Mo Yan thought for a moment and said with a warm smile.
"If I throw it to you, are you sure you dare to catch it?"
Mo Yan smiled reluctantly, and his tone was slightly warning.
But the scarred man didn't understand the meaning of his words and said firmly.
"As long as you dare to throw it, I dare to catch it."
Mo Yan smiled playfully and threw the embroidery bag in his hand towards the scarred man.
The man with the scar excitedly raised his hand to pick it up, not knowing that the danger was coming.
Suddenly, a figure and a sword shadow flashed past. The scarred man's arm was cut off and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out uncontrollably.
The man with the scar covered his broken arm in pain, his face was hideous, and he screamed repeatedly. The man with the scar didn't know what had cut off his arm.
Mo Yan stood behind the scarred man, holding a long sword in his hand. The sword was stained with blood, dripping down from the tip. The shadow of the sword must have been Mo Yan.
Everyone had no idea when Mo Yan made his move. The speed was so fast that people were shocked. They only saw a blurry figure, and in a flash, the scarred man's arm was broken.
Everyone started to feel frightened when they saw this scene, especially Mo Yan who was in front of them. Even though they had been fighting for many years, they had never seen such a terrifying sword intent.
The moment Mo Yan released his sword intent, a golden flash suddenly appeared in the sky. Fortunately, Mo Yan's sword intent was retracted quickly, otherwise an unimaginable scene would have happened.
The golden flash also appeared for a second. As Mo Yan's sword intention disappeared, it also disappeared without anyone noticing.
Mo Yan waved his hand casually, and the long sword returned to the soldier's scabbard. The soldier looked at the sword on his waist in confusion, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was so nervous that he didn't know what the sword on his waist was. When he pulled it out, he felt nothing at all. If Mo Yan hadn't returned the sword, the soldier wouldn't have known it was the sword from his waist.
Ping Xuanlian blurted out without realizing it.
"So strong. He has such strength at such a young age."
Ping Xuanlian now admires Mo Yan and is curious about his identity.
Qin Tianlan said with a trembling voice: "I didn't expect that at his age, he would kill so decisively."
Lin Haiyao narrowed his eyes slightly and said with emotion: "We have been fighting all year round, but we are not as decisive as him."
Mo Yan heard the conversation between them, smiled interestingly, and said nothing. He turned around and looked at the painful scarred man, and said with a warm smile.
"I warned you, but you refused to listen. You insisted on picking it up. Now that your arm is broken, are you still interested in this embroidered bag?"
Mo Yan threw away the embroidery bag in his hand and his smile became even stronger.
The scarred man's face was extremely pale. He endured the pain and said harshly.
"If you don't kill me today, I will let you die without a burial place tomorrow."
Mo Yan disagreed, his expression was indifferent, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you today, but it's hard to say whether you can survive today." Mo Yan looked at his broken arm that was bleeding profusely and joked. "The top priority is to think about how to stop the bleeding, instead of threatening me here, otherwise you will come to me for revenge in the future."
The man with the scar looked at the broken arm that was bleeding profusely. It was better not to look at it. The more he looked at it, the angrier he became and the more painful he looked. If the bleeding didn't stop, he would definitely bleed too much today and die here. He had to swallow this bad breath first. He came to Mo Yan to settle accounts again and said in a solemn voice.
"let's go!"
The two younger brothers hurriedly stepped forward, supported the scarred man and walked deeper into the woods.
Mo Yan glanced at the man in black, and the two looked at each other, as if they were conveying something.
The man in black nodded slightly and followed.
Mo Yan stared at the leaving figure of the man in black, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously, as if he had already imagined the next scene.
Ping Xuanlian looked up at the sky and realized that it was already late. She didn't expect that time passed so quickly, so she sighed.
"We will definitely not be able to catch the Shadow Dynasty today, so let's hurry up!"
Mo Yan looked at Ping Xuanlian, scratched his head, and asked with some embarrassment.
"Girl, can you give me a ride?"
Mo Yan didn't know how to get to the border. He had been walking for several hours and didn't see any resting place nearby. He was really hungry and felt weak when he walked on.
It was my first time to go down the mountain. I was unfamiliar with the place. I didn’t know where I was going, where I could find food, or how long it would take to reach the border. I had no choice but to ask them to give me a ride. The most important thing was to be with the person I admired. together.
Ping Xuanlian asked, a little curious.
"Sir, are you going to the Divine Shadow Dynasty too?"
The reason why I ask this is because I am not sure if he is going to the Divine Shadow Dynasty. If he agrees but it is not convenient, I will not send him there then and I will lose my integrity. I have to ask him where he is going first. .
Mo Yan nodded, shook his head, thought about it, and said casually: "I am not going to the Divine Shadow Dynasty, but to the wild land."
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The scene was in an uproar, looking at Mo Yan with a strange look.
Mo Yan didn't care and still kept smiling.
Ping Xuanlian's thoughts changed and she asked curiously: "The border is a dangerous place. I wonder... what the young master is going to do."
Mo Yan pursed his lips, but did not reveal the purpose of going to the border. He made an excuse at random, "I have an old friend at the border. I went to find him for something."
Ping Xuanlian believed it to be true and did not worry about whether it was true or not. She nodded and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, we are not on the same path."
Mo Yan thought for a while and said thoughtfully, "It doesn't matter, just let me down at the intersection."
Lin Haiyao leaned close to Ping Xuanlian's ear and whispered: "Seventh Princess, do you really want to give him a ride?"
Ping Xuanlian nodded, "If you ask us for help, of course we will help."
Lin Haiyao was a little confused and said: "But his origin is unknown. What if he is an enemy and stabs us in the back?"
Ping Xuanlian thought about it for a while, looking at Mo Yan's innocent eyes, she still felt like giving him a ride.
Ping Xuanlian looked at Qin Tianlan and said, "Tianlan, together with Hai Yao, give your horse to this young master."
Qin Tianlan was a little reluctant, but did not dare to disobey the order, so she had to jump off the horse, let the horse out, jumped up, and sat on Lin Haiyao's horse.
After Mo Yan clasped his fists to express his gratitude, he jumped onto the horse. The horse seemed to be reluctant, spinning around in circles and jumping up and down, as if it wanted to drive Mo Yan off.
Mo Yan was not someone to take things for granted. He was as steady as an old dog on the horse's back. No matter how the horse swayed, he could not shake Mo Yan off.
After a while, the tired horse was out of breath, panting with its tongue exposed. Mo Yan smiled and touched the hair on the horse's head, as if to comfort the horse's mood.
After the horse's mood stabilized, he no longer resisted and allowed himself to be manipulated, as if he had surrendered to Mo Yan.
Seeing that he had tamed the horse, Ping Xuanlian also said, "Let's get on our way!"
Ping Xuanlian's white horse ran out first, followed closely by everyone.
Mo Yan rode a black and white horse and walked side by side with Ping Xuanlian. The horses were galloping on this road, and the dust was flying, as if thousands of troops were rushing to the battlefield, which made people's blood boil.
Mo Yan seemed to be really hungry, and there was a constant "gurgling" sound in his stomach. He turned to look at Ping Xuanlian, hesitating whether to ask for some food to fill his stomach, but he was too embarrassed to speak, and was extremely torn. In the end, in order to fill his stomach, he mustered up the courage to speak.
Because the sound of horse hooves was too noisy and Mo Yan's voice was too soft, Ping Xuanlian didn't hear what he said at all.
Mo Yan also had a look of helplessness on his face, so he had to emphasize his tone and said: "Girl, I haven't eaten for a day, and I'm really hungry. Can you give me some food to fill my stomach? If that doesn't work, I can buy it with silver taels."
Fortunately, Ping Xuanlian heard his appeal this time and joked with a smile: "Why...do you want to use my silver to buy my food?"
Mo Yan scratched his head in embarrassment and curled his lips.
"alright, that's fine."
Ping Xuanlian covered her mouth with a funny smile and said.
"Brother Mo Yan, don't take offense. I'm just joking with you."
After hearing what she said, Mo Yan couldn't hide the smile on his lips. He cleared his throat, quickly put away his smile, pretended to be calm, and said.
"But...I take it seriously."
Before Ping Xuanlian could speak, Mo Yan thought for a moment, cleared his throat again, and said with a slightly shrunken voice.
"Unless... you appreciate some food, maybe... I won't take this matter to heart."
Qin Tianlan also imitated Mo Yan, cleared his throat, and joked with a smile.
"Brother Mo Yan, are you stuck in phlegm? Why do you keep clearing your throat?"
Mo Yan glanced at him and said coldly.
"If you really get stuck in phlegm, I'll spit it in your face with the first bite."
The corners of Qin Tianlan's mouth twitched, she glanced at him and turned her head.
The scene of spitting seemed to appear in front of her eyes. Ping Xuanlian glanced at him with a look of disgust. She didn't say much, but turned to look at Qin Tianlan on the other side and asked.
"Tianlan, do you have any extra sesame seeds over there?"
Qin Tianlan nodded with respect.
"There are still some, what's the matter, Your Highness the Seventh Princess?"
Ping Xuanlian glanced at Mo Yan, who had been covering his hungry stomach with his hand, and looked at his slightly confused eyes, maybe he was really hungry.
Ping Xuanlian thought he was joking at first, so she didn't take it seriously. She was perhaps a little ashamed, and then she said to Qin Tianlan in a gentle and gentle manner.
"Brother Mo Yan seems to be really hungry. If you have extra, give him a piece of sesame cake!"
Qin Tianlan did not hesitate, put her hand into the clothes on her chest, took out a bag from the clothes, brought it to her eyes and opened it. The aroma was everywhere, and the aroma of sesame cakes overflowed.
Qin Tianlan's stomach suddenly growled a few times, and he seemed to feel hungry the moment he smelled the aroma of sesame cakes. He found that this was the last piece of sesame cakes, and sighed reluctantly.
"Here... go on."
After saying this, he also threw the sesame seed cake in his hand towards Mo Yan.
Mo Yan turned around and reached out to catch the sesame seed cakes he threw over, smiled and said thanks with a fist in his hands.
"Thank you very much! I, Mo Yan, will definitely keep this kindness in mind for giving you sesame seed cakes."
Qin Tianlan waved her hands helplessly and reluctantly looked away from the sesame cakes. She didn't care about the kindness he said, but the words that came out of her mouth were different from what she thought in her heart.
"This is what you said, don't go back on it then."
When Qin Tianlan said these words, he looked in disbelief. He didn't know why he said these words.
Mo Yan couldn't wait to take a bite, chewing the sesame seed cake in his mouth, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and couldn't speak clearly.
"I have never broken my word, Mo Yan, so far. You can rest assured that I will definitely not break my promise."
Everyone was silent.
Mo Yan took his time and chewed the sesame biscuits. The sesame biscuits were indeed a bit dry and difficult to swallow. He took the wine bottle from his waist and took a sip before reluctantly swallowing the sesame biscuits in his mouth and looking at his dirty sleeves. , anyway, the sleeves are already very dirty.
After Suo Xing wiped the grease stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, he burped and hung up the wine bottle calmly.
Ping Xuanlian wanted to know where he was from, so she asked.
"I wonder...Brother Mo Yan, can you tell me where he comes from? I'm really curious. If you don't want to tell me, you don't have to tell me."
Mo Yan was just about to speak, but the words came out, so he stuffed them back without wanting to say anything about Qingyang Mountain. He thought for a moment, looked at the dusty clothes, his eyes were downcast, and he sighed with emotion.
"Look at where my down and out clothes come from. I just wandered here. I don't want to live such a wandering life, so I choose to go to the wilderness to find my old friend."
Ping Xuanlian looked at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.
Mo Yan had a smile on his face all the time, and he looked amiable and approachable, but the decisiveness with which he had just attacked the scarred man was completely inconsistent with his smiling face.
Just like Ping Xuanlian's majestic appearance on the battlefield, that indescribable domineering style seems to have disappeared here. Although she is wearing armor here, her personality is gentle and elegant, which makes her full of charm and ability. Arousing Mo Yan's hard-hearted soul can make Mo Yan fall in love with her at first sight.
Mo Yan couldn't help but want to look at her every moment, and he didn't know why. Maybe it was because he liked her, or maybe he just admired her, but he couldn't control his random thoughts.
Mo Yan had never been like this before, and his thoughts were very complicated. He turned to look at Ping Xuanlian again. This time, he was very fascinated, as if he was confused by the profile of her face under the helmet, and he refused to look away. She has a flawless white jawline and a pink and tender cherry mouth. I really want to bite her. Her lips are perfect for the intersection of lips and teeth.
The more Mo Yan watched, the more he became addicted. The more he looked, the more he looked up. The affectionate gaze seemed to explain everything. The brain in his mind seemed to be boiling. He pursed his lips and swallowed, and his Adam's apple squirmed with the swallowed saliva. She seemed sexy, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
The soldier behind him also smiled like an aunt when he saw Mo Yan's affectionate eyes, and no one bothered him to see the seventh princess.
The first point is because he is afraid. After all, he has extraordinary strength, and he is afraid that interrupting his appreciation of the seventh princess will have unnecessary consequences. The second point is that he really likes to see this scene.
Ping Xuanlian seemed to feel that someone had been staring at her. She turned her head and looked at Mo Yan with a wide smile. She tilted her head slightly and blinked her big, pure, watery eyes. The two looked at each other.
Mo Yan was nervous for a moment, and hurriedly withdrew his affectionate eyes, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to face it. He was a little overwhelmed, his heart was beating fast, and his face gradually turned red, as if he was shy and turned his head away, pretending to be calm.
Ping Xuanlian just smiled brightly, turned her head, and said nothing more.
Mo Yan couldn't help but glance at her again and found that she was not looking here. He patted his chest and took a deep breath. His tense mood quickly became fluffy. It seemed that some kind of picture was flashing in his mind.
Mo Yan's eyes became blurry as he stared into the distance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly unconsciously. From then on, the smile never came down from his face, as if he was giggling.
There was a turning road ahead. Because Mo Yan was imagining beautiful pictures, his thoughts were not in the outside world and he failed to pay attention to all the road conditions in front of him. Likewise, the speed of the horse was not very fast. It was already approaching. Even if he reacted now, it was already too late. The horse's brain doesn't even turn when it knows there is no road ahead. It doesn't know how to turn, but it doesn't know how to stop.
Ping Xuanlian realized something was wrong, and just when she wanted to warn him, it was too late, and the horse rushed out without hesitation.
Mo Yan felt like he was flying in the sky, with an imaginary smile on his lips, and suddenly he fell down. He felt bad. He woke up instantly, with a panicked look on his face. The face that had been smiling just now suddenly became serious, and instinctively Pulling on a small branch, the downward dive was too great, and the small branch was broken before it could hold up for a second.
It was too late when Mo Yan tried to grab other branches. He fell to the ground and rolled down, and a miserable sound came from below.
"Ah! Oh~~huh~~"
Qin Tianlan jumped off the horse and ran to the slope with a distressed look on her face, staring down and shouting.
"Damn...my horse~"
Ping Xuanlian also hurriedly jumped off the horse, walked to the slope and looked down, and found that it was only a slope of more than ten meters, not very high. Looking at Mo Yan with his feet in the air, he did not feel distressed, but There was a hint of fun smile.
Everyone looked at the slope with bewildered expressions.
"I'll go...this is too brave!"
Lin Haiyao sneered and said with a bit of joking.
"It's enough to daydream about lovesickness."
Everyone was thoughtful after hearing this, and one soldier boldly smiled and said.
"Who on earth can make him dream of lovesickness during the day!"
"What a good boy, you actually used this method to gain the attention of the Seventh Princess. It's really beautiful."
After all, everyone saw the way Mo Yan looked at Ping Xuanlian just now, so when he said this, he looked at Ping Xuanlian's back.
Ping Xuanlian coughed twice with some embarrassment. Everyone knew what her cough meant and they weren't joking.
Qin Tianlan looked at the horse that was getting up slowly. After finding that it was okay, she patted her chest and took a deep breath.
"As long as it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter!"
Mo Yan stood up with a look of pain on his face, patted the fallen leaves on his body and head with his hands, looked at the top of the slope, and then looked at the horse that had climbed up. After finding that it was okay, he sighed. He said that if something happened to it, he would not know how to explain it to Qin Tianlan. After all, this horse was Qin Tianlan's partner in life and death. If it died because of his own negligence, he would not know what to do. Well, luckily it's okay.
Ping Xuanlian shouted: "Brother Mo Yan, are you not injured?"
Mo Yan stretched his muscles, waved his hands, and said with a simple smile.
"Girl, don't worry, Your Excellency. It's nothing serious. It's just a little painful after falling from above."
Ping Xuanlian raised her voice and said.
"It's fine. Can you come up?"
Mo Yan looked around and found that there was no way up. He shook his head and said.
"If I were alone, I could go up easily, but there is a horse, so it would be difficult."
Qin Tianlan was deeply afraid that he would leave the horse there, so he hurriedly spoke.
"Boy, don't throw my precious horse there. If you dare to throw it there, I will have to teach you a lesson after you come up!"
Mo Yan stood up straight, vowed, and said.
"You can rest assured that I never abandon anything around me. Even if this horse is not mine, but you lent it to me, I will naturally not abandon it."
Seeing his unwavering expression, Qin Tianlan didn't seem to be lying, so she might have believed him.
Ping Xuanlian touched her chin as white as snow and began to think.
At some point, the horse ran up to Qin Tianlan and rubbed his shoulder with its head.
Qin Tianlan turned around and saw that it was his precious horse. He asked with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How did you get up here?"
The horse said "咴~咴~" several times, as if telling how it came up.
Qin Tianlan, who was obviously dependent on the horse, seemed to understand. He looked not far away, where there was a slope that was not very sloping. He seemed to understand. He looked back and stroked the horse's hair with his hands, as if to comfort him. Holding it, the horse is extremely docile in front of Qin Tianlan.
The people around him also had expressions of disbelief, and they didn't notice when it came. After all, everyone's attention was on Mo Yan under the slope.
Ping Xuanlian raised her voice again and said.
"Brother Mo Yan, you can come up now."
Mo Yan also heard the horse's cry just now, so he turned around to look at where it was just now, and found that it was gone, so he didn't make a fuss. He also knew that it had gone up, so he didn't care about it, and jumped up. He jumped up step by step with the help of trees on the slope.
Ping Xuanlian looked at Mo Yan who was standing in front of her, and found that there was a long and slender wound on his neck, with blood oozing out. However, the wound was not very deep. It should have been accidentally scratched by a branch, so Mo Yan could not Feel the pain.
Ping Xuanlian took off a white handkerchief from her waist with a white lotus engraved on it, and walked towards Mo Yan step by step.
Mo Yan was a little at a loss and didn't know what she was going to do. His eyes were a little evasive and he didn't dare to look at her eyes, fearing that she would see his feelings.
Ping Xuanlian came to him, handed out the handkerchief in her hand, and whispered softly.
"Your neck is bleeding, wipe it!"
Mo Yan touched his injured neck with his hand, and a sudden pain surged into his heart, causing Mo Yan to cry out unprepared.
"Ah~~"
This ecstatic "Ah~~" was also caught off guard, and strange expressions appeared on everyone's faces, ranging from disgust to disgust. In short, all kinds of expressions appeared.
