Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1322 The pit is 309 meters deep, who will share the worldly fireworks with?
gone?
Mo Jiu's heart shuddered.

As if awakened suddenly, her black eyes stared at Mo Huang's face against the cold wind, and her eyes swept up and down.

Then, she heard her trembling voice.

"Brother, why are you making such a joke all of a sudden?"

"Xiao Jiu, I'm not joking." Mo Zhu lowered his head slightly, staring at her, his warm eyes were smiling as always, just like Mo Jiu's sun at the beginning.But at this moment, when he was afraid that his sunshine would never be able to shine on her again, he inevitably added some sadness and worry for her.

"If I am gone, you will have to deal with these matters. I am afraid that you will be tired, and I am even more afraid that you will trust the wrong person. In this world, the danger of the human heart is greater than that of a tiger. Although you are not a dull person, But it’s still too kind. There is an old saying: Charity doesn’t command soldiers, love doesn’t make things happen, righteousness doesn’t manage money, and kindness doesn’t serve as an official. Xiao Jiu, you should learn to be more ruthless—”

"I don't care that much." Mo Jiu's rough voice was a little manic, as if she had realized something, she grabbed his arm tightly, her eyes were a little red, and she looked at Mo Wang without blinking, like a knife In the blowing cold wind, he licked his dry and wrinkled lips, and yelled at him in a hoarse voice: "Anyway, you promised to protect me and the Mo family. A man, there is no one who doesn't count his words and gives up halfway." reason?"

Mo Wang looked at her and smiled reluctantly.

A handsome face became paler, and there was a faint layer of sweat on his forehead.

The sharp arrow pierced through the chest, and the pain pierced the heart.But when he was talking to her, he was still laughing, and he had to keep laughing.

"Xiao Jiu—Brother, I'm afraid I'm going to miss the appointment this time."

"I won't allow it!" Mo Jiu growled in a low voice, pressing his arm tightly. He knew in his heart that he was seriously injured, but he refused to tell the truth, and she didn't even want to say it—as if no one said anything about it. It's like it never happened.

This is a very subtle psychology.

Naive and avoiding like a child.

Just to get a kind of self-deceiving comfort.

She tightly grabbed Mo Wang's hand tied around her waist, and took a breath, "No matter what, I want you to practice the lie! You know, I am unreasonable, if you break your promise to me, I will not Let you go! No matter where you go, I will never let you go."

"Xiao Jiu... oh..."

With a sigh, Mo Fan's voice became weaker and weaker.

The horse gallops past in the wind.Fields and trees passed by in front of him one by one. They had already gone a long way, and his vision became more and more blurred, and he almost couldn't even see the road clearly.And the sharp arrow on his back was still shaking its feathers in the cold wind, piercing his body viciously like showing off its might.

Blood was sprinkled all the way, but the pain gradually became numb.

Mo Wang closed his eyes, exhausted his strength, and continued what he hadn't finished.

"Xiao Jiu, remember... Among the eight elders of the Mo family, Qian and Kun are the oldest, and they are also..."

"Shut up!" Mo Jiu interrupted him almost rudely, but wanted to touch his wound with one hand, "What are you talking to me about? I'm a big man, how can I manage these trivial matters? Both big and small I'll take care of it, what do you, the left deacon, do? You don't have to tell me this, I believe you can handle it well."

"Oh!" Mo Wang sighed again, "Why are you bothering?"

They have been together for too long, how can they not know each other's temperament?
From Mo Jiu's voice that was so hoarse that it was almost crying, he knew that she knew.

yes!His little Jiu is smart and clever, if he is so ignorant, how can he leave with peace of mind?

"Xiao Jiu, don't talk now, I'm afraid I don't have time."

"There's plenty of time. You've got a lifetime left."

"I..." Mo Wang coughed suddenly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, "My life, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's coming to an end soon."

