I see the snow

Mu Ziling did something wrong, maybe he shouldn't have given Qin Yi that knife before he left.

But he has always been used to being arrogant and willful, doing whatever he wants, never considering anything other than affecting his mood.

If he didn't do this, but just left quietly, then maybe he could go farther, and really have nothing to do with Qin Yi, and never see each other again.

But because of beating the grass to startle the snake, Mu Ziling only left the city and was caught up in the wild suburbs.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the rain curtain was like a heavy water curtain, pouring on people's bodies.

The torrential downpour, which had been suppressed for several days, finally broke out.

Urgent and messy horseshoes sounded everywhere in the jungle, searching for traces left by people inch by inch.

The soft mud splashed all over the cavalry's boots.

"Search! Search carefully for me!"

The leader of the guards brandished a knife and shouted: "If you don't find any traces of Gong Ziyin, all of you will bring your heads back!!"

——However, before his words fell to the ground, an invisible force grabbed his throat and pulled it hard!

The head of the guard fell off the horse with his head separated.

Mu Ziling didn't bother to hide at all. They didn't know him too well. Wherever Mu Ziling went, only others were hiding from him. How could the word "search" be used?

A sheet of drenched white clothes slowly walked out of the jungle. Mu Ziling was covered in rain, and cold raindrops dripped from his slightly raised pointed jaw.

"Are you here to find me?"

he asked softly.

A'Zhu's weird vertical pupils watched the crowd together with Mu Ziling. It stood on Mu Ziling's shoulders, spitting out letters "hissing" from time to time.

The cavalrymen looked at each other in blank dismay, but the fear in their hearts could not overcome the inviolable king's order, so they rushed towards Mu Ziling screaming.

Mu Ziling ignored them at all.

He dared to stab Qin Yi before leaving, even if the pursuers came, he couldn't do anything to him.

The sand outside the oasis is "rustling", countless poisonous snakes and scorpions are being summoned, and the poisonous spiders in the jungle are also crazily crawling.

Back then, when Mu Ziling fought against the Wulian Palace with a single enemy, what kind of purgatory would be like howling ghosts and howling wolves on earth, with such a mere thousand cavalry, it was completely out of his consideration.

——However, in the dark shadow of the knife light, a cold arrow shot out suddenly, and directly took Mu Ziling's left hand!

Mu Ziling didn't even blink, and stood quietly on the spot until the arrow flew in front of him, a faceless ghost suddenly appeared and grabbed the arrow from Mu Ziling's side.

Han Jian was burned up by the will-o'-the-wisp in an instant.

A figure in armor slowly came out of the darkness, and Qin Yi was riding on a horse.

He had just been stabbed, and he actually came after him himself.

Mu Ziling looked at him quietly, Qin Yi's lips were pale, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, the arrow just now made him a lot of strength——

In the case of being injured, he can still draw such a heavy bow. He is really the one who was able to nail Mu Ziling to the tower with one arrow.

...It's just that Mu Ziling won't be tricked a second time for such a thing.

"Come here in person so soon."

Mu Ziling spoke sarcastically, and said coldly: "It seems that the medical officers in the army are very good at bandaging."

Qin Yi was silent, he looked at Mu Ziling for a long time, his bloodless lips moved, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The dagger you stabbed at Gu missed by an inch. Otherwise, Gu wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to you."

Mu Ziling didn't say anything, but his eyes were cold and bright in the shadows.

Qin Yi held the rein, and the tall horse took two steps on the spot, and finally said very lightly as if sighing:

"You know it all?"

Mu Ziling sneered and said, "Yes."

"—As high as His Majesty the King of Liang, he would condescend to act with me. I really can't bear this great favor."

Qin Yi didn't say a word, but Mu Ziling looked at him and said doubtfully, "Qin Yi, are you cheap?"

"Staying and acting next to someone you don't like, don't you feel disgusted by this kind of behavior? The prostitutes in the brothel are more noble than the king of your country, at least they acted frankly!"

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the guards around him changed drastically. They never thought that Mu Ziling would be so bold as to talk to Qin Yi.

Among the thousands of troops, he stood alone, and by Mu Ziling's side was only a cold and temperatureless Snake King.

And tens of thousands of ghosts who are salivating for his flesh and blood and may fight back at any time.

Unlike Qin Yi's cavalry who were covered in iron armor, the lonely leader of a hundred ghosts only had a drenched white robe.

The rain dripped continuously along his forehead and chin, taking away Mu Ziling's little warmth.

However, even so, his appearance in the encirclement is still indifferent and rebellious, with the aura that even if he is an enemy of millions of people, he will never bow his head.

"Lonely and cheap?"

Qin Yi held the reins, and the mount took two steps in place.

