Only the two of them were left in the tent again.
Mo Xi walked to the bed and sat down beside Gu Mang. He raised his hand and touched Gu Mang's forehead — it was still a little hot, but it was much better than a few days ago.
"Meng Ze said you woke up during the day, but maybe I'm unlucky. Every time I come to see you, you're still asleep," Mo Xi said to him in a low voice, as if he hoped he could hear it, but also as if he didn't want to disturb him.
When a person was facing his true love, no matter how strong he was, he would always be weak.
"The remnant soul of the Blood Scourge has been sealed again. It's sealed very well. You've once again completed your task." Mo Xi said softly, "You, no matter how difficult the task is or how strict the requirements are, you can always complete it. Jun Shang has never misjudged you … You're more capable than anyone else. "
He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Gu Mang's.
"But when will you care more about yourself?"
The person lying on the bed was quiet. His soft and long eyelashes cast deep shadows on his eyelids.
Mo Xi said in a low voice, "You clearly know that you can't suppress the Dark Demon's aura anymore, but you still want to unseal the Demon Wolf's blood. You want to delay the State Preceptor so that the Murong Lian can have time to give me the brocade pouch." He closed his eyes. His eyeballs moved restlessly under his thin eyelids.
"Senior Brother …"
The person sleeping soundly didn't respond. Mo Xi pressed his forehead against his. After a long time, he said, "You've done everything you can. When we return to the capital, you should rest well. You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take care of everything. "
"…"
"I don't know how long I can protect you, but as long as I'm alive, I won't let anyone bully you."
"…"
"You can rest well."
After Mo Xi finished speaking, he sat with him for a long time. He only got up and left the tent when a messenger urgently reported the situation of the disaster victims in the east of the city.
The wind outside was blowing rapidly. When the curtain of the tent was lifted, the sound of the whistling wind could be heard. When the curtain fell, the inside of the tent returned to silence.
In this silent silence, the eyelashes of the person lying on the bed fluttered, and tears flowed down her soft cheeks into the depths of her hair. Gu Mang slowly opened his eyes.
In fact, he was not asleep at all. Every night when Mo Xi came to visit him, he was awake.
It was just that he didn't know how to be magnanimous and how to face it.
He was not afraid of heaven or earth, but he was afraid of parting.
That day, he unsealed himself and stimulated all the Demon Wolf blood in his body to fight against the Imperial Master. Since then, the Qi of the Black Demon had gone out of control in his body. He could feel that his memories were almost collapsing and flowing away, and this kind of flow could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.
And Mo Xi was already so entangled. If every day when he came to visit him, he found that his mind was even less clear than the day before, what would Mo Xi do?
Although it was terrifying to be beheaded by a swift knife, it was even more torturous to be cut inch by inch with a blunt knife. Gu Mang did not want to drag Mo Xi into this torment, so he would rather not talk to Mo Xi directly.
But in the dead of night, when there was no one in the tent, he would fumble for the book of memories he had written in the depths of the pillow and carefully unfold it. Like a drowning person holding onto a piece of driftwood, he would read it over and over again, almost paranoid.
At first, he could still remember the contents written in it, but as the days passed, the words on the paper became more and more like someone else's story. Today, he could barely recall any details in half of the book.
Gu Mang raised his hand and tucked the crumpled page from reading too many pages into his chest. He used so much force that the meridians on the back of his hand floated up. He pressed the book of memories against his chest, as if he could lock those scattered memories back into the depths of his heart.
He curled up on the bed, unable to sleep for the entire night.
After the reorganization of the Great Marsh City, it took seven days.
On the evening of the seventh day, the army had settled everything and was ready to move out. And by this time, Gu Mang's memories from the Mirror of Time were almost gone. But this was not the worst. Even if his memories were lost, he could at least be like before he went to Bat Island. The worst thing was that because the Black Demon's aura was out of control, Gu Mang's mind was on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Meng Ze had to give him medicine to calm his mind every day, and only then could he barely suppress his evil aura.
This night was no exception. Gu Mang drank the medicine Meng Ze gave him as usual, then sat on the edge of the bed, silently playing with his fingers while thinking about how he should face Mo Xi tomorrow.
He couldn't keep pretending to be asleep.
Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a guard outside say, "Princess, the Lord Wangshu wishes to see you."
Meng Ze was tidying up the medicine. Hearing this, he was startled and looked at Gu Mang.
Gu Mang was slightly surprised, "Why is he here …"
"I don't know, but you should put on the mask first." Meng Ze said and handed him the mask.
