Yu Wu

"Xi, Xihe Jun, are you...?"

The movement of Mo Xi gnashing his teeth was vividly displayed on his fair face, handsome as handsome as he was, but panicked.He was tall and condescendingly swept over the crowd, his bayonet-like gaze was about to fall on Gu Mang, but for some reason, he quickly moved away.

"Mr. Xihe...?"

Murong Lian also squinted at him: "Hey, Mr. Xihe, you're such a good guy, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

Mo Xi's face was gloomy. Seeing Gu Mang being bullied, he hated him very much, but this kind of hatred is really inexplicable. If he couldn't help but shouted "Stop" just now, he probably doesn't know how to explain it now. Fortunately, he suppressed himself and didn't say a word at that time.At this time, I could bear it for a moment, gritted my teeth and said slowly:

"...In the hall, drinking and seeking pleasure, drunk and dreaming."

"..."

"Everyone is an important member of the Military and Political Administration. But they can only use this kind of dirty tricks." The words were crushed, "How decent!"

"Mr. Xihe, what are you talking about?" Murong Lian spoke in the silence of the crowd.

He was originally lying on his side, but now he sat up and said, "Gu Mang is a traitor, and you are the dignitaries here, and the dignitaries are just playing with traitors, why is it disrespectful, why is it so disrespectful?"

He took another sip of life like a dream, and then said: "Mr. Xihe has a cleanliness habit, so why do you still want to make fun of your subordinates? What's more, this is Wangshu Mansion, Gu Mang is mine, and I am the one who came here today." Even if you have made great contributions, you should know that beating a dog depends on the owner, right?"

These words are good, it doesn't matter if they hurt Gu Mang, even the others are reduced to his Murong Lian's dogs.

But this group of people are quite drunk, even if they are sober, Murong Lian is the cousin of the current king, with ten courage of them, they dare not say a word to the power of Murong family.

But Mo Xi didn't agree with him, he stood with his arms folded, and said coldly:

"Murong Lian, the people in the Military and Political Administration are not loyal to you, but to the Lord Chonghua. I don't want to hear such words as comparing military and political officials to my own dogs."

He looked directly into Murong Lian's eyes: "Respect yourself."

"you--!"

Although Mo Xi's words were brief, there was a tremendous pressure inside, like a pair of swords pointing at Murong Lian's heart.

The first point is that the most useful person in the Chonghua Army is surnamed Mo, so Murong Lian himself is also an officer in the army, and his rank is not as high as Mo Xi.Chonghua's military law is like a mountain, even nobles, if they really anger Mo Xi, they can be dealt with directly.

The second point is that Murong Lian's words and deeds are out of line.

This is even more fatal. I heard that Murong Lian's father participated in the battle for the heir apparent back then. Thanks to the generosity of the late king, he didn't touch his brother's head. However, this branch of the Murong family is still in danger because of this. Well, they dare not even touch the word "royalty".

As expected, Murong Lian's face changed, and it took a while before he managed to calm down.

"Okay. Okay." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he sneered, "Mo Xi, you have the guts."

He stared at Mo Xi's eyes, passed the entrance, and suddenly lifted his palm, several streams of light hissed out of his palm, and a blood-red whip came out in response, brushing away the air and rolling up misty dust.

"What I said just now is considered a slip of the tongue." Murong Lian walked slowly around Mo Xi with a soft whip in his hand, his eyes gleaming with hatred, "Jun Xihe's rule is very strict, and the discipline is extremely strict. I have learned something today." .”

"So……"

He paused, a glimmer of whip flickering in his eyes.

"I will also learn to teach these stupid slaves!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red spirit whip swam out like a snake, and whipped down on the servants standing anxiously in the corner! !

"what--!"

"My lord, my lord, please calm down—woo woo—"

Crying out pain and begging for mercy entered his ears, the color in Mo Xi's eyes moved slightly, and then became darker and darker.

Although he had a noble status, the northern border army under him was a group of ordinary people who had been brought out by Gu Mang's painstaking efforts. Those monks were poor and poor, and most of them were slaves.

Mo Xi had been friends with Gu Mang in the early years, and later lived and died with this group of people. He knew that it was not easy for them. This is also the reason why he, as a dignitary, never went whoring or kidnapping, and never bullied those with low status.

Back then, after he was stabbed by Gu Mang, in order to prevent the birth of rebels like Gu Mang, the emperor wanted to order the elimination of nearly [-] remnants of the Eighth Army of the King, and from then on strictly prohibited the slaves of Chonghua from practicing spells.

