Zhuzi show off

Gong Xi put away the money Xiao Mo gave him back, then got up and moved his hands and feet: "This king wants to go out to enjoy the wind and snow outside the house, do you want to come together, baby?" Come over and take a look.

Xiao Mo was greasy, shaking off the goosebumps all over his body, then glanced at the wind and snow outside the house, and shook his head: "You go to weather the wind and frost by yourself, the warmth and warmth indoors are more suitable for me."

Gong Xi sighed pretendingly: "This is really a pity, I wanted you to experience the ultimate happiness in the world while bathing in the wind and snow, my darling."

"Hehe, is it?" Then I can't go with you!

Being reminded by Gong Xi, Wei Wensheng's crooked thoughts were hooked again, just as he was thinking about going to fight with Xiao Mo for [-] rounds as soon as Gong Xi left, someone suddenly pulled his arm.

Xiao Mo pushed Wei Wensheng, who was still obsessed with obscenity, to Gong Xi: "Please, King Yonghe, bring Master Wei to enjoy the snowstorm. I am worried that if you stay in my room for too long, you will suffocate Master Wei's brain." Broken." Looking at Wei Wensheng's expression, he knew what Wei Wensheng was thinking, how could Xiao Mo keep this evil?

Under Wei Wensheng's extremely loathing and disgusting eyes, Gong Xi put his arms around Wei Wensheng's shoulders: "I will follow my darling's will." As they spoke, the two brothers dragged Wei Wensheng out of Xiao Ink's house.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and asked He Bao to come in and tidy up the scattered cards. After a simple dinner, he planned to lean back in the chair and read a book for a while, but he couldn't concentrate at all after being bored in the room all day. After thinking about it, he decided to ask He Bao to bring him a thick hood, and he also went outside to "appreciate" the wind and snow.

Xiao Mo called He Bao in the room, but no one responded after calling four or five times. He frowned and looked outside, only to feel that there seemed to be a fire under the window. Xiao Mo was startled, and immediately got up and rushed to the room. The door, but the door was locked from the outside!

Xiao Mo didn't even think about it, so he slammed his body into the wooden door. The wooden door of the farmhouse was also not strong. Xiao Mo slammed it five or six times with all his strength, but it was actually knocked open.

The moment the door was knocked open, scorching air rushed towards his face, Xiao Mo hastily dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the flames engulfing the heat wave.

Under the window, more than a dozen bundles of firewood used by the farmers for the fire were all burned at this moment, and the house that was only made of mud and straw was quickly swallowed by the fire.

Seeing that he was about to be buried in the flames with the house, Xiao Mo's brain was running fast, and he turned around to get a quilt that hadn't been lit yet, wrapped it around himself, and ran out of the house as fast as possible.

As soon as he ran out of the room, Xiao Mo hurriedly threw away the quilt that was already covered in flames, but before he could breathe out, he suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of his neck.

Just before he fell into a coma, Xiao Mo heard a familiar voice ordering coldly above him: "Drag away!"

Xiao Mo was not in a coma for too long. When he woke up, it was still dark and the snowstorm was still going on.

His body was so cold that Xiao Mo's nerves began to numb, but he could clearly judge that he was being dragged uphill, and besides himself and the person who dragged him, there was another sound of stepping on the snow beside his ears. , that is to say, there is a person next to him.

Xiao Mo opened his mouth, and cold air poured in, which immediately caused Xiao Mo to cough reflexively.

The coughing sound must have attracted the attention of the other two, and the familiar voice that Xiao Mo had spoken to before he passed out sneered:

"I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly."

Xiao Mo frowned, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are you taking me?"

"We'll be there soon." After the other party replied briefly, he began to urge the person who dragged Xiao Mo away again.

Xiao Mo would like to thank this snowstorm, otherwise he would have been so brutally dragged all the way, his body would already be full of scars, and now there is thick snow under his body as a cushion, except for the cold, Xiao Mo did not feel much pain .

The other party did not lie to Xiao Mo, as expected, their destination arrived after a while.

With the light of the snow, Xiao Mo saw clearly that this was a cliff, and the chilly wind blew Xiao Mo from all sides of the cliff, making Xiao Mo cold from the outside to the inside.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, there are thousands of ways to kill me, you really don't need to go through so much trouble." Xiao Mo's teeth were chattering when he spoke.

Cheng Zhiyuan chuckled: "You don't seem to be surprised that I want to kill you at all."

"Actually, Qin Qing told me that he returned from northern Xinjiang that day, and he seemed to see you stabbing me in the back in the chaos."

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Since you know I'm going to kill you, why don't you keep me by your side to assist you in handling government affairs?"

"I thought Wei Wensheng would restrict you to a certain extent." Of course, this is not the real reason. The real reason is that I will not kill or let go anyone who looks like the target of the mission.

Cheng Zhiyuan let out a sneer: "You know, I tried to put you at a disadvantage twice and three times because of Wen Sheng."

Xiao Mo thought to himself, he naturally knew that Wei Wensheng was the reason why Cheng Zhiyuan killed him, but this was only one of them!

"Do you dare to say that you are not greedy for power? The feeling of ruling all the political power in the country should not be bad, right?" Xiao Mo grinned, but the corners of his stiff mouth could not form a qualified smile, "Don't use Wen Sheng as an excuse , Maybe Wei Wensheng was indeed the direct cause of your killing me, but in the final analysis, it was you who were greedy for power and wanted to replace me and become the new ruler of Jing Kingdom!"

"You—" Cheng Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense!" He kicked Xiao Mo hard, and then ordered the person who was dragging Xiao Mo: "Throw him down!"

The man who was dragging Xiao Mo immediately took orders and kicked Xiao Mo off the cliff.

In a critical moment, Xiao Mo's stiff hands borrowed strength from nowhere, and he hugged Cheng Zhiyuan and the legs of the man who was dragging him one by one, thinking, if I die, I will also drag two people to be buried with me. You are not alone!

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mo, who was already frozen, could still move. Cheng Zhiyuan and his subordinates did not expect it. The cliff was full of ice and snow. The moment they fell off the cliff, the two of them also fell into the abyss.

Xiao Mo thought that he should surely die this time, but when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help being in a trance in combination with the glare of the ice and snow.

Will there be sunshine in hell?

Thinking about it, Xiao Mo took a deep breath of the cold air, then closed his eyes, adjusted to the blazing light for a while, and turned his head to look to both sides.

Less than two meters away from him, Xiao Mo found Cheng Zhiyuan and his subordinate. The two of them were lying or lying there without making a sound, as if they were dead.