Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1280 The pit is 267 meters deep, a mystery in the rain
I don't know when, amidst the thunder, light rain suddenly broke out.

Raindrops fell on the bushes, stirring up a mist of white air.

In the continuous rain, with Xiao Qian's deep voice of "not one left", the fear and desolation suddenly drifted across the sky.

King Jinyin is here!

Behind him are thousands of troops.

He could justifiably kill them, but they didn't know who was sent to capture Mo Jiu.

For a moment, the Beimeng soldiers who attacked Mo Jiu were so panicked that they could hardly hold their knives. Mo Jiu's scalp was also numb, and he stood quietly beside Tatamin, staring in the same daze as she and Zaburi, watching The Beimeng cavalry who came with Xiao Qian poured into the foggy dense forest like a tide, and once again surrounded the Beimeng soldiers surrounding them.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

But Mo Jiu couldn't figure out what Xiao Qian did.

Xiao Qian would definitely not choose to fight against Meng He at this time.

That's not sensible at all, and it's not advisable.

Unless, before he sent troops, he had already obtained Menghe's acquiescence.

"What are you looking around for? Keep your head down!" Amidst the mournful screams, the corner of Mo Jiu's clothes flickered in front of her, and a hand suddenly grabbed her arm with great force. Before she could react, her whole body Already took that arm to another horse.

Sitting firmly in front of his horse, Mo Jiu regained consciousness.

Only then did I realize that Xiao Qian had killed himself into the crowd without knowing when.

Behind him is his familiar breath, and above his head is his scorching breath, he is so close to her.These days, she has never been so close, and his hard chest has a kind of magical power. Once she gets close to him, she will no longer be nervous.

In troubled times, he is her reliance!
Leaning in Xiao Qian's arms, she didn't struggle, watching the Beimeng soldiers fall one after another, seeing the blood on the scene, she turned her head slowly, couldn't bear to look closely, and only showed a kind of compassionate look at Xiao Qian look.

"Why not keep one? The soldiers are innocent, and they are just obeying orders."

"If I don't kill them, they won't be able to survive." Xiao Qian coldly embraced her and stood in the crowd. He had an ugly face without much emotion. The wind was cold and his lips were as cold as ice. He looked around quietly, as if he was looking for a safer place to place Mo Jiu.

If he was calm, Mo Jiu's liver would tremble a little.

"I suspect that they are Menghe people. Will there be any problems if they are killed like this?"

Xiao Qian lowered his head indifferently and glanced at her.

"Ah Jiu still doesn't understand?"

Still don't understand?understand what?Looking into his deep eyes, Mo Jiu frowned, looking at the stream of blood in front of him that was merged by rain, mist, and blood, a thought came to his mind.

"Aren't they people sent by Menghe? It's someone else."

"Whether it is true or not, they must die." Xiao Qian's voice was very calm, "Their result is only one - false edicts, in an attempt to injure the Great Khan into injustice and ruin the reputation of the Great Khan."

False edict?

Mo Jiu still didn't understand, "What if I was arrested? Wouldn't it be a fake story?"

"Of course it's fake! No matter who did it, no one will admit it's true."

"Uh..." Mo Jiu looked at the red thread in his eyes, and the altar suddenly cleared. Thinking of the big banquet before, he couldn't help asking out the doubts in his heart, "Why didn't you let that glass of wine go?" I drink it? Do you suspect that the wine is poisonous?"

Xiao Qian didn't answer.

But Mo Jiu understood him.

If you don't answer, you may be defaulting.

My heart couldn't help but feel cold, no wonder he asked her to sit next to him during the banquet, no wonder she didn't realize the danger, and felt that nothing happened, it turned out that this man was the one who blocked the disaster for her.

My heart was inexplicably blocked.

She suddenly grabbed Xiao Qian's sleeve tightly.

"But, you drank the wine, why are you okay?"

"Me?" Asked her back, Xiao Qian's voice was languid, as if he had thought about it for a long time, as if he had pondered some unbearable memories, or as if he was unwilling to say anything, he hesitated and thought for a moment before telling she.

