The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

When he realized that that person was Mo Nanfeng, Shen Qinghan's mind went blank for a moment, the 'green energy' he was holding in his hand was still there, the sword that Mo Nanfeng had placed on his neck The blade was pressed against the flesh, oozing chill, Shen Qinghan just turned his head to look at that person one more time, then lowered his eyes, let out a long breath cautiously, and as soon as his fingers softened, he silently dissipated that internal force go.

He completely gave up resisting and let Mo Nanfeng hold him back.

Shen Qinghan holds a lot of weight in Ying Siyin's heart, and everyone in Jibei can see it for all. Seeing this master suddenly being held up with a sword, everyone panicked.

Gu Zexiao was really in a hurry this time. Taking advantage of Wei Yuan's inattention, he turned around and pushed the man away, and hurriedly ran two steps forward, watching Mo Nanfeng's sword blade slashing across Shen Qinghan's neck. When there was a bloody gash, he hurriedly stopped.

Gu Ze laughed and scolded angrily, "Mo Nanfeng, are you crazy? That's Shen Qinghan, it's Shen Qinghan."

"I know it's him."

Mo Nanfeng's voice sank, and the long sword in his hand pushed into the man's flesh. These words were said close to Shen Qinghan's ear, neither light nor heavy, plain and natural, like It's generally speaking about something that has nothing to do with you.

Shen Qinghan's life and death seemed to have nothing to do with Mo Nanfeng anymore.

"Don't, don't, don't." Gu Zexiao stretched out his hand and kept pressing down, signaling Mo Nanfeng to calmly say, "Don't be impulsive, don't hurt my brother Qinghan, then what, back up, all back up."

The northern Hebei team began to retreat.

Wei Yuan glanced at Mu Feiyun, who was riding on a horse and staring at Mo Nanfeng's back, with something unclear in his eyes, he shrugged helplessly, and walked back on the wind. own camp.

Sure enough, grabbing Shen Qinghan is the most important thing. As long as there is such a hostage as Shen Qinghan in his hands, wouldn't Ji Bei be slaughtered like a fish injured by a chopping board?

Mo Nanfeng dragged Shen Qinghan to take a step forward, and Jibei's army took a step back.

"Let go of me, I'll let you go."

Shen Qinghan didn't struggle, and said such a sentence to Mo Nanfeng in a normal tone. There was a bit of alms in his tone, as if it meant 'I won't let you leave today', so Mo Nanfeng He laughed after hearing this, and lowered his head closer to Shen Qinghan's ear.

"Then why don't I let go?"

"Don't delay me for too long, when Ying Siyin comes, none of you will be able to leave."

Mo Nanfeng was silent for two seconds, the blade of the sword was pushed deeper and deeper between Shen Qinghan's neck, the blood flowed along the blade into his hand, it was warm and warm, how many people could feel it in the palm of his hand? Trembling.

Mo Nanfeng asked, "I heard that during the Hebei Fireworks Festival a few days ago, fireworks were set off all over the city. Is it good?"

Shen Qinghan pursed his lips, but did not answer this question.

Mo Nanfeng asked again, "Qinghan, have you been so unhappy in the past ten years? Why have you never seen you smile like that when we were together?"

There was a 'boom' in Shen Qinghan's mind, and a chill ran down his spine. He was about to turn his head, but Mo Nanfeng forcibly held his shoulders to prevent him from looking back, but the two sides were close to each other, like ghosts. The general voice just kept ringing in my ears.

Mo Nanfeng said, "Is it true that the best ten years in my opinion were a torture for you from beginning to end? That was just the only way you had to wait for another man to pick you up? Isn't it, only Ying Siyin is that person, and I am nothing?"

"you misunderstood."

"Otherwise, why, we haven't been able to be together for ten years, and that person is just the first time, so you are willing to go with him?"

"..."

"Do you love him?"

"..."

"Just like I love you."

"..."

"answer me."

Shen Qinghan pursed his lips tightly, refusing to speak any more.

Gu Ze smiled and shouted, "Mo Nanfeng, what do you want? Let me warn you first, if my brother Qinghan loses a single strand of hair, you people will never even think about surviving."

After finishing speaking, Mo Nanfeng pulled a piece of Shen Qinghan's hair down, waved it away with the wind.

Gu Ze jumped up laughingly.

Shen Qinghan closed his eyes, and asked hoarsely, "How can it end?"

This relationship that shouldn't have existed in the first place, a relationship that shouldn't have been soft-hearted to accept from the very beginning, clearly knew who he was, what he would do in the future, and what kind of blood feud he was carrying, but he was still suppressed by those ten years. As touched by the true feelings of the day.

Shen Qinghan can't blame others, he can only blame himself

Ying Siyin was right, and Mo Nanfeng was even more right. From the beginning to the end, he was the one who was wrong.

It's him who hasn't handled any of these things well.

I also felt uncomfortable when I asked this sentence. The words "good together, good separation" don't seem to exist between two people who have sincerely given their feelings, especially when one party is working hard, but the other party wants to choose to give up. .

Mo Nanfeng replied in a low voice, "Give me back all the ten years I loved you."

The wind is very strong, and it hurts when it blows on the face.

When Mo Nanfeng let go of Shen Qinghan, he pushed him away. Shen Qinghan barely stopped after staggering a few steps. He looked down and saw that his clothes were all sparsely stained with blood. The wound was on his neck. The trace that flowed onto the clothes looked very scary.

"Brother Qinghan." Gu Ze laughed loudly and was about to come up to pull someone.

Shen Qinghan didn't even have time to leave, and it's not impossible that someone behind him wanted to attack him. When he subconsciously turned around and raised his right hand to block it, what he saw when he turned his head was Mo Nanfeng's hideous face that wanted to hurt him. Face.

