[Basic three] Help, wait for me

Riding on Li Feisha, holding Zhao Yebai by the hand, leaning on the human flesh pad behind him, holding a silver scorpion in his arms.

Nan Jiu felt very comfortable and comfortable, leaving all the shameful things behind.At this time, I have to apply an old saying again - people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

Nanjiu can see it clearly. At this time of being poor and helpless, the nourishment of the past depends on the value, but how to improve the value?Then only when the morals flow, the money can come like water, as long as the meat is not lost, it can be done in any way.

When I feel happy, I have to hum a song or two.It has to be a good song that fits the mood of the moment and is appropriate to the hard work and pragmatism of our common people!

then……

"Today is a good day, and everything you want can come true. Tomorrow is a good day, and the time of Qianjin can't wait..."

With this opening, even the horse's back trembled three times.

Mo Zhichen frowned, "What kind of new revenge is this?"

Nan Jiu flicked her face, and said disdainfully, "Hey, what do you know about local tyrants? It's called national art. It best reflects the feelings of us working people!" Then he continued humming.

Mo Zhichen didn't say anything else, and Erma alone endured the noise that was close at hand, and it was time to exercise his mind.

At this time, the evening was getting closer, and the wind and sand in Longmen gradually rose, and the deep red glow fainted half of the sky, and their figures were wrapped in the dim yellow wind.

Tired of singing, Nan Jiu leaned against Mo Zhichen's chest, drowsy, blinked slowly and looked at the huge red sun in the sky, and asked behind him, "Mo Zhichen, the previous ones don't count. Does it count if you let someone go?"

It was rare for Mo Zhichen not to make a detour, and agreed to him straightforwardly, "This is an agreement with the little general, as it is." With a shake of the rein, Li Feisha stepped up, and they would arrive before dark. Go to the next station.

Nan Jiu adjusted his posture, chose a more comfortable angle to lean on, and then said, "Mo Zhichen, to be honest, you are not extremely bad, why is your reputation so bad?"

Mo Zhichen said with a smile, "How about Mo's reputation, you might as well talk about it first, the little general."

Nan Jiu carefully counted for him with his fingers, killing and arson, doing evil everywhere, being arrogant, conniving subordinates, being cruel and cruel... At the end of the count, ten fingers were not enough .

He raised his hands above his head and shook Mo Zhichen twice, "Look, there are so many items, I haven't finished counting them yet."

Slapping down the pair of paws that blocked his line of sight, Mo Zhichen asked, "How many items has the little general looked at these days?"

Nan Jiu thought about it carefully, not counting the ants and snails trampled on by horseshoes on the road, the two things of being defiant and doing evil everywhere can be established, and it is because Nan Jiu is defiant, the evil is coming to him.

Talked to him very sincerely, and Mo Zhichen then laughed out loud, praising him for his incisive summary.

He said, "Mo has been teaching for many years without any intention, and he has indeed done a lot of evil, but Mo has a clear conscience. I don't know if this is said, the little general believes it or not."

Nan Jiu didn't understand, she just looked up at him.

He raised his hand and stroked Nan Jiu's forehead, "Right and wrong, right and wrong, are all people's hearts. If you don't have a heart, you are evil, what should you do if you have a heart?"

Nan Jiu seemed to understand a little bit about these words, and if he wanted to commit a crime, there was nothing wrong with it.Thaks believed in these eight words, just like he always believed that it was because of these eight words that he forced the next-door master Wang to flee into the valley, kidnapped Mo Yu, and played the magic flute day and night to promote freedom and selfishness.

It's really sad.

After feeling melancholy for a while, he raised his head and pressed the hand on his forehead, and asked curiously, "People often came to kill you before?"

Mo Zhichen also pretended to count, "It's once every three days if it's less, every day if it's more."

Nan Jiu nodded. This frequency is the rhythm of hanging a knife in the bathtub even after taking a bath. The bounty card that moves alive is a big treasury that can run.

It's not easy being a villain.

"But you're the only one alive," he said.

Life matters, just kidding!I almost died too, okay!Worried, he confirmed again, "Are you really willing to let me go? Don't you worry about me going back to report?"

The people behind laughed, "The little general praised me as a white-footed silky, I remember it very clearly."

Nan Jiu's eyes rolled wildly. Apart from being thick-skinned, this man also held grudges.

"I made an appointment with the little general at that time, and I will not go back on my word. Momou is not afraid of the little general's report," he lowered his head, whispering softly, "Because before that, I will find you and turn you into a A fresh corpse."

The strong smell of blood in the words made Nan Jiu sit upright immediately in shock, and knew without turning his head that there must be a warm smile on the man's face at this moment.If you dare to look back, you will doubt whether what he said just now was a word of love.

