When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

When Mu Wuya woke up, it was completely dark, but the light at the head of the bed was still a bit dazzling, making it difficult for him to see the face of the person next to the bed, but he quickly got used to the light, and the person next to the bed was sleeping. Yan also became clear, it was indeed an acquaintance, but it was not the person he guessed, only felt that the light was shaking his head even more dizzy.

He got up, but the slight movement immediately woke up the person next to him. Seeing that Mu Wuya was awake, that person had a faint smile on his face, and immediately got up and said, "I've lost so much blood, I'm lying down." It's been a few days, and I'm waking up."

The person who came was very friendly, but Mu Wuya still maintained a look of alienation and guard, completely disregarding the stop of the person, and quickly fell down, but his body was still a little weak, and he staggered slightly.

The man stretched out his hand to help him up, but before he touched Mu Wuya's body, a hoarse warning voice sounded: "Don't touch me!" The man's hand could only stop in midair.

Mu Wuya tried his best to support his weak body. Seeing that the person did not move or speak any more, he hesitated for a moment before asking: "Li Yuan, where are you?"

Seeing that Mu Wuya took the initiative to talk to him, Lin Bo asked about Li Yuan's news, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, turned into a sad expression, and replied to Mu Wuya: "He is dead."

Mu Wuya couldn't hold it any longer, so he fell back on the bed, barely sat up with his hands, and murmured: "Dead... It's good to die." Those arrow feathers that were so sharply aimed made Mu Wuya couldn't help but groan. Thinking of that person, but what am I expecting, isn't his death expected?Didn't you set the fire yourself?Didn't he just watch him being swallowed by the fire?

Seeing Mu Wuya's absent-minded reaction, Lin Bo hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "You...sorry."

This most simple and ordinary relief seemed to hit Mu Wuya's smile. I saw him trembling constantly, and his words mixed with laughter intermittently: "Sorrow? What's so sad, I don't want him to die .”

Lin Bo only thought that he was too sad and lost his mind, and continued: "When I saw him, he had already received a fatal sword and was burned to pieces..."

Speaking of this, Mu Wuya's laughter stopped in an instant, and he threw himself on Lin Bo's body. With some strength, he grabbed Lin Bo's collar tightly, and Lin Bo couldn't break free for a while.Mu Wuya's eyes widened, he stared at Lin Bo's astonished face, and asked in a trembling voice, "You mean, he didn't die then? When did he come to you?"

Lin Bo was pulled by his collar, but he didn't push Mu Wuya away. He was afraid that he would fall if he pushed this man, so he looked away uncomfortable, covering up the sad look in his eyes, "I'm not dead, About three months ago, I held my breath and said that I would protect you, and then I died."

"Life is so hard!" Mu Wuya finally let go of his grip on Lin Bo's collar, as if all his strength had been taken away, he fell to the ground, "It's ridiculous! Protect me?"

Lin Bo took a step forward, intending to help the man who had just recovered from a serious illness, but before he could bend down, Mu Wuya's heart-piercing voice came, full of hatred from his chest, but also Endless pain: "Isn't it okay to die well? Who do you think you are if anyone wants you to protect me?" Rubbing his back, the violent coughing slowly subsided.

It seemed that he was really tired. At this time, Mu Wuya's expression was a little dull, so Lin Bo helped him sit back on the bed, and then Mu Wuya turned over on the bed, and lay down with his back to Lin Bo.

Seeing Mu Wuya like this, Lin Bo didn't want to ask about Li Yuan, thinking that he should give him a good rest.Mu Wuya is now awake, but he has lost a lot of blood and his body is a little weak, so there is nothing serious about it.Faced with the death of an important person, Mu Wuya will inevitably feel sad for a while, but all the comforts are useless, Lin Bo can only sigh, and is about to leave the room, but at this moment, there is a faint sound coming from the couch. Voice: "When he comes..."

Lin Bo froze, and slowly turned around to face Mu Wuya. Although he hadn't finished speaking, he knew what he wanted to ask, but this was something he didn't want to mention, "I've never seen such a Man, he has already been hit by a fatal sword, and he has been burnt to pieces. I can even smell the rancid smell on his body. At first, I absolutely did not believe that it belonged to Li Yuan, who is highly skilled in martial arts, but that person is indeed him. It's just such a person, I don't know why he was holding his breath, and ran to me, asking me to protect you, just said a word, and then fell down."

Maybe it was because the memory was too deep, Lin Bo's usually gentle expression became a lot more serious, but Mu Wuya couldn't see it when his back was turned to him.

Seeing that Mu Wuya didn't move, Lin Bo turned to face the wooden door, "I don't know what happened between the two of you, and I don't know what he did to apologize to you, but he was fighting hard when he was dying. Protecting you to death, based on this alone, you should forgive him."

Lin Bo finally finished speaking, but Mu Wuya never turned around to look at him.There was a sound, the door closed, and the person on the bed didn't seem to respond, but the shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly...

Five years ago, Mu Wuya was like all the official sons in the capital, playing around leisurely, not having to be stared at by his parents to read some books on family governance like a girl, because the court has always been a woman's world .

It's just that Mu Yan is different from other mothers. He always tries every means to force Mu Wuya to read more books, but the more Mu Wuya forces him to do something, the less he wants to do it. The book was too boring and lengthy, and he couldn't really arouse his interest, so truancy happened from time to time.