"Brother! You are not allowed to talk nonsense. You are so young, you haven't married a wife and have children, it's very early—"

"Xiao Jiu, listen to me, okay?" Mo Wang raised his hand, as if he wanted to stroke her head, just like he had done countless times in the past... But he didn't have the strength, his hand was in the air, and She fell back regretfully, "Hey, let me finish...because I'm so, so afraid of you being bullied."

"Brother——" Mo Jiu finally couldn't hold it back, tears gushed out, "No, you will always be by my side, won't you? I'm hungry, I'm looking for Mo Wang, I'm tired, I'm looking for Mo Wang , I'm sleepy, I'm looking for Mo Wang, no matter what I do...just look for Mo Wang. You've always been here, always will be."

"Silly girl..." Mo Huang shook his head, trying to stop her from observing his wound, but when the horse was galloping, he almost couldn't sit still because of this action, if Mo Jiu hadn't grabbed him in time his arm, and he fell down.

With a wry smile, he sighed helplessly: "Look, there is something you can't do, brother. You can't even sit still. So, Xiao Jiu, you have to understand that there is nothing in this world that cannot be changed, and nothing is eternal Yes. Whether it's the people by your side, or the things you're used to..."

No matter what Mo Jiu said, Mo Huang insisted on saying it.

Finally, Mo Jiu also calmed down and exchanged terms with him.

——stopped the horse temporarily and let her see his wounds.

Fearing that there would be pursuers behind, Mo Wang was originally unwilling to stop for a while, but how could Mo Jiu not be stubborn?So, the two reached a tacit agreement and found a hidden forest slope. In the cold wind, he used his weak voice to explain the Mo family's affairs to Mo Jiu, while she tore off her middle coat and put it on him. It was wrapped around and around to stop the bleeding.

No matter how big or small, he didn't lag at all from beginning to end.

Mo Jiu was also quiet and slow, listening to him, listening to him without saying a word.

He spoke very hard, his expression was sometimes serious and sometimes smiling, that familiar face was close at hand, and that familiar tone was like yesterday, but at this moment, he seemed like a person who was about to travel far away, using his own There are ways to say goodbye to her.

"Cough cough!"

The matter of the Mohist family has come to an end.

He seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, his expression relaxed a lot, and his eyes were slightly slack.

"Xiao Jiu, there is one more thing, the senior brother should warn you."

"Brother, tell me—" Mo Jiu sniffed lightly.Hiding his tears.

"Since ancient times, the heart of an emperor has been the most cruel and ruthless. If one day, Xiao Liulang ascends to the top, you should also guard against it!"

In his eyes, apart from himself, there is no one in this world that Mo Jiu can trust forever. Even if he can trust now, it doesn't mean he can trust in the future.And the future... In her future, he can no longer protect her.

Mo Jiu was too relieved of Xiao Qian.

Therefore, he is not at ease about it.

"Xiao Jiu, promise me."

"I promise you……"

"I want you to remember today's words."

"I remember, senior brother, I remember everything..."

"Just remember, just remember..." Mo Fan murmured, slowly rubbing his fingers against the ground, supporting a stone little by little, his brows deeply frowned, "Xiao Jiu, help me up... I want to go back to Xinglong Mountain... to see... us, our paradise..."

"Okay, let's go back to Xinglong Mountain, let's go home."

"Go, go home...Okay, go home..."

Helping him onto the horse, Mo Jiu sat sideways in front of him.

The cold wind poured into her eyes unscrupulously, and her tears gushed out frantically, and she couldn't control it no matter what.With tears streaming down her face, she hugged him tightly with both hands, and leaned her head on his chest, but she didn't dare to rely heavily on it. She only used her strength to support his body, just like he protected her, protecting him tightly. He, don't let him fall off the horse.The two of them just cling to each other like this, letting the cold wind whizz by, letting the world keep changing...

"Ah……"

A vague smile suddenly came from Mo Zhuan's throat.

