Married and Obedient to the Husband

After the six-year stalemate of the war, after the arrest of the Saifan Holy Emperor, all the dust settled, and Sifan Siyukun became king.

Yanmo, who has solved everything for Gao Li, is going back to Yanjiapu.

There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a continuous undulating scene, mountains and rivers under the feet, and layers of deserts in the distance, the khaki deserts stretch into a large area, and green grasslands can be seen at the end of the deserts.

Just separated by a river, there is a lifeless desert on one side, and a vast green grassland on the other.

Such a landscape, magnificent and beautiful, makes people have to sigh the magic of the Creator.

Riding his horse and looking at the last charming scene, Yan Mo turned back and left without hesitation.

The horse's hooves fell, stepped on the green grass, and galloped away, leaving only a cloud of dust behind.

Not far away, a person rode a horse and waited in front. Looking through the golden halo, Yan Mo's eyes were dazzled for a moment. The person's pale yellow robe embroidered with golden pythons matched the dazzling sunlight.

It gave Yanmo the illusion that the one waiting for him in front of him was his A Rui. Everything was like a dream, and the man smiled and stretched out his hand to him, Mo'er, I am waiting for you.

The horseshoe settled, the morning light broke, and the golden dream was instantly shattered.

Si Yukun sat on the horseback and had a panoramic view of Yan Mo's disappointment. He hadn't seen him for six years, passed letters from day to night, and missed him day and night until now. Yan Mo once said that he didn't understand true love, it was an obsession .

Obsessed with the past, everything is gone.

But in the past six years, he has never forgotten him.

As soon as he ascended the throne as the emperor, he put aside the affairs in hand and couldn't wait to meet Yanmo. Even though there were thousands of words and thousands of thoughts, the loss in Yanmo's eyes at this moment was deeply transmitted to his heart.

A heart full of enthusiasm for a moment is instantly cold.

"Brother Si Yu." Yan Mo greeted indifferently and distantly, "Congratulations."

Si Yukun smiled slightly, but the previous excitement was no longer on his face, and he said forcedly, "Without your help this time, I will not succeed at all if I take over from the Northern Territory."

"Mo'er, do you want to go back?" Si Yukun raised his eyes and looked at Yan Mo, his dark eyes flickered.

"um, I……"

His hand was suddenly held by someone, and Yan Mo glanced at Si Yukun silently, and lowered his eyes to look at the person who held his hand, "Brother Si Yu, I'm sorry to tell you the original promise, I can't fall in love with you anymore."

These words are true, but Yanmo's words are so hurtful.

Si Yukun grabbed Yan Mo's hand and trembled, and asked disappointedly, "Is there really no room for changing causes?"

"Feel sorry."

The last thing he wants to hear are these two words, as long as there is that person in this world, he will never fall in love with him at all.

Sigh, helplessly and sadly let out a deep sigh from the chest, six years of missing, in exchange for only a sorry.

Filled with desolation, a sob choked in his throat for a while.

Si Yukun shook Yan Mo's hand, and slowly withdrew it.

"You are going to follow the team escorting Si Min, I will go with you."

It is still a bit troublesome to escort Xi Fan's back to the capital smoothly, and there is no guarantee that he will not be chased and killed by the remnants of Xi Fan's back along the way.

"No, I..."

"Let me accompany you for a ride." Si Yukun said stubbornly.

Seeing Si Yukun's firm expression, Yan Mo couldn't refute, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

The strength of the two cavalry, Juechen went away, Si Yukun was riding on a steed, but his heart could not be calm. If he had chosen to meet him in the first place, would things have a new turn for the better.

The smell of blood, a gust of wind passed by, and a strong smell of blood came to the nostrils. Yan Mo and Si Yukun froze at the same time, and looked up, there was a corpse not far ahead.

These corpses were soldiers and horses of Dajing, who were sent by Yanmo to escort Xifan Shenghuang.

His eyes sank, no accident happened, and he rode his horse forward to give chase quickly. There were corpses everywhere along the way, but there were no shadows of them.

Yan Mo jumped off the horse, stepped forward to find out, and poked his fingers at the corpse lying on the ground. Suddenly, the corpse moved suddenly, and the weapon in his hand stabbed Yan Mo instantly.

"Dangerous." Si Yukun's sharp eyes immediately yelled a warning.

At this moment, those corpses that fell on the ground suddenly jumped up, tore off their disguise, and quickly surrounded Yan Mo and Si Yukun.

"kill."

There were shouts of killing everywhere, Yan Mo and Si Yukun were surrounded heavily, with swords and swords shadowing, figures coming and going, and blood flying.

Surrounded by killers one after another, these people shot viciously one by one, and it seemed that their hands should be well-trained dead fighters.

The dagger in one person's hand crossed Yan Mo, and Yan Mo leaned back, narrowly avoiding it, and at the same time another killer rushed up, Yan Mo pierced the opponent's chest with a sword, the killer was pierced through the chest and did not fall down, but He grabbed the weapon in Yanmo's hand with his backhand.

Seeing this, other killers gathered around and stabbed Yanmo with all their weapons.