His mother, Mu Yan, always spared no effort to send someone to catch him, and then went to the ancestral hall to punish him. Sometimes he couldn't help but talk back to his mother. Said that if he didn't give him food, then his sister Mu Qianmo would come out to intercede for him, "My brother is making a fuss, so mother can let him go, and leave the study and court affairs to me."

With Mu Qianmo's mediation, Mu Yan's anger would dissipate by three points, and he would give his son who hates iron and steel a hard look, and only let him stay at home and meditate for a few days.

But Mu Wuya just didn't remember the lesson, and played truant again and again to fool around, and sometimes really made Mu Yan angry, and was fined to kneel in the ancestral hall. President Mo quietly brought him food.

In Mu Wuya's eyes, his elder sister Mu Qianmo is the most gentle woman in the world. No matter when he makes trouble unreasonably, or when he makes trouble and makes mistakes, she will always tolerate him unconditionally.

Mu Wuya has been kneeling for a long time, his knees are a little numb, and when he heard a slight sound at the door, he jumped up excitedly from the ground. Sure enough, Mu Qianmo stepped into the ancestral hall with a food box, but Mu Wuya Just now he got up in a hurry, kneeling on his knees for a long time, his legs felt numb, and he rushed straight to Mu Qianmo's direction.

Mu Qianmo wanted to step forward to help this stupid brother, but it was too late. Mu Wuya had already fallen in front of her. Seeing how embarrassed this mighty brother was, Mu Qianmo couldn't help laughing , "You don't need to do such a big gift to my sister!" Although it was in a joking tone, she still squatted down and helped him up with a distressed expression, "Is there any injury?"

Mu Wuya's mind was already taken away by the aroma in the food box, "No, no, what delicious food did Sister bring me?"

Mu Qianmo always shook his head helplessly, and petted and whispered: "You, I have your favorite chicken drumsticks, but you can eat them only after paying respects to father." Of course, Mu Wuya nodded violently. .

The two sisters put a stick of incense on each of the spirit cards. Mu Wuya had knelt down countless times for the father that his sister and mother said, but he couldn't imagine what this father looked like, because he had never Having never met his father before, Mu Wuya asked, "What does Dad look like?"

Mu Qianmo was always very solemn when he offered incense, and after hearing Mu Wuya's inquiry, the solemnity on his face turned into a slight smile, "Father, he is a gentle gentleman who has read poetry and books, and he is asked by all the women in the world. Unlucky Mr. Ruyi."

The face of such a handsome man flashed vaguely in Mu Wuya's mind, but he couldn't see it clearly.Mu Qianmo is still portraying the image of his father whom he has never met, "When I was a child, Dad held my hand and wrote on the desk. His handwriting is so vigorous and powerful."

Mu Wuya thought that this might be the reason why Mu Qianmo loved reading and writing. Mu Qianmo was still staring at the words on the spirit tablet, "There are several pear trees planted in the yard of our hometown. Father and I A Niang practiced swords in the courtyard, and I drank tea and ate snacks under the pear tree, the wind blew, and the snow-white pear blossoms rustled down.

There was still a slight smile on Mu Qianmo's face, but Mu Wuya felt a little desolate when he looked at the spotless spirit tablet, "Sister also needs to find a good-looking man like Dad."

Mu Qianmo finally looked away from the spirit tablet, and stretched out his hand to touch Mu Wuya's head with a smile, "I hope that Wuya in our family can meet someone I love, and just live a simple life. "

Mu Wuya blushed immediately, got up and clamored for chicken legs...

On this day, Mu Wuya sneaked out to drink with his cronies again. A group of people were always laughing and joking. Mu Wuya lost the game, and everyone was racking their brains to think about how to punish him. A group of people dressed in black came to the tavern, the leader was extremely tall and heroic, holding a black wooden bow and arrow, he looked extremely powerful.But this man is good-looking, but he exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to.

The sons of the rich and powerful never knew the heights of heaven and earth, and regardless of their identities, they gave Mu Wuya a task, asking him to go forward and buy that person a drink.

Mu Wuya could feel the cold aura of the man in black from a long distance away, he hesitated for a long time, but under the repeated instigation of the crowd, he still bravely took the jug of wine and went.

The group of men in black sat in the corner, seeing Mu Wuya coming towards them, they raised their hands to caress the swords on the table one by one, Mu Wuya's messy footsteps faltered, and he turned around to look at the damage behind him. Friends, they kept waving to him, urging him to continue, Mu Wuya hesitated for a few seconds, and seeing that the leader didn't seem to move, he bravely stepped forward again.

Mu Wuya poured a glass of wine, and said with an apologetic smile to the leading man, "This... big brother, may I buy you a glass of wine?" The sword pointed at him, which meant a warning, and Mu Wuya felt uncomfortable, "If you don't drink, don't drink, why are you so fierce!"

The man in the lead waved his hand, and the people in black next to him looked relieved, put down the sword in their hands and sat down.The man finally looked up at Mu Wuya, he didn't take the wine in his hand, but raised the glass on the table and drank it down.

Although he completed the task, but was treated so unreasonably by others, Mu Wuya returned to his seat with a sullen expression on his face, no longer interested in drinking, and looked up at the men in black at the table from time to time, paying special attention to the leader However, they never raised their eyes to look at him, which made him unhappy for a while, so he returned home early on a rare occasion.