The charm of the villain probably lies in this, which can make you fall into his gentle burden, and then give you a chill.As far as being ruthless, Nan Jiu couldn't do it, and he deserved to be played around by others.

In the next few days, apart from Mo Zhichen's occasional restless claws, everything was calm.

Running all the way, although he didn't suffer a bit, he was always exhausted. When he saw a white snowfield, Nan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I don't have to worry about my unbroken integrity anymore.

When I was excited, I sneezed hard.

Mo Zhichen shook out a snow-white fox fur with his backhand, put it on neatly, and wrapped the two of them together.

Nan Jiu felt cold all over, and shrank inward.

Feeling warm for a long time, he got up again and exclaimed, tsk tsk, rich people are different. He couldn't touch the fox fur with this texture in his previous life. How many little foxes would he have to kill to get a piece together? Ah, the rich are sinful.

Sure enough, the advertisement was right, there was no killing without buying and selling.However, without local tyrants, there would be no business. After all, he started to hate the rich again.

Mo Zhichen looked at his hopeless appearance, and piled fox fur on him, so that he could observe seriously and carefully.So much so that he was so engrossed in observing that he didn't even know where Mo Zhichen took him.

I just feel that the horse is walking slowly, but the scene in front of me is still as bright and dazzling as ever.

Mo Zhichen reined the horse suddenly, and asked what he asked half a month ago, "Where does the little general want to go in the future?"

Nan Jiu glanced around and felt that this place was really not impressive, so she shook her head honestly and said that she hadn't thought about it yet.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhichen laughed twice, hugged Nan Jiu across the waist, and threw Nan Jiu off the horse, "The little general just stand here and think about it."

In fact, the life of nurturing is quite nourishing, and there is nothing wrong with living with a local tyrant. Mo Zhichen can be forgiven for being the most expensive thing on the reward list, and his reputation can be slowly affected.

In short, the hopeless Nan Jiu felt a bit reluctant, after all, Mo Zhichen was the only person he knew.

Looking up at him, "You just left?"

Nan Jiu had an aggrieved expression on his face, as if Mo Zhichen had treated him badly.Suddenly, he carefully wrapped the rein that shined at night around his wrist, and put the whole brocade bag that was heavy at his waist into his arms.

Smiling and saying parting words, "This is what the little general deserves. Thank you for being with me along the way."

He pointed to an ice cliff behind Nanjiu and said, "Little general, go one mile forward and you will find the mighty camp of Kunlun. The little general has nowhere to go, so let's go back to the camp to rest."

Although he was smiling as usual, Nan Jiu could tell that the tone was flat and cold.

Unfortunately, he didn't intend to stay.Of course, he is just a jokester that he pays for, so it doesn't matter at all.

After tidying up, Mo Zhichen turned around on his horse and walked towards the vast snowfield.

Nan Jiu was still standing there blankly, beside Zhao Yebai, with Yin Guozi in his arms, in the vast snow, alone.

Sighing, the weather in Kunlun is really too cold, I don't know if the money he gave in his pocket is enough to buy a strong and warm fur coat.

He raised his hand and touched the snow-white horse, "Dabai, where are we going? I don't want to lose my dignity, what do you think?"

Dabai shook his head, rubbed against Nan Jiu's palm, and hummed softly.

"Why don't we go to Baling, where the war has not yet reached and the weather is warm, so we can go and see the peach blossoms on the peach hill."

Dabai gasped again, not knowing whether to agree or disagree.

The snow drifted endlessly, and the iron armor on his body was covered with a layer of frost. Without the big white fox fur to keep out the cold, it was icy against the clothes inside, and it was so cold to the bone.

Ahhhhhhh!

After sneezing several times in succession, Nan Jiu still paced back and forth within ten feet of the same spot, thinking resentfully:

Now back to the Kunlun camp, will he be punished for not completing the task?

If you don't go back to the Kunlun camp now, will you be punished as a traitor and left the alliance?

He rubbed his cold itchy nose, kicked the snow under his feet boredly, and dug out a shallow pit.

Dabai suddenly grabbed his wrist, growled and pulled Nan Jiu a few steps forward.Nan Jiu staggered, and was about to teach it angrily, but saw a burst of snow and dust rushing from the direction where the man disappeared.

Nan Jiu took two steps back, looking straight at the flying flying approaching, a sudden stop stopped in front of him, and then a snow-white fox fur enveloped his head like falling from the sky.

Nan Jiu was surprised, and opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say, and only condensed into a bunch of white mist in the cold wind.

