Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

The next reunion.

He waited for the opportunity, but he didn't expect that the little emperor wanted to kill Xiao Mo. He endured great joy, waited for a while, and came out after confirming that Xiao Mo had no strength to fight back.

Xin You walked to the couch and looked at Xiao Mo who was about to die without the strength to fight back.

With a sneer, he quickly tapped Xie Zao's acupuncture points, held the little emperor half in his arms, and pressed a pair of scissors he found from the room against the little emperor's neck. wrist.

Cutting the throat and dying is too cheap, he wants Xiao Mo to watch how cruelly he makes his lover slowly bleed to death!

At that time, it is estimated that the little emperor died, and Xiao Mo was about the same!He is really a good man, let this pair of fateful mandarin ducks die together!

"Since you killed my Crown Prince Lian, you can't survive now, then I will kill your lover right in front of your eyes!"

Xiao Mo's chest rose and fell violently, and his face suddenly turned pale. He said slowly, bleeding from the corner of his mouth:

"No! No... I killed Prince Lian... It's none of my business..."

Xin You looked fascinated at Xiao Mo's painful expression, and the sharp scissors were eager to try on Xie Zao's wrist:

"I just want to watch you suffer, are you in pain? Do you know how painful I am?"

Xiao Mo vomited a big ball of blood, and seemed to relax a bit, he tried his best to crawl to the little emperor: "No..."

Xin You didn't stop his movements, he was not afraid of Xiao Mo at all now, and he was very happy to appreciate Xiao Mo's movements like a dog crawling over to beg him.

"Why not?" Xin You said teasingly, while slowly lowering the scissors to cut a little blood on her wrist.

Xiao Mo watched the bloodstains swell, so he speeded up to crawl over reluctantly, and said slowly and weakly:

"If you kill... the little emperor, then you will die, why not coerce the little emperor to return to the dream country..."

"Why?" Xin You sneered, and kicked Xiao Mo to the ground, watching Xiao Mo lying on his side like a bereaved dog.

The corners of Xiao Mo's lips seemed to curl up, he struggled to support himself up with his hands, his chest was dripping down like a blood line from the dagger, he secretly gave Xie Zao a comforting look.

Xie Zao opened his eyes and silently looked at the wound on the man's chest, his eyes were red.

"I'll tell you a...secret!" Xiao Mo said in a tone, "Prince Lotus..."

When Xin You heard her lover's name, she seemed to be interested. Seeing that Xiao Mo hadn't stood up for a long time, his voice was so small that he couldn't hear it, and he bent down a little impatiently.

"Why...don't want...to live...to go back to Dream Country...?"

The blood line on Xiao Mo's chest became denser, and he stroked the dagger on his chest as if he couldn't take it anymore.

He went on to say: "Prince Lian's... hard work, why don't you... continue to develop Mengguo, he let you... live, not let you... come to die, you just ignore Mengguo, you have the face Go down and see... the prince..."

Xin You was shocked by these words, his face turned pale.

"Lian?" Xiao Mo finished speaking with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and with his hand on his chest, he pulled out the dagger fiercely, stabbing hard into Xin You's heart.

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (108)

The dagger was pulled out of the chest too quickly, the wound was unrestrained, and the hideous blood hole sprayed out warm and scarlet blood unimpededly, sprinkled tragically all over the sky.

Xie Zao's entire face was covered with warm blood, even his eyelashes were wet, and it was difficult to open them heavily.

It happened so fast that he barely reacted, he just felt that the blood was obviously only warm, but his soul trembled because of the scorching heat.

Xiao Mo's blow was quick and hard, the blade sank into Xin You's chest, and then leaned forward with all his strength.

Xin You was thrown off the couch, Xiao Mo's chest pressed hard against the handle of the dagger, it penetrated deeply into his entire heart, and Xin You died.

Nothing happened.

Xie Zao was still slumped on the bed, his Adam's apple twitched, as if scalded by the hot blood spilled on his face, or as if shocked by the sudden change, unable to react.

His vision was wet with blood, and the blood-red world was everywhere.

Xie Zao couldn't move, he wanted to take a look at Xiao Mo's state, but he could only wait, the death-like silence made his heart desolate, like a vast wilderness after heavy snow rolling, no trace of survival.

If it is said that he still firmly wanted Xiao Mo to die before, by now, his heart has become a mess, with regret, despair, and self-blame...

He had never hated himself so much.

He had never been so desperate before, the person he wanted to kill with his own hands saved him in the end, without any hatred.

why?

Xie Zao roared in his heart and asked himself.

It was obvious that he had made up his mind, but the man made him feel so soft and painful.

It took a long time for Xiao Mo to regain some strength, slowly opened his eyes, and with his pale fingers stained with dried blood, he pawed vigorously onto the blood-red wedding couch.