"There is really no poison in the wine."

"Yeah, can't you?"

Not poisonous?Could it be that Wen Jingshu didn't intend to harm her?
Mo Jiu's heart suddenly filled with displeasure.

At that time, she had actually suspected it, because Wen Jingshu's eyes were too vicious, if a woman did everything possible to harm her, she could feel it, but Xiao Qian said, is there no poison in wine?He wouldn't lie to her, it was just Wen Jingshu who was ignorant of her.

She was about to scold her mother, when Xiao Qian's voice suddenly sank.

"Ah Jiu, you are right."

"What?" Mo Jiu couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts.

Xiao Qian said: "Although the wine is not poisonous, the rim of that cup of yours is poisonous. Moreover, that poison is old man Lu Ji's proud work. Although Wen Jingshu made improvements to the recipe, I still can't hide it from me... But there is A little. I underestimated her ability."

This... is he really Wen Jingshu?

Mo Jiu should not be too excited.

After such a long time, Xiao Liulang finally saw through what she was like?

With a cheerful light in her eyes, she asked, "Xiao Wang, what do you say?"

Xiao Qiandao: "This poison is colorless and tasteless, and it is extremely difficult for people to detect it. If I hadn't taken precautions in advance and wrapped the drunk wine in a handkerchief, and went back to do a careful inspection, I would still be unaware." Looking sideways, His eyes suddenly turned cold, he stared at Mo Jiu's gaze, and said in a deep voice: "The most poisonous point, this poison will not take effect immediately, there is an incubation period of several hours."

How many hours of incubation period?

That is to say, if Mo Jiu used the wine glass, the attack would not happen on the spot, but would happen...for example, now, or tonight, suddenly, if something happened to her.

Either with Meng He, or with other soldiers.

Who would say that Mo Jiu was poisoned by drinking?
Oh no, she was already dipped in the wine glass.

The first glass of wine was the one he drank, and Xiao Liulang took it later.

"It's so poisonous!" Mo Jiu gritted his teeth. He may have been psychologically hinted, and suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes were a little hot, and he couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "This woman is too cruel. I will cut her into pieces ..."

"It's not your turn." Xiao Qian said in a deep voice, "Someone will take action for you!"

someone?What's the meaning?She asked, "You?"

Xiao Qian looked back at her, "Meng He will not let her go."

Um?Mo Jiu's mind turned and she suddenly understood.

If she conspired with Meng He to kill her, and she said she was poisoned, and Meng He calculated the time and sent someone to get her, she would be fine, not even Xiao Qian who drank her wine glass. Something, can Menghe trust her again?
Of course, these people who came to attack were indeed cannon fodder.As Xiao Qian said, regardless of success or failure, they must die.Only when he died, would Mo Jiu disappear without a trace, so that Emperor Menghe would not be blamed for this.History will be rewritten to say that a certain general clashed with the Mohist party while hunting, acted without authorization, and was executed by Menghe Khan.

But now...their mission failed.

Will die sooner too!

Can Menghe spare Wen Jingshu?

It is really great to be able to watch a show without having to do anything yourself.

……

"But, won't it be too cheap for her?"

"Well, Ah Jiu mean?"

"She hurt me, you stand by and watch."

"I do not have!"

"She teased me, you just stood by and watched."

"I do not have!"

"She teamed up with Lu Ji to set up a scheme to bully me, and you stand by and watch."

"I do not have!"

"You have what you have, you have what you have." Good Qiong Yao!After Mo Jiu finished speaking word by word, he sweated a bit, shook his shoulders, and suddenly threw out his horsewhip, gave Xiao Qian a cold squint, and smiled sinisterly, "So, this time, I don't want to You stand by and watch."

Xiao Qian looked at her speechlessly.

