I don't want to return

The person on the other side didn't answer, his throat rolled up and down, and then he finally opened his mouth, and the voice that came out was extremely hoarse: "I..."

He wanted to say "I won't harm you", he wanted to say "I didn't attract the pursuers", he wanted to say "I just want to see you by your side"...but all the words touched Mu Chongyu His eyes were all stuck in his throat, so heavy that he couldn't say a word.

In Mu Chongyu's extremely dark eyes, the hatred for him and Xue Jinghong was clearly engraved.

The last ray of light of the setting sun faded away mercilessly, the chilly spring was followed by the wind, and the sound of the rolling waves of the river rang in my ears.

Mu Chongyu pulled out his sword from his waist, pointed at Xue Jinghong's face slowly with the tip of the sword, and said without a trace of emotion: "If you refuse to tell, I have to pick off your mask myself to find out the truth."

The tip of his sword was getting closer to Xue Jinghong's mask inch by inch, but his wrist was trembling invisibly.The premonition in my heart became more and more clamorous.

This person must be him, it must be!

Although he has almost never shown any flaws, nor has he ever shown his true face, but during this period of time, all the traces of this person by his side, all the vague familiarities are at this moment, just like the black and white in the sky. The entangled Yunxia became brighter and brighter.

Mu Chongyu suddenly recalled the familiar voice he heard when he fled from Mu's house last night, and suddenly remembered what the other party asked him - "How did you escape from the Beiyu Imperial Palace back then?" escaped."Who else would care more about this than that person?

Mu Chongyu took a deep breath, the originally light and flexible saber seemed to suddenly become extremely heavy, causing his wrist to shake and shake, and finally touched the edge of the mask.

"Hongqing... offended." He lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was too soft to be heard.

With a sound of "stab", the sword light flashed, and the mask was suddenly split in two, and fell precariously, rolling into the soil.

A very strange face was revealed under the mask.The scars on it were criss-crossed, and although it was terrifying, something was wrong—there were folds rising from the base of the man's ears and the bridge of the nose.This is clearly another mask.

Xue Jinghong smiled wryly.Since escaping from Mu's house last night, he was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to straighten the fake leather mask on his face, which led to frequent loopholes.With so many pairs of eyes staring at him right now, he couldn't hide it at all.

Since there is no way to hide it, then he will admit it!

Xue Jinghong stared at Mu Chongyu motionlessly, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He said slowly: "That's right. Chongyu, it's me."

He put his hand behind his ear, and with a little force, he saw that a piece of fake skin was gradually torn off from his face, and finally revealed his true face.

It was a handsome face, with a high nose and deep eyes, with the profound features of an outsider. The face was also very clean, except for the faint stubble on the chin, there was no trace of scar.But this is the face that Mu Chongyu is most familiar with, and also the face he least wants to see.

Mu Chongyu only felt his energy and blood surge up, and all kinds of past events came flooding in like a tide, covering the sky and covering the earth.He couldn't help but staggered back a step, but the sword in his hand was trembling, and it was suddenly placed on Xue Jinghong's neck.

"You...why?!" His hatred for Xue Jinghong had almost become instinctive, and he subconsciously wanted to confront him with swords.But at this moment, when the true face of this person finally appeared in front of him, a deep and at a loss suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, which almost overwhelmed him.

"Why, it's you..." Mu Chongyu murmured again.

The hatred when he defeated Jinling, the hatred when he abused the people of Nanyan, the hatred when he lied to him, and the meticulous care he took for him in the past two months, the love he gave when he was ill. The back and forth of booing cold and asking warm questions made him unable to see through which one was true and which one was false.

Even yesterday, this person risked himself, willingly risked his life as a bait for himself, and broke out of the heavily guarded Mu Mansion alone.

But why? !Did he put in so much effort just to confuse himself again, so that he could return to him again? !

Mu Chongyu couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. He tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, as if in this way, so as not to lose the last bit of strength in this monstrous conflict.

Xue Jinghong felt sore in his heart.These two extremely fragmentary words sounded without beginning and end at first, but in his ears, they were very clear. When he understood, he actually felt an irrepressible regret, which could not stop spreading from his chest cavity. Come.

He shouldn't have lied to Chongyu like this.He had lied to him once before—even if he didn't want to, but now, he lied to him again.

