Huangluo Kyushu

When Mo Lian woke up, the first thing she saw was a dazzled and gorgeous face, but such a delicate and beautiful face was full of exhaustion to the bone.Mo Lian opened her mouth, but her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't speak.

Liao Luan helped him up, patted his back, and fed Mo Lian some water.Mo Lian closed her eyes with peace of mind, the feeling Daolan gave him was always so warm and reliable, as if it was his salvation, this kind of physical and mental joy and relaxation was never given even by Mo Han.

Mo Lian couldn't even believe what the future would look like without Liaolan. In a sense, Daoluan was like Mo Lian's shadow, silently taking care of him and giving him care. Liaoluan knew him very well. What Mo Lian needs, also knows what Mo Lian desires.So for Mo Lian, even without Mo Han, he couldn't live without Liaoran.

In addition to the confusion, Mo Lian is such an important existence, the light he longs for, and his only salvation.

The body was still in hot pain, and the shameful part of the lower body had almost lost its intuition.This time, Liao Lun was too embarrassed to go to Mu Saren, he just asked Mo Yixiao to find the best wound medicine for Mo Lian, and treated Mo Lian's wound with a heartbroken face.

Mo Lian leaned against Yaoluan's arms, smiling softly, "It's good to have you here."

Dao Luan scratched Mo Lian's nose, and said in a rare mischievous tone, "Silly Huang'er, we are going to be together forever."

Mo Lian's smile spreads. Even though life is almost difficult now, Mo Lian will never be sad, because he still has confusion, and he still has the hope of supporting him to move forward. The person who cherishes and loves him never went far.

But Mo Lian didn't expect that the moment of icy cold and overwhelming despair would come so quickly.

After quietly recuperating for a few days, Mo Lian's body is mostly healed. It's not a big deal if it's just a superficial injury, but the wound on her wrist hasn't healed yet, and every time she turns it, she feels a piercing pain.

Liao Huan seems to be very busy these few days, he who used to stay by Mo Lian's side, but this time he disappeared the day after Mo Lian woke up.And Mo Yixiao, who always cared about him, did not show up this time either.

The blood-colored sunset overwhelmed the entire sky, carrying a hint of ominousness.Mo Lian became irritable for no reason, and felt very sad. Her intuition told him that something great was about to happen.

He hurriedly got up, wanting to find Liaoran, and let him comfort the difficult panic in his heart.

But he didn't expect that Xuanluan hurriedly ran to the Yicui Tower, his usually calm and charming face showed a bit of panic, and the red clothes were messed up on his body, dazzling as red as blood.

Liao Luan held onto Mo Lian tightly, and he said to Mo Lian, "Go, Mo Lian, hurry back to Prince Gong's Mansion! Go back and find Mo Han."

Mo Lian grabbed Liaoran's hand, trying to calm down Liaoran's panic, "I won't leave you! Tell me what happened?"

Daoluan grabbed Mo Lian's arm and dragged him out of the Yicui Tower, "Huang'er, I don't have time to explain to you now, you leave quickly, you will only get in the way."

Having you around will only get in the way...

Xiao Yu's last words were like a spell fused together with Liao's flustered and gorgeous face.

Although she didn't know what Xuanlu's intention was, Mo Lian knew that her current self would not be able to help him.He had to go back to Prince Gong's Mansion and ask Mo Han for a helping hand.

After rushing back to Prince Gong's mansion in a panic, Mo Lian realized that a group of soldiers on the street were rushing through the busy street, and the place they were going to seemed to be Yicui Tower.

Mo Lian's heart kept falling, he quickly ran back to Prince Gong's mansion, looking for Mo Han like crazy.At this time, Mo Han was sitting in the gazebo of Yinglianju, drinking tea leisurely.

Mo Lian stumbled and ran in front of Mo Han, and said to him in a panic, "My lord, please save Liaoluan, please save him."

