Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

The fiery clouds in the sky stretch for thousands of miles, and they are extraordinarily gorgeous and magnificent. They are the sunset brocade embroidered by the Weaver Girl in the sky.

Qin Mu was surrounded by more than 100 masters in the center with a radius of more than three feet. Dozens of officers and soldiers had already died under his sword.

His hair was disheveled and his eyes were scarlet, especially against the background of his fair skin, his bloodthirsty eyes were surrounded by layers of blood mist like a madman.

He heard the sound of the arrival of the carriage, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a sick man in a fine attire getting off from the luxury carriage. His head hurt violently, and he immediately looked away.

Seeing Qin Mu's situation from a distance, Fu Liang felt piercing pain, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed violently, and even dizzy from time to time, as if he would die completely in the next moment.

"Your Highness, he doesn't seem to know you anymore, why don't we go back?"

The little eunuch supported him and said softly, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

"If you want to go back, go back, I won't go."

Fu Liang pushed the little eunuch away, wanting to walk into the encirclement alone.

"I can't help it..." the little eunuch worried in a sharp voice, "Your Highness, that's a madman."

Qin Mu took a deep breath, and pointed his sword point at Fu Liang in the distance: "You guys are so noisy! And... who are you calling a lunatic?"

Seeing that the sword was pointed at him, the little eunuch shut his mouth firmly immediately.

Fu Liang walked slowly into the encirclement without his support. The officers and soldiers did not dare to stop him, so they had to concentrate more and try their best to protect Fu Liang's safety.

"Qin Mu, do you still know me?"

Fu Liang walked towards him slowly.

Qin Mu's sword pointed at his heart, and his head hurt instantly. He wrinkled his nose, resisted the pain and said, "I don't know, who are you?"

It's over, how can this be said?

Fu Liang wanted to confess his true identity, that is, he was an outsider who was brought into this plane by the hateful system...

But Qin Mu's current memory is messed up, who knows if he can understand, and if he knows that he is actually an outsider.

"Uh, Qin Mu...cough cough..." Fu Liang raised his hand and coughed twice, and asked tentatively, "Do you know Song Jingyuan?"

At the same time, Fu Liang felt his heart beating uncontrollably.

"Xiaojing?" Qin Mu frowned hard, and blurted out.

Fu Liang's eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "Do you remember?"

"I seem to have heard someone mention it." Qin Mu raised his left hand, clenched his fist and smashed his head vigorously, angrily said, "But I don't like this person."

Uh……

Not only did the name not remind Qin Mu of anything, but it made him even more mad. Fu Liang swallowed cautiously.

Qin Mu's blood-red eyes looked straight at Fu Liang, and Fu Liang couldn't see any trace of familiarity in his eyes, except for the cold killing intent.

He plucked up the courage to take a step towards Qin Mu, and his heart just hit the tip of the sword...

"Don't come here..." Qin Mu took a step back unconsciously, gritted his teeth as if he was afraid of hurting him, and said angrily, "One step closer and I'll kill you."

His heart was throbbing for no reason. He had never felt so uncomfortable in the past few months. Even if he was suffering from amnesia, it was more of a headache than a heartache.

"Qin Mu, do you remember this king?" Fu Liang stood still and looked into Qin Mu's eyes happily, "Think about it again, you said that you would be with this king for the rest of your life... Have you forgotten?"

Qin Mu was panting heavily from the headache, and many fragments flashed through his mind. Among those fragments, the one that appeared most frequently was a young man in a snow-white satin robe, but he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

He accidentally caught sight of Fu Liang's white robe from the corner of his eyes, his memory seemed to be a little clearer, and his eyes filled with blood mist were also clearer, he felt that Fu Liang was the young master in his memory.

Fu Liang saw that the thick mist and blood in his eyes seemed to have dissipated, so he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Do you still remember that you said you wanted to take me away from Bianliang? Now I promise you that we will leave Bianliang together." Liang, go far away so that they can never find us, okay?"

The officers and soldiers watching looked at each other, not knowing whether Fu Liang's words were expedient measures, or the truth, if it was the truth... If they lost the prince, how would they go back and explain it?

The little eunuch also raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat nervously, completely uncertain about what might happen next.

The orange-red sunset hung over the top of the mountain, and the blurred light of nostalgia shrouded the two of them. Qin Mu's eyes looking at Fu Liang were a little more gentle under the atmosphere of the setting sun.

Fu Liang couldn't help smiling at him. He believed that as long as he worked a little harder, Qin Mu would be able to remember him.

Unfortunately, a crisp sound of "Kang Dang" interrupted his thoughts, and he looked down, and it turned out that the leather dagger he had given to Qin Mu had dropped...

At this moment, the cold sword in Qin Mu's hand also pierced his chest...

Fu Liang: Damn it.

Because of the accidentally dropped dagger, Qin Mu instinctively thought that Fu Liang was plotting something wrong, and the sword in his hand was unknowingly handed out faster than thought...

The heartbeats of the officers and soldiers stopped for a moment almost at the same time, and then they rushed forward, but Fu Liang raised his hand to stop them, and they had to stand still again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." The little eunuch covered his mouth with both hands, kneeling on the ground with frightened knees, tears streaming down his face.

A lot of blood froth came out of Fu Liang's mouth. He knew that his life was not long. In fact, it was a "deserved death" to die under Qin Mu's sword. His regret was that he failed to complete the task and let Qin Mu know that he also liked it. He, failed to return to reality with Qin Mu...

Thinking about it this way, there are quite a lot of regrets... Then wouldn't he die in the ICU bed with regrets.

Fu Liang suddenly felt reconciled. It turns out that people really can't have any worries, otherwise they will die easily.

The moment his body fell down, Qin Mu rushed forward and hugged him. Fu Liang saw the affection in his eyes, heard his heart-wrenching breathing, and understood that Qin Mu really thought of him. awkward moment.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Qin Mu breathed heavily and choked with sobs. His tears broke the embankment instantly and gushed out of his eyes unscrupulously.

Fu Liang raised her hand, wanting to touch his cheek, wanting to tell him that what he said just now was the truth, and he was willing to go with him, to the ends of the world, because he also liked him very much.

But the rising blood blocked his throat, and his consciousness was lost very quickly, and his right hand fell lightly after he raised it halfway.

Qin Mu hugged him with one hand and covered his heart with the other, buried his head in his arms and cried loudly, unaware that the danger was approaching.

At this time, an officer and soldier indifferently drew his sword and pierced Qin Mu's heart. Qin Mu felt heartache, but the feeling was far less than the pain of losing his beloved. As you wish.

The officer and soldier turned and left after drawing his sword. He was the emperor's shadow guard, and no one dared to criticize his actions.

The sunset is beautiful, like blood, shrouded in the valley, quiet and peaceful, Qin Mu's arms hug Fu Liang tightly, they are like beautiful sculptures, wrapped in the tenderness of the dusk, from now on no one can hold them together separate.

"Negative and negative are positive, and the death of the two together counts as HE."

Such a sentence popped up on the laptop screen, and Fu Liang was stung by this line of words as soon as he opened his eyes, and his thoughts were still in Qin Mu's place.

At this time, the door was closed with a "bang", and Fu Liangxun bowed his head. The beds in the dormitory are all double-purpose iron frame beds, with the bed on top and the desk on the bottom.

He saw a boy who looked exactly like Song Jingyuan and Qin Mu walk in. The boy was wearing a black T-shirt and was holding a bottle of Coke in his hand. He didn't seem to see Fu Liang's eyes, and put his phone in his fart pocket.