"I..." He couldn't bear to look at Mu Chongyu's eyes.He couldn't help taking a step forward, and raised his hand to hold Mu Chongyu's trembling sword tip.

All kinds of words were in his heart, and he was thinking about it, but in the end he could only say: "Chongyu, you trust me, I didn't ask Beiyu's pursuers to force you. I am by your side, just want... Just apologizing to you."

He looked at Mu Chongyu's mocking eyes, and he panicked even more, and took another step forward.

The sharp blade of the saber cut his palm mercilessly, and thick and warm blood trickled down the cold tip of the sword.But Xue Jinghong didn't seem to notice it at all. He looked deeply at Mu Chongyu, and said word by word: "I was wrong about what happened back then. The drought and starvation in the east of the Yangtze River killed thousands of miles, but I was deceived by others, and I didn't know it. It has become a bitter fruit. Don't worry, from now on, this kind of thing will never happen again in my Great Yu Dynasty. The people in the north and the south, the people of the world, will be one family from now on."

"As for me, you can deal with it as you like. It's this life..." Xue Jinghong felt uncomfortable in his chest when he said this. He took a long breath and said softly: "You can also take it .I have no complaints about dying at your hands."

As he spoke, his steps moved a little further, and the wound on the palm of his hand became more and more serious, and the blood was about to flow down the long blade of the sword to Mu Chongyu's hand.

I'm afraid that Xue Jinghong's entire palm will be chopped off if the sword moves even a little bit!

Mu Chongyu's body was stiff, and he stared at Xue Jinghong's movements in disbelief.I couldn't speak for a while.

However, at this time, Mu Yuan, who had been observing for a long time, finally noticed something strange.

This person named Hongjing is definitely not just a member of Beiyu Palace.This person obviously has a deeper relationship with Chongyu.

His tone was in a trance...Mu Yuan's eyes stayed on Mu Chongyu's entangled and hateful face for a while, his heart moved, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, glanced at Xue Jinghong indiscriminately, and there was a hint of secretiveness at the corner of his mouth smile.He quietly took two steps back, lost his horse and turned back to his formation.

Then he raised his hand violently, and said to the guards behind him and Beiyu's pursuers, "Shoot the arrow."

He said expressionlessly: "You have Beiyu people who are treacherous and collaborating with the enemy, trying to help this group of Nanyan prisoners escape. If you show mercy at this time, you will not be able to catch this thief and Nanyan escaped prisoners. I think it will be difficult for you to return to Dayu. The imperial court explained."

This group of pursuers was dispatched by Yang Tingyun, the prime minister of the Northern Chongqing court.Mu Yuan was well aware of the attitude of the Beiyu court from Prime Minister Yang Tingyun down to the Nanyan people.

For nearly half a year, the Emperor of Beiyu had not sent troops to hunt down and kill Mu Chongyu and his gang. Before the Battle of Heiyun Mountain, there were even rumors that the Emperor personally issued an order to release this gang of reckless bandits composed of Nanyan rioters.His decree tends to be greatly changed, which can not help dissatisfying the Yan Yan faction in the court.

There is dissatisfaction in the heart, and the power has not been strictly restricted, so it gives people the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity.

Although Yang Tingyun will not pose any threat to the imperial power, he has always adhered to the principle of "killing all" the fugitives of Nanyan, and believes that only tyranny can control the Nanyan people who "do not change after repeated admonition".For this reason, he did not hesitate to mobilize troops without authorization.

But now, I am afraid that the prime minister of Beiyu would never have imagined that their "sage" is in the enemy's camp at this moment, and will be killed by the arrows of Beiyu's chasing soldiers by his own hands!

The smile on Mu Yuan's lips gradually deepened.Unexpectedly, there will be such a harvest today.

Chongyu, you are so stupid that you are soft-hearted towards the enemy.Since you hesitated, you asked me to help you get rid of this thief who ruined your country and family!

Then you will stay by my side obediently, and be your pampered young son, that is enough, and you don't need to pay attention to the revenge of the country.how nice.

There was an unfathomable smile in Mu Yuan's deep eyes.He waved his hand lightly, and arrows flew towards the opposite side like raindrops.

The author has something to say: In the future, the author will have classes during the day, so adjust the update time to 09:30 every night.ok~