At this moment, she was leaning against his chest.

Come to think of it, it was actually the most recent moment in this life.

It's as close as if there is no distance at all...

This is so good.

Although he taught her to be wary of anyone.

But he remembered that Mo Jiu had been wary of him for a while in the past.

At that time, he regarded Fang Jiran as his son, and he and Mo Jiu were once as strangers as strangers.

"Xiao Jiu, at that time...you hated me so much?"

Mo Jiu understood what he was talking about and shook his head.

"Never."

"You complained too?"

Mo Jiu didn't deny it, nor did he speak.

The winter of that year was also very cold.At that time, she was alone.Mo Wang was the first person who brought her a sense of security after she came to this world. She once trusted him with gratitude. Sadness of being abandoned...

Mo Wang chose Fang Jiran, she felt abandoned by the whole world.

In fact, this also proves from the side that he has always been very important in her heart.

There are many types of human emotions.

Friendship, love, family affection, sometimes, even oneself may not be able to distinguish clearly.

But no matter what kind of situation, some people are unique and irreplaceable.

Mo Fan is irreplaceable like Mo Jiu, his existence is different from Xiao Qian, Dong Ji, Wan Yanxiu, and any man she knows.As long as he thinks that he may leave and die forever, there will be no more Mo Huang in the world, and he will never see his warm smile like sunshine again. Mo Jiu's heart is like a thousand arrows piercing through his heart. Tormenting in a frying pan—there is no difference from when Xiao Qian was not there.

She is afraid.

She was afraid of dying and losing a loved one.

loved ones.Yes, Mo Wang is her relative.

"Brother..." She sobbed softly: "Did I treat you badly before? Did I care too little for you? I always seem to only ask you about my own affairs... You never mentioned it, but I actually I have never asked you whether you are cold on a cold day, whether your cotton clothes are enough to wear, whether your feet are stiff, whether your hands are cold when you practice sword... I was wrong, brother, I was wrong……"

"Xiao Jiu, don't be stupid, you are right..."

"No, I was wrong! I knew I was wrong. I thought you would always be there. When I opened my eyes at dawn, you would be there. As long as I wanted to find you, you would appear to me with a smile In front of you, no matter what I ask, you will do it for me...but I never thought about it, never thought about it...no, I can't think about it...you will be fine, definitely not..."

Thinking of this, she seemed to wake up suddenly from grief.

"Brother, let's go back to the niche and look for Xiao Liulang!"

As she said that, she made up her mind and was about to grab the reins of the horse in Mo Fan's hand, "Liu Lang will definitely find a way. He is a genius doctor, isn't he? Why did I forget that Xiao Liulang will find a way...he There will be."

"No, don't!" Mo Wang stubbornly tugged at the horse's rein, insisting that she should not pull it away, almost gritted his teeth and tried his best, then gasped for breath, and reprimanded her word by word.

"Hui, Xing, Long, Shan—"

No one dared to think too much about the situation in Kangu.

Mo Jiu was already pregnant, how could she dare to let her break into the palace of Hades?
But he was stubborn, and Mo Jiu was just as stubborn.

"I can't just watch you die, do you understand?"

"Mo Jiu—don't be willful!"

As a last resort, Mo Wang could only remind her in the cruelest way.

"Don't let so many people's deaths...have no value...they can't do it for you...in vain."

Mo Jiu's body froze, as if nailed into the wind by a bloody nail.

Chi Xi, Cao Yuan, disciples of the Mohist school...and her little Mei'er, they all looked at her with such earnest eyes...

"You are not only my own Mo Jiu, Xiao Qian's Mo Jiu, you are also the Mo Jiu of the Mo family..." Mo Wang gritted his teeth, yelled at her, then raised his sleeve to wipe the blood on his lips with difficulty, and then used his hand Caressing her shoulder, "You are obedient, obedient..."

"Okay." Mo Jiu burst into tears, "I am obedient, brother, I will obey you."