Mo Zhichen fastened the brocade belt of fox fur for him, and patted away the broken snow that fell on his body with gentle movements.

Nan Jiu looked up and saw a white mist. Immediately, the man leaned over, and a really pretty face approached slowly. He pulled the brocade belt around his neck, and he was wrapped into his arms with one hand.

At this moment, Nan Jiu became a little flustered.

He said, "It's all Momou's fault, I forgot that the little general is afraid of the cold, the little general is not damaged by the cold, right?"

Nan Jiu hurriedly shook her head, but her nose itched again, and she sneezed heavily.

"Why...why are you back?"

"Come back and have a few words with the little general. If someone asks later, you can say that you were knocked out here when you were following me." He smiled, his tone soft and gentle, as if telling you to be cold. Dress, eat when you are hungry, remember to take care of yourself and don't worry me.

But Nan Jiu suddenly became cold. He was just afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so he came back to confirm.

He pushed Mo Zhichen away, and said with a chuckle, "Since the hero Mo is afraid of being followed, why did he let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Mo Zhichen said indifferently, "If the little general follows me, of course Mo will be overjoyed. After listening to the little general's heartfelt words, he naturally decided to cherish this life. Except for the little general, everyone else will become Corpse."

Nan Jiu felt a stagnation in her chest, and wanted to ask him why Du Du was so magnanimous to him, but she also felt that it was too abrupt, and she didn't know where to start, so she flattened her mouth.

Mo Zhichen smiled and picked up a stray strand of Nan Jiu's hair, followed it to the end, and said as if he saw through it, "Seeing that the little general feels kind, I am naturally happy in my heart, so that's why."

Nan Jiu felt that this man was indeed very arrogant.

His voice suddenly softened, like a warm current, with a bit of ambiguity in his laziness, "Actually, Mo just wanted to ask the little general's name."

Nan Jiuyi was in a trance and told him, "Nan Jiu, seven, eight, nine of nine."

Mo Zhichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out an exclamation of interest, Nan Jiu... After staring for a moment, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed his lips.

There was a coolness soaked in wind and snow on the lips, but when it fell, it was the color of spring that had melted, there was no extra teasing, just a light touch, but it made Nan Jiu feel hot on his lips, and his heart was also churning endlessly.

After a while, Mo Zhichen left his lips, and said with a gentle smile, "From now on, I'll call you Ah Jiu."

Afterwards, he only saw Mo Zhichen's lips moving up and down, but he didn't hear a word of what he said, until he raised his hand again and hit Nan Jiu on the back of the neck.Nan Jiu went from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, from his internal organs to his limbs, until he was dumped on the icy snow, watching him ride his horse and disappear into the white snow, he still echoed that "Ah Jiu" for a long time.

It is so familiar, every word, every intonation, every pause is exactly the same, if you listen to it again, you will probably tremble uncontrollably.

At the last moment before his consciousness became blurred, he actually wanted to cry.

Mo Zhichen, which Mo Zhichen do I take you for?

Mo Zhichen walked up to the horse alone, he was the only living creature in the vast snow.The horseshoes are still used by land travellers, and there is no time to replace them. He was galloping on the snow field and slipped dangerously, so he could only slow down.

Looking back at the road when he came, the sky was full of wind and snow, and he was no longer seen.

I don't know how long it will take to knock him out there, and whether it will be really frozen to death.

This little general is really interesting, something I have never seen before.Dare to fight against him, bicker with him, and love money like life, no matter how much you tease him, you always have a smile on your face.

She complained all the way that she wanted to break up with him, but when she really wanted to say goodbye, her face was full of grievances, like a discarded animal.

Let him be inexplicable, a little concerned.

So I couldn't help but go back and look for him again, and saw that he was still standing there, not knowing what he was thinking, only shivering from the cold.The moment he looked up at him in a daze, his eyes were filled with mist, and he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to hug him tightly.I want to continue flirting and bickering with him, I want to hear him sing ugly but cheerful songs again, I want to hold his waist again, I want to kiss his lips again...

Want to know his name, want to take him away.

But he can't, he is a majestic general, the sunshine in the depths of the darkness that he can't touch.If he tarnishes his reputation selfishly, he will no longer be able to live in peace with his arrogance.

He had to be knocked unconscious, if he was allowed to wander around, he would not be able to protect him, and he would definitely encounter the villain squad that set up an ambush.Now at least outside the Haoqi camp, they will always be rescued.

There is no room for me in the world, good and evil have different paths, let him go back.

Snow, let it fall like this.

Cover up all traces, block any way of origin, and freeze all softness.

Mo Zhichen is finally the villain with the most money on the reward list.

General Nan, the future will be indefinite.