Rebirth was attacked by scum and stalked to death

The sound of horseshoes in the ear was like thunder rolling, and the arrows pierced through the void like heavy rain pouring from the sky. The bandits in Yinfengzhai were more like ants rushing back to their nests. In contrast, they seemed so small.

Mo Jiang dragged Xiao Er who was unconscious and waited behind the rock. When everyone arrived, he glanced at He Chuiyi, the meaning was self-evident.

He Cuiyi handed the antidote to Mo Jiang, and when he raised his hand, seven or eight small bugs quickly slid into the long braid from his arm.

"Master, which way shall we go?" one person asked.

Mo Zhu glanced at the pursuers who were relentlessly chasing him, and said with a serious face: "We can't catch up with my father-in-law, we can only go in another way."

Mo Jiang fed the antidote to Xiao Er, asked others to carry Xiao Er on their backs, and said to everyone: "Go down the mountain first."

"Okay." Mo Zhu responded.

Without further ado, everyone left immediately, Mo Zhu looked back at He Chuiyi, and urged: "Don't stand still, let's go."

He Chuiyi's skin was too pale, his face didn't change much, but his lips lost color, Mo Zhu frowned unconsciously, took two steps back and took his hand, "Do you want to go back?"

"I promise……"

"Okay, okay, I know you never break your promise, I'm a bandit, can't I take you away?" While talking, he grabbed He Chuiyi's waist with one hand and hugged him into his arms, Mozhu felt embraced. It was cold, and he said in an unhappy tone, "Cold?"

He Chuiyi nodded in a daze, "Leng..."

Mo Zhu lifted the Taoist robe and wrapped him in, "Is it better?"

"Well... I'm a little sleepy, sleep for a while, you, don't leave me."

His voice was very soft, and completely lost the heroic spirit of the past. Mo Zhu only felt that a feather had scratched his heart, and it was unbearably itchy.

Mozhu's lightness skill is good, even if he is holding He Chuiyi, he can easily catch up with Mo Jiang and others.

In the gust of wind, the scarlet blood soaked the Taoist robe, gradually converging into droplets and dripping, and finally was blown away by the wind at the moment of falling.

He Cuiyi exerted all his energy and tapped the flute with his fingertips. Several Gu worms crawled out of their long braids, slid into He Cuiyi's collar imperceptibly, and stopped behind his arms.

The blood slowly stopped, and He Chuiyi also fell into a deep sleep.

Although riding a horse is fast, it is still unable to travel recklessly in the mountains and forests; no matter how superb the archery skills of the generals of the Jin Dynasty, they are helpless against these loach-like bandits.

When Emperor Wu arrived with his seriously injured body, the Jin soldiers had already lost Mo Zhu and others.

"Where is the person I asked you to chase?" Emperor Wu was furious immediately. He lay on his upper body, with blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth. His whole body looked like a lion with a wounded head, and his eyes were full of exhausted killing intent.

If He Cuiyi was right in front of him, he would definitely bite off He Cuiyi's neck with his sharp fangs.

"It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty, please the emperor to punish him."

The veins in Emperor Wu's hand clutching the rein bulged, as if it would burst the skin, which showed how much strength he had used.

The outrageous anger made his facial features hideous. He grinned and said, "Run? He Chuiyi, where can you run?"

He continued to talk to himself: "I'm waiting for you to come back in Luozhou City, if you come back with his head, maybe I can spare your life."

"Your Majesty, are you still chasing me?"

"Go back to the city." He turned his horse's head and said with a smile, "I have a way to make him come back by himself."

After returning, whether to kill him immediately, or stay by his side to play and have fun before killing him, everything is under control.

"Zhong Xiaoshi, let's settle the old account and the new account together."

When he woke up, He Chuiyi felt his right hand being held tightly.

Opening his eyes, he immediately saw a pair of peach blossom eyes full of worry. He looked at himself with concern, but the words he said were reproaches: "Why are you hurt?"

He Cuiyi was stunned for a moment, and just as he moved his left arm, someone grabbed him.

Mo Zhu glared at him, and murmured: "Do you want to piss me off?"

"Where is it?" He Chuiyi could only continue to lie down, laughing helplessly, "it was probably scratched by a branch."

