Lonely tree in the north

Mo Xun's face turned pale, and even the words that came out of his mouth trembled, "You...you don't mean to..."

"You are dead anyway, why don't you help me before you die." He pointed at Mo Xun with his sword, his eyes full of killing and determination.

This is not a dream...

Mo Xun moved his body to back up, but the pain in his body told him that it was not fake.

Back then, the vicious Gu'an wanted to kill the kind Gu'an, but the two obviously couldn't exist at the same time. Why could he and himself exist at the same time?

"Don't worry, I will finish the rest of the game for you!" His expression suddenly became ferocious, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, the edge of the sword slid down his hand, and the sharp point stabbed at Mo Xun's chest!

呲——

The sound of the weapon piercing into the body was very clear and piercing, and the bright red blood splashed on his face, making him look extremely hideous.

"Ah!" Mo Xun held the weapon that needed to be pierced deeper, and his face became even paler.

When he saw the blood, his eyes widened, and the smile on his face became even more excited. The strength in his hands increased and he stabbed Mo Xun to the ground.

"You can bear it!"

Mo Xun gritted his teeth, but felt that his vision was slowly blurring, the pain from him became numb, and a deep sleepiness hit him.

At the moment when I closed my eyes, I who looked like Gu An suddenly seemed to have recovered my appearance...

He doesn't want to die, he still has a lot of things to do.

He doesn't want his vicious side to exist in the world, that person is not him, not the real Mo Xun...

A mixed voice began to faintly ring in his ears. Mo Xun only felt a huge pain from the place where the sword pierced just now. He wanted to struggle, but his limbs seemed to be tied tightly. How could he move and struggle? It didn't help, but it hurt even more to touch the wound.

"Um…………"

Mo Xun opened his eyes, only to find that his head was covered with something.

He seems to have slept for a long time, but what's going on now?

Is he not dead?

Are those all dreams?

The slight pain in his head made him frown, and he shook his head with the thing covering him. He felt that the real feeling at this time was exactly the same as that in the intangible dark space.

Mo Xun thought to himself: Could it be that that scene was fake?In the forest, the pain in that space is so real, what is going on?

Suddenly, he vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, and then he could clearly hear the sound of footsteps.

Mo Xun was startled, and wanted to move his body a little, but before he could move, the thing on his head was suddenly lifted by someone!

What greeted him was not his vicious side, but the Siye whom he had avoided for a long time!

Mo Xun raised his eyes to look at him, this face, this face with a smile but still feeling so indifferent, is a face that he will never forget once he has seen it, and he will never forget it.

This is the look that Si Ye should have after being blackened, this is the look that Gu An should have when he starts to hate him, this is the look he should have started to fall into irreparable cold blood.

The handsome and aloof face, the eyes full of red candles but still cold, the cold and clear eyes with a little disdain, exuding an irresistible aura of venerable.

What made Mo Xun even more eye-catching was that he was wearing a red black-edged gold-embroidered toga with domineering golden-clawed dragon patterns embroidered on it; in addition, his long black hair fluttered on his face, reflecting the smoothness of candlelight, It seems that there is a slight golden luster in the middle of the hair, which is not like a real person.

He looked down at Mo Xun, with playfulness and sarcasm at the end of his eyes, "Master Gu'an must have never thought that he would wear this red dress in his entire life, right? Look at your proud and noble self, in the end you are not Becoming what you call a murderous man?"

Mo Xun: "Si Ye, we have something to talk about, can you help me untie it first?"

This kind of Siye has always been soft and not tough, but now that he looks like this, he will go crazy at any time, and Mo Xun dare not act impulsively anymore.

He didn't expect that the person who had been looking at him coldly and sarcasticly in the past suddenly spoke to him so softly, a slight hesitation flashed in his eyes, but something suddenly came to his mind, and his gaze suddenly became vicious.

He quickly reached out and stuck Mo Xun's neck, pressing him on the bed, the sneering smile that flashed across his face gradually became bitter: "My dear master, you know me better and better, are you trying to lie to me?" Shall I let you go so that you have a chance to escape?"

Mo Xun's face turned from pale to red after being pinched, he opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

Limbs were bound, unable to breathe, Mo Xun's bloodshot eyes gradually gave up struggling, and when he closed his eyes tightly, a tear slipped down from the corner of his eyes involuntarily.

Anyway, people who have died twice, are they afraid of dying again?

But Si Ye had never seen him cry. As soon as his tears came out, his hands let go.

For a long time, Gu An, who thought he was a saint, shed tears in front of him?He has never shed tears no matter how much humiliation he has suffered, so what's going on now?

Breathing became smooth suddenly, and Mo Xun felt as if he had walked through the gate of hell. He reached out and stroked his chest, trying to breathe more smoothly, "cough cough cough..."

Suddenly realizing that he had been untied, he raised his head to look at him in a little surprise, but he didn't expect to meet his strange gaze.

Si Ye looked at him condescendingly, "Gu An, I'll give you a chance."