was very slight and almost stopped. This is obviously not the pulse of a normal person.

The jet-black deep pupils and the purple star pupils looked at each other quietly under the night sky.

For a long time, maybe he felt that if he didn't say anything, Liao Wuchen might have persisted like this.Yang Baoqiu looked away and lowered his head.

"It can't be cured, it can't be saved."

"Why is this happening? Is this caused by nature?" Liao Wuchen frowned.

Under the moonlight, this arrogant young man gave him a feeling of fragility.The next moment, he saw the young man unfold a smile that could fill the world.Not those perfunctory appearances during the day, but real, heartfelt laughter, even with sarcasm.

"Your Highness, do you know why I am called Mo Wushuang?"

Liao Wuchen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why the topic jumped here, but he still shook his head.

Peerless?The only treasure in the family?

If the answer was really that simple, the boy would definitely not have asked him.

Yang Baoqiu sneered, and withdrew his hand when he relaxed his strength.The perfect white jade hands are laid out under the moonlight.

"The hands, which looked clean, were actually stained with blood. The first drop of blood on it was the blood of his biological father, and the second life it killed was the master who taught him to raise him. Wushuang, Wushuang, truly unparalleled in the world."

"Why?" Liao Wuchen didn't expect Yang Baoqiu to say these words to him. Does it mean that this young man known as a miracle doctor opened his heart to him?

The next moment, he met the young man's cold eyes.

"You take care too much."

At this time, he lost the self-mockery and fragility just now, and put on a strong mask.

"It's late, please come back, Your Highness."

The boy passed him by, the wooden door was closed, and the shirt was left on the stone table.

Liao Wuchen walked to the table in a few steps, picked up the clothes, brought them to his nose and sniffed them.

The faint scent of herbs permeated around him.

Mo Wushuang, what is the meaning of your name?One day, he will know.

I don't know why, but he just has this kind of confidence.

Yang Baoqiu lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

He can feel the change in himself.From the beginning full of loopholes, to the present calm.He has indeed grown up, but he has gradually become no longer like Shen Yexi.

The people he made up, the stories, backgrounds, and experiences he made up.It was as if he had really experienced it himself.

Mo Wushuang, there is no doubt that it is fake.

But at this time, he has become Mo Wushuang, but he wants to play this role well.It was as if at this very moment, he was Mo Wushuang.

Suddenly a trance.His whole body curled up.

This body is really too weak.

Even after practicing martial arts, he still has that little body.Can't help the wind and rain, not to mention those pills he made exclusively.

Poison, antidote, suppression of skill, lowering body temperature...

It's not that he doesn't understand the principle of three-point poison, but he needs the assistance of these pills.

He had discovered long ago that this body was unbearable.But I never thought that after taking the pain-enhancing pills, I would feel so much pain.

He clenched his teeth on his lower lip without making a sound, his whole body was trembling, the clarity in his eyes was dispelled by the pain, leaving only a trace of instinct, which made him grit his teeth and endure.

Shen Yexi, afraid of pain.And it's not just the usual fear of pain.It's just that at this moment, he really seems to be the peerless person who gets sick every night, Mo Wushuang!

Mo Wushuang can't be in pain, can't cry!He can only be strong, only smile.Even if it is dripping with blood, it must maintain that layer of skin!

This is Mo Wushuang, a stunning genius Mo Wushuang who makes people admire, fascinate and cherish!

A frightening night passed like this.Even Liao Wuchen who came to look for Yang Baoqiu the next day didn't find anything wrong with him.

Even if the front of the city is the battlefield, some customs will not be changed.

Today is the annual god worship day in this city.It is said that on this day many years ago, a god ushered in this barren land with constant drought and no crops.

He came treading water, gave them abundant rain, fertile land, and good health, and then treaded water away.Since that day, the city has become rich and has never suffered from drought.Therefore, people choose to worship the god on this day and thank him for his reward.At night, you can even write your wishes on the lights and drift along the water.If you are lucky, the boat floats into the hands of the gods, and that is the moment when that person's wish comes true.