"How can a branch bleed so much?" Mo Zhu asked suspiciously.

In fact, just now, his subordinates proposed to take off He Chuiyi's clothes and bandage him first, but Mo Zhu refused without thinking about his delicate skin and tender flesh.As soon as the others left, Mo Zhu took off his clothes by himself, and bandaged them up carefully and solemnly, but he didn't dare to look closely during the process, and he didn't even dare to take a second glance, although he didn't dare to look too much, But no matter how you think about it, how can you bleed so much when you are scratched by a branch?

However, his skin is really tender, the piece under his arm is like tofu, smooth and soft.

Not sure if it's the same elsewhere...

Mo Zhu licked her dry lips, and the tips of her ears turned red.

Mozhu is used to being unrestrained and free, and he doesn't know how to hide his emotions at all. He Chuiyi looked at him with a broken smile, touched his earlobe with his thin white fingers, and said with a joke: "I'm not in good health, so I usually bump it a little bit." It's bleeding. You bandaged me?"

"En." Mo Zhu pulled back the hand covering He Chuiyi's right hand as if it was hot, and said sullenly.

"Take off my clothes?"

Mo Zhu raised his head in horror, and said in disbelief: "How can you bandage it if you don't take it off? You're not a girl, so I'll be responsible if you take it off?"

He Chuiyi looked at him innocently, "I didn't say I would hold you responsible. Besides, you must be the only one who saw it. I can ask someone else to take responsibility."

Mo Zhu's face darkened, and he scolded: "Can't you stop and stop? Can you bear to provoke so many people?"

"You have so many father-in-laws, and I don't see that you can't bear it." He Chuiyi laughed lowly, "Who still sees me without clothes? I'll find him to take responsibility."

"It's just me!" Mo Zhu said angrily.

"Forget it, I don't want you to be responsible."

He looked at He Chuiyi angrily, but inadvertently met a pair of smiling eyes, his breathing was stagnant, and his heart beat unexpectedly accelerated.

Weird, weird looking.

"You rest first. Xiaoer wakes up and hears that you are injured and wants to make medicine for you. I'll go and see." Mo Zhu hurriedly stood up, took off her Taoist robe, and she was wearing a white dress, perfectly Outline his strong body.

Putting on the Taoist robe is like a foolish stick, but taking off the Taoist robe seems to be unparalleled in the world.

He Chuiyi nodded appreciatively, and said to his hasty back: "You don't want to wear that Taoist robe anymore. It doesn't look good in this one. There is a reason why your father-in-law doesn't want to marry his daughter to you."

He paused for a moment, and then disappeared even faster from He Chuiyi's sight.

He Chuiyi slowly looked away, and the smile on his face disappeared.He shook out a few stiff Gu worms from his cuffs, twisted them with his fingertips, and murmured: "If there is really only one antidote, how long can my body that has raised Gu worms last?"

Looking around, it was a simple hut, it seemed that they were in a farmhouse, and Emperor Wu did not catch up.

If he didn't catch himself, he would definitely anger Zhong Xiaoshi. He didn't know if Luozhou City was far away from this place, and would it be too late to rush back now?

He Cuiyi moved his arm, but it didn't hurt. It seemed that the toxin had already spread into his body.

He glanced at the door first, but he didn't see the figures of the people in Yinfengzhai. If he left here, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't bump into them. He Cuiyi looked back, and finally saw a half-open window.

He walked to the window, opened it, and said mockingly, "If I have a chance to come back, I will..."

At the end of the sentence, He Chuiyi sighed softly.

The injury on the leg was healed by seven or eight points, and it hardly hindered walking. He Cuiyi jumped out holding the window sill, and there was still a slight pain coming from the calf when he landed.

"If you have a chance to come back, what will you do?" A joking voice sounded behind him, He Chuiyi froze and turned his head abruptly.

I saw that Mo Zhu was holding a porcelain bowl in one hand and playing with He Chuiyi's flute in the other, looking at He Chuiyi with a half-smile, with unfathomable eyes.

"Want to go back?" He raised the flute to his lips and blew, "You don't even want your own things?"