"Good..." Mo Zhuang looked at her with a smile, looked at her sad face, her immature face, and thought that from now on, the heavy responsibility of the Mo family would be on her shoulders, and suddenly he couldn't bear it, "Xiao Jiu, you are wronged." is you……"

"I'm not wronged..."

"Zhan Ping, Shang Ya, the Eight Great Elders... can be trusted... If Cao Yuan survives... he..." At this point, his complexion darkened slightly, as if he couldn't hold on, his eyes darkened, and he coughed After a while, he said slowly, "He can take over the position of Mohist... Zuo Deacon."

"Okay..." No matter what he said, Mo Jiu said yes.

She thought: This is what Mo Wang is willing to listen to.

As long as he is willing to listen, she is willing to say.

Because this man is so kind to her.

The real good is the unreserved indulgence and the support that never needs to be chosen.

"Senior brother... why are you so kind to me? What do I have that deserves your kindness to me?"

"I can't say why you are good, but you are different... different is good." A smile hung on the corner of Mo Fan's lips, and all the flashes in his mind were fragments of the past with her. When we first met, we were on the street. The charming woman who was eating while walking, with clear eyes, bright smile, and sly eyes, seemed not to be contaminated by any smoke, just walked into his sight.

But—the so-called beautiful woman is on the water side.

He heard her singing in the water, but he was powerless to push the boat to the other side with her.

"Xiao Jiu, even if I'm gone, don't be sad... Everyone's fate is predestined by heaven... In this world, how long can he live, who will he meet, what will he do? We have reached a conclusion long ago, and we cannot tolerate our resistance and struggle... There is nothing owed to you and me..."

There is no debt between you and me.

Why does he always think about her?
Even at this moment, is he still afraid that she will be sad for him?

Mo Jiu shook her head with tears in her eyes, "No, I owe you...too much!"

"You don't owe me...you just don't like me, there's nothing wrong with that...everyone has their own embrace...it's destined by heaven..."

Mo Jiu bit her lower lip tightly, tears poured out like crazy, "What about you?"

"I..." Mo Huang said faintly, "Maybe... I did too many crimes in my previous life... I don't have a hug that belongs to me. I only hope for the next life...the next life."

His voice is very gentle, whispering.

But it made Mo Jiu's heart ache, and sank to the bottom of the valley.

When he met Fang Jiran for the first time in this life, and Mo Jiu when he met her again, he had been giving silently from the beginning to the end.Later, she was kind to her, Mo Jiu, and she was also kind to her from the bottom of her heart.Each of them accepted his contribution frankly, enjoying all his contribution, but extravagantly returning a little bit to him...

In the next life——

Can a person really have a next life?

She closed her eyes tightly, weeping silently, two lines of tears rolled down like beans.

Didn't hear her voice, but Mo Wang knew she was crying.

She was crying for him, and that was enough.enough.

He sighed lightly, and gently hugged her waist, "Xiao Jiu, don't be sad. You promise to senior brother that you will... be more careful in everything in the future. Don't trust others, okay?"

"it is good……"

Mo Jiu choked up, feeling bitterness in the cold wind.

"Brother, you also promise me that you will stay by my side and always be the left deacon of the Mo family, okay?"

"..."

For a long time, there was only the coolness in the wind, but no human voice.

People are quiet, the moon is dim.

The return journey is near, don't ask about the empty mountain.

Sitting opposite each other in the cold wind in the deep winter, who will share the fireworks with in this world?
The horse went on the official road again, and the cold wind blew up Mo Fan's clothes, and the moonlight was as bright as silver, coating his thin body with a faint silver light.Mo Jiu's eyes enlarged little by little, looking at the shadow cast by the silver light on his face, and also watching his snow cap being lifted high by the cold wind, and with a "click", it fell heavily on the ground.

And then, left far behind—

The wind rolled up his long hair, flying like splashed ink.