The sword energy hit his right hand, and it hurt terribly.

"Shen Qinghan, pick up your sword."

Mo Nanfeng's sword tip missed Shen Qinghan's right eye by a hair.

Shen Qinghan blinked his eyes with a bit of pain and said, "Don't do this."

Don't make yourself like this for someone so unworthy.

Mo Nanfeng repeated, "Pick up your sword."

Shen Qinghan didn't move.

Mo Nanfeng frowned and pushed out with his palm, knocking Shen Qinghan ten meters away. Shen Qinghan managed to stand still, but uncontrollably, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Pick up your sword." Mo Nanfeng's voice was a little annoyed.

Shen Qinghan stood up straight, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he wiped the dripping blood on his chin with his hand, and then maliciously said, "Kill me if you have the guts, why don't you do it if you hate me so much?"

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Yes, I'll bet you're not willing."

"Hmph." Mo Nanfeng's sneer was filled with too much emotion, so the moment Mo Nanfeng strode forward to clasp the other's neck and pressed down desperately, Mo Nanfeng really wanted Shen Qinghan to die.

I wish he had never appeared, so that I would not have to bear such pain.

Shen Qinghan gritted his teeth and didn't even make a movement of resistance. He just stared at Mo Nanfeng firmly, and then felt that his hatred lasted less than five seconds, and then began to relax little by little.

The action of pulling Shen Qinghan's arm to escape was not expected before coming here, but when the matter developed to that point, he did it almost out of control, Shen Qinghan didn't resist, Mo Nanfeng wanted to take him Just go, he can't go far anyway.

Things have to work out, don't they?

It seemed that they didn't say goodbye every time, it seemed that every time, the other party didn't accept the fact that the person named Shen Qinghan was really leaving from the bottom of his heart.

The two left, and the rest of the people present were even more surprised.

This is... what is the situation?

Just when Mu Feiyun was about to drive his horse to catch up with him, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him, "I suggest you don't go because he's settling his own affairs."

"The two of them have a private affair." Mu Feiyun scolded, ignoring Wei Yuan's obstruction at all, and insisted on chasing after him.

Thinking about what the hell is Mo Nanfeng doing?Co-authoring is playing yourself like a monkey?As a spare tire?Someone who has to obediently give way when Shen Qinghan comes back?

Grass.

Gu Zexiao also hurriedly put on his shocking thunder, and looked after the team behind him, "What are you doing so stupid? Why don't you hurry up and catch up with me?"

Shen Qinghan was taken away just like that.

Ying Siyin stood in the room looking at the apricot tree in the yard, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, just in time when Amber came into the room to put a cloak on him.

Originally, after Shen Qinghan came, Ying Siyin's house was not allowed to enter casually, but seeing Mr. Shen leaving the door with Gu Zexiao this morning, and seeing the wind blowing again, Amber just Bring clothes over.

"Shen Qinghan hasn't come back yet?" Ying Siyin asked.

"Master Hou, don't worry, just laugh at that child who likes to grind when he goes out, so he must have delayed Mr. Shen's time."

"No." Ying Siyin frowned and said, feeling the movement of the Gu worm in his heart, "Shen Qinghan is getting farther and farther away from me now, hurry up and tell Marquis Wei to go out and find someone."

"Lord Hou..."

"Go quickly." With a tone that could not be refused, Ying Siyin's forehead hurt and sweat broke out. He covered his left heart with his right hand, and forcibly pressed down the movement of the Gu insect with his internal force.

The pills he had taken in the imperial capital earlier also took effect, and once the internal energy was mobilized, it would tumbling wildly in the body.

Ying Siyin supported the window sill with one hand, and just as she lowered her head, a drop of blood dripped onto the back of her hand.

Shen Qinghan felt that his heart was starting to ache, and then he remembered that he still had a pair of Gu worms with Ying Siyin on his body, and he was caught by Mo Nanfeng just like that. The pain is really painful, more than ten times more painful than that of breaking the tendon of the hand and pulling out the nails.

"Don't run away." Shen Qinghan tugged at Mo Nanfeng's cuff, and said in a soft voice.

Who knew that Mo Nan was not low on the limelight, so he dragged people along and ran all the way, not knowing where he was going.

Shen Qinghan is afraid of water, from childhood to adulthood.

When I was a child, I was bullied by my seniors and thrown into an ice pond once. After being rescued by Mo Nanfeng, I have seen puddles and ponds ever since.

When Mo Nanfeng grabbed the man and jumped down from the high cliff, Shen Qinghan didn't even have time to see clearly what was at the bottom of the cliff when there was a muffled 'plop' and the whole person was thrown into the water heavily.

The fear of being wrapped in the cold pool water surged into my heart again, and the suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe swept over. Shen Qinghan almost went mad and struggled in the water, but Mo Nanfeng just grabbed his skirt , to force people to go deeper.

After almost diving to the bottom, Mo Nanfeng grabbed Shen Qinghan's shoulder and fell steadily.

Shen Qinghan was still struggling hard, it could be seen that when he fell into the water, he was not as full as Mo Nanfeng had prepared, the oxygen in his lungs was not much, and he would soon be exhausted.

Mo Nanfeng pinched the back of his head, wanting to reach out and kiss him.

Being able to stay awake in such a state of panic, Shen Qinghan understood the consequences of this kiss, so he subconsciously raised his head to express his rejection.

Mo Nanfeng was not in a hurry, he just waited for him quietly.

Thinking that when he was completely out of breath, Shen Qinghan would always take the initiative to kiss him, so with this thought in mind, Mo Nanfeng just looked at the other party, his eyes full of love and pity.