He Chuiyi asked depressedly: "How do you know I will leave? Or through the window?"

Mo Zhu said: "I saw you looking at the door from a long distance away, it seems that you don't intend to leave at the door, and come to guard outside the window first."

"..."

Mo Zhu pulled him to his side, raised his chin at him, and said: "How did you come out, how did you get in."

"Mo Zhu, if I don't leave, it will be too late!" He Chuiyi was extremely anxious.

"Then you kill me before leaving, you will know Gu, I can't beat you."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Then stop talking nonsense and go in and drink the medicine."

Seeing that He Chuiyi was still unmoved, Mo Zhu moved the flute to his eyes angrily, "You want this thing, right? It's all in my hands, how can you do it with me?"

He Chuiyi glanced at him, but said nothing.He only used the flute to wake up the Gu, moreover, he could wake up the Gu with a snap of his fingers, the reason why he used the flute was because his master liked to use the sound of the flute to control the Gu.

He Cuiyi turned into the small hut, and Mo Zhu also came in through the gate when he was young.

"You're bleeding a lot, this medicine is boiled by Xiaoer to replenish your blood."

He reached out to pick it up and asked, "Is he alright?"

Mo Zhu withdrew his hand, "The poison is cured, but the injury is still not healed."

He didn't give the bowl to himself, He Chuiyi looked at him puzzled, Mo Zhu frowned and said: "The bowl is hot."

"fine……"

Mo Zhu taunted: "You can bleed so much when you get scratched by a branch, how can you still be burned?"

He scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, blew it cool patiently, and then stopped by He Chuiyi's lips, saying, "Open your mouth."

He Chuiyi stared at him blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Open your mouth!"

He Chuiyi suddenly came back to his senses, trying to hide something, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will burn your mouth?"

"I'll cover your mouth with your mouth and then feed you myself?"

"That's not necessary." He Chuiyi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Open your mouth."

A small bowl of medicine, forcibly fed the time of a stick of incense.

"Is it good?" Mo Zhu stared at him and asked.

He Chuiyi didn't know, so he asked, "Okay, drink?"

What good can medicine drink?

Mo Zhu fed a few drops into his mouth with the spoon that He Chuiyi had held, "Hiss! It's so bitter."

He Chuiyi smiled, "Have you never taken any medicine?"

"I've drank it. I saw that you drank it with gusto and thought it wasn't bitter. Who knew it would be so bitter."

"Brother! I have good news for you!" Mo Jiang burst in beaming, his eyes paused for a moment on Mo Zhu's hand holding the spoon, and soon returned to normal.

Mo Zhu asked: "What good news? The emperor died of illness?"

Mo Jiang shook his head, "I saw a girl at my aunt's house, she definitely looks better than any girl you've seen before!"

Mo Zhu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Better than Miss Zhu?"

"Of course."

He threw the porcelain bowl and soup spoon on the wooden table, and said with great interest, "I'll go and have a look."

He got up and walked out, and found that a piece of his clothes was still under He Cuiyi's left hand. He Cuiyi's arm was injured, but Mo Zhu didn't pull it out directly, and said with a smile: "Move your hands, I'll go and have a look." return."

He Chuiyi wiped the concoction from his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "My arm is weak, I can't move it."

"Isn't it exciting to turn over the window just now?"

"The right hand I used just now."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Er came in from the door, he covered his chest with his hands, and walked too fast when he came, sweat was dripping from his forehead at this moment, he said intermittently: "He, Mr. He, it's not good Yes, Prefect Zhong, the entire family has been arrested, I heard... I heard that in three days, the entire Zhong family will be executed."

He Chuiyi's expression changed suddenly, and he stood up from the side of the couch in an instant, "Oh no!"

A hand wrapped around his waist and carried him back to the couch.

"You are so excited, the kid surnamed Zhong will be beheaded in three days, are you afraid it will be too late?"

The author has something to say: The update was interrupted yesterday due to force majeure.

Ask again: Isn’t it sweet?Isn't it sweet?Is this chapter not sweet?

Also, there are a lot of classes tomorrow, and I don’t have time until [-]:[-] p.m., but it will not be updated continuously. It may be very late, so I will let you know in advance.