On the city wall, the slender figure stood facing the wind.
Chu Qingge stood on the attic, looked up, and saw the figure that always looked so strong and cold.
"You are already so sick. If you go out, unless you have sharp eyesight, most people really can't see it."
Mu Yuan stood behind Chu Qingge and also looked at the man on the wall.
Charming and tough!
When one stands there, it is like a big tree supporting the sky, which can protect all the people under the tower from wind and rain.
He is the God in the hearts of the people and soldiers.
The God of War, the God of War who will never fall.
But how many people can know that their god of war has reached the end of his life?
Mu Yuan's heart suddenly felt sad.
This is a feeling that probably no one would want to believe.
Feng Liye can be regarded as his love rival, although he never thought that one day he would really have Qing'er.
As long as people are always by her side, Mu Yuan will be content in his life.
However, everyone knows that one day, Feng Liye will no longer be there.
At least he still has a chance to get Qing'er.
But he didn't want to at all.
If he could exchange his life for a glimmer of hope for Feng Liye, he would even be willing to pay everything for it!
As long as Qing'er doesn't cry and can live happily for the rest of his life, why not take his life?
It's a pity that even if he surrenders his life, there is nothing he can do to save him at this moment.
Even Qing'er was unable to do anything about Feng Liye's injury this time.
"Did you send the letter to Mu Bai?" Chu Qingge suddenly asked.
Mu Yuan nodded: "As I have told you, Feng Jing must deliver the letter to Mu Bai."
"Yeah." In fact, Qingge absolutely believed in Feng Jing's ability.
However, the matter was so important that she still had a lot of uneasiness.
Afraid that Mu Bai wouldn't be able to come back in time, afraid that she wouldn't be able to find all the medicinal materials she wanted, afraid...
What she fears most is still that she cannot draw the design of the extracorporeal circulation system.
Until now, although she was outside, she had just finished discussing certain tactics with the soldiers.
However, I am still thinking about the structure of the circulation machine.
She, a person who has only used a cycle machine but has never studied the internal structure of the cycle machine in depth, has to design the cycle machine without any outside help.
This is simply impossible.
She is not Long Qian.
She studies medicine.
She is not a designer.
Heart, heavy.
"Mu Yuan."
"Huh?" Mu Yuan took a step forward.
Her voice was too soft, and the wind in the attic was so strong, Mu Yuan was afraid that he might have missed some important information.
Even if it is just a casual sentence, as long as it is said by her, it is very important to him.
"If it is the future, I..."
"No matter what happens in the future, wherever you are, I will be there!"
"Mu Yuan!" Chu Qingge turned around and stared at him.
These words made her heart tighten and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Although he didn't say anything, she understood.
"Everyone should have their own destiny, and no one should influence anyone else. Mu Yuan, what I said, you..."
"Since no one should influence anyone, then you shouldn't influence my decision, right?"
Normally, Mu Yuan could listen to her on anything, but not this time.
He looked at her with soft eyes, but the light in his eyes was indescribably firm.
"If you live, I will also live. If you were not here, there would never be another Mu Yuan in this world."