The pouring rain fell down and fell along his sharp facial features.He chuckled lightly, flicked the bow in his hand casually, and said, "Gu is a bitch, but Gu has never liked you."

"..."

Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling's face that was so pale that he couldn't tell if there was any change in expression, and asked with a light smile, "You are a traitor who kills your relatives and moans every night under the blood feud - Yin Chenghuan, what right do you have to say you are lonely and lowly! ?”

Mu Ziling stared at Qin Yi in a daze, unable to believe that one day he would hear such words from Qin Yi with his own ears.

He thought of the young king who held an umbrella for him in the heavy rain, and the handsome young man who dried his clothes by the West Lake in Jiangzhou. He held his heart unscrupulously, and then said such words to him.

"Do you think Gu will like you?"

Qin Yi said: "What kind of thing are you, that Gu would like you!?"

Mu Ziling was drenched by the rain, his whole body was already icy cold, and he couldn't feel any temperature.

Qin Yi looked at him, and shouted loudly: "The only one I like forever is Prince Yunyan, Mu Huai'an! You are just a barely usable substitute!!"

When he said this, not only Mu Ziling was cut off for a long time and could not speak, Qin Yi also felt a dull pain in his heart.

But he deliberately ignored the pain, just like when he yelled, he seemed to be saying this to himself.

"You're a poor substitute."

Qin Yi repeated again, saying.

"So it is."

Mu Ziling murmured very slowly.

He nodded and said, "Okay. I understand."

"……It was my fault."

"—Blame me for being extremely cold, and I shouldn't be picking up firewood that others don't want."

For a long time, Mu Ziling looked at Qin Yi and smiled.

In the rain, his devastated expression fell into Qin Yi's eyes, which did not make Qin Yi feel a little bit of relief, but an indescribable pain in his heart.

His throat rolled, and he closed his eyes oppressively.

"...Let's stop here."

Qin Yi said: "From then on, you and I will cut off our friendship."

The words have come to this point, he finished speaking, and raised his hand——

Then with a decisive swing, the cavalry charged again.

Mu Ziling's ghost is in his hands, and the poisons are ready to go.

In the dense and heavy rain, countless soldiers fell down wailing, and the rain that washed the mud was dyed red invisibly.

Qin Yi has firm eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, sharp lips, and deep eye sockets. He is just as handsome as ever.

But this skin is the culprit that lured Mu Ziling into the abyss.

Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling without turning his eyes. In the heavy armor, the white gauze wrapped around the wound had already been soaked in blood.

Just now he only used silver needles to sew up the wound before rushing over, now he was already slightly sweating.Lips are also very cold.

But he has to here:

Except for him, no one could suppress Mu Ziling and bring Mu Ziling back.

The cavalry were retreating steadily, and the ghosts and ghosts who could not be found were ambushing everywhere.

It was like waiting for a carnival feast of meat and blood.

Mu Ziling was numb and indulged——

Yes, this is him.

This is his son Yin, the leader of all ghosts.

Why pretend, doesn't everyone know what kind of person he is.

Then let them see clearly——

The gorgeous surface is nothing but the outside, what kind of bloody and cold bones are inside, and the soul that has already decayed and fallen.

This is the first time he has killed people recklessly in front of Qin Yi.

——He never wanted Qin Yi to see himself like this.

He didn't want Qin Yi to know how "Gong Zi Yin" was, and how "Head of a Hundred Ghosts" was.

But now he doesn't care anymore.

A drop of warm red blood splashed onto Mu Ziling's cheek, and he even wiped it off lightly. Then, looking straight at Qin Yi, he put it to his lips and licked it off with a little smile.

He looked at Qin Yi indifferently, waiting for his expression coldly and indifferently.

Qin Yi didn't respond.

He has been waiting in place without any movement, as if waiting for something.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the rain was not abating at all.

Just when Mu Ziling thought this boring dispute was about to end, a strange drum sound came from outside the oasis.

The sound of the drum came and went, hidden in the sound of the torrential rain, Mu Ziling didn't notice when it sounded for a while.

This kind of irregular drumbeat reveals infinite weirdness, sometimes it is like splashing beans and rice, and sometimes it is like deafening thunder.

Mu Ziling frowned, vigilantly testing his control over the Yin soldiers.

...However, just when he was surprised to find that the Yin soldiers were not affected by this at all, he suddenly found himself unable to hear the sound.

There was silence in the ear, and in an instant, all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the movements and fighting like shadow puppets.

Mu Ziling paused, watching all this blankly, but at the next moment, his sight also disappeared.

Mu Ziling stood in the darkness, he couldn't see his fingers, and everything around him suddenly disappeared.

This was a situation he had never encountered before, and Mu Ziling tentatively called out:

"Ah Zhu?"