His head hung limply, resting on her shoulder.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm tired, let me have a rest..."

"Brother-"

Mo Jiu's shouts were scattered in the wind.

The sky is high and sad, and a lone eagle whines past.As if to bid farewell to this long period of time, a few snowflakes floated loosely under the bright and clear moon, lightly, lightly, as if accompanied by an elegy, falling on top of his head.White snow, black hair, bone-chilling cold——

Mo Jiu trembled, and hugged Mo Wang tightly.

In a trance, my mind is full of the joy of getting along with each other in the past.

People are in front of them, as if in a dream.

There is a kind of pain, heart-piercing.But I can't catch it, scratch it, or find it.

"No!"

"I don't want you to die!"

"You can think about it, but I can't."

"I won't want you to die!"

"Since I come from another world, I should be different from the world. Since I can change the world, I can let you survive. If I can't protect my relatives, what do I mean by time travel? What do I mean by being reborn? I am a human being, Mo Jiu. What do you mean? Why did I come here? Could it be that I stepped through time and space just to witness the destruction of the country and the death of the country and the separation of life and death one after another?"

"No! I'll go to Liu Lang, Liu Lang must have a solution."

"You wait for me, brother, you wait for me—"

"Liulang! Liulang! Save my senior brother... save my senior brother Wah Liulang..."

Muttering absent-mindedly, she stared at the snowflakes in the sky with burning eyes.

After a long while, she suddenly seemed to understand something, and she didn't know where the strength came from. With a sound of "rein", she reined in the galloping horse, broke free from Mo Fan's tightly bound arms, and tied his tall body around her. On his back, he closed his eyes fiercely, and turned the horse's head like a mad beast, roaring.

"drive--"

……

The cold wind blew past, tensing Mo Jiu's vulnerable nerves.

Her eyesight was not good, and there were shadows all around, so it was difficult to choose her way, so she simply let the horse gallop on the narrow official road.

In the darkness, tears flowed sideways, like crazy wanton.

But she didn't make a sound——

The silent tears seemed to shake the world.

Little snow, slowly dense.This twelfth lunar month is a hurting day.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint fire suddenly flashed ahead.

The light of a torch can travel far in the dark.

Mo Jiu quickly reined in the horse, stood quietly for a while, and was about to choose another way to go, when he suddenly heard an angry roar in the wind.

"I am Qiao Zhanping of the Mohist family. Your Majesty, please withdraw your troops immediately and return all my Mohist sons and disciples! Otherwise, don't blame the Mohist family for being enemies of the imperial court."

The dense flames passed through layers of snowflakes, illuminating Mo Jiu's eyes with a gorgeous and treacherous light.

This moment, this fire, so beautiful, so beautiful.

Mo Jiu's heart beat like a thunderbolt, he patted his horse excitedly, and galloped forward.

The fighting on the official road over there has not stopped, the disciples of the Mohist school and the guards such as Jixi blocked the imperial army on that small road with their patience.In order for Mo Jiu to leave safely, some of them fell down during such a long time, but the rest of them were still holding on desperately.

On the other side of the official path, Mo Jiu missed thousands of disciples of the Mohist school.

They wore uniforms of the Mohist school, and what they pushed across the official road with advanced mechanical carts were brand-new cannons, bazookas, and new-style firearms that the Nanrong Forbidden Army had never seen before.

Qiao Zhanping held a gun in his hand, and stood on the road like that on horseback.

"Qiao counted to ten! After ten, if His Majesty refuses, the Mo family will fire!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

Every time Qiao Zhanping counted, the Mohist disciple roared fiercely as if responding.

Their shouts were uniform and overwhelming, and their momentum was extremely shocking.

"seven!"

"six!"

"—"

　I heard that many girls are willing to treat me to hot pot for senior brother?

　　This is really an excellent thing.

　　Cough, now we can start to set the date, and the Chinese New Year is not much time away——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)