Seeing this, Murong Lian, for fear of losing the battle, clenched the bag in his palm tightly, and said to Mo Xi: "Fireball, don't be rude. He was seriously injured to bring this bag of heaven and earth back, if you take it Hand it over, he can hate you when he wakes up."
Mo Xi was silent for a moment, but said, "If I don't hand it over, I can hate myself to death."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, and a blazing flame spewed out from the wall of fire, slamming Murong Lian on fire. Murong Lian let go of the pain in pain, and the Qiankun bag containing the remnants of the blood beast was wrapped in spiritual fire and flew into Mo Xi's hands quickly.
"Mo Xi, you—!"
Murong Lian was both angry and startled. He was angry at his attitude and startled at the fact that he was willing to choose the latter between the important responsibility of the state and the life of his brother.
For any general, this is a big taboo and a big mistake. Once a general puts his personal emotions above everything else, it will inevitably bring irreversible consequences to the army and even the country. , he will not fail to understand this truth. But how did he—
Before he could think about it, the mighty wall of fire was extinguished, Mo Xi fell from the top of the fire wave, and the army boots embedded in iron stepped on the burning and scorching ground.
Under the stunned or dazed eyes of everyone, he held the kit in his hand and walked step by step towards the national teacher.
The national teacher took back the dagger, grabbed Gu Mang and grabbed his neck with one hand, and spread out to Mo Xi with the other: "Give it to me."
"You hand him over to me first."
The national teacher seemed to be amused by his words, lowered his head, licked his teeth, and grinned with a stern smile: "Xi Hejun... You are really too young, and you have never experienced any irreversible wrong choice. ." He smiled, drooping his black eyelashes, "You're pretty well-behaved, let me give you some tips?"
"… "
"When someone who is extremely important to you is in someone else's hands." The National Teacher's fingers crossed Gu Mang's neck, and he whispered, "You'd better accept all the conditions that others give you. , unless you don't really have the so-called life and death of him."
After a short pause, the national teacher held Gu Mang closer, his eyes flashing with infinite malice.
"Come."
He lifted his chin.
"Give you one last chance. Dedicate the Qiankun Sac to me."
This time, even the uninitiated soldiers understood a little. Their Xi and Jun seemed to want to exchange something extremely important for Chonghua for the life of the man in the hands of the national master. But when you see it clearly, you can see it clearly, many people are completely unable to slow down. They fought such a brutal battle with lightning strikes, and how many robes have become the bones of the river, but Xi and Jun actually want to do it all for one person... Does sacrifice obliterate sacrifice? !
The national teacher's fingertips eased: "Quick."
Mo Xi walked in front of the national teacher under the watchful eyes of the public, was silent for a while, and handed the Qiankun bag forward—
But at the moment when the national teacher was about to touch the kit, Mo Xi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shouted sharply: "The formation is open!!!"
The reason why the national teacher dared to let him get close was because he had been staring at Mo Xi's every move. He knew that if he wanted to attack, no matter how subtle he was, there would definitely be an omen. Therefore, this shout was completely in his expectation, and the national teacher immediately raised his palms and opened the formation, blocking a radiant defensive barrier between himself and Mo Xi.
He smiled sweetly: "Count me? You're still so bad..."
Before I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a chill on my side! Before he could react, dozens of blue lightsabers suddenly burst out from around Gu Mang, who was tightly restrained—
Lotus Sword Formation!
The guardian sword formation that Gu Mang and Mo Xi had left on each other when they were young, obeyed Mo Xi's order and exploded in an instant! !
At such a close distance, and so caught off guard, Rao Shi's national teacher, no matter how good his movement skills are, can't dodge. In an instant, the blood is soaring, and the blood splashes on the battlefield...
The crowd exclaimed!
Mo Xi took this opportunity to break the barrier of the national teacher with one blow, and took Gu Mang back into his arms. The sword array knows the master, and the sharp-blade lightsabers with blowing hair and broken hair turned into countless crystal feathers at the moment when they touched Mo Xi, floating and scattered.
In the midst of the flying feathers, Mo Xi took the Qiankun Sac in one hand and Gu Mang in the other, and flew back to the front of the Chonghua army.
"Senior brother." Mo Xi tapped Gu Mang's face lightly, and murmured in a barely audible voice, "It's alright..."
The national teacher is really amazing. After playing the piano and summoning the soul without sleep, fighting against Gu Mang's ultimate move, and exhausting so much energy, he still prevented the sword array from harming him in time.
He was just pierced in the shoulder, dripping blood dripping down, but he didn't take it seriously, his falcon-like eyes flashed crazy and sharp.
"Okay...Okay! Hahahaha-" He laughed longly, his lips and teeth were sharp, "I never imagined that Xi Hejun, such a bright and upright person, would use such a sinister deceit! He really cannot be seen!"