Although most of the cultivators in the army were now convinced that this mysterious "guard" was Gu Mang, and this matter was already clear, it was not the same thing whether it was revealed or not. At the very least, they still needed window paper.
Gu Mang had just put on the mask when the Murong Lian came in.
As soon as he entered the room, his peach blossom eyes swept over Gu Mang first, then fell on Meng Ze. Meng Ze put the last packet of medicine powder into the medicine box, then turned to the Murong Lian and smiled, "Brother Lian, we're going back to the capital tomorrow morning. Why don't you go rest early and restore your energy? Why did you come here to find me?"
The Murong Lian didn't say anything. He took two puffs of Floating Like A Dream, then his gaze fell on Gu Mang again.
Finally, he exhaled a cloud of smoke, took the pipe and pointed it at Gu Mang, saying, "I'm not looking for you. I'm looking for him. "
Meng Ze's expression changed slightly, but he still said gently, "He's just a small guard. If you have any business with him, it's better that —"
"A small guard?" The Murong Lian sneered, "Meng Ze, it's fine if you help Mo Xi hide it from others. Why do you have to hide it from me? Do you think I don't know who he is? "
"… …"
"When he gave me the brocade pouch and asked me for help, he revealed his identity to me."
Meng Ze suddenly fell silent.
The Murong Lian said, "Gu Mang, come here."
Meng Ze hurriedly said, "Brother Lian, he's exhausted a lot of energy when he unsealed the demon wolf's blood. Moreover, his divine sense is unstable these days. It's easy for him to go out of control. You should go back first. If you have any business with him, it won't be too late to talk about it after we return to the capital. "
"What do you mean? Do you think I'm going to beat him up? Or do you think he's going to beat me up? "
"… …"
The Murong Lian looked at her coldly, "Don't worry, your brother won't fight with a useless brat." Then, he waved at Gu Mang impatiently, "Come here. I have something to say to you. "
Gu Mang thought for a moment and stood up. Meng Ze said, "You're not mentally stable. It's best if you don't go —"
The Murong Lian ignored her. Without saying anything, he grabbed Gu Mang's hand and dragged him out of the tent.
On the eve of the departure, the cultivators were all busy with their own things. There was no one around the main tent. The Murong Lian dragged Gu Mang for quite a distance without saying a word. When they reached a secluded riverbank in the suburbs, he finally let go of his hand.
Gu Mang didn't understand. He rubbed his red wrist, "What's the matter?"
The Murong Lian didn't answer him immediately. Instead, he walked back and forth along the riverbank. The moonlight shone on the sparkling lake and reflected on the Murong Lian's pale face. The Murong Lian looked a little anxious. His clothes were slightly open, and there were bandages wrapped around his body. In the previous battle, he also suffered serious injuries. Even after recuperating for a few days, he still looked a little tired.
The Murong Lian's silk shoes creaked as they stepped on the gravel on the riverbank. After pacing a few times, he stopped.
He stared at Gu Mang, raised his hand and took a few puffs of Floating Like A Dream. He said dryly, "I have a question. I want to confirm it with you. "
"… …"
He took two more puffs.
He raised his peach blossom eyes and stared fiercely at Gu Mang, "But before that, I want to ask you one thing. How much of your f * cking memory have you recovered?"
Gu Mang said sincerely, "… … I recovered quite a bit before. Now, I don't even have 20% left. "
The Murong Lian looked as if he choked for a moment. Then, his face became gloomier, "Then do you still remember Aunt Ni?"
Gu Mang shook his head, but before he could shake it twice, he was stopped by the Murong Lian's stern voice.
"What are you shaking your head for! Two days ago, when you begged me to give you the brocade pouch, you still remember her. Brat, you better think carefully before you answer! "
"… … I seem to remember two days ago, but I don't remember clearly now."
The Murong Lian cursed in his heart and said unhappily, "At that time, I told you to tell me the truth at Wangshu Mansion, but you pretended to be dumb and played dumb with me. Alright, this time you're really dumb again, f * cking hell! What's the use of you? "
After he finished speaking, he kicked a stone while cursing.
Gu Mang said helplessly, "What do you want to talk to me about? You can't be here just to scold me, right? "
The Murong Lian said angrily, "Nonsense! Of course I have something to talk to you about. Otherwise, who do you think would want to see your face? "
Gu Mang touched his mask and was sure that his face was completely covered by the mask. It was purely the Murong Lian who was making trouble for no reason.
Gu Mang said, "Then you can continue."
The Murong Lian opened his mouth, but no sound came out. After repeating this several times, he cursed and turned his head away. He walked to the edge of the beach and took two deep breaths of Floating Life Like A Dream. Then, he spat it out.
Surrounded by a faint green, the Murong Lian said with a gloomy face, "I have something that you told me when you were still clear-headed. I originally wanted to confirm it with you again. "
"… …"
"But at that time, I felt that your words were too absurd. I didn't really believe it. That is, until the recent situation happened. "
Gu Mang's eyes widened slightly, "Ah? Did I ever tell you something? "
The Murong Lian snorted.
"You're the only one I told?"
The Murong Lian snorted again.
"When?"
The Murong Lian snorted again and replied, "When you were just sent back to the Chong Hua."
Gu Mang looked at his reflection in the lake and was a little confused, "Is that so? But I should have been confused at that time. I still have some recollection. Before I was sent back to the city by the Liao Kingdom, they destroyed my memory again. "
The Murong Lian puffed and said, "If they could really destroy your memory completely, would you still have some recollection?"
Gu Mang, "… …"
It seemed that what he said made sense.
The Murong Lian said, "Listen to me. What I'm going to say to you is what you told me yourself when we returned to the city. At first, I thought that you were a scheming person and had a lot of hatred for the Chong Hua, so I didn't want to believe your instigation. But now it seems … … "
He lowered his eyelashes and shook off the ashes in the pot.
The ashes drifted in the wind like snowflakes.
The Murong Lian thought for a moment, as if he was making a final decision. Finally, he raised his head and his gaze fell on Gu Mang's face.
"What you said may not be false. It's just that there are some things that I still need to verify with you. Are you … … "
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden gust of wind!
Murong Lian was startled instinctively. She raised her palm and activated a layer of protective enchantment. With a crisp sound, a sharp arrow imbued with Wood and Water Spirit Qi shot out from the dark forest and hit the enchantment, exploding violently!
"Bang!!"
After all, the Murong Lian had been weak for a long time, and his previous injuries had not healed. Under this attack, the barrier collapsed and broke into pieces. He fell on the rocky beach and coughed out a mouthful of blood. With just one exchange, the Murong Lian knew that this person's strength was far above his. He didn't have time to make a second defense and immediately reacted. He shouted at Gu Mang, "Run!!!"
Gu Mang was shocked!
The surrounding forest was like a ghost, the rustling sound of the assassin brushing past could be heard from the branches and treetops. Murong Lian gasped for breath and said: "Quickly run! What are you waiting for?! "
"But you … …"
Suddenly, a voice that was obviously distorted by illusion came from the depths of the forest, "Lord Wangshu, you don't have to rush to let him run. No one will hurt him. "
The Murong Lian said coldly, "What are you?"
"Haha, do you think I'll tell you?" The voice was as sharp as an owl's laugh, "The imperial palace, the royal bloodline, there's actually someone as naive and laughable as you. Murong Lian, you've really opened my eyes."
The Murong Lian bit his blood-stained lips and suddenly raised his hand to quickly form a defensive barrier. He signaled to Gu Mang and said, "Why aren't you running?!"
"What a joke!"
With a bang, following the other's sneer, the barrier was suddenly shattered.
"Do you think that with your weak body and Gu Mang's damaged body, which one of you can escape alive?"
"However, Murong Lian, you can rest assured. The one I want to kill is only you. As for him … … "The person's laughter was like a sharp thorn that drilled into the eardrums," If I kill him, who will take the blame for your death? "
"Don't worry, your death won't be very painful, and won't be very embarrassing. On the contrary, it will be very valuable."
"Come, let's do it!"
The figures of the assassins that were swiftly moving through the forest immediately rushed out upon receiving the order. More than ten black-clothed cultivators held bows and arrows and stood on top of the cedar forest, surrounding them like a pack of wolves pouncing to kill.
The leader was a man wearing a black cloak with golden edges. He swept up and gracefully stood on top of the tallest tree, his back facing the bright moon in the sky.
Gu Mang raised his head to look at the group of assassins. He originally wanted to raise his hand to summon the Eternal Night, but his body was currently unable to withstand any black magic. Just as he was about to summon the Eternal Night, a sharp pain suddenly erupted from his head, and he abruptly knelt on the ground.
His vision swayed and his ears buzzed. In a daze, Gu Mang heard the black-clothed assassin coldly give an order:
"Kill the Murong Lian on the spot."
"Release the arrows!"
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