Xie Zao sensed the slight movement, and the tears flowed down like broken threads, washing the blood stains on the eyelashes, like a bloodstain.

Could it be Xiao Mo?

Is he still alive?

Xiao Mo's pale fingers kept pawing at the bed, then slid down feebly, the harder he tried, the faster the blood in his chest gushed.

He had a pale face, as if he didn't feel the pain in his chest, his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, he looked at the back of the boy on the bed without blinking, his eyes were lingering along the long black and soft hair Comb them one by one, as if you were combing a boy's hair with your own hands.

In civil marriage, the bride combs her hair before going out. The teenager has no parents, so he wants to comb it for him with his own hands, and welcome him as a companion for life and death.

Comb to the end.

Two combs of white hair and eyebrows.

……

He was afraid that he would not have the chance to grow old with the young man.

Xiao Mo sighed inwardly.

He kept moving his hands, and his pale, bleeding knuckles slid down weakly again and again, leaving overlapping bloodstains on the quilt.

The subtle and persistent movement sounded in Xie Zao's ears, but it seemed like thunder, and he was overjoyed, his eyes were red with grievance, it seemed that he didn't need to turn his head to look, he knew in his heart that it was Xiao Mo.

What followed was a long and difficult wait.

They are coming towards each other.

Xiao Mo was climbing hard, and climbed to Xie Zao's side.

Xie Zao was waiting hard, waiting for Xiao Mo to arrive.

In the name of love, I want to cuddle with you for life and death.

Xie Zao's heart trembled, feeling the slight scratching by the side of Xi's couch, every time it slipped, it was like an eagle breaking its wings and falling to the bottom of an abyss.

He had never seen a man in such a state of embarrassment, nor did he feel that time was so difficult to wait for. While waiting, his heart gradually shattered into petals, dripping with blood.

at last.

Xie Zao felt that the bed sank, and Xiao Mo finally climbed up.

Then there was another long silence.

Xie Zao waited, he was no longer afraid.

After a long time, Xiao Mo crawled over and rested his head on his back, his eye sockets became moist instantly.

He could clearly hear Xiao Mo's hoarse, bloody panting from his throat, and the thick blood wafting from the tip of his nose.

Xiao Mo said: "Ah...early, I'm here...it's okay. Don't... be afraid."

Xiao Mo stretched out his fingers to release Xie Zao's acupoints, and pressed his fingertips weakly on the acupoints, and it took him a long time to untie them.

Xie Zao immediately turned his head and hugged the man, tears streaming down his face, his eyes were red, like a child who did something wrong:

"I was wrong, Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo wanted to show a smile on his cheek, but he still couldn't, so he raised his hand with difficulty, and patted the child's shoulder comfortingly.

With trembling hands, Xie Zao took out the things on his body, quickly found the bottle containing the holy medicine, fed it into Xiao Mo's mouth, and sprinkled some on the wound on the man's chest.

When spraying the medicine to stop the bleeding, Xie Zao's hands kept shaking, and he couldn't spray it on the wound.

He was scared to death, there was not much medicine left in the medicine bottle.

He was crying with tears in his eyes, holding his trembling hand with one hand, and sprinkled it on the wound on his chest, biting his lip, closing his eyes and not daring to look at it, he saw that there were dense dull pains in his heart.

Xiao Mo's chest was completely unrecognizable from the fresh green color of his clothes, it was stained red by blood, the red was so dull, it made people feel desperate.

Simply, the blood on his chest finally stopped, maybe the medicine had taken effect, Xiao Mo propped himself up, and wrapped the trembling, frightened and crying child into his arms.

Xie Zao refused, he was afraid of touching Xiao Mo's wound.

Xiao Mo kissed the corners of the little emperor's red eyes, and gently and slowly wiped away the child's snot and tears.

Xie Zao choked up a little: "I'm sorry for you..."

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand to cover the corner of the little emperor's mouth, his expression was cold and indifferent:

"Hush... I owe this to Ah Zao. Besides, I actually lied to Ah Zao. When Ah Zao stabbed me, I used my internal strength to protect my heart. At that time, I was thinking of begging Ah Zao to be gentler." Go ahead, give me a little time.

I thought Ah Zao wouldn't live for long, so can you not kill me, leave me some time, and let me walk with Ah Zao. "

The man said slowly, even though he was covered in embarrassment and paleness, he still couldn't cover up his lofty and cold temperament like a mountain moon. His thick and slender eyelashes covered up the sadness and despair inside.

When Xie Zao heard the man say this, surprise flashed in his eyes. Does this mean that the man can still be rescued?

He got up and was about to run out, wanting to go back to the palace to call someone to rescue Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo gently squeezed the little emperor's hand, and shook his head: "Now it's too late, I pulled out the dagger, and I can't live anymore."

If he didn't pull out the dagger, he could still wait for rescue. Once he pulled it out, after so much painstaking effort, he would have been powerless for a long time.