But how could he say that? Not only did Mo Xi not intend to donate the Qiankun Sac, but he also successfully rescued the valet who had been held hostage. The Chonghua cultivators in front of the formation all breathed a sigh of relief, and many felt ashamed because of Mo Xi's speculation just now. The little monk who couldn't hold his breath scolded the national teacher:
"Shut your dog mouth! Your skills are not as good as others, and you say that our handsome Mo is vicious and vicious, you are shameless!"
"You're coercing and coercing, so you won't be ruthless?"
"that is!"
As a medicine cultivator, Mengze immediately ordered her men to send Murong Lian and Murong Lian's guards over for treatment, while she herself walked over to Mo Xi and said in a low voice:
"I'll take care of his injury."
Mo Xi was worried about Gu Mang's injury, and it would be better if she handled it, so he nodded and said, "It's hard for you."
Mengze ordered Gu Mang to stand on the left and right to the front of the Chiling Array, and the pharmacists started to stop the bleeding and heal him. Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang several more times, then turned his head and was about to instruct the messenger when he heard the national teacher suddenly sneer.
"Hahaha, yes, what you said is right, Xi and Jun are pure and pure, fair and aboveboard..."
He used the technique of amplifying, and the faint reverberation could not stop circling the battlefield.
"But do you all know that you, the well-known Xi Hejun, actually let the filthy traitor wear a mask as his valet?"
There was silence in the camp, followed by a commotion that rippled like ripples.
The national teacher smiled sweetly, and he said to the people on the battlefield:
"Are you surprised? Surprised? The pillar of your country, the sage gentleman, he coaxed you to live and die for him, but at the same time he was entangled with traitors and thieves. He even left an intimate relationship with each other. Blood Contract Curse Seal."
A little cultivator couldn't hold back and shouted angrily, "You are talking nonsense!"
The national teacher chuckled and said: "Oh, I am the most honest person, and I never talk nonsense."
"If you don't believe me, why don't you let him take the mask of this valet and show it to you—look at this guy with the imprint of your commander Mo... Is it the former commander-in-chief that you hate so much—Gu Mang?"
An uproar!
The national teacher is a person who knows the priorities. He has lost too much spiritual power. At this time, the battle situation is not conducive to Liao, and he will not love to fight. After leaving these words, he waved his plain clothes, and his elite servants flew into the sky, flying into the night, only the wanton and hideous laughter resounded through the clouds, and the thunderous voice he said. The truth is general, and it reverberates before the battle for a long time.
There was a dead silence in the Chonghua three armies. The battalion led by Murong Lian was a newly formed army and had no direct feelings for the "former commander-in-chief" Gu Mang, so most of them were just stunned. Many people in Mo Xi's Northern Frontier Army had changed their expressions, swaying and swaying in their place, and the one who reacted the most was Murong Mengze's Chiling Camp.
The monks in this battalion were all born from nobles, and many of their relatives had died at the hands of Gu Mang. Hearing that this veiled valet was actually an enemy, he lost control.
"Xi Hejun! Is what he said true?!"
"Who is this person!!"
One of the cultivators in charge of healing Gu Mang happened to have a deep hatred with Gu Mang, and he raised his hand to take off Gu Mang's mask - but at the moment when he was about to take off the mask, a faint blue-colored splendor appeared fiercely. hit his fingertips!
The cultivator raised his head abruptly, but saw that it was none other than Murong Mengze who was standing beside him.
"Princess… ?!"
Meng Ze said: "If the coach's valet is worthy of a face-to-face, the identity will be kept secret. Except for the coach himself and the emperor's orders, no one can take it out without authorization."
The other party said emotionally: "If he is really Gu Mang, what can't he do?!"
Meng Ze said solemnly, "But what if he wasn't Gu Mang."
Medicine repair: "… "
"Are you listening to that Liaoren's few words, and then you have to ignore the law and ram the coach?"
"But--"
Mengze said: "Take it!"
"Yes!"
Going forward from left to right, he took the arrogant Yao Xiu out of the army formation.
Although the princess was protecting him, Gu Mang's veil was not taken off under the eyes of the three army, but the meaning of taking off this layer of mask or not actually didn't matter much.
Mo Xi was a decisive person, and he didn't like to have misunderstandings with others, let alone a misunderstanding that shook people's hearts. If it wasn't Gu Mang's face that was covered by this veil, according to his temperament, he would definitely remove the guard's veil to calm the turmoil.
But Mo Xi did not.
So almost everyone understands that there's only one reason why he doesn't—
Because what the national teacher said was right, the person under the cover was Gu Mang.
