[Mo Feng Tongren] Bai Ling touches ink

The first wave of arrow rain ended with countless crows falling to the ground, and the thick smell of blood in the air created an atmosphere of death.

"My life is worthless, but my luck has always been good." Mo Ya raised the sharp arrow in his hand and hooked the corner of his mouth.

Ji Wuye, on the other hand, mercilessly laughed at the overconfident young man in front of him. He was trapped in the cage like a bird he raised, and he decided whether to live or die: "It seems that your luck is still low. Just a little bit."

"You're wrong, General." Mo Crow raised his eyebrows and smiled secretly, "It is said that a crow is a bird that can predict death. Maybe I have already smelled the breath of death today, so the supervisor supervised the construction of this I did some tricks when building a house."

"What?" Ji Wuye asked, glaring at Mo Crow viciously.

"It's the steel plate at the corner of the roof of the hall." Mo Ya raised his head and glanced at the corner of the hall. "At that time, I was just promoted to be the commander of the guards, and I was trusted by the general, so I was able to get this good job. General, what do you say? , how is my luck?"

At this moment, Bai Feng only remembered to keep his eyes wide open, tense his body, and watched everything happen, but he couldn't do anything for that person. From the beginning to the end, Mo Crow was actually protecting him.

Hearing Mo Crow's provocative tone, Ji Wuye clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, furiously: "So you have a different heart?"

"General, you are wrong again. The so-called companionship is like companionship with a tiger, and the general is better than a tiger. I reserved a way out for myself just to guard against others." Mo Crow kept covering the bleeding wound on his right chest, his face pale. He was paler and more fragile than before, but he still answered in a calm tone.

"Okay, a little cleverness. Unfortunately, this little cleverness is not enough to save your lives! Even if there is such a way out, you will die!" Ji Wuye put on the bowstring, and another arrow was already on the string, anxiously Ready to go.

Mo Crow coughed lightly and smiled, like a fleeting epiphyllum: "The general's arrow is indeed powerful, but I still want to try."

"That depends on whether my arrows are faster or your feet are faster!"

The ink crow gathered strength on tiptoe, and he was already in the air in a single jump. He could feel the fierce murderous aura behind him, but so what?Mo Crow turned his head back slowly, his eyes were calm, he already looked at death as if he was at home, he turned around in the air, although he dodged the sharp arrow, he couldn't help tearing the front of his chest due to the arrow's breath, and added new injuries.The iron plate at the corner cracked slowly after being dodged by the arrow, and finally cracked unbearably.

Seeing that the iron plate was broken, Mo Ya finally smiled peacefully. He felt his eyelids were heavy, and he slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when he landed.

"No!" Bai Feng yelled in pain, this moment was so fast, even with all his strength, Bai Feng couldn't catch the falling body in time.He just felt that he had never hated his insignificance like this moment.

Hearing this exclamation, Mo Ya tried her best to open her eyes, turned her head to the side, and finally looked at the young man tenderly without any concealment, her smile was light but blood-stained, like the flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River, blooming at the end. beauty of.Along with those shattered pieces of iron, accompanied by traces of light entering the hole, they finally hit the ground heavily.

Kneeling beside the young man, Bai Feng looked at the almost lifeless pale face, blurred into a black shadow bit by bit, he blinked his eyes, trying to see him clearly, but he felt the faintest traces of pain on his face. coolness.He didn't understand, why did it end up like this?He was even wavering, why did he have to be so willful?

Perhaps the young man's tears were too hot, and Nongyu, who was already weak, couldn't help being deeply moved. Tears welled up on her eyelashes. Could she still guard against this young man's ulterior motives?From the moment he broke in, his mind was clear, but this young man still didn't understand, or perhaps, he never would.

The ink crow lying on the ground was unconscious for a moment, he desperately opened his eyes, curled his fingers and moved, raised his fingers to the hole in the roof, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Look, Baifeng, the sky...the sky is already above your head , Use your greatest strength to fly!"

"It turns out that there is no way of life reserved at all!" I actually used my bow and arrow to shoot through the iron plate.Angrily, Ji Wuye dropped the bow and arrow in his hand, and grabbed the iron railing, his eyes were violent, as if he were a beast that wanted to bite human flesh and blood.

"Such a cage is very suitable for you, General." Mo Crow hooked his lips, the corners of his pale mouth were stained with red blood, sarcastically.

"I'm going to cut you alive!"

Another round of iron arrows was being prepared, aiming at the middle of the cage. Mo Ya looked at the young man and hissed, "Go!"

The dream that seemed to be left on the young man was finally awakened. Looking at those deep eyes, which flowed with deep-seated emotions that he could not understand, the young man was startled.Standing up, Bai Feng came back to his senses and knew that this was an opportunity for Mo Crow to sacrifice his life, so he must, must escape, he told himself in his heart.

Bai Feng jumped up vigorously and flew into the air. Seeing that he was very close to the entrance of the cave, but there was no next point to use his strength, his body began to slowly descend.After all, Mo Ya must live up to his painstaking efforts, Bai Feng thought, but his heart felt unprecedentedly peaceful, maybe it would be good to die here together, at least Mo Ya would not be alone.

While thinking about it, he turned his head and glanced at the young man lying on the ground, but just in time to see the young man gently sending a feather, as thick as ink.Instinctively tap lightly, the boy's figure has disappeared behind the small hole in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Ji Wuye looked back and opened the cage, raised his sword and went forward to chase Baifeng, but was restrained by the black crow.Ji Wuye slashed down with his sword in fury, but Mo Crow turned into countless black feathers, knowing that his strength was running out, Mo Crow made a few quick dodge attacks, and even Ji Wuye didn't react to resist.

Finally, after pushing Ji Wuye's back with his knees up and seriously injuring him, Mo Ya felt that his inner strength was exhausted, and he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.There was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, there was no longer the boy in front of him, but at the moment when his consciousness gradually and completely left his mind, all the past memories of growing up with the boy flashed before his eyes like a flash of lanterns.

When we first met, I stubbornly gritted my teeth and said nothing, but my eyes were amazingly bright; when I grew up, I was confident and proud, and always competed with myself unyieldingly; every time I teased and teased, my beautiful face flushed red; A soft, slightly warm temperature on the lips.

His little phoenix is ​​finally free to find his own sky.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more gentle. After thinking about it, the young man couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: Originally, I wanted to write this paragraph of quiet torture, but after writing it, I felt that it was not right. I am really sorry, Mo Ya...