He became vigilant, but at the next moment, a sharp pain came from his left hand——

Qin Yi shot through his wrist for the second time.

The few remaining cavalry rushed forward and quickly threw Mu Ziling down.

Mu Ziling was panting violently, but his deep and dark eyes were completely out of focus.

Finally, he felt a callused palm lift his face, and Qin Yi's voice sounded above his head:

"The breathtaking reunion drum, haven't you heard of it?"

"The thirteen mouths were all made from the bones and skins of the innocent people you killed. Taoist Yun Yin spent ten years of his life and practice for it."

But Mu Ziling couldn't see anything, Qin Yi pinched Ah Zhu who was hiding in Mu Ziling's arms and tried to bite him with one hand, and put it in a porcelain jar.

He stood up with a pale face, and said coldly without any emotion:

"Take him and go back to the city."

……

Mu Ziling was locked in a room, his hands and feet were bound, and he was blindfolded and thrown on the bed.

A'Zhu didn't know where it was.

It's quiet here. I don't know if there is really no one, or his five senses have not recovered yet.

No one approached, and no one brought water or food.But fortunately, Mu Ziling was good at starving, and as time passed, he only felt a little powerless, not too uncomfortable.

I don't know how many days it was, but someone finally approached him and put a bowl of water near his lips to feed it.

Mu Ziling didn't drink, he pursed his lips, showing a strange smile, and said softly:

"Qin Yi."

He can't see, but he can smell him.

It has a clean scent of soap locust, mixed with some faint rosin—this is the fragrance he used to use when he critiqued papers and dealt with military affairs.

Qin Yi stared at this pale and distressed but unruly face, and quietly put down the bowl.

"Don't you drink?"

he asks.

"I think it's dirty."

Mu Ziling said.

Qin Yi was silent for a while, then raised his hand and tore off the black cloth from Mu Ziling's eyes.

Mu Ziling's eyelashes trembled slightly. He thought he needed to close his eyes for a while to get used to the light, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the whole room was dark.

The window paper and door of the room were covered with cloth from the outside, making it impossible to distinguish day from night.

Mu Ziling was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly and said:

"Qin Yi, you are always willing to put in so much effort just to torture me."

Qin Yi didn't say anything, just changed the gauze on Mu Ziling's wrist without saying a word.

His left hand is now covered with scars——

First, the palms and backs of his hands were burned by the charcoal fire, and then he was shot by Qin Yi's arrow.I haven't changed the dressing for several days, and if I don't clean it up, it will fester.

"Do you want to pack the container for Mu Huai'an?"

Mu Ziling looked at Qin Yi's actions and asked sarcastically.

Qin Yi paused slightly, but then calmly said:

"I gave you a chance."

"—If you kill him, it's fair to sacrifice your life for your life, there is no problem."

A sneering smile appeared on Mu Ziling's face, he stared blankly at the top of the bed, and murmured:

"...life for life. What a life for life."

Mu Ziling's hands were fixed on the bed, and he couldn't move an inch——

Even afraid that he would summon ghosts, even ten fingers were wrapped in gauze circles, unable to bend a single bit.

After Qin Yi bandaged Mu Ziling's wrist, Mu Ziling asked:

"Where is Ah Zhu?"

Qin Yi didn't say anything, but Mu Ziling asked again, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill me and then call Mu Huai'an back."

Qin Yi didn't say yes or no, but Mu Ziling laughed: "Why is that so. You didn't have to take so much trouble to let me die back then."

Mu Ziling was referring to the incident of saving him by the West Lake, but Qin Yi thought he was talking about the time when he was poisoned by a corpse on the battlefield not long ago.

In the dark room, the air is humid and gloomy.

Qin Yi never said anything, Mu Ziling looked at him quietly for a moment, then turned his eyes in boredom: "I don't want to see you, go out."

However, Qin Yi nodded, and said indifferently: "There is still one thing to do, and I will go out after finishing it."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and several attendants came in from outside the door.

"Your light work is too good."

After a moment of silence, Qin Yi said, "If I escape again next time, I'm not sure I'll find you. Mu Ziling... I'm sorry."

Mu Ziling stared at him blankly, but did not realize what Qin Yi wanted to do.

However, the guards who rushed in held his hands and feet one after another, as if they were afraid that Mu Ziling would not be able to stand the stimulation later and would break free wildly.

"Go away... go away!"

But even now, Mu Ziling was still struggling fiercely in the shackles. Dozens of people piled up in a hurry, but they couldn't completely hold him down.

Qin Yi stood with his back to him, frowned and closed his eyes for a long time. Hearing this movement, his heart was blocked like a huge rock.

"Are you all trash!?"

