258 Tonight the westerly wind withers the green trees
Wherever her eyes went, there was his bright red blood.
Even though she had accumulated hatred before, her worries were so real at this moment.
She could leave and not see him, but the premise was that he wanted to live well in this world, and she would gradually grow old in a quiet corner with her resentment full of her towards him.
But now seeing him being hurt and loving for so many years, how can those feelings be given up?
So, without any thought, she quickly spread the hand Leng Mo held on her waist, but forgot that she had no martial arts at this time...
Leng Mo really didn't expect that she would open her hands at this time, and she didn't have time to react. She just felt that her arms were empty and the woman fell from his arms.
He was shocked in his heart, and he turned around and wanted to go over and pull her away.
But the falling speed was so fast, not to mention that they did not fly high, so in less than a moment, they heard the sound of Mo Youran falling to the ground.
At this moment, her mind was completely on Yin Wuchuang's body. The palm hit his chest, and then the bright red blood blew out of his mouth. At that moment, she broke free from Leng Mo's arms.
The interval is not long, it can be said to be very fast.
She got up and was about to go to Yin Wuchou's side. Leng Mo shouted: "Miss Mo?"
After shouting, Mo Yiran didn't know that Mo Youran turned around and came back. Yin Wuchuang was indeed important to her, but who said that Yin Wuchuang's palm was not a bitter plan?
Yin Wuchuang covered his chest, but saw Mo Youran running towards him. He pulled a wicked smile and turned around and pinched Mo Youran's throat. But just as he wanted to speak,
Seeing that the light in front of me was blocked.
"Uh..." I don't know who exhaled in pain.
The long sword penetrated straight into the man's chest, and instantly, the bright red blood stained his front red.
"You...you..." Mo Youran murmured in disbelief, and did not say anything after all.
"Leng Mo?" Mo Yiran shouted tentatively, his voice very light, as if he was afraid that the sound would be too loud and he would break something. At this moment, she could see nothing, but she could listen with her ears.
She can feel it at the same time.
It is night now, and the candles on the roadside shine on people and flicker.
Leng Mo raised his eyes slightly, looked at Mo Yiran's pale face, and smiled softly and said, "I... is fine!" After that, he reached out and pulled out the long sword that was sank into his chest.
The woman holding the sword looked at this scene in surprise...
Leng Mo waved his hand, holding the sword that had just fallen into his heart, and attacked the woman!
The woman was not careful and was knocked to the ground by him, with red blood spilling out of her mouth. She blinked her eyes, as if at this moment, she still didn't understand why she wanted to kill Mo Youran with a sword.
There is no deep hatred between her and her, and it can even be said that there is no intersection.
But maybe it's because she has a beautiful face, or maybe it's because she is Yin Wuchou's woman...
If that's the case, she likes Yin Wuchou...
How is this possible? Yin Wuchou once treated her like this and gave her to several guards. She hated him. It is precisely because of this that she doesn't want anyone to love him. She wants everyone in the world to accompany her.
She hated him together...
Yes, it must be so!
"Empress, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the woman in purple falling to the ground, the maid who followed her anxiously went over and wanted to help her up.
No matter what, Zixu actually pushed the girl who came to help her up, then stood up and said to Yin Wuchou: "How is it, I destroyed the people from Yiguo for you, shouldn't it be
Is it my deed that I have made a contribution?" After that, she smiled.
She has been born without knowing who she is and what her surname is.
Zixu is just a title. She doesn't know what she lives for in this life, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that she has lived for such a lifetime, even if it's a little short and a little unbearable, and it's not worthy of being told by outsiders.
But she really exists.
Yin Wuchou pursed his lips and said nothing, but letting Mo Youran go. After that, his eyes locked Mo Yiran's face tightly and stared at her every move.
He had no intention of hurting her, just wanted to keep her by his side.
If you want to keep her by your side, then Mo Youran can't leave...
He just wanted to keep Mo Youran and threaten her to stay. He really didn't think about who he really wanted to kill, even Leng Mo had never thought about it.
Zi Xu's sword stabbed very deeply, just in his heart, and he lost too much blood... Thinking of this, Yin Wuchuang's heart twitched a lot.
"Ahem..." Leng Mo had already fallen to the ground and could not get up. He quietly opened his eyes and looked at the sky with a slight smile on the corner of his lips.
