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According to Baili's urgent agreement, Sikong Mo took off his heavy court clothes and put on a well-fitting one. Before the [-] troops returned to the court, he and Yu Moshu came to the hunting resort.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes broke the tranquility of the wilderness. Two figures galloped like the wind, passing through the boundless bushes one after the other, and soon disappeared in the deep green forest.

Pulling the stiff rope, he drove the horse under his crotch forward at a high speed.Seeing that the person who was a few years younger than him, who usually didn't move much, had left him far away, Yu Moshu frowned, with a complicated expression on his face.

Staring at the king who is known for his calmness, but at this moment he let go of all the burdens on his shoulders so easily, more free and easy than himself wandering around, the corners of Yu Moshu's mouth uncontrollably twitched.However, it didn't last long - as long as he thinks of that person who has been playing the role of a wise and wise emperor in the intricate court, Yu Moshu only feels a pang of soreness in his heart.

Because of the frankness that has been treasured and has not been used up, which is revealed in front of my eyes inadvertently.

After all, how long will it be suppressed?

Although, he is very clear that some things are predestined and caused by character...

However, he still kept asking himself.

After all, how long do you have to suppress yourself, and how much do you have to pay for the court before you are willing?Is that enough?

Riding the mount that has been with him for many years──Ye Shi, Yu Moshu followed behind the somewhat 'forgetful' king, making sure that the distance between them was far away, and that he could fully cope with all emergencies range.

Sikong Mo was indeed a little carried away, but it was no wonder, because he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Since he ascended the throne at the age of nine, he has been locked in Tianxie's palace.Working at sunrise every day and resting at sunset, dealing with tedious political affairs and many courtiers, even if he really wanted to take a break, there would be no chance.Taking advantage of Yu Moshu's troubles this time, it really gave him a reason to mess around before returning to the palace.

At least, at this moment, there are no rules that bind his hands and feet, restricting his every move, every word and deed; there are no civil and military officials, who are endlessly submitting memorials from various places waiting for him to deal with; The fulfillment of the wish bit him tightly, tormenting him—he knew that it was actually easy to relax as long as he didn't think about it.

However, most of the time, people are so unable to control themselves!

As soon as he relaxes his tense nerves, that person's figure will break in without warning, occupying his mind and lingering on it!

That person has, for nearly 14 years, never appeared in front of me...

Even though she knew that he had been helping her secretly, she still couldn't see him again.If you want to see him, you don't just rely on rumors, but you want to feel his breath clearly and prove with your own eyes that he has indeed lived a good life these years.

There is no slight difference!

hiss

Suddenly, a fire-colored ball fled past, the frightened horse raised its upper body, and kicked its front hooves in the air...

Due to being too immersed in his own thoughts, Sikong Mo didn't react for a while, and was slightly stunned for a while.

But in such a situation that cannot be sloppy at all, how can he allow the slightest delay?

Seeing that the person riding on the horse was about to fall off the horse, Yu Moshu, who was far behind, raised his heart in his throat. The first thing he thought of in his panic was to shout "be careful", and then quickly rode his horse to the people in crisis.

Called by Yu Moshu behind him, Sikongmo immediately collected his mind and concentrated on dealing with the steed below him.The slender legs tightly clamped the horse's belly, and the hands did not dare to relax at all, holding on to the reins tightly to prevent being thrown off if one was not paying attention...

After doing this several times, Sikong Mo was exhausted.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the frightened horse finally stopped.

Sitting on the horse with lingering fear in his heart, the fluctuation in Sikong Mo's heart hadn't completely calmed down when he heard a piercing sound from behind.Turning his head reflexively, his eyes suddenly widened──

On the open space ten steps away, the young man sitting upright on the horse frowned tightly, squinting his eyes and looking at the still stiff back, his pale face became even more gloomy.

The hand with well-articulated bones slowly moved downwards, toward the quiver filled with feathered arrows.

The eyes overflowing with ice and cold, narrowed slightly, forming a sinister arc, the eyes full of gloomy and prey light, quickly flashed a touch of chill.

Damn!

He cursed in his heart, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a while.

Take the arrow, draw the bow, draw the string, aim, release──

Whoosh!

A gust of wind has already whizzed by, carrying the power transmitted from the bowstring, straight to the back of the calm king, and launched rapidly──

"Ah──!"

A sharp cry, accompanied by the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, startled the birds all over the forest, and they fled from the branches one after another, away from the forest that was no longer peaceful.

Turning his head stiffly, Sikong Mo's mind trembled, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

I saw that less than five steps away from myself, the feathered arrow that had grazed my temple in a dangerous way had already pierced through the chest of the masked man in black clothes, overflowing on the dust. Scarlet liquid!

That person seemed to be as suspicious as he was, his eyes widened and his body twitched.However, as time passed bit by bit, blood gushed out along the wound bit by bit, and he could no longer move a bit.

what on earth is it?Sikong Mo was puzzled and couldn't help turning around to ask Yu Moshu.

The latter had already seen through his thoughts, rode his horse to his side, and nodded slightly, "King, please move." Jian Min's ears moved slightly, and he already felt the danger approaching.

The complexion sank a little more, Yu Moshu's complexion at this time was not just ugly?

Sensing the sullenness emanating from him, Sikong Mo stopped asking questions, nodded and drove the horse to the side quickly, so that the other party could solve the trouble as soon as possible; on the other hand, it also reduced the burden on the other party.

Looking around the surrounding environment, Sikong Mo turned around and came to a towering tree that could only be surrounded by four adults, and stopped in his tracks.Turning around again, entrusting my back to the thick tree trunk.And in front of him──oh, of course he is at ease handing over to that general Luo who can walk through Yang with a hundred steps!

Looking at the stubborn king who refused to leave, the general only felt a headache.He untied the saber from the horse, turned around and threw it to the man who didn't have any self-defense items, and he slowly pulled out a soft sword hidden in his belt.

Concentrate on the challenge!

Among the green leaves, the rustling sound became more and more intense, and the young king was protected between the tree trunk and himself, and the face of the brave general was condensed.

With his back to the general he trusted so much, the young king who met the assassin for the first time did not see that the general standing with a sword had already distorted a handsome face, full of bloodthirsty and cold color.

He, known as Yan Luo on the battlefield, never shows any kindness to the enemy!

Tightening the hilt of the sword in his hand, Yu Moshu looked coldly at the masked men in black swarming towards him from all directions, and when he moved his feet, he jumped up and faced the swarms of enemies.

Ding──the weapons made countless sounds in the air.

The many people in black didn't get the slightest benefit, but retreated steadily under the soft sword like a snake.

Seeing that the number of people standing on the ground gradually decreased and became people lying on the ground and could no longer get up, Yu Moshu's subordinates did not hesitate at all.The enemy's blood splattered, staining the snow-white clothes red, and the whole body was soaked in blood in an instant.

Putting the long sword for body protection across his body, Sikong Mo stared at not far away. Among the black crowd, there was only a touch of whiteness—that person, even if he was surrounded by thousands of troops, he would still be One of the brightest and most prominent of them all.

The number one major general of Tianxie, born with pride!

Never, don't know what it's like to fail!

Among the many courtiers, he is the most trusted by Sikong Mo, but he is also...

The one he worries about the most!

The opposing sides fell into a fierce battle, and the breeze was gradually stained with thick blood.

Too many fights, but also to prevent the people who are isolated in front of the tree from being affected in the slightest. People who were originally comfortable have gradually found it difficult.

Watching the battle that showed no signs of stopping, Sikong Mo was extremely anxious, but he couldn't help him a little bit.In addition to being powerless, I also felt a trace of guilt.Perhaps, he really should have listened to Xiao Yu just now and returned to the barracks first.At least, it is possible to bring in reinforcements for those who are fighting alone...

However, it is too late to say anything now.

Now, the only thing we can do is to protect ourselves and not let those who are fighting with all their strength be distracted.

Holding the slightly hot hilt tightly, Sikong Mo stepped back, leaning his back against the tree trunk to prevent himself from being attacked.

The only thing he has to do now, the only thing he can do for Xiao Yu, is to protect himself!

protect yourself!

Biting his lower lip tightly, Sikong Mo kept reminding himself not to let the person who desperately protects him add any more burden...

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his heart, unable to explain what it was for, Yu Moshu suddenly felt a little ominous in his heart.Involuntarily, he glanced behind him. He thought it was just to confirm that Sikong Mo was fine, but who knows, this glance almost made him unable to hold the sword in his hand!

Under the shade of the tree, I saw that slender man holding a saber in both hands, with a nervous expression on his face.He looked around with alert eyes, not letting the enemy take advantage of it.However, with no actual combat experience at all, he completely ignored that the top of him, in the thick green leaves, was also the best place for the enemy to make a surprise attack.

In addition, the scene was in chaos, and the sound of too much fighting overwhelmed the subtle sounds above Xiao Mo's head.Xiao Mo is a person who doesn't know any martial arts at all, so he can't care about the movements above.

However, when did that black figure make his move?

How could I be so careless that I let someone who rarely had the opportunity to travel get into such a predicament? !

Damn it!

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Just a momentary distraction, and it was inevitable to get a heavy blow on the shoulder.

The sharp blade cut through the blood-stained cloth, cut through the flesh and blood, and brought out bloody flowers, which soaked half of the shoulder.

