When the black-bellied fox Gong meets the cold, gorgeous and cute Shou

Because the medicine developed for Li Shang was developed by Shui Wuye earlier.

Yu Wenlie will soon receive the news and rush to Jiadi City.

The purpose of the fox in the line he set has been achieved for the time being, and now there is no need to stay in Jiadi.

But leaving does not mean that what the fox wants to do has been successful.

Yu Wenlie has not yet reached Jiadi, and this chess game is only more than half done, which means that the fox left nearly half of the game to Shui Wuye.

Shui Wuye's physical condition was close to exhaustion, and he could still last three months while he was hanging with a dick.

But in order to help the fox complete this matter and reach the contract between them, he will end himself after Yu Wenlie arrives and kills Yu Wenlie.

If Yu Wenlie was killed, he would be charged with killing Nanying Monarch, and help Yu Wenyi pave a legitimate path to the top.

The whole thing, as far as he was concerned, was meaningless, and he did it only to fulfill the agreement with the fox.And the thing that the fox promised him was about Xiaoyue and North Vietnam.

Regardless of whether he is really what he said, if Xiaoyue comes, he will kill him cruelly.

All the foxes must go to the border town of Mufeng to see Xiaoyue once.

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"A Ying." Mo An lowered his eyes, looked at Mo Ying who was packing his things, and was silent for a long time.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to leave?" Seeing that Mo An didn't seem to be packing up, Mo Ying was a little puzzled.

"I will stay here."

"You want to stay?" Mo Ying was about to drag herself into the pill that Ashu refined during the day and pack it carefully, when she heard Mo An's words, her slender fingers pinched the bottle full of pills, as if she paused slightly After a meal.

"En." Mo An raised his hand, helped Mo Ying put the medicine in the porcelain bottle, and placed it on the table beside him.

"Don't tell me, you don't know." Mo Ying withdrew his empty hand, raised his head to look into Mo An's eyes, "You don't know, Shui Wuye will die in the end, if he dies, he will definitely be killed. Yu Wenyi was accused of killing the king of Nanying, and you were with him. At that time, Yu Wenyi will definitely take you down and burn your bones to ashes to appease the hearts of the people. You belong to the son, not him He definitely won't..."

"A Ying." Mo An raised his hand to hold Mo Ying's shoulder, "Young Master asked me to stay. You should understand that between us, someone must stay."

"My lord?" Mo Ying was startled, the end of his eyes was slightly red.

"My lord, he has his own plans. Don't worry about going to Mufeng border city with you." Mo An put his hand on the side of Mo Ying's face, and looked deeply into his eyes, "And when you went to Mufeng with your lord, After Feng returns, I will live to see you."

"Mo An." Mo Ying was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to hold Mo An's arm, and looked up at him, "This time, will you still listen to me?"

Mo An looked at Mo Ying, and there was no sparkle in his brown eyes: "Except this time, A Ying, I will promise you whatever you ask me to."

"I just want you to agree to this matter." Mo Ying shook off Mo An's hand, with stubbornness in his eyes.

Mo An watched in silence as Mo Ying struggled to free his hand, without saying a word.

"You don't agree?"

"A Ying, except for this matter."

Mo Ying raised his eyes and looked at Mo An's appearance of putting his life and death at risk, and was a little angry.

"Okay, then I don't want you to agree to change tasks with me. When things are over, if you come back alive, I want you to marry me."

"Okay." Mo An agreed without hesitation.

"Then are you willing to let me fuck you?" Mo Ying would become very impulsive when he got angry.

"Okay." Mo An still agreed without hesitation, not even for a moment.

He always thought that as long as it didn't threaten Mo Ying's life, as long as his A Ying wanted him to agree, he would agree without hesitation.

However, what he didn't know was that these were actually not what Mo Ying wanted.

Including, knowing that Mo An detoxified him because of what Mo Lin said to him.

What Mo Ying wanted was never that Mo An would promise him everything he wanted him to do.

What he wants, all along, is to hope that Mo An can spontaneously give him an emotional response, not that he will definitely give whatever he wants.

From this we can see how angry Mo Ying was this time.

"Okay, very good." Mo Ying's bewitching eyes gradually filled with mist, and his voice suddenly became a little cold at this moment, "Since you are so obedient, then I will let you die, you Will it?"

Because Mo An lowered his eyes, he couldn't see the tears in Mo Ying's eyes.

Prisoner Yan pierced directly towards the heart with a cold light, and the cold light quickly passed Mo Ying's eyes, and finally fell into the position of Mo An's heart.

The blood on the sword flowed from the blade to the tip, mixed with the blood from Mo An's skin being pierced a little, and fell to the ground together.

Mo An raised his head to look at Mo Ying.

But Mo Ying lowered his eyes, looking at his blood-dripping hand holding Mo An's sword.

"Mo An." Mo Ying curled the corners of her lips, but tears could not stop falling from her eyes.

He called Mo An, and withdrew his hand stiffly, the cut finger was still dripping blood.

"Sometimes, I always wonder, do you never know that I like you... Or, you know, but you just want to treat me as a younger brother..."