A dignified man doesn't know how to deal with a woman like Mo Jiu.At this moment, he was helpless to himself, wanted to sigh, wanted to shake his head, but could only silently immerse himself in her watery black pupils, reluctant to look away.This Mo Jiu, the only Mo Jiu in the world, can do whatever he wants in front of him.If she doesn't like it, it's like his heart has been ripped out. When she gets angry, he seems to be receiving the worst punishment.She alienated him, and he felt like he lost the whole world...

"What does Ah Jiu want me to do?"

Mo Jiu smiled and blinked slyly.

"I don't ask for anything, just look at how you treat me."

This little hypocrisy!This belly is black!That's Mo Jiu.

Some are not required, but all are required.

"..."

Killing, screaming, the voices floated in her ears.

I don't know how far the sound of fighting in the grove has spread, and I don't know if Meng He has noticed it, but from the beginning to the end, no one came again.So, among the dead trees, there was only blood and slaughter. Those lives, when Mo Jiu and Xiao Qian were talking, one after another were adjusted to zero in the steaming light rain, and left this world...

According to Mo Jiu's words, "This pickled world."

They are not wrong, but they must die.

She couldn't bear to see the bloodshed, but she was powerless to stop Xiao Qian.

Even, I don't know how to stop it... I have no position.

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.she understands.

It's just that she came from the 21st world, a place where human life is precious.

Since she was young, she had never seen such a massacre, and it was the massacre initiated by Xiao Qian himself.She could even foresee that this would not be the only time in the process of Xiao Qian's journey to the highest altar and throne in the world, and the bloody storm in the future would only be heavier and more numerous than this time.

"My lord—"

Mo Jiu raised her head and looked at the gradually darkening sky. She felt that there were impenetrable conspiracies everywhere in the sky, like a black vortex, which had been shrouded in it since the first day she crossed. I really want to get out of the matter, see it clearly, and see these people struggling in their fate, but...every time she is about to tear through the fog, she will be involved in another wave of thicker vortex, and never again. Can't see clearly.

"Why do I feel panicked?"

"Huh?" Xiao Qian stretched out his hand and squeezed her hand tightly.

"I don't like this kind of feeling." Mo Jiu said quietly, and I don't know if he heard his words clearly. He didn't dare to look at the patches of blood, his complexion was a little pale, and the little hand held in Xiao Qian's palm became more and more serious. It was getting colder and colder, my head was dizzy, my eyes were dizzy, and my stomach was churning.

In a daze, she seemed to see the blood-spattered execution ground in Lin'an again.

"The poor worms who can't control their fate are all ants. They are, I think, and so am I."

"You are not, you are a Mohist giant. You can control fate. You can also - control me." Xiao Qian's voice was firm, with comfort and pity, his fingers slowly moved up, and he clasped her wrist, pondering for a moment, His brows were slightly furrowed, as if hesitating.

"Ah Jiu, your pulse is chaotic, calm down."

"The pulse is chaotic, what's the reason?"

"I was negligent, I didn't expect the wine to be on the rim of the glass. Although you only drank one glass, the poison is too strong, and there is no residual poison at all. I think at this time, it is about to have an attack—"

"Oh." Meditation!
Calm down, she thought too.

But this large expanse of blood finally made her mind twitch, how could she calm down?

"My lord, I feel a little uncomfortable, my heart palpitations—"

There seemed to be a black cloth in front of her, silently covering her sight, the color of ink, with a little bit of starlight shining, her blood was rushing, everything in front of her eyes seemed to be gradually disappearing...

The moment she fell from the horse, she seemed to hear Xiao Qian yelling "Mo Jiu".

She opened her mouth, but was unable to answer.

This battle in the grove exhausted her energy.

The infiltration of the poison also made her unable to hold on anymore.

With Xiao Qian by her side, she finally felt at ease and did not have to force herself.

And the death of those Beimeng soldiers also shocked her again.

A madman is like a beast.

kill, kill!Kill one by one.

She even saw that some people's knives were chopped off.Chopped!
How tragic is this? !