Mo Yiran groped and walked to his side, then squatted down, searched for his hand, and held his hand in the palm of his hand.
"You are trying to save You'er, aren't you?" Her words were still soft. She knew Leng Mo at the age of fifteen. Now ten years have passed. She never thought that this would happen now.
The situation.
Her life can be very difficult, but if someone important in her life leaves, the blow can be fatal to her, she cannot accept it, really cannot accept it.
So now even though she knew that he was seriously injured, she still spoke softly, as if she was usual.
Hearing this, Leng Mo smiled, "She is your sister. You said...her life is as important as yours, and I...was sent by the emperor to protect you...if that's the case,
Then... I should also be responsible for your...sadness and joy." Because he knew that Mo Youran was so important to her, he would sacrifice himself to save her. He did not feel regretful about this.
"But you are also my sorrow and joy." Mo Yiran grabbed his hand tighter, "We have known each other for ten years, and you are also my sorrow and joy. To me, our lives are as important as we do." After saying that,
She let go of his hand, leaned over, and hugged his head into her arms. "You want to hold on, okay?"
Leng Mo grabbed her wrist with his bloody hands and smiled gently. He agreed gently: "Okay. Then the emperor unified the world and I will leave again."
"No, you are an indispensable person in our lives." The evening breeze was very cold, like her broken words, and her heart was as if it was pricked by a needle, but she could not shed tears.
Leng Mo was still in her arms, how could she shed tears? Yes, she didn't need to shed tears, and he had promised her that she would hold on.
"Haha... since this is the case, I am satisfied." Mo Youran, who is as important as her life, can also exchange his own life. He is satisfied with his ending in this way.
However, I have known each other for ten years, but I have loved each other for ten years...
Now I have to leave her, saying I am reluctant to leave, that's fake.
However, since I was about to leave, there was no need to say it, because saying it would only increase her worries. In this way, just keep yourself in her heart where only belongs to a friend.
In fact, from the beginning, he was just a servant, and it would be worthwhile to have her make friends with her.
As he thought about it, he closed his eyes gently.
The evening breeze hits, and the coolness becomes stronger.
Mo Yiran just hugged him quietly, reaching out to touch the stickiness on his body. She knew it was blood.
When Mo Youran saw this scene, he felt deeply moved.
She had no friendship with Leng Mo, but Leng Mo sacrificed herself to save her...
All of this comes down to Mo Yiran.
She slowly walked to Mo Yiran, stood like this, leaning over to look at Mo Yiran who was slumped on the ground and hugging Leng Mo tightly. Her expression was so calm that she could not cry or make a fuss. No one could do anything.
Feel the sadness in her heart, but this sadness is so infectious.
She said softly: "He is dead." She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart now. It was so sour and uncomfortable, but this did not mean that the knot in her heart was opened like this.
The summer wind is cool and even a bit bit biting.
After being silent for a long time, Mo Yiran did not get up. She still slumped on the ground, hugging Leng Mo tightly, and she seemed to whisper: "Do you know there is a kind of businessman in this world that we call real estate developers? He doesn't
He died, he just went to do business, and the business he did was to sell houses. I would resettle him. In my heart, he would always live, just go to sell houses. Do you understand?"
Although the sound is light, it is extremely broken.
There are no tears, no heartbreak, there is only coldness, endless coldness.
Darkness, the long-lasting darkness was like a big net that firmly trapped her. She felt something in her heart was broken, but just before the next cool breeze came, she finally lost consciousness.
Days are dark, and space is dark.
After a day and night of sleep, she finally woke up.
Looking at the dark world, her heart was suddenly hollowed out.
After waking up, she did not sit up, but was still lying on the bed, quietly without making any noise.
It seemed that someone was sitting next to her, but the other party chose to remain silent, so Mo Yiran also chose to close his eyes again.
I don't know how long it took, the man's dull and depressed voice rang out, "I know you're awake, I know your sadness, it's my fault for cheating on you, but I really didn't think about killing him
, Whether you believe it or not, it is your business, and whether I say it or not is mine."
Mo Yiran did not answer when she heard this, but turned over and lay down with her back to him.
What is sadness? It’s just a kind of mood. But what about Leng Mo? What does he need her to do with this kind of mood?