In fact, this is not the first time a quarrel like this happened. Every time Mo An unconditionally obeyed Mo Ying's words, it always made Mo Ying angry for no reason.

But this time, it was different.Because so many times in the past, the damage was not as strong as this time.

Because at this moment, Mo Ying suddenly understood the taste of despair.

He finally deeply understood that what he wanted, he would never get.

Because the person in front of him doesn't understand love.

He used to be like a bad boy, making Mo An angry, and his unreasonable compulsion made Mo An take everything in his heart.

But in the final analysis, it was only because he asked Mo An to do that, and Mo An would do that.

In this way, it seems that he will give you everything you want, but in fact, it is only what you want, and he will definitely give it to you.

Moreover, even if it is death, as long as Mo Ying wants him to die, he will die without hesitation.

But that was only because Mo Ying wanted him to die.

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"A Ying." Mo An seemed to have noticed Mo Ying's abnormality, and threw away the long sword in his hand. He walked up to Mo Ying and held his injured hand.

"I won't stop you anymore, Mo An." Mo Ying withdrew her hand without showing the slightest expression on her face.

He remembered Mo An's brows and eyes, indifferent and deep without any other emotions, even in front of him, there can be no fluctuations.

Taking one last look at Mo An, Mo Ying didn't say anything more.Turning around and walking out the door, there seemed to be some coldness in his back.

There is nothing more heartbreaking than this situation.

What you want, he will give you.Even if you want his life, don't hesitate.

But even so, he still won't love you, let alone respond to your liking.

Mo Ying will never forget those eyes without any desire when Mo An detoxified him in his whole life.

Even when he's in his arms, hot from the effects of the drug.

Mo An doesn't love him, and it's impossible to like him in his whole life.

He used to always think that maybe if he worked harder and did more, Mo An would change.

But it was only now that he realized it.

All of this is nothing but his self-deception. Maybe that person has always regarded him as the most important younger brother in his life.

It was himself, too obsessed with that one-man show that only he sang...

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Watching Mo Ying disregarding his bleeding hand step by step away from the thin back in sight, Mo An remained silent, then suddenly raised his left hand and looked at his palm.

In the palm of that white hand without any calluses, someone wrote a small and crazy dark red font with a special dye.

婴。

It was written by Mo Ying in the past. He remembered that he was very silent at that time, watching Mo Ying write that word in his palm, he was neither happy nor disgusted.

The slender fingertips were still stained with Mo Ying's blood, and there was a drop of Mo Ying's tears in the palm of his hand.

"Aying." In the brown eyes, there was a faint glimmer of light, and Mo An lowered his eyes, and clenched his palms again.

"Using this method to force him away, is it what you want?" Shui Wuye suddenly turned from behind the screen on one side and came to Mo An's side.

"Only we can contact the person in the shadow and lead the person in the shadow to help you. If you let A Ying stay, he will die."

"If you stay, you will die." Shui Wuye twitched the corner of his mouth, "I don't know what he is to you, but I can understand his position in your heart. By hurting the important person in your heart To achieve the goal..." The smile on his lips was almost mocking, but he didn't know whether he was mocking Mo An or himself, "It's really selfish."

"If I stay, I might not die." Mo An looked up at the direction Mo Ying was leaving and said, "Your Master knows this, so he let me stay instead of choosing A Ying."

"If I die, you will be the rest of the party. Unless you find someone to replace you, you must die too."

"If you die, I will die too." Mo An raised his hand to cover his right side, which should be the position of the heart of ordinary people, and then slowly moved to the left side, looking up at Shui Wuye, he continued, "Although it's dangerous, I trust you, Young Master."

Shui Wuye's eyes lightly flicked across the position covered by Mo An's hand, a bit of surprise flickered across his eyes.

Looking back, he raised the corners of his lips: "Since there are always people who want to stay, maybe you stay, but there is indeed a glimmer of hope."

"Ah."

"His heart is dead." Shui Wuye looked up at the door and said suddenly, "If you go back alive this time, he will not forgive you."

Mo An was silent, and seemed to sigh slightly: "If he doesn't forgive me, I will stay by his side until the day he is willing to forgive me."

"It seems that you still don't understand what he wants. But... it's good to have a chance to wait." Turning around and walking outside, Shui Wuye looked up at the sky where the rain had just stopped, and raised his lips horn.

He is, and he will never have another chance to ask Xiaoyue to forgive him.

And he doesn't want any more.

Xiaoyue must hate him and keep doing so.

After all, it is still selfish.

Lowering his eyes, he looked at the blood-colored crabapple embroidered on the hem of his robe. In Shui Wuye's sea-green eyes, there was a touch of warmth.

Ah Li would forget himself, but he didn't want Xiaoyue to forget him.

It's okay to hate him, as long as he still remembers him.

Even if he remembered him, it might be a pain.

But Xiaoyue, he can only be his.

Even if he died, he could still only be his.

The sky after the rain was still a bit dark, but it was much brighter than before. Shui Wuye looked at the slowly changing white clouds in the sky, and suddenly remembered the words that the fox asked himself before.

If Xiaoyue came, would he kill him?

He thought, he would.

Xiaoyue, whom he loves, must be with him even if he dies.

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