Yu Jun

Half an hour later, dark clouds covered the sun, and cold air rose from the ground, swallowing the souls of the dead.

The situation was decided, the Jinlu were defeated and evacuated with the body of the young prince, not knowing where they were stationed.

"General..."

Yin Bei's voice trembled, and he approached Mo Lingfeng with a cry in his voice. Mo Lingfeng looked around blankly, everything was dripping with blood and dark red.

Mo Qianlan's body was not the only one.

The smells of cold wind, earth, fire, and swords and guns were covered up, and little bits of fine snow drifted, flew, and fell in the wind, clinging to the corpses and turning into a sticky red color.

This place was not a pure land in the past, and there will be no peace in the future. Such rich ink and color are colors that literati can never mix, and will become the eternal embellishment of this country.

The soldiers had long been accustomed to the situation before them and stood quietly, waiting for orders.

Mo Lingfeng hugged Mo Qianlan and exhaled a breath of hot breath. He was still in a daze and didn't know what he should do.

She looked doubtfully at Yin Nan, who was kneeling down, and then at Yin Bei, who was looking sad, wondering what had happened to them?
After a while, she slowly came back to her senses and said "Oh" in sudden realization.

Brother died.

Just like everyone else, he died so lightly.

She looked at King Wei again - King Wei stayed by Mo Qianlan's side and survived unscathed.

King Wei sat on the ground with his mouth open and looked at Mo Lingfeng.

He recalled this thrilling incident and was glad that he was lucky. At the same time, he thought briefly in the long shadow of swords and swords.

"General Mo," he cleared his throat, "I can clear your brother's name and put everything on Huang Yiren."

Mo Lingfeng listened quietly. He let go of Mo Qianlan and touched his waist, thinking: "Why is he still alive?"

Staring at King Wei with her eyes, she thought again: "He is the old man's son."

King Wei moved his hands and feet and planned to stand up: "I can write memorials..."

The next moment, he saw a ferocious smile on Mo Lingfeng's face.

A sharp knife was pulled out from Mo Lingfeng's waist, raised high, and stabbed King Wei hard. Before King Wei could stand up, he was thrown to the ground again. The tip of the knife was caught in the cold wind and fine snow, and it pierced through the thick clothes. , go down, go deeper.

There was a "puff" sound in the wind, and along with the splash of blood, there was another dead soul outside Gaoping Village.

Mo Lingfeng fell to the ground, and blood spurted all over her face. She pulled out the sharp knife, took a deep breath, stood up, stretched out her left hand, spread her fingers, and brushed the fallen hair up from her forehead.

The warm blood made her hair no longer messy. She inserted the sharp knife back, picked up the bag and threw it into Yin Nan's arms. She bent down and picked up Mo Qianlan: "Back to the village, Zhong Tao and Chang Long will lead the team to clean up the battlefield. Dou Lanhua and Nomad You prepare for war."

"Yes."

The soldiers moved silently and remained silent about the death of King Wei. Mo Lingfeng seemed to have regained his spirits after the initial grief.

She put Mo Qianlan in the middle tent, fetched some water, and asked Yin Bei to wipe Mo Qianlan clean. Then she went to get Mo Qianlan's clothes from the carriage and put them on.

Then ask Yin Nan to drag over a thin coffin, put Mo Qianlan into the coffin first, and then hold the funeral after returning to the city.

The coffin lid closed with a bang, and she stood leaning against the coffin for a while as if she was exhausted. Her heart ached, as if she was being bitten by something. Yin Bei came over and handed Mo Lingfeng a bowl of water. He asked in a low voice: "General, please change your clothes and go back to the city."

At this moment, Zhong Taohuo ran over in a hurry: "General, there is a living person... He is the envoy Hou Zhuan who came for peace talks today. He was stabbed twice in the body. Do you want..."

His right hand moved across his neck from left to right.

"No need." Mo Lingfeng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Suddenly he heard the wind outside getting louder, the sky turned blue and the cold was overwhelming. He couldn't help but put down the bowl in his hand and walked out of the tent without saying a word.

Zhong Tao didn't know why and looked at Yin Bei doubtfully. Yin Bei signaled him to wait and followed him.Mo Lingfeng walked back to his room, picked up the crane cloak that Mo Qianlan had taken off from the couch, buried his head in the crane cloak, took a deep breath, then shook the crane cloak, put it on his arm, and returned To the middle tent.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhong Tao and Yin Bei, she asked Yin Nan to push the coffin lid open.

She pulled the side of the coffin and poked her head in. Seeing Mo Qianlan's eyes closed and his face turning blue, she quickly asked, "Brother, are you cold?"

The coffin is thin and hard, so it must be very cold.

Mo Qianlan didn't answer, so she had to put the crane cloak down and asked again, "Is it still cold?"

After waiting for a long time, there was still no answer, so she said "Oh" again.

Brother died.

She came to her senses, twirled a piece of white hair from her crane cloak, and put it in her sleeve.

Zhong Tao's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he didn't dare to speak for a moment. He touched him lightly with his elbow, winked, and said "Go back to the city quickly."

He wanted to say a few nonsense words such as "sorrows", but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and resigned.

Yin Bei stepped forward and worked with Yin Nan to close the coffin lid: "General, do you want to leave now?"

Mo Lingfeng shook his head, found a chair, sat down, and drank the remaining half of the glass of water. A quarter of an hour later, Nomad Qing came to report the border defense issue. She answered questions and questions in an orderly manner. Just when Yin Bei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, She suddenly stood up and pushed open the lid of Mo Qianlan's coffin.

She reached down and touched Mo Qianlan's face, then turned to ask Yin Bei: "Where is the medicine? It's time for brother to take medicine."

Nomad Qing was stunned and felt a vague sense of foreboding.

He approached Yin Bei and lowered his voice: "What should I do?"

Yin Bei also secretly thought that it was not good, his mind was spinning wildly, not knowing what to do, racking his brains, he could only think of Li Yitie.

He was so anxious that he held his hands with sweat and decided to deal with it first: "General, the medicine, the medicine has fallen... I have to go back to the city to get it. General, please come with me back to the city."

He was afraid that this lie was too clumsy. What would he do if Mo Lingfeng got angry?

Yin Nan had no hope at all and could only stand here, pushing the coffin lid open, closing it, closing it and pushing it away.

Mo Lingfeng nodded, asked Yin Nan to cover the coffin, and walked out: "Go back quickly."

She promised so happily, which made Yin Bei even more worried. He followed and walked out: "Nan, prepare your horses!"

Nomad Qing followed him out, and his voice was a bit sharp: "What should I do when I return to the city?"

"I don't know!" Yin Bei roared in a low voice, his head covered in cold sweat, "Shut your mouth!"

He couldn't think anymore, so Mo Qianlan asked him to "let go" of Huang Yiren. He didn't expect such a result.

There are Li Yitie and Wu Tongpan in the city, there is always a way!

Yin Nan brought Mo Lingfeng's white horse. Mo Lingfeng got on the horse, covered in blood and had not yet replaced it. He held the riding whip tightly in his hand and urged Yin Bei: "Hurry up."

Yin Bei turned to Yin Nan and whispered: "You and Xiao Dou will stay here. If you make any move, kill them!"

The Mo family's two sea-fixing needles would cause chaos if they died. He could not completely trust Nomad Qing. On the contrary, Yin Nan and Xiao Dou were evenly matched in illness, so he could rest assured.

After saying that, he immediately got on his horse, raised his whip, and rode back to the city with Mo Lingfeng, running towards the person who was in danger.

(End of this chapter)