Mo Han put down the tea set in his hand and glanced at Mo Lian's face inadvertently, "Why did I save him? Do you know what he did? How could I have the ability to save him if he assassinated my emperor, Mo Xi? "

Mo Lian was stunned, and he suddenly recalled the letter he had read before.The slender fingers sank into the palm.Having no other choice, Mo Lian plopped and knelt down in front of Mo Han, his head almost lowered to the dust, "Young Prince, Mo Lian, please, please save Liaoluan, if you save Liaoluan, then Mo Lian will take this I will pay you with one life."

Mo Han's gaze became a little cold for a moment, and his voice was freezing, "Mo Lian, your life is not rare, and I can't help you."

"Young Prince." Mo Lian still stubbornly knelt at Mo Han's feet.

"Mo Lian, I can't help you." His voice was careless and easy.

Mo Han knew that he was cruel to Mo Lian. If his love for Liu Muge was giving, then Mo Lian was giving to him without regard for anything in return.There is no one in this world who does not want to be loved, and no one does not enjoy being loved.Everyone hopes that there is someone who puts him in the most hidden position in his heart, which is a height that no one can reach.

What's more, since Liu Muge's accident, Mo Han has been too tired. For the girl he loves, he is almost exhausted physically and mentally. That's why he has been enjoying the love Mo Lian gave him. To squander Mo Lian's feelings, as if in this way, he can gain inner balance and relaxation.

Mo Lian was very kind to him, he knew it.Mo Lian has done a lot for him, and he knows it too.

Seeing Mo Lian's humble appearance, Mo Han's heart softened for no reason, and he also wanted to help him.But in just a moment, reason regained the dominance, and Mo Han knew he couldn't do this.

Liao Luan was the criminal who assassinated the emperor, and he couldn't cover up such a criminal, because behind him was the huge Prince Gong's Mansion, and his mother and his beloved woman still needed his protection.

Finally understanding Mo Han's thoughts clearly, Mo Lian raised his head and looked at Mo Han. He stood up for a long time, with deep despair in his eyes.It's as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and it's so gray that you can't see anything.

Mo Han didn't dare to look at Mo Lian again, that kind of eyes frightened him, made him flustered for no reason, this was the first time, this was the first time Mo Lian showed such despair to him like ashes .

Mo Lian turned around and ran out without hesitation, completely leaving Mo Han's call stuck in her throat behind.

Mo Lian found Daoluan at the bottom of that cliff, which was also the place where Daoluan picked him up, but now that the two meet again in this heavy and depressing place, they have changed roles.

Mo Lian hugged Liaolan tightly, regardless of Liaoluan's persuasion, and buried her head tightly in his arms, as if she was holding on to a life-saving straw.

Liao Luan sighed lightly and said, "Huang'er, why are you here?"

Mo Lian didn't know how many places he had searched, but he ran around in a daze, almost overflowing with anxiety in his heart.

When he saw the blood-red figure, his green eyes finally showed their brilliance, and his face was bleak, almost desolate.Mo Lian stared at him blankly, he had never felt dazzled that he was farther away from him than this moment, as if he would leave him soon.Liao Luan is still beautiful, it is beyond the beauty of ordinary people but also carries a sense of alienation that ordinary people cannot touch.

Mo Lian walked forward and hugged Liaolu tightly, this is the place where he met Liaoluan, at the edge of the cliff, where the light rain passed away, where he first learned about betrayal and hurt, he met Liaoluan .

Dazzling is his only salvation, the existence he can't let go of the most, and the reason to give him willfulness once.Mo Lian buried her head in Liaolan's arms as usual, his voice was a little choked up, "Liangluan, don't go."

Dazzled stroked Mo Lian's black hair, smiled, "Silly Huang'er, why don't you grow up?"

without me...

Of course, Dazzling will never say this to Mo Lian, because he understands how important he is to the young man.

"What exactly is Liao Luan, what else can you not tell me?"

Mo Lian's eyes trembled and shuddered, and Liaoran's unreasonable heart softened. He said softly, "When I ran away from home, why did you think I survived? The young master has long since disappeared into the dust of the years, leaving behind only the beauties covered in dust. Huang'er, why is it difficult for the country to change hands? It's just in my mind."

Mo Lian stared at Xuan Ran in surprise, and the beauty beside him stretched out her hand to him, as if chasing him back from the brink of despair every time, but this time, Lian Ran's voice pulled Mo Lian little by little like a spell. into the abyss of darkness.

"Huang'er, would you like to be with me?"

Like a sea-monster that charms a sailor, Mo Lian held Liao Ran's hand tightly, and the two people who were suffering from each other held each other tightly in their hands as if they were grabbing straws to save their lives.

"Why? Why are you so desperate? Why don't you go to the Eighth Prince, he will protect you, won't you?"

Facing the young man's innocent words, the slight sadness on Liao Lun's face completely dissipated, it was like seeing the sun rise brightly after the clouds and mists were lifted, his smile became more and more beautiful, and at the end, tears ooze out.

His voice was very low, but it was faintly desolate, "Huang'er, you said that I have a heart with seven apertures, but the ridiculous thing is that I can't understand anything."

After a pause, her dazzled and charming peach blossom eyes stared at Mo Lian's delicate and exquisite face, as if she wanted to see someone's shadow through him, "I thought he loved the alluring Mrs. Jinyan, However, I didn’t understand until now that he doesn’t love anyone, he only loves himself, and only those thousands of miles of land and supreme power.”

Mo Lian's body froze, and she couldn't speak anymore.Liao's voice hugged him tightly, "Huang'er, if I still have my life to live, then let's leave. I can't keep this hypocritical and flashy city anymore."

Mo Lian nodded resolutely, he and Liaoran exchanged a glance, ignoring the surrounding generals rushing forward, their cheeks had unprecedented determination.

Mo Lian never knew that the sharp blade was so crazily cruel when it entered the body. The Gu poison she had learned as a hobby, and the silver needle she carried with her for self-defense, had already turned into a sharp weapon that could kill her instantly at this moment.

At that moment, eyes were full of bright red, he and Liaolu were tightly leaning on each other, both of them had only one belief in their hearts, that is to survive and be redeemed in this crazy killing.

However, the reality is so ridiculous, God is like the most naughty children stubbornly refusing to listen to their humblest prayers.

After all, the strength of the two was meager. At the moment when Mo Lian was exhausted, a silver arrow struck him, and he closed his eyes peacefully to prepare for the grandest death banquet.

After waiting for a long time, she couldn't feel the pain of the arrow entering her body. The moment her green eyes slowly opened, Mo Lian saw the most terrifying nightmare in her life.

It wasn't until that moment that Mo Lian understood, redemption?How can one talk about redemption for those who are deeply trapped in darkness?Even the closest people will push them into the boundless abyss overnight, so what qualifications do they have to talk about salvation?

Covered in blood, he was safely protected behind him, just like every day and night in the past two years, the corner of his mouth was still smiling, but the tears in Mo Lian's eyes no longer fell down uncontrollably.

"Liaoluan!" The young man let out a low growl, suppressing countless indescribable emotions.It seems to be crying, it seems to be desperate.Such as resentment, such as admiration, such as weeping, such as complaining.That glamorous beauty, Dazzling, was now covered with blood, and large swaths of blood stains faded away, like red lotuses in full bloom.

The original enchantment has faded away, and what remains is loneliness, Xiao Ran and deep worry.

He said, "Huang'er, you have to live, you have to take my life and live well..."

Mo Lian burst into tears, and he said stubbornly, "No, I don't want to! I don't want to leave me confused! Don't you want someone to love you? Just let me be that person, okay? I love you, and you love me too, because we are the same person. What dancers, young ladies, royal gowns, love-hate entanglements, Mo Lian, Li Luo... nothing, from now on only Shanghuang and Liaoluan. We will leave this place together, go back to Xiliang and return to my mother’s country. We still have to do many, many things together, and we won’t be separated until our hair turns gray...Every day will be happy, and we will definitely be happy..."

Crystal tears kept hitting Luo Yuan's glamorous face. He listened to everything Mo Lian told, his eyes full of yearning.

If that's the case, the two of you together... that would be really great...

The corner of his mouth kept bleeding, and he said with a smile, "Silly Huanger, don't cry anymore."

Where else will you find someone who pampers you like me in the future?How can I let you go like this...