In fact, the activity of setting off water lanterns at night is similar in nature to setting off lanterns during the Lantern Festival.

On this day, Liao Wuchen took Yang Baoqiu to many places, seemingly not worried about the battle ahead.

"Your Highness came here this time to worship the gods?"

"Of course not." Liao Wuchen shook his head, "I came here to meet Mr. Ruyu, to see if the rumored miraculous person is really as rumored. I heard that Mr. Ruyu has She has an astonishing appearance, but after seeing Wushuang, I am afraid that there will be no beauty in this world that will catch my eyes."

"Come here for Mr. Ruyu, why don't you go to the front line?" Ignoring the second half of Liao Wuchen's sentence, Yang Baoqiu asked again.

"In a few days, our country will launch a general offensive, and it will not be too late for me to start again."

Indeed, Liao Wuchen, but a person with a tenth-level space ability, can reach the front line in just one thought!

It seems that he doesn't want to talk about this topic anymore.Liao Wuchen took Yang Baoqiu's finger towards the popular bridge ahead.

"There is 'never leave, never give up'! Let's go and see!"

Being pulled to the front of the bridge, Yang Baoqiu observed the bridge carefully.It's not long, and it takes only a dozen steps to reach the other side.

"Crossing the bridge hand in hand, we can never leave this life. The two of them walked from the opposite side with their eyes closed. They happened to meet in the middle of the bridge. They will never give up in the next life! One will never leave, is Wushuang interested in trying?"

Yang Baoqiu looked at the sweet couples around him, and really wanted to refuse.This is a place for lovers, what are the two men doing here?

However, before he could open his mouth, Liao Wuchen took his hand and quickly passed the word 'never leave, never give up'.

"Can we be inseparable in this life?" Liao Wuchen muttered softly, and then asked Yang Bao eagerly, "I will go to the opposite side later, Wushuang, you count five silently, then close your eyes and walk in the middle, look at our fate!"

After speaking, he disappeared in front of Yang Baoqiu and reached the other side.

He sighed helplessly, but closed his eyes and counted silently as if resigned to his fate.

When he counted five, he walked to the bridge.

With his eyes closed, his world was dark.Surrounded by men and women talking and laughing.

Actually played with him!What absurdity!

There was some faint uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands grabbed his hands.Everything around him left him at this moment, only these hands remained in his heart.When he is helpless, hold his hands.

The next moment, he opened his eyes and met the same purple eyes that had just opened.

"We are really destined. In the next life, we will definitely not be able to abandon each other." Liao Wuchen smiled triumphantly, like a child who got his favorite toy.

On this day, on this bridge, they also had a person who they would never leave.

At night, water lamps are blooming on the water.

Liao Wuchen also bought two, handed one of them to Yang Baoqiu with a pen and paper, and then wrote on the paper.

"I didn't expect His Highness to believe such absurd things." His voice was a little ethereal.

Liao Wuchen stopped writing and raised his head: "Don't you believe Wushuang?"

"Heh, this is just a passive way of ordinary people pinning their hopes on the gods. It's just an unrealistic wish. Besides, even if there really are gods, those who defy the sky will not be able to get help from the gods." Yang Baoqiu said somewhat He stared at the lamp in his hand.

People with supernatural powers are already against the sky.

"It's just a kind of sustenance." Liao Wuchen was rarely serious in front of Yang Baoqiu. "It's a kind of spiritual sustenance. People want the gods to witness their wishes."

He put the written note inside.Then he looked at Yang Baoqiu who thought for a moment and wrote four words with a pen.

—— Guotai Minan.

Liao Wuchen frowned.

What kind of person is Mo Wushuang?I thought he was someone who didn't put the world in his eyes, but if that was the case, why would he write these four words at this time?

The two krathongs entered the water and never separated as if they were attracted to each other.Slowly drifting away together...

"Wushuang want to know what I wrote?"

"Ok?"

"I hope to come here with Wushuang every year." His voice was extremely firm.

"Every year... It's a pity that with my body, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to survive this year..." The boy's voice gradually weakened, until finally there was only a sigh.

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