Yu Moshu didn't cry out for pain, he cursed a few times in his heart, gritted his teeth and held back.Taking a deep look at the person who didn't know the danger was approaching, he raised his voice and angrily said: "Xiao Mo, be careful up there!" While shouting, he didn't dare to neglect at all.He tried his best to deal with the man in black who had surrounded him without knowing when, so that he could rush to the person he cared about as soon as possible and protect him.

After receiving Yu Moshu's reminder, Sikong Mo raised his head and looked up──

"...!" Gasping for breath, Sikong Mo's eyes widened sharply, and he couldn't move for a moment.

Above his head, a man in black with a sword flew towards him like an arrow from the string.In his hand, there was a sharp knife that was extremely sharp.As if frozen by the cold sword energy, countless thoughts flashed through Sikong Mo's mind, but he forgot to dodge!

The sharp sword went straight to the heart of the last person, and Yu Moshu ignored the red liquid still gushing from his shoulder, and did not take any measures to stop the bleeding, and flied with his toes.

"No!" Xiao Mo, run away!

Seeing Sikong Mo's situation at the moment, Yu Moshu felt that his mind was torn apart!

The sharp point of the knife was actually only less than an inch away from that fair and slender neck!

Eyes reddened anxiously, Yu Moshu threw the soft sword in his hand to the ground, and the blade sank five points into the ground hard.With the resistance of the ground turning back, Xin Chang's figure flew to Sikong Mo's side in the blink of an eye with a hissing sound.

However, there was no chance to avoid the rapid decline of the men in black.

In a crisis, Yu Moshu gritted his teeth, and switched positions with the person facing the sword, with his unprotected back facing the enemy.

Puchi──

With a muffled snort, there was already a hole in his back.

Xiao Yu!

Looking in disbelief at the man in front of him gnashing his teeth and struggling, Sikong moved his lips, not wanting to say anything to Yu Moshu, but trembling uncontrollably.

Without giving him any space to think, Yu Moshu grabbed the point of the sword that pierced his chest with one hand, blocking the movement of the enemy behind him who wanted to draw the sword.The other free hand was holding Sikong Mo's sword hand, turned his body slightly, and sent it back!

There was another sound of 'Puchi──', and the scarlet liquid splashed.However, this time it belonged to the masked man in black.

Enduring the stinging pain of the wound, Yu Moshu turned around and kicked the enemy stabbed by him without saying a word.Among the screams, the 'click' of the broken sternum was clearly discernible.Apparently, Yu Moshu's kick did not have the slightest control, the eyes of the person lying on the ground widened, and blood vomited from the corner of his mouth.

After a while, there was no more movement.

Trouble, finally solved──Xiao Mo, you are safe...

Exhausted to the extreme, Yu Moshu's eyes blurred, and he knelt down on the ground slumped!

Xiao Yu!

Supporting the opponent's heavy body, Sikong Mo was at a loss.Although he has been in charge of life and death since he was nine years old, in fact, he has never encountered such a bloody scene.

Looking helplessly at the breach where blood gushed out continuously, Sikong Mo subconsciously reached out his hand to block it.However, no matter how hard he tried, the dark red liquid could still drip slowly to the ground through his fingers.

With slightly red eyes, Sikong Mo looked at Yu Moshu pleadingly, hoping that he would still be sober enough to teach himself what to do.

Biting his lower lip hard, Yu Moshu forced himself not to lose consciousness.Pulling away the hand that was pressing the wound lightly, he stretched out his hand to seal the nearby acupuncture points.Raising his head with difficulty, he said, "Xiao Mo, let's go back right away."

With his current condition, he was no longer able to cope with the surprise attack again.Staying here for a while, Xiao Mo will be even more dangerous.Only by rushing back to the camp as soon as possible, reuniting with the army, and entrusting Xiao Mo to them, can he feel relieved.

There is a wave of assassinations, and there is no guarantee when the second wave will come again.

Sikong Mo shook his head: Xiaoyu is still bleeding, he should find a place to stop the bleeding.The distance from the camp to here, Xiao Yu's blood will be shed!

"Your Majesty!" Yu Moshu changed his address, and his breathing became short of breath, "Please focus on the overall situation. Listen to Yu Moshu once, we must go back immediately."

Seeing his decisive face, Sikong Mo frowned and compromised.Pull up the man kneeling on the ground and help him sit on the horse.However, people who were seriously injured and lost too much blood were unable to support them anymore.Sikong Mo didn't hesitate anymore, he also got on the horse and sat in front of Yu Moshu.

Wrapping his arms around his waist, Sikong Mo glanced sideways at the dying man, and steered the horse back and forth at a gallop.

Xiaoyu, please support me!

As if sensing his inner thoughts, Yu Moshu's hands, powerlessly wrapped around his slender waist, tightened slightly. "Xiao Mo, don't worry. Before the world is unified, Yu Moshu is still reluctant to die. He can't die..."

Exhausting all the strength in his body, he murmured, Yu Moshu's eyes darkened, and he fell into endless darkness...