"Xi, Xi and Jun, are you...?"
Mo Xi's gnashing of teeth was clearly displayed on his fair face. He was handsome, but he was panic-stricken. He was tall and swept over the crowd condescendingly. His bayonet-like gaze was about to fall on Gu Mang, but for some reason, he quickly moved away.
"Xi He-jun...?"
Murong Lian also squinted her eyes and said, "Yo, Xihe-Jun, you are so good-natured, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"
Mo Xi's face was sullen. He hated Gu Mang being surrounded and bullied, but this kind of hatred was really inexplicable. If he couldn't help shouting "stop" just now, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to explain it now. , Fortunately, he suppressed himself, and did not say a word at the time. Only at this time can I hold back for a moment, gritted my teeth and said slowly:
"... Above the hall, drinking and having fun, drunk and dreaming of death."
"… "
"Everyone is an important member of the Military and Political Administration. But they only use this kind of rude tricks."
"Xihe-Jun, what are you talking about?" Murong Lian spoke while everyone was silent.
He was originally lying on his side, but at this time he sat up and said, "Gu Mang is a traitor, and there are powerful people here. The powerful people are just playing traitors.
He took another sip and said, "Xi He-jun has a habit of cleanliness himself, do you still need to care about your subordinates to make them happy? What's more, this is Wangshu Mansion, Gu Mang is my person, and it's all me who come here today. The guest. Even if you have made a great contribution, you should know what it means to beat a dog and it depends on the owner, right?"
These words are good, not counting the damage to Gu Mang, even the others have been demoted to his Murong Lian's dog.
However, this group of people were quite drunk. Even if they were sober, Murong Lian was the cousin of the current emperor. With their ten courage, they would not dare to say nothing to the forces of the Murong family.
But Mo Xi didn't eat his set. Mo Xi stood with his arms folded and said indifferently:
"Murong Lian, it's not you who are loyal to you in the Military and Political Department, but Lord Chonghua. I don't want to hear it a second time when you compare military and political leaders to your own dogs."
He looked directly into Murong Lian's eyes: "Respect yourself."
"you!"
Although Mo Xi's words were brief, there was a lot of pressure on them, like a pair of swords hitting Murong Lian's heart.
The first point is that the most popular person in Chonghua's army is Mo, and he Murong Lian is also an official in the army, and his rank is not as high as Mo Xi's. Chonghua's military law is like a mountain, even if it is a noble, if it really angers Mo Xi, it can be dealt with directly.
The second point is that Murong Lian's words and deeds are out of line.
This is even worse. I heard that Murong Lian's father was involved in the struggle for succession back then. It was because of the generosity of the late king that he didn't touch his brother's head, but this branch of the Murong family was still in danger because of this. , the word "royal power", they didn't even dare to touch it.
Murong Lian's expression changed, and it took a while for him to calm down.
"Okay. Okay." The corner of his mouth moved, and he squeezed a sneer, "Mo Xi, you have something."
He stared at Mo Xi's eyes, which had already merged in, and suddenly raised his palm, several streamers hissed out of his palm, and a blood-red whip was summoned, swiping away the air and rolling up misty dust.
"What I said earlier is my blunder." Murong Lian slowly walked around Mo Xi with a soft whip, her eyes flashing with jealousy, "Xi He-Jun is very strict, and the control is extremely harsh, I have learned it today. ."
"So… "
He paused, and there was a gleam of whip in his eyes.
"I'm here to learn to teach these stupid slaves!"
The voice fell, and the blood-red spirit whip snake suddenly swam out, and slammed down the servants who were standing in the corner with anxiety! !
"what!"
"Lord, Lord, calm down your anger - woo woo -"
Pain and begging came into his ears, the color in Mo Xi's eyes moved slightly, and then it became heavier and heavier.
Although his status was honorable, the Northern Territory Army under his command was a group of common people who had been brought out by Gu Mang with painstaking efforts. Those monks were poor and poor, and most of them were slaves.
Mo Xi was 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 why, as a dignitary, he never prostituted or kidnapped, and did not bully those with low status.
Back then, after he was stabbed by Gu Mang, your Majesty ordered the extermination of nearly 70,000 remnants of the Eighth Army of the King in order to prevent the birth of a traitor like Gu Mang, and from then on, the slaves of Zhonghua were strictly prohibited from practicing magic.
It was he who dragged the unhealed body and knelt down day and night in the heavy snow, in exchange for the army that Gu Mang left behind, not to exterminate Gu Mang's remnants, and not to deprive Chonghua slaves of their right to practice.
"The rest of the slaves in the army did not commit treason, why should your lord let 70,000 heads fall?"
Jun Shang angrily said: "They haven't betrayed now, don't they think they won't betray in the future?! They were all brought out by Gu Mang! A group of anti-thief embryos! Xihe-Jun, did you forget the pain when you healed your scar?! "
The scar was not yet healed, and blood was seeping under the gauze wrapped around his chest.
But he still remembered that when Gu Mang was young, he once sat on the wheat stack, crunched the apple, and smiled at him.
"In the twenty-eight countries of Kyushu, only five countries led by Chonghua are willing to let us slaves cultivate. It would be better if there were more in the future."
"Although there is no slave who 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 get ahead, we all want to get ahead."
"Just ask the people on the throne to be willing to take a look at us..."
Mo Xi closed his eyes and said, "Please allow me to take over the remnants of the 70,000 slaves."
Jun Shang sneered: "Let you, a pure-blood nobleman, go to pick up Gu Mang's group of soldiers? How do you bring them? Can they obey you? Besides, how do you promise Gu that this tiger wolf will not be with them in the future? Like the old master, point the finger at the Chonghua Hall!"
Mo Xi looked straight into Jun Shang's eyes and said, "I would like to make an oath of calamity."
Jun Shang was startled: "...What did you say?!"
"I would like to make an oath of calamity."
"… "
The oath of catastrophe is indelible, a solemn oath that can only be made once in a lifetime, and it takes ten years of the oath's life as a contract. If you break your promise, there will be a catastrophe, and the oath will be wiped out. And even if you keep your promise all your life, your ten-year lifespan will never come back.
Because of such harsh conditions, there are very few people in the world who will swear and make 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 this group of slaves rebel, swearing that he would be loyal to His Majesty and Chonghua as long as he could.
Just to prevent Gu Mang's rebellion from causing more innocent bloodshed.
Only for Chonghua can leave the right of slaves to practice.
Few people knew about his sacrifice. People just said that it was the emperor's whim, and he handed over the Eighth Army that Gu Mang left behind to a pure-blooded noble to lead. When he first took over, Wang Bajun's people secretly called him "stepfather" behind him, scolding him for being harsh, calling him indifferent, and scolding him for being from a high-ranking position, and he didn't understand the sufferings of a poor family at all.
But none of them knew that, in order to keep them alive, and to prevent people from the same background as Gu Mang from being branded as never-before-seen at birth, this noble son who "doesn't understand the misery of the poor" is really there. What is behind it.
Ten years of life, a lifetime commitment.
——This "stepfather" whose heart was stabbed lives in the cracks, and the two ends are not human.
In fact, he has done everything he can do.
It's just that no one knows.
However, Murong Lian was very clear about this matter. Because he was by your side at the time.
He saw with his own eyes how Mo Xi pleaded for those slaves, and he heard with his own ears that Mo Xi made a solemn oath and fell down in the snow.
He knew that Mo Xi sympathized with these slaves.
Therefore, Mo Xi made him unhappy. He couldn't take vent on the commander of the empire, so he was extremely shameless, and slapped the slaves who were helpless, until they splattered blood and moaned.
Murong Lian laughed loudly, her pale and beautiful face distorted from disgust and drug addiction. While laughing and twitching, he pointed at Mo Xiyi, "A lowly slave is always a lowly slave. You are destined to be full of dirty blood from birth, so what's the future?"
"… "
Yue Chenqing whispered from the side: "It's scary to live like a dream. I'll go back and tell my buddies that they must not smoke. This is just a sentence that doesn't match. How could Jun Wang Shu be so crazy?"
Murong Lian slapped the servants and was still not relieved. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gu Mang standing beside him.
As his old master, Murong Lian saw all the exchanges between him and Mo Xi over the 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 suddenly a vicious thought came up. He immediately turned his spirit whip and rolled it straight towards the dazed Gu Mang!
Poor Gu Mang didn't react, he was wrapped around his waist by Murong Lian's whip, and he was caught off guard and brought to him with ease.
Murong Lian pinched his chin and forced him to turn around and face 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, mixed with a bit of animal vigilance.
"It's okay to forget, I'll tell you, in fact, even though you didn't say it back then, I could see it—although you call me master, but in your heart you really want to turn your back on the Murong family, and turn to this Young Master Mo to lie down. be a dog."
Mo Xi's face sank: "Murong Lian, why are you crazy!"
"Where am I crazy? Today, I reunited with Xi and Jun after a long absence, and I didn't prepare any gifts. Why don't I try to test his mind again. If he still wants to follow you, then I will consider doing what he likes. , cut your love to others, okay?" Murong Lian hooked Gu Mang's shoulders and leaned against Gu Mang's side.
"I've even thought of a way to try it out. Let's talk to you—"
"Murong Lian!"
Murong Lian was already fascinated by Fu Sheng Ruo Meng, he put his finger up, put it on his lips, and then shook it: "Shh, don't be angry, just listen to me. It's actually very interesting."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and asked Gu Mang sweetly: "Gu Shuai, I'll give you two choices below. Listen carefully."
"To be honest, I've always been disgusted by your face, and I really want to slash it. But if you can help me with this person." He pointed to Mo Xi, drunkenly, "If you can help me cut this A man's arm is taken off."
He leaned close to Gu Mang's ear and smiled in a low voice that everyone could hear, "I'll spare you."
As soon as these words came out, the drunk people next to them were 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 her forehead, muttered, "Why don't you come?", and then shouted: "Wang Shujun, Murong brother!! , I'll go 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, are you coming?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit whip in his palm turned into a dagger with a cold light shining brightly.
It hung on Gu Mang's cheek.
"Or take off his arm, or let me slash your face - aren't you out of your mind? I'd like to see, what choice will you make?"
Mo Xi's heart froze.
Murong Lian wasn't drunk at all!
Obviously, with Gu Mang's current ability, even if he took the dagger, he wouldn't be able to hurt himself in the slightest, and there was no threat at all. Murong Lian just wanted to test whether Gu Mang really had amnesia, 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 it only took an inch to see blood.
Gu Mang didn't say a word, and looked sideways at Murong Lian's dagger almost indifferently.
"one."
Mo Xi's blood flow was turbulent involuntarily.
He really wanted to stop Murong Lian's actions immediately. But on the other hand, he couldn't help but wonder, what exactly would Gu Mang do
In fact, Mo Xi also had some doubts. He also thought that Gu Mang's brain damage might just be an illusion.
If Gu Mang's brain is really damaged, because of the nature of beasts, he can't have any hesitation. If he really, like Li Wei said, subconsciously feels that he is a wolf, then between self-defense and hurting others, the wolf will undoubtedly choose the latter.
Then, why hasn't Gu Mang made any offensive moves yet
The atmosphere was getting tense.
Murong Lian was laughing, Yue Chenqing was shouting, and everyone was persuading each other. What Mo Xi quickly passed was Gu Mang's former face, calm, smiling, concerned, and cold.
Lu Li swam over strangely, like the scales on a big fish shining, and Gu Mang's figure in every ray of light.
Floating like a clear dream:
"Long time no see, Junior Brother Mo. Can I sit next to you?"
"Would you like to rot with me?"
"I'm really going to kill you..."
These memories rushed through the eyes one by one like a turbulent waterfall, and were finally pierced by Murong Lian's voice, dragging them back to reality.
At this moment, Gu Mang's still calm face, with a slight frown.
"two-"
Gu Mang still didn't move.
Why didn't he choose to save himself? ! Isn't he full of wolf-like qualities and can't remember anything? What's more, he was so vicious to himself in the past, and he had also stabbed with a bayonet. He should have, should have...
"three!"
"stop!"
Mo Xi reacted abruptly, a flash of light ignited in his hand, and a curse seal burst out of his palm, swiping towards the dagger raised by Murong Lian!
Too late…
The dagger stabbed down Gu Mang's cheek, and blood splattered!
Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes.