It was dark and late, and Gu Mang and Mo Xi walked side by side in the dilapidated Chonghua Palace.
The things that Murong Chen had done over the years were spit out among the crowd, like a Chinese robe being turned upside down, revealing the densely covered lice underneath, which was so ugly that it was hard to scrutinize. A capital city was also plunged into chaos and darkness because of his madness. Today's palace is full of bricks and stones, broken wood and rubble.
The two were walking on the main path, and Mo Xi asked, "After the soul box was broken, who fused your two souls back? Murong Lian?"
Gu Mang shook his head and said, "Su Yurou. Just Jiang Fuli's wife."
"It was her..."
"Yeah. But she's been very worried these days, probably because Pharmacist Jiang's whereabouts are still unknown."
"Accordingly, if such a big thing happened to Chonghua, he should come back no matter how much he wanders around."
"Yeah, but unfortunately not." Gu Mang sighed, "Otherwise, the demonic energy in the city could be controlled more thoroughly. Right now, Su Yurou can only support her alone, but her medical skills are not as good as Jiang Fuli's."
Mo Xi thought for a moment and said, "Mengze once said that there was a hermit medicine practitioner in Lin'an who even mastered the art of rebirth. I wonder if he could—"
Gu Mang interrupted him: "It's too late."
His words were indifferent, as if he had no passion for the hermit Yaoxiu that Murong Mengze said, and Mo Xi could see that his indifference was not only because the blood beasts were about to be born, but because he himself had no passion for dreams. The legends described by Ze are completely uninteresting. He didn't even doubt that even if there was enough time, Gu Mang wouldn't ask about Meng Ze's whereabouts.
"Do you think what Mengze said may not be reliable?"
Gu Mang paused for a moment, then smiled, "I didn't say that."
Seeing that Mo Xi wanted to ask more questions, he suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the ruins of the Golden Palace in front of him: "By the way, look at that." Then he pulled Mo Xi and ran over.
It turned out to be the golden beast incense burner in the main hall, the kind that Murong Lian used to hit him in order to flatter Murong Chen.
Xiao Jinlu was lying in the rubble, still sparing no effort in shouting: "Your Majesty is blessed with blessings in the sky."
Gu Mang let out a long sigh and felt a little sigh. Finally, he said, "Murong Chen's request is still too much."
Mo Xi said, "I don't know who Chonghua will be king after the Liao Kingdom is defeated."
"Brother Li is definitely not good. He just said it himself, saying that he is not in good health and has been completely ruined by Fu Sheng Ruo Meng. After everything is over, he wants to go to the Linyi fief to cultivate. ... But this kind of thing can't be rushed, people. Each has its own destiny, and each country has its own fortune, and the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, so there is no need to worry.”
Gu Mang said here, paused, and said with a smile, "But you just said that you would defeat the Liao Kingdom—you are so convinced that we can win?"
Mo Xi raised his eyes, his eyes were calm and gentle: "With you, anything can be won."
Gu Mang's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he raised his hand and tapped Mo Xi's chest: "Haha, thank you for believing in me. Yes, I also think that I will definitely win. As for your knowledge of blood beasts, who are you? It's not as good as me, so when we fight tomorrow, you must listen to me, this time I will be the coach."
Mo Xi looked at his smug look and couldn't help but raise his hand and poked his forehead lightly.
"...you will always be my coach."
Gu Mang smiled, a little flamboyant and a little shy.
"But speaking of it." After a while, Gu Mang said, "I always feel that Su Yurou... She seems a little weird."
"How to say?"
"In those days, the sword demon Li Qingqian was in trouble, saying that the national teacher of Liaoguo was crazy because of the marriage of the peerless beauty Su Yurou, and found more than 100 women who looked like Su Yurou and sacrificed all of them to the mountain. What did the national teacher of Liaoguo say at the time... Su Yurou What's so amazing, there are as many people with such looks as he wants."
Mo Xi nodded and said, "Indeed, Li Qingqian's best friend, Miss Hong Shao, was also killed because of this."
"Well." Gu Mang touched his chin, "But Mo Xi, have you ever thought about a question?"
"what?"
"You think, if an ordinary woman, her ex-photographer hits the door of her own country, what will her state of mind be?"
Mo Xi pondered: "Maybe try to send a letter to the other party to beg for mercy."
"anything else?"
"No matter how bad it is, I will be restless, and I don't know how to face that man."
"What you said is not bad at all." Gu Mang said, "But Mrs. Su is not like this at all. She doesn't seem to care what the National Master Liao is doing at the moment, not at all, but has been sending people to inquire. The whereabouts of Pharmacist Jiang."
"Perhaps it's because she and the national teacher of Liao Kingdom have long been in the past. She is now Jiang Fuli's wife, so she is naturally concerned about Jiang Fuli's safety."
Gu Mang stretched out a finger and shook it: "Incorrect."
He said, and squeezed Mo Xi's cheek with a smile: "As for you, your moral bottom line is too high, and you always measure people's hearts by human relations. Yes, it's not wrong that Su Yurou is Jiang Fuli's wife, and neither do I. It is human relations to think that she will betray Jiang Fuli. But if Su Yurou once had such a deep entanglement with another man, as Li Qingqian thought, then whether she is a wife or a mother, once again When she saw this man and wanted to fight against this man, she couldn't ignore him in her heart."
"… "
"But Su Yurou doesn't care." Gu Mang said, "From what I've seen these days, she only has two emotions towards the national teacher, one is fear, and the other is disgust."
Gu Mang shook his head: "This is not the mentality of facing an old friend."
Seeing his serious appearance, Mo Xi couldn't help but feel helpless: "How can you know the mood of other girls."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, it's just a matter of human nature." Gu Mang said here, and paused, "Oh, let me tell you this, you thought I was treasonous, before the Dongting Water War, Do you know how you feel when you are about to meet me after treason?"
Mo Xi: "..."
"It can't be fear or just disgust, can it?"
Naturally so.
Mo Xi's mood can still be recalled very clearly to this day. It is extremely painful and hopeful. When he wakes up and dreams, he is Gu Mang's figure.
Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes and sighed, "I understand what you mean."
"So Mrs. Su is wrong."
"Um."
Gu Mang said: "There are three possible reasons why she is not right. First, Mrs. Su has some secrets related to Liao Guoshi that others don't know about. Second, Mrs. Su has never given Liao Guoshi any response. It was all his own unprovoked conjecture that the teacher was so crazy in the first place."
"And the third?"
"Third." Gu Mang said, "Li Qingqian may have had some misunderstandings about the actions of Liao Guoshi back then. His interpretation of the relationship between the two was wrong from the beginning."
Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Gu Mang touched his chin and continued, "Actually, I prefer the third possibility. Because when we captured Li Qingqian, he saw Su Yurou's true face, and she whispered a few unknown words to him. , the sword demon Li Qingqian collapsed and dissipated. I think the third possibility is bigger than the first two guesses. It is precisely because Su Yurou destroyed Li Qingqian's cognition of obsession at the beginning, so as a sword demon, He will think everything is too ridiculous, so his will is broken and reduced to ashes. Otherwise, with just a face and a few words, why would she defeat his reason? "
Mo Xi thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes."
Gu Mang was about to say something, when he heard a thunderous roar in the distance, he couldn't help but turn his head to look—
"not good!"
I saw that above the high sky, a large cloud of thick clouds suddenly gathered in a vortex-like circle, and the center of the vortex rolled out of the black cloud flashed with thunder, and the sky seemed to be torn apart. Looking at the military camp where the Liao Army was stationed in the outer suburbs, in the white light that was enough to illuminate the great abyss, countless small black dots floated up from the Liao Army camp and flew towards the crack of the Qionglu.
Gu Mang cast his eyes wide to see exactly when those black spots were, and his face suddenly turned extremely ugly.
"...Holy shit, that's the real blood beast rebirth ceremony." Gu Mang twitched his lips, staring at the black dots and said in a low voice, "Those who floated into the air were sacrifices of human beings, they were butterflies caught by Liao Kingdom. Bone Beauty Seat!"
Mo Xi was startled: "What?!"
They all know that the so-called sphenoid beauty seat is a clan with ancient demon blood on its body, but because after the battle of gods and demons, the demon gate was permanently closed to the world, and this race that was abandoned in the world lost its demonic energy. With the support, the spiritual core gradually became exhausted, the mana was lost, and it became no different from ordinary humans, or even weaker. The only property of the demons that they retain is a furnace suitable for cultivation.
"Blood beasts are evil beasts refined from the fragments of the above ancient demons, and they need a lot of demon blood." Gu Mang said, "When I was in Liao Kingdom, I carefully read those fragments of blood beasts. This evil beast is watered with the aura of the demon race, and if mortals want to truly cultivate this evil beast, they can only try to find something related to the demon race in the world to sacrifice—and the most useful thing is Sphenoid Beauty Seat."
Mo Xi asked, "That is to say... the blood beasts were actually fed from a living person of this special bloodline?"
"Almost." Gu Mang said, "It takes more than 100,000 beauty seats to make a blood beast. When Li Qingqian's village was slaughtered, wasn't it because the Liaoren were searching for beauty seats everywhere? They planned to do so. long time."
As he spoke, his dark blue pupils looked at the place where the situation changed.
"It seems that Liaoguo wants to have a showdown with us before dawn, and we won't survive until tomorrow." He said, tying up the blue and gold silk belt that Murong Lian had given him, and a few strands of bangs hung down. on his martyrdom.
"Let's go! Go lead the troops!"
He said with a thin smile on the corner of his mouth. I don't know if it was Mo Xi's illusion. Under the light of the blood monster, Gu Mang's blue eyes looked a little wet.
Mo Xi looked at his expression, and a vague sense of ominousness suddenly rose in his heart. He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "... Gu Mang..."
He originally thought that Gu Mang couldn't hear the low voice, but even if he heard it, the low voice was meaningless, and Gu Mang might not have any response.
But he was wrong.
Gu Mang turned his head, his blue eyes reflected the distant firelight, and stared at him for a moment. Then, Gu Mang suddenly took Mo Xi's shoulders and hugged him tightly—
That hug carries a lot of meanings, such as love, intimacy, comfort, encouragement... all the bright beliefs of Gu Mang and Xu Yimo Xi in the past. This hug was so natural, as if there had never been a time of wandering spy in the middle.
When Gu Mang let go of him, his handsome face was bright and full of vindictiveness.
"After this fight, I want to invite your brother Gu Mang to drink, and you want the best pear blossom white, otherwise you will be unhappy."
Mo Xi was about to see his expression clearly, he had already turned around, pulled him up, and hurried away to the point Jiangtai without any explanation.