It was he who dragged his unhealed sick body and knelt day and night in the heavy snow, just in exchange for the king not to implicate the army that Gu Mang left behind, not to drive out Gu Mang's remnants, and not to deprive the Chonghua slaves of their right to practice.

"The rest of the slaves in the army did not commit treason, so why did your majesty let 7 heads fall to the ground?"

Your Majesty said angrily: "They haven't rebelled now, so they won't rebel in the future?! They were all brought out by Gu Mang! A bunch of rebels! Mr. Xihe, have you healed your scars and forgotten the pain?! "

The scar is still not healed, and blood is oozing under the gauze wrapped around his chest.

But he still remembered that when Gu Mang was young, he used to sit on the stack of wheat, crunching and biting an apple, and smiling at him.

"In the 28 countries of the Kyushu, only the five countries headed by Chonghua are willing to allow us slave-born people to practice. It would be great if there were more in the future."

"Although no slave can become an official in Chonghua, as long as the emperor is willing to let us practice, there will always be a chance."

"I want to stand out, we all want to stand out."

"I just hope that the people on the throne are willing to take a look at us..."

Mo Xi closed his eyes and said, "Please allow me to take over the [-] remnants of slaves, Your Majesty."

Your Majesty sneered and said, "Let you, a pure-blooded nobleman, pick up Gu Mang's group of soldiers? How do you take them? Can they obey you? Besides, how can you promise Gu that this tiger wolf will not fight with them in the future?" Just like the old master, point the finger at Chonghua Hall!"

Mo Xi looked straight into Junshang's eyes and said, "I am willing to swear an oath of catastrophe."

Your Majesty was surprised: "...What did you say?!"

"I am willing to make an oath of catastrophe."

"..."

The Oath of Heaven Tribulation is indelible, a heavy oath that can only be made once in a lifetime, and ten years of life of the oath taker will be used as a contract.If you break your promise, catastrophe will surely come, and the person who swore will be wiped out.And even if you keep your promise for the rest of your life, you will never get back the ten-year lifespan.

Because of such harsh conditions, there are very few people in the world who would swear the oath of catastrophe.

But Mo Xi stood up.

He made this oath, and with ten years of life, he swore that he would never let the remnants of the slaves rebel, and swore that he would be loyal to His Majesty and Chonghua for the rest of his life.

Just to prevent Gu Mang's rebellion from causing more innocent bloodshed.

Only for Chonghua to leave slaves with the right to practice.

Few people knew about his sacrifice, and people only thought that it was a whim on the part of the emperor, who handed over the Eighth Army left behind by Gu Mang to a pure-blooded nobleman to lead it.When he took over, Wang Bajun's people secretly called him "stepfather" behind him, called him harsh, indifferent, and came from a high position, and didn't understand the suffering of a poor family.

But none of them knew that in order to keep them alive, so that people of the same background as Gu Mang would not be branded as never having a bright future, this noble young man who "doesn't understand the suffering of a poor family" was there after all. What was paid behind.

Ten years of life, a lifetime commitment.

——This "stepfather" whose heart was stabbed, lives in the cracks, with no human beings at both ends.

In fact, what can be done, he has already done.

It's just that no one knows.

But this matter, Murong Lian is clear.Because he was by Junshang's side at that time.

He saw with his own eyes how Mo Xi interceded for those slaves, and he heard with his own ears how Mo Xi made a heavy oath and fell down in the snow.

He knew that Mo Xi sympathized with these slaves.

So Mo Xi made him unhappy, and he couldn't vent his anger on the commander of the empire, so he was extremely shameless, and slapped those slaves who had no strength to restrain them until they were bloody and wailed.

Murong Lian laughed out loud, her pale and beautiful face was distorted by disgust and drug addiction.While laughing and pumping, he pointed out to Mo Xiyi: "A lowly slave will always be a lowly slave. He is doomed to be covered in dirty blood from birth, so what is his future?"

"..."

Yue Chenqing whispered at the side: "Floating like a dream is terrible, I will tell my buddies later to tell them not to smoke, it's just a wrong sentence, Wang Shujun how can he be so crazy."

Murong Lian couldn't help but catch those servants, but he caught a glimpse of Gu Mang standing aside from the corner of his eye.

As his former master, Murong Lian has noticed all the dealings between him and Mo Xi these years.Although there was no evidence, he just felt that the relationship between Mo Xi and Gu Mang made him feel very wrong.

Thinking of this, Murong Lian's heart moved, and a vicious thought suddenly came to him. He immediately turned the spirit whip and rolled it straight towards the stunned Gu Mang!

Poor Gu Mang didn't react, he was wrapped around Murong Lian's waist by Murong Lian's whip, caught off guard with a hook, and easily brought him in front of him.

Murong Lian squeezed his chin, and forced him to turn around, facing Mo Xi.The long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of malice: "Come here, Gu Mang, look at this person in front of you, do you still recognize him?"

Gu Mang blinked his eyes, mixed with animal vigilance.

"It doesn't matter if you forget, let me tell you, even though you didn't say it back then, I could see it—although you called me master, in your heart you really wanted to abandon the Murong family and turn to Mr. Mo to lie to you." Come down and be a dog."

Mo Xi's face darkened: "Murong Lian, why are you crazy!"

"Where am I crazy? Today I reunited with Mr. Xihe after a long absence, and I didn't prepare any souvenirs. How about this, I will test his mind again, and if he still wants to follow you, then I will consider what he likes." , give up love, okay?" Murong Lian grabbed Gu Mang's shoulder and leaned against Gu Mang.

"I've even thought of a heuristic. Let me tell you—"

"Murong Lian!"

Murong Lian was already fascinated by the floating life like a dream. He put his finger up and pressed it to his lips, then shook it: "Shh, don't be angry, listen to me. It's actually very interesting."

As he said, he lowered his head and asked Gu Mang sweetly: "Gu Shuai, I'll give you two choices, listen carefully."

"To be honest, I have always been disgusted with your face, and I really want to scratch it. But if you can help me get this person." He pointed to Mo Xi, drunkenly, "If you can help me get this person A man's arm is taken off."

Leaning close to Gu Mang's ear, he laughed in a low voice that everyone could hear: "I'll spare you."

As soon as this remark came out, the drunken people next to them were startled half awake, opened their sleepy eyes in shock, and stared at the three of them.

"What did Wang Shujun just say..."

"He wants Mo Shuai's arm?"

Yue Chenqing patted his forehead straight, muttered "It's better not to come", and then shouted: "Wang Shu Jun, Brother Murong!! You have been smoking too much! Your brain is not clear! How can there be medicine that can wake you up? , I'll get it!"

Murong Lian ignored them at all, he hung on Gu Mang who didn't know why, and grinned, "How is it, Gu Mang, come or not."

With a bang, the spiritual whip in his palm has turned into a dagger shining with cold light.

Hanging on Gu Mang's cheek.

"Either take off his arm, or let me slash your face with a knife - aren't you out of your mind? I want to see, what choice will you make?"

Mo Xi's heart shuddered.

Murong Lian was not drunk at all!

Obviously, with Gu Mang's current abilities, even if he snatched the dagger, he wouldn't be able to hurt himself at all, and there was no threat at all.Murong Lian's move was just to test whether Gu Mang really lost his memory, and also wanted to see how much Gu Mang held in his heart.

"I count to three."

The dagger pressed against Gu Mang's face, and blood could be seen within an inch.

Gu Mang didn't say a word, and looked sideways at Murong Lian's dagger almost indifferently.

"one."

Mo Xi's blood flowed involuntarily.

He really wanted to stop Murong Lian's actions immediately.But on the other hand, he couldn't help but wonder, what would Gu Mang do?

In fact, Mo Xi had some doubts before, and he also thought that Gu Mang's brain damage might be just an illusion.

If Gu Mang's brain was really damaged, he would not have any hesitation due to his animal nature.If he really felt like a wolf subconsciously as Li Wei said, then between self-defense and hurting others, the wolf would undoubtedly choose the latter.

Then, why Gu Mang hasn't made any attack yet?

The atmosphere became more and more tense.

Murong Lian was laughing, Yue Chenqing was yelling, everyone was persuading, the room was filled with smoke, life was like a dream.What flashed before Mo Xi's eyes was Gu Mang's former face, calm, smiling, concerned, and cold.

Lu Li swam over strangely, like the scales on a big fish shining, every piece of light was Gu Mang's past figure.

Floating like a clear dream:

"Long time no see, Junior Brother Mo. Can I sit next to you?"

"Do you want to rot with me?"

"I'm really going to kill you..."

These memories rushed like a turbulent waterfall one by one before his eyes, and were finally pierced by Murong Lian's voice and pulled back to reality.

At this moment, only Gu Mang's still calm, slightly frowning face remained.

"two--"

Gu Mang still didn't move.

Why didn't he choose to save himself? !Isn't he full of wolfishness and doesn't remember anything?What's more, he was so vicious to him in the past, even stabbed with a bayonet, he should, should have...

"three!"

"stop!"

Mo Xi reacted abruptly, the light flashed in his hand, and a curse seal burst out of his palm, and flew towards Murong Lian's raised dagger!

Too late……

The dagger pierced Gu Mang's cheek, and blood spattered!

Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide.