On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

Li Yi looked out the door in fear, his face was still stained with tears, Deputy Prime Minister Shen had just told him that if something happened to him, he would ask that man named Mo Er, the only person in Panyu City who could save him.

However, the people outside the house couldn't wait any longer. Seeing that no one answered, they directly kicked the door open.

Leaning against the four lanterns by the pool, Li Yi could clearly see the man who had almost blended into the night. He was very thin, almost as tall as a skeleton, and there was still white light in the night.

After the door opened, Weiss saw Mo Er first.

Seeing that Mo Er was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, he was going to the north city gate, but when he arrived at the gate of the palace, a eunuch rushed to report Mo Yi's assassination. He was so scared that he immediately went back to the Chongde Hall. Suo Xingmo was only slightly injured. When he arrived, the wound was almost bandaged, and there was still a half-dead assassin lying on the ground.

Mo Yi said indifferently: "Patriarch Wei came late, you didn't like the Lone Hand Blade Assassin."

Weiss, who had seen so many scenes at that time, was also jumping in his heart. He didn't dare to look directly into Mo Yi's eyes. He was so evil and tyrannical, like an angry lion, hiding its minions and waiting for its prey. Take the bait.

And Wes felt that he was the prey.

Using the soul-eating technique, Weiss could easily learn who the mastermind was from that half-dead assassin.

A person Weiss is not familiar with, Deputy Prime Minister Shen.

And Mo Yi was indifferent, I don't know if he guessed it early, or it doesn't matter to anyone, he took the time to look at Wei Si: "Patriarch Wei's Soul Devouring method is not bad, the knife does not see blood."

Wes sneered, he always felt that Mo had a desire to get rid of it, but Wes looked the same as usual, with the same politeness and alienation, which made it impossible for Mo Yi to adjust.

"It would be great to help the lonely general bring Deputy Prime Minister Shen, Patriarch Wei."

To put it bluntly, Mo Yi is the master, he is the minister, and he couldn't refuse Mo Yi's order, so he brought fifty soldiers with him to kill Deputy Prime Minister Shen's house.

But seeing Mo Er here, he was more or less surprised, and an immature idea gradually came into being. Could it be that Mo Er really had a very strong heart, wanting to kill Mo Yi and ascend to the throne.

"Patriarch Wei came at an unfortunate time. Deputy Prime Minister Shen just died." Mo Er didn't care what Wes was thinking, and let him see.

With just one glance, Weiss could tell that Deputy Prime Minister Shen died of poisoning.

This method of death became more and more inexplicable, and Weiss swallowed unconsciously.

"What about this brat?" Xixian interrupted suddenly, interrupting the confrontation between Mo Er and Weiss.

Weiss looked at Xixian unobtrusively. After looking at him for a long time, he found that he was just an ordinary person, so he turned his eyes back: "Take it back and hand it over to the king."

With a look, his soldiers understood, and in an instant, the two grabbed Li Yi's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.

How could Li Yi obediently be caught without a fight, kick over the pawn on the left, and try to jump into the yard.

Weiss snorted coldly, raised his hand to set up his bow and arrow, and pointed the arrow point directly at Li Yi. Not only that, more than [-] soldiers behind him also drew their bows and arrows, as long as Li Yi dared to run, they could shoot him into a sieve.

"If you catch him without a fight, you can still save your life." Mo Er said at the right time.

Li Yi turned his head, his eyes were full of resentment, his eyes seemed to be poisoned, and he shot at Mo Er, which aroused Weiss' suspicion even more.

"Where is the second prince going?" Weiss asked Mo Er while having Li Yi escorted.

Mo Er was taken aback by the question, he really didn't know where he should go, or he had a place to go, but he couldn't ask, so he kept giving Xi a wink.

Xi Xian knew it well: "Naturally, you will be with me."

"Really?" Weiss narrowed his eyes.

Xi Xian felt the killing intent, and squinted at Wes.

"Patriarch Wei gives way, the military situation waits for no one." Xixian is basically at the end of his strength, and now he can stand and rely on perseverance. Being blocked by Weiss, almost none of them staggered and fell to the ground. Thanks to Mo Er's moment Paying attention to him, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he entangled this person.

Weiss sneered, quite mockingly: "Young Master Xi is like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of this door."

Xi Xian gave him a rare look: "Patriarch Wei is joking."

For a moment, the two confronted each other, neither giving an inch.

Even if Xi Xian supported Mo Er, he still had to straighten his chest, as proud as a peacock.On the contrary, Mo Eryu couldn't bear it, missed Weiss, and walked out with Xixian.

Xixian took every step extremely slowly, and his steps were extremely heavy.

With a distance of more than ten meters, the two seemed to have walked for less than half an hour, both of them were sweating profusely, especially when they crossed the threshold, Mo Er almost failed to support Xi Xian and threw him out.

After leaving the door, Xi Xian whispered: "Go south, where is Third Uncle waiting for me?"

Still far away, Mo Er caught a glimpse of Xi's carriage. Uncle Xi was a lame old man, and he was much older than the owner of Xi's house.

Right now, he was limping and running towards here, and with Third Uncle Xi, Mo Er suddenly felt a lot easier.

He helped Xixian into the carriage, Mo Er peeked at him, only to see that his face was pale, he didn't know if he was awake or asleep.

Mo Er stretched out his hand to support him, wanting him to rely on himself, maybe he could sleep more comfortably.

However, where I touched it, I only felt that my palm was sticky. When I opened the curtain of the car, under the moonlight, I found that my palm was full of blood.

Mo Er was in a hurry and wanted to go up to check it carefully, but when he came across the laundry, all the blood rushed to his head in an instant, and his face was flushed from burning. Fortunately, the inside of the car was dark, so he couldn't see clearly.

But Xixian was wearing a red shirt again, and if he didn't untie his clothes, the injuries inside wouldn't be visible at all.

He fell into a dilemma for a while, and finally made up his mind, trembling his hands, trying to untie the buckle, but before he reached out, Xi Xian grabbed it.

"It's okay, it's just that the wound on the shoulder is open." Xi Xian still closed his eyes, holding Mo Er's hand, put it on his knee, and held it tightly.

Xixian's body temperature was transmitted to Mo Er, who instantly calmed down.

Mo Er: "Where is this going?"

Xi Xian calmly said, "The city gate."

"No, you're already like this, what's the use of going?"

It wasn't that Mo Er's tone was aggressive, but that Mo Er was really worried. He didn't know what Xi Xian's injury would look like, but it was always bad.

Xi Xian used some strength to hold Mo Er's hand tightly.However, Xixian's strength is not strong, even if he clenches it, it is only a virtual hold, but that alone is enough to make Mo Er calm down.

Seeing that Mo Er calmed down a lot: "Mo Er, I am the coach, there is always a difference between being present and not being present."

"But you were hurt so badly?"

Xixian laughed lowly, very lightly, like a goose feather brushing over Mo Er's heart, it was so crispy and itchy, he wished to scratch it with his hands to relieve the sadness.

"It's nothing, Mo Er, you are so smart, and you understand some reasons better than anyone else. I am still the coach, and my soldiers are all at the front. How can I stay behind? Even if I can't fight, I will always fight." stay with them."

"And the person you told Third Uncle to kidnap was also brought to Zhu Yangmen by Linglong."

Mo Er broke away from Xixian with his backhand, and patted the back of his hand lightly: "Stop talking, sleep for a while."

Xi Xian suddenly opened his eyes, which were shining brightly, and when they were opened, they were radiant, and smiled slightly: "No, I'm afraid I won't wake up if I fall asleep, if I don't, Mo Er looks at us In terms of relationship, take good care of Linglong, Xijia, and Dongyue for me."

"That won't work. My relationship with you has always been bad. You beat me a lot when you were young."

Mo Er suddenly turned over the old account, and brought Xi Xian back to the past, thinking about the stupid things he had done, he couldn't help laughing.

"Then trouble the Second Prince and ignore the fault of the villain."

Mo Er shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether it is Dongyue or washing the house, you take care of it yourself, I am not a minister who asks Gu, everyone asks Gu to me."

During the speech, Mo Er tightened his hands: "The old saying is good, the disaster will last for thousands of years, Mr. Xi can't just kill people casually, and besides, the spring of the next year has not yet come, and I haven't drunk your peach blossom wine... ..."

"You really can't suffer at all."

Mo Er smiled like a flower: "It's good that you know."

Xixian still wanted to ask about Weiss, but he was so exhausted that he didn't have enough strength to speak, so he closed his eyes resignedly.

After a while, he must have fallen asleep, but Mo Er still held his hand. It was not cold in June, but Xixian must have lost too much blood. Mo Er's hot air was also sucked away.

Uncle Xi knocked on the carriage through the curtain, presumably it had arrived.

In fact, Mo Er could smell the smell of blood from a long distance, mixed with the stench of scorched flesh, but he didn't really want to wake up Xixian.

Thinking again and again, Mo Er gently pushed Xixian with his hands.

It didn't work at first, but Mo Er increased his strength again, Xi Xian was barely awake, after a while, he said softly, "Help me."

Mo Er got out of the car first, opened the curtain, and got off the laundry.

After getting out of the car, Xi Xian gently waved Mo Er away, Mo Er first let go, and then pulled him back.

"It's okay, I can do it by myself, what does it look like being helped up." Xi Xian wanted to break free from Mo Er's hand, but Mo Er held it tightly, and Xi Xian couldn't break free immediately. He tried several times, but it didn't work , turned his head and looked at Mo Er without blinking.

Mo Er didn't take it seriously: "It's even more embarrassing if you fall down halfway."

He was so strong that he could not resist, and his subordinates used great strength to hold Xixian.

Xi Xian turned sideways, and as long as he lowered his head, he could see Mo Er's face. He had seen this face many times, and after seeing it for a long time, the slender and thin facial features had long been familiar to him, so it was not amazing. It was even dull, and his eyes were still blue and purple, so embarrassed, but it was more shocking than any other handsome and peerless face, as if with light, the first thing he caught a glimpse of in the world was this person.

"I'll invite you to drink when the Liang soldiers have retreated."

"Okay, I'll wait." Mo Er was still grinning, but Xi Xian always felt that he was preoccupied and didn't know what he was thinking, but he couldn't tell Mo Er if he asked.

Daliang's offensive gradually weakened, harassing him one after another.

"What's the matter, Third Uncle?" Seeing Xixian from a distance, Linglong paused visibly, obviously nervous, and asked Xi Third Uncle sharply.

Third Uncle Xi wanted to explain, but was robbed first by Xi Xian: "I asked for it myself, so I can't blame Uncle Third."