A battle was won, but the military's morale was dissipated. Although Mo Xi's military exploits and majesty were in front, no one dared to make a fuss in the open, but there were endless rumors and rumors in the dark. Those who are suspicious of relationships, those who whisper and curse, those who speculate with their hearts... For a while, they are like a whirlpool of undercurrents, surging among the monks.
There has never been a victory that made Mo Xi so tired.
The Liao Kingdom withdrew its troops from Daze, and Chonghua cultivator re-entered the city. Instead of returning to the DPRK immediately, he led the army to help the people rebuild their houses and settle the refugees in Daze City. He was walking among the broken bricks and tiles after the war, but he was not as admired as before, and all the veiled glances were projected around him.
But Mo Xi didn't feel any discomfort about his situation.
He has experienced such a time long ago, and the warmth of human affection was something that he had already understood when his father passed away when he was seven years old, not to mention that the situation of stepping down and holding up high was far more serious than now.
He was just feeling extremely depressed and sad for Gu Mang in the mouths of others - he could know from people's eyes and whispers their hatred and disgust for Gu Mang. And he holds the truth, but he cannot testify.
"How is he today?"
Daze was broken, and the military camp was in chaos. Mo Xi had been out early and returned late these days, so he couldn't accompany Gu Mang. He did not dare to hand Gu Mang over to other people for treatment. The people who had been by Gu Mang's side these few days were all Murong Mengze.
Mo Xi told Mengze the secrets that others could not tell. Mengze was shocked when he found out that Gu Mang was undercover, and immediately felt much regret for his previous attitudes towards Gu Mang. It was also for this reason that Mo Xi was willing to let her stay in the treatment these days.
Seeing him coming back, Mengze raised his head haggardly: "There is no major event for the time being, but I can feel that his sanity has been eroded because he has released the black magic trick, and he has become a little out of control... I don't know how long it can be suppressed. ."
Mo Xi closed his eyes: "When Liaoguo sent him back, it was because he knew that his situation was getting more and more dangerous, and he didn't dare to stay or kill him. Only then did he hide the truth and throw him back to Chonghua as a hot potato."
Mengze: "…"
"Stop talking about this." Mo Xi sighed, "Has he woken up today?"
"I woke up, but my mind has never been clear. After drinking some medicine, I fell asleep again."
"… "
Mo Xi's throat was bitter, and he said in silence for a while, "His memory... is he running out of memory?"
"I can't tell." Mengze said softly, "But when he was awake, I talked to him for a while, and he still had a vague impression. Brother Mo, don't be too pessimistic."
Mo Xi saw that there was a hint of blue and gray under her eyelids, indicating that she hadn't slept well in the past few days, so he said in a low voice, "Mengze, thank you."
"I am a medicine cultivator, and it is my duty to practice medicine and cure, so what is there to thank?"
Mo Xi shook his head: "Thank you for not minding what I said to you in the military tent."
Meng Ze was silent for a moment, lowered her face as soft as pear blossoms in the moon, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Those words... I don't mind. After all these years, I have always understood that you don't like me, it's just... It's just true When I hear that you are interested in someone, it is somewhat difficult to get through."
"… Feel sorry."
Mengze was silent, still looking down at his toes, and said after a while: "You don't need to apologize to me. It's hard to force things like feelings. It's me who should say sorry. It was my disgrace that night. I was impulsive, said a lot of inappropriate things, and taught Big Brother Mo to read my jokes, which also made you embarrassed."
She paused, bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry for you."
There are only a handful of countries in the Kyushu mainland that can give female nuns status, and Chonghua is not one of them. But even so, Murong Mengze can still be honored as one of the "Three Gentlemen of Precepts, Dinghui" by exception, showing her unusualness. Although she will also have children's personal feelings and a weak attitude, but in the end she can always understand things.
Meng Ze raised his face, a little reluctantly, but tried his best to smile.
"Brother, if you are willing in the future, tell me about your sweetheart... even if it is... inappropriate, I think if you like it... it will not be wrong."
Mo Xi didn't speak, looking at her soft eyes.
There have been too many rumors in the army recently, and many people have already begun to spread it, saying that he and Gu Mang had an affair for a long time. The words had already reached his ears, and he didn't know how much Mengze had heard.
But he didn't know what to say to Mengze. She had done a lot for him over the years. He should thank him, what he should say, and what he should promise.
Only love cannot give.
The two of them have come to this point, and it is really a dead end. No matter how much apology and gratitude Mo Xi has in his heart, he has already said it all, and it is meaningless to mention it again and again.
So in the end, I just said seriously, "Okay."
After a pause, he said again: "It's getting late, you've been tired all day, go back and rest, I'm watching him here."
Mengze's eyes were wet, he looked at Mo Xi, and then glanced at Gu Mang behind Mo Xi. He seemed to be hesitant to say anything, but in the end he made a low "um" and turned to leave the military tent.