His hands gradually dropped down, those beautiful eyes were still full of worry, "Huang'er, don't forget what I told you..."

The beautiful eyes were finally closed, and Ren Molian didn't open them even after crying like this.

"Liaoluan!" Mo Lian shouted hoarsely, her beautiful green eyes filled with tears, "Why? Why?" He knelt down in the bright red and roared vigorously.

Boom, a bolt of lightning struck down.It lit up Mo Lian's mournful face, the heavy rain poured down, Mo Lian hugged Lianlan tightly, after a long time, he smiled, extremely enchanting and charming, from now on, there will be no more Mo Lian in the world, only Shang Huang will be left, Shanghuang, who continues the life of Dazzling...

The soldiers around had all retreated at some point, but Mo Lian didn't think or look at anything. He just hugged the already cold Lingluan tightly in his arms, as if he had grasped the whole world, stubbornly refusing to let go .

Until a pair of brocade black boots were reflected on his green eyes, the man's voice was difficult, he called Mo Lian's name in a low voice, Mo Lian raised his empty eyes, and laughed softly, " Are you satisfied now? Mo Yixiao..."

The Eighth Prince, who has always been gentle and gentle, had a rare panic on his face. He tried to snatch Xuan Xuan back from Mo Lian, but was stopped by Mo Lian's cold eyes.

Are you worthy?

The boy's cold eyes conveyed such a message.

Mo Lian's slender fingers gently caressed Liaoluan's beautiful face, his voice was as calm and hoarse as stagnant water, "Liaoluan wants me to tell you, whether it is Liluo or Liaoluan, they have always been stingy to say no to you. Now He gave you what you wanted, so you can let it go..."

"Mo Yixiao, in his next life, he only wishes to roam the world, but he will never see you again."

Mo Yi Xiaoru was struck by lightning and stood there dumbfoundedly looking at Mo Lian, as if she hadn't finished digesting Mo Lian's words.I only heard the young man's low laughter, "Liaoluan once told me that once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Not all mistakes will be forgiven. The ridiculous thing is that you have spent half your life to get it. The beloved has never held it in the palm of his hand and cherished it."

"Mo Yixiao, do you think that self-righteous gentleness can deceive Liaolu? How hypocritical those things are under the sincere concern! Tell me who do you love? Do you really love my mother?"

Facing the silent man in front of her, the hatred in Mo Lian's heart deepened, and the sharpness of her words was like a sharp knife piercing Mo Yixiao's heart.

"My noble Highness, in fact, you don't love anyone, you only love yourself, and love your boundless and beautiful country! So what if you have thousands of miles of country? Without someone who loves you, it's nothing but overwhelming despair and loneliness. "

After a pause, the young man's smile became more and more beautiful, "Mo Yixiao, I won't leave, I will stay here, and I will watch the overthrow of your Moxi Dynasty instead of Liaolan, and watch you, a young emperor, taste everything. Betrayal and loneliness, I will watch, I will always watch..."

Mo Lian stood up, he hugged Liaolan tightly, and walked past Mo Yixiao, as if he was air, so tiny that it was not worth mentioning.

Since that incident, Mo Lian has disappeared, neither Mo Han nor Mo Yixiao can find him.

No one knew where he went until one day a month later.Mo Lian, who was dressed in red like blood, appeared in Prince Gong's Mansion with a bewitching smile and all kinds of charming styles.

At the moment when he saw Mo Lian, Mo Han thought he saw Xuan Lun, but when he looked carefully, he found that Mo Lian's light blue clothes were dyed as bright red as flames by blood, as if covered with a blood-colored clothes.

Since then, the city of Shangjing has fully awakened from the previous panic, and the luxurious and sluggish imperial capital has boiled again. Although there are no beauties dazzled in red, there are more blood-clothed young masters of Shanghuang, and Shanghuang who is deeply chaotic. Young master, flaunting his charming style and mingling in the boundless darkness.

Han Xi and Mu Saren would naturally know about such a big event in Shangjing, but it was already too late when Han Xi arrived.Looking at Mo Lian, who was dressed in red like fire, Mu Saren just said lightly, "Is the collapse of faith? Now he is really not afraid of anything..."