After all, she is not a cruel person, she is not as good as Tatamin, she can stand on the sidelines.She simply couldn't bear the stimulation of being overwhelmed by charcoal.

……

……

In the camp.

The hunting armies from all walks of life returned with a full load.

Only the Mohist disciples came back covered in blood.

Someone asked curiously, and replied: "I was attacked by gangsters on my way, and I almost couldn't come back."

And more smart people choose to remain silent and don't ask at all.

Only Meng He "concerned" sent someone to summon Mo Jiu, and asked her to go over and ask for details, presumably to appease her.Xiao Qian took Mo Jiu back to the tent on the grounds that he was injured and comatose, and after setting her up, he went to meet Han Zhang himself to meet the Emperor Menghe who had just returned from hunting.

The night is as deep as ink.

In the camp, smoke was rising from the kitchen, and the soldiers were talking and laughing as they prepared dinner.

The prey they brought back today turned into fresh and fat meat, which was boiled into the pot.

In fact, many people knew that there was a fight in the woods.

We all know that people died, many people died, and the smell of blood permeated the air, as if it was about to waft into the camp.But no one cared, even in private, no one dared to discuss it.

People who can hunt around the emperor are not ordinary people.

Their eyes were not as pure as the sky.

Having seen too many killings and fights, I have already become cold-hearted and numb to human nature.

From their point of view, it's just a man's game where women and men fight each other, and heroes hunt for fierce battles.

When Mo Jiuyou woke up and turned around, she found that she was sleeping on the bed in the tent. There was a lingering smell of traditional Chinese medicine in her mouth, bitter and astringent. It must have been fed to her by Xiao Qian before he left.Mei'er was guarding her in the tent, and Ke Xi was holding a sword at the door of the tent, motionless.

She is safe now and feels safe.

The heart is quiet, completely quiet.

But she didn't go out to eat game, and she didn't participate in the lively hunting.

Mei'er silently brought some food in for her, and put it on the small table of the tent, but she didn't move.

It's not being hypocritical, it's not giving up food, and it's not even too uncomfortable.

It is blocking, blocking from the heart.Unresolved blockage.

She didn't know why she came here, she didn't know the purpose of her life, and she felt a sense of loss in a trance and that the world had lost its color.That kind of feeling is like sleeping for too long during a nap, waking up in the evening, not knowing where I am, unable to find the meaning of life, and unable to lift my spirits for anything... Empty.

She guessed right yesterday.

The weather is not very good today.

After a while, the light rain turned into heavy rain.

On the tent, it was "slapped" by the rain.The heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the hunting enthusiasm of the hunting army. They moved to the tent, and the noise outside gradually decreased, completely covered by the sound of rain.

Mo Jiu's world is finally pure.

Staring at the burning lamp, she was always in a daze.

Getting up slowly, she rushed into the rain, wanting to get a shower and wash off the dust.

The green hills and green trees outside the curtain all turned into black shadows.

The rain wet her hair, but it couldn't get into her heart no matter what.

Numb, still numb.She felt herself suddenly lose her life force.

Looking up, facing the rain, she suddenly smiled.

"Damn, what's the matter? What's wrong with your brain?"

All the literary and artistic cells in her body were flooded, and she closed her eyes as if dying.

In the haze, the rain on the head suddenly disappeared.

There is an oil-paper umbrella covering her body.

Without opening her eyes, she asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

The man's voice was deep, "I'm worried about you."

After a long time, Mo Jiu heard his own voice.

"I'm fine, I just feel uncomfortable, I can't tell."

"I understand! You think that if you don't kill Boren, Boren will die because of you." Xiao Qian covered her body with an umbrella, and was drenched in the heavy rain. His clothes were soon soaked and his voice changed. He became more and more depressed, "You know, Ah Jiu, how old was the first time I killed someone?"

Mo Jiu gasped for breath, "I don't know."

"Seven years old." Xiao Qian's voice was shallow, as if there was no warmth, but Mo Jiu could clearly feel that when he talked about the past, his emotions were fluctuating and resentful.The aura that became colder and colder seemed to envelope the two of them, and every word became as sharp as an arrow, wishing to pierce the enemy's chest with each word.