After a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly burst into an angry shout, and kicked away a follower who was kneeling at the head of Mu Ziling's bed: "Get out!" Mu Ziling's face was covered with sweat, his lips turned white, Looking fiercely at Qin Yi, who was looking down at him from above, he gasped slightly.

"Gu never liked you."

Qin Yi's throat rolled slightly, and he said hoarsely, "You are not worthy."

Mu Ziling's eye sockets were filled with sweat, and he smiled unwillingly and said, "Killing Mu Huai'an is the happiest thing I've ever done in my life."

Qin Yi closed his eyes repressedly.

He stretched out his hand to remove the outer robe, and unbuttoned the inner garment, revealing the gauze that was wrapped in layers and slightly stained with blood.

Mu Ziling looked at him, but Qin Yi put his hand on his slender and beautiful calf.

"Mu Ziling, remember, you are the one who sorry for Gu first."

Qin Yi slowly tightened his fingers, looked into Mu Ziling's eyes and said in a low voice.

Looking at his expression, Mu Ziling didn't realize anything at first, but suddenly an extremely ominous thought rose from his mind, and his pupils shrank suddenly:

"Qin Yi—"

But before he could make a sound, Qin Yi clenched his fingers tightly.

In an instant, an extremely severe pain came from Mu Ziling's calf. Mu Ziling cried out in pain, convulsed as if someone had been ripped apart, and writhed frantically on the bed——

"Let go!!!"

His neck was raised high, his pale face was instantly covered with dense sweat, and he screamed uncontrollably: "Qin Yi——!!"

Qin Yi's hands were as steady as molten iron, and he looked at Mu Ziling's painful expression coldly and gloomyly, blinking his eyelashes slightly, but commanded the guards in a hoarse voice: "Hold him tight!!"

Mu Ziling was like a fish whose tail had been cut inch by inch, and could not stop moaning in pain.He struggled in severe pain, but the rope and countless pairs of unfamiliar hands held him tightly, and he couldn't do anything except be forced to bear it.There is no way to escape.

Mu Ziling's fingers involuntarily scratched the edge of the bed futilely and convulsively, but couldn't catch anything.

It was you who apologized to me first.

Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling's face, and shouted silently in his heart: You were the one who apologized to me first!Gu will never regret it! !

But Mu Ziling's strength was gradually exhausted, as if it had been a century, until Mu Ziling's voice became hoarse and he couldn't scream anymore.

He stared at the top of the bed in a daze, and could only twitch out of strength.

Cold sweat covered Mu Ziling's entire forehead, and the sweat flowed into his eye sockets, blocked by the eyelashes, and trembled with them.

He was crushed under Qin Yi's body in despair, there was no focus in his pupils, he just stared blankly at the air, completely unconscious below his knees.

Qin Yi's fingers were numb, and he let go of him slowly.

During the movement, the knife wound on his chest also collapsed when he exerted force, bleeding "tick-tick" and fell onto Mu Ziling's pale skin.

There was no trace of blood on Mu Ziling's face, and his thin body undulated slightly under the hands of the crowd, as if he was dying.

Qin Yi made a gesture to signal the guards to let go, and then looked at Xi Dujia without saying a word.With Mu Ziling.

The edges and corners of Mu Ziling's body seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and all the gloomy and aggressiveness of the past also disappeared, and his age seemed to have suddenly become much younger.

Looks like a fragile child.

"It's just a waste of your lightness kung fu."

Qin Yi struggled for a while, and for some reason, he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice, "Your leg is fine."

However, after a long time, Mu Ziling closed his eyes slowly, the eyeballs kept rolling under the thin eyelids.

He trembled slightly and gave a very light smile.

"It turns out that you really want me to die."

he said in a low voice.

He closed his eyes, and Qin Yi's face could no longer be seen.In the endless darkness, Mu Ziling only saw the gleam of light that sank to the bottom of the water at the beginning, and someone pulled him upstream.

"Live for me. I protect you."

Someone whispered in his ear, when he raised his head, the halo above his head was getting bigger and bigger, and the whole Jiangzhou was in the beautiful spring of March.

"I was going to use it to get to you."

Mu Ziling said: "I survived, I'm sorry. It's too much in your eyes."

The warm Lantern Festival in the night when no one cares about it, the little grasshopper in his palm, and the dead city in the heavy rain, it seems that the end is approaching.

Everything was like a tide, slowly receding from Mu Ziling's mind.

A tear trickled from the corner of his eye and quickly rolled into his temples.

Qin Yi stared at his silently opened and closed lips, hesitated for a long time, then bent down slightly, leaned close to Mu Ziling's lips, and asked in a low and hoarse voice:

"……what are you saying?"

Mu Ziling smiled on his pale face, and said:

"Qin Yi, go to hell."