Seeing this emotion, Yan Mo ignored the weapon in his hand and immediately discarded it. He turned to one side of his body and bumped into the shoulder of a killer. He tapped the opponent's wrist quickly with his finger. The man's hand numb and discarded the weapon in his hand. Yan Mo tapped his toe. fell into his hands.

Surrounded by murderous intent, Si Yukun's clothes were cut in two cuts, but he didn't panic, and calmly responded with his sword.

Soon these people all fell under their feet.

"Chasing." The two looked at each other, and said in a very tacit understanding that the Holy Emperor Sifan should not be allowed to escape. Once he escaped, the consequences would be serious. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the Holy Emperor Sifan has been entrenched for many years. Influence cannot be melted away in a few clicks.

Across a plain, there is no human habitation, and there is a dense forest ahead. Countless birds in the dense forest are flying to the sky, and there are people in the forest.

Yanmo rode his horse and quickly chased after him.

A rope was stretched across an inconspicuous place in the woods. Yanmo rode his horse and pulled the rope violently. The horse knelt on the ground with a thud, and Yanmo flew onto a tree.

Just before he landed on the tree, hidden weapons shot at Yan Mo from all directions, and Yan Mo quickly dodged to another tree.

Whoosh, whoosh, the hidden weapons were like raindrops, hitting the big tree opposite, and the big tree quickly released a puff of blue smoke.

The hidden weapon was poisonous, Yan Mo became more and more cautious, and Si Yukun saw that Yan Mo was surrounded by hidden weapons and wanted to make a move, his eyes froze and he found the figure hiding in the bushes.

The weapon in his hand was thrown out in an instant, and when the figure dodged, Si Yukun's weapon missed.

The people hiding in the dark quickly surrounded Si Yukun.

An assassination was carried out in the dense forest, and the sound of weapons fighting could be heard endlessly. Si Yukun was in a state of silence, and Yan Mo had just avoided the flying hidden weapon, and his toes landed on the ground, when a giant net suddenly covered his head.

Yan Mo rolled from the ground, escaped from the huge net, and landed in front of Si Yukun. He raised a palm and sent a killer flying, and quickly fought with the opponent.

"Kill them, and no one will be left alive." During the tense battle, a familiar voice rang out, it was from Simin, the Holy Emperor of Xifan.

Yan Mo and Si Yukun stood in unison, becoming more and more cautious.

These killers are different from the previous group. There are only ten of them in total. However, these ten people are like one person, with extremely fast movements and sharp skills. They make up for each other's shortcomings. Then wholeheartedly to assassinate.

It's as if a person has grown ten hands in an instant, and there is no weakness in the whole body, they are surrounded by it.

Yan Mo and Si Yukun stood back to back in a tacit understanding, and calmly watched the killer who suddenly approached in front of them.

Those ten people moved forward together, and retreated together, and the glittering clothes on their bodies made people's eyes hurt. Whenever Yanmo was about to stab them, the sharp light instantly dazzled Yanmo's eyes, subconsciously Squinting, the sword pierced through the air.

But the opponent's weapon was aimed at the vital point. At the very moment, Si Yukun pulled Yan Mo violently, and the sword pierced Si Yukun's body.

Yan Mo was shocked, and hastily swiped away the opponent's weapon with his sword, pulling Si Yukun back together.

The Holy Emperor Sifan on the tree smiled triumphantly. These dead men are his last bargaining chips. Each of these people can be worth thousands of people. Yanmo and the others will definitely go and never return this time.

It's still too early to kill him.

"Are you okay?" Yan Mo asked worriedly, looking at the blood on Si Yukun's chest.

This was the first time I saw Yan Mo worried about him, and my heart warmed up. Compared with this, the pain on my body was nothing worth mentioning. Si Yukun shook his head and said, "It's not a problem."

Yan Mo quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Si Yukun's injured area, then suddenly tore off a corner of his clothes, and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

Seeing this, Si Yukun's face changed, "You are crazy."

These people can't beat them with their eyes open. If they close their eyes, they are not looking for death.

Yan Mo pushed Si Yukun, and said seriously, "Go and rest first, I will deal with these people."

"But..." Si Yukun wanted to say something else, but Yan Mo turned his head and smiled confidently at him, "Trust me."

Afterwards, unable to speak, Si Yukun was immersed in this confident and bright smile, and was stunned for a moment, unable to speak, staring blankly at Yan Mo's back, such a beautiful person is not his after all, so unwilling.

The chest seemed to be hurting again, Si Yukun covered the injured area, he had been attached to this person since he knew him, for 11 years, he had a crush on him for 11 years.

Yan Mo's eyes were covered with a cloth, and he walked to the center of the battlefield. The ten people looked at each other in surprise. Seeing Yan Mo's lips sneered, a confident sneer, this person is looking for death.

Ten people in one body, the sword light floating, coldly pierced Yan Mo in the center of the field at the same time, the speed was extremely fast, and the people arrived first before the sound stopped.

Seeing that Yan Mo's body was about to be pierced by ten sharp weapons, Si Yukun clenched the weapons in his hand, ready to rush forward at any time.