"When those beggars were bullying my mother, I secretly lay down under the shrine and watched. I didn't move, and I didn't make a sound. I saw my mother's eyes, and she was telling me, don't come out, don't come out, Let me be patient. I am very obedient and did not go out. I also know that I am too small and my strength is not enough. If I go out, they will kill me. So I am patient, but I am not reconciled When they left satisfied, I followed them secretly and found a place where they lived. The second time, when a medicine hall was closed, I sneaked in, hid under the medicine cabinet, and found a medicine called The arsenic thing, the only poison I knew at the time, squatted for a full night, and waited for the medicine hall to open in the early morning before sneaking out and putting the arsenic into the bowls of several beggars. They all died suddenly that day .”

Mo Jiu's eyes were slightly cold, and she looked at him quietly.

Very quiet, very quiet.

The heart hurts, the head is dizzy, and the blood is also coagulated.

A seven-year-old child!

She didn't dare to think, really didn't dare to think.

In Xiao Liulang's life, what kind of suffering did he endure to survive until today?

Therefore, he has such a ruthless personality, such... a bit of autistic ferocity, so under today's "no one stay" order, she finally knew that he was not only because he knew Meng He He won't let them go, they all have to die, instead of letting the emperor do it, it's better for him to help the emperor himself, and because those people bullied his woman.

Neither his woman nor his mother allowed others to bully him.

Otherwise, there is only one word "dead".

He didn't say these words, but Mo Jiu suddenly understood.

So... what about Wen Jingshu?
She suddenly shivered. Did anything happen during the time she was completely asleep?

What happened to that Wen Jingshu?

"My lord, I want to take back what I said before."

"Huh?" Xiao Qian touched her face, "What words?"

"About Wen Jingshu." Mo Jiu swallowed, "Just watch and don't interfere."

She is not the Holy Mother, and she is not willing to let Wen Jingshu go, but she would rather do it herself than let Xiao Qian touch it.The more blood in his hands, the heavier his hostility may be, and the harder it is to release himself from that indifferent cage.

In particular, Wen Jingshu is different from those soldiers, she is his junior sister, and there is a Lu Ji in the middle, if he makes a move, he may feel... uncomfortable.

"I've already made a move." Xiao Qian looked at her indifferently, "Why do you think she wanted to fight with her back? Why did she enter Meng He's big tent at night, and why was she willing to accompany Meng He? She just had no choice."

Because Xiao Qian wanted to give her to Menghe.

She hated and couldn't resist, but wanted to die with Mo Jiu.

"The medicine she used was given to Lu Ji last time."

Xiao Qian's voice was calm, and after finishing speaking, his eyes locked on Mo Jiu's unsurprised face, and slowly tightened his hands on her waist, with a hint of apology, "Ah Jiu, what happened last time was my fault. .”

"Hmph, do you know you misunderstood me now?" Mo Jiu raised his chin with an unhappy expression.

"No." Xiao Qian shook his head, "I didn't misunderstand."

"Oh. I believe there will be ghosts! I don't even think about your cannibalistic expression at that time."

"At that time, I knew it wouldn't be you." Xiao Qian said: "My Ah Jiu is a strong person, but she doesn't bother to do such a thing that destroys people's reputation. But I never thought it was her. Women have the same name, It was beyond my expectation that she could take this step. But now that I think about it, she wants my master to remember her wronged, accept her love, and feel guilty, let her play with it?!"

Mo Jiu blushed.

Xiao Liulang thinks highly of her.

It's not that she disdains to do such a thing, it's that she didn't push herself enough.

She was so anxious, she could do even more ruthless things.

"And now, what will you do to her?"

Xiao Qian gently pinched her nose, there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Ah Jiu to sleep with me, we will see tomorrow—"

　Thank you little masters for waiting for the update, thank you for your hard work, come on, how big are you one by one.

　　
　
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