It was late at night. Gu Mang and Mo Xi walked side by side in the dilapidated Chong Hua Palace.
What Murong Chen had done all these years was revealed in front of everyone. It was as if a magnificent robe had been flipped over, revealing the lice underneath. It was so ugly that people could not look at it carefully. A capital city had also fallen into chaos and darkness because of his madness. Now the palace was full of broken bricks, broken wood, and broken tiles.
The two of them walked on the main path. Mo Xi asked, "After the soul box was broken, who fused your two souls back? Murong Lian? "
Gu Mang shook his head and said, "Su Yurou. She's Jiang Fuli's wife. "
"So it's her …"
"Yes. But she has been very worried these days. It's probably because Pharmacist Jiang's whereabouts are still unknown. "
"Logically speaking, such a big thing happened in Chong Hua. No matter how much he wandered, he should have rushed back."
"Yes, but unfortunately, he didn't." Gu Mang sighed, "Otherwise, the evil energy in the city could be controlled more thoroughly. Now, only Su Yurou can support it. But her medical skills are not as good as Jiang Fuli's."
Mo Xi thought for a moment and said, "Meng Ze once said that there was a hermit medicine practitioner in Lin 'an who even mastered the art of rebirth. I wonder if he can …"
Gu Mang interrupted him, "It's too late."
His tone was indifferent. It seemed that he had no passion for the hermit medicine practitioner that Meng Ze had mentioned. And Mo Xi could see that his indifference was not only because of the impending birth of Bloodsucking Scourge, but also because he had no interest in the legend that Meng Ze had told him. He did not even doubt that even if there was time, Gu Mang would not ask Meng Ze about the hermit medicine practitioner's whereabouts.
"Do you think that what Meng Ze said is not reliable?"
Gu Mang paused for a moment, then smiled. "I didn't say that."
Seeing that Mo Xi was about to ask more questions, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the ruins of the throne room in front of them. "Oh right, look at that." He pulled Mo Xi and ran over.
It turned out to be the Golden Beast Incense Burner in the Great Hall. In the past, the Murong Lian had specially used it to flatter the Murong God.
The little golden cauldron was lying in the ruins, but it still spared no effort in shouting: "Monarch's flood of fortune fills the heavens." "Monarch's grace covers the ages."
Gu Mang let out a long sigh when he heard this. Finally, he said, "Murong Chen's demands are still too much."
Mo Xi said, "I wonder who will be the ruler of Chong Hua after the Liao Kingdom is defeated."
"Brother Lian definitely can't do it. He just said that his body isn't in good condition. He has already been crippled by A Floating Life Like A Dream. After everything is over, he wants to go to Linyi to recuperate. … But this kind of thing can't be rushed. Everyone has their own fate, and each country has its own destiny. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself out. There's no need to worry. "
Gu Mang paused for a moment, then smiled. "But you just said that we will defeat the Liao Kingdom. Are you so sure that we can win?"
Mo Xi looked up, his gaze calm and gentle. "With you, we can win anything."
Gu Mang's eyes flashed, then he raised his hand and knocked on Mo Xi's chest. "Haha, thank you for trusting me. Not bad, I also think that with me, we can definitely win. When it comes to understanding the Bloodsucking Scourge, none of you can compare to me. So when we fight tomorrow, all of you must listen to me. This time, I will be the commander. "
Mo Xi looked at his smug look and couldn't help but poke his forehead.
"… You will always be my commander."
Gu Mang smiled, looking a little arrogant and a little shy.
"But speaking of which," Gu Mang said after a while, "I always feel that Su Yurou … she seems a little strange."
"What do you mean?"
"That year, the Sword Demon Li Qingqian caused mischief. He said that the Liao Kingdom's Imperial Tutor went crazy because of the beauty Su Yurou's marriage. He found more than a hundred women who looked like Su Yurou and sacrificed them to the mountain. The Liao Kingdom's Imperial Tutor also said that … Su Yurou was nothing special. He could have as many women with such looks as he wanted. "
Mo Xi nodded. "That's true. Li Qingqian's close friend, Miss Hong Shao, was also harmed because of this."
"Yes," Gu Mang touched his chin. "But Mo Xi, have you ever thought of a problem?"
"What?"
"Think about it. If an ordinary woman's ex-lover came to her country, how would she feel?"
Mo Xi pondered. "She might try to send a letter to him to plead for mercy."
"What else?"
"At the very least, she would be restless and wouldn't know how to face that man."
"You're absolutely right." Gu Mang said. "But Madam Su is completely different. She doesn't seem to care about what the Liao Kingdom's Imperial Tutor is doing at the moment. She doesn't care at all. Instead, she keeps sending people to inquire about Pharmacist Jiang's whereabouts."
"Maybe it's because she and the Liao Kingdom's Imperial Tutor are in the past. Now that she's Jiang Fuli's wife, she's naturally worried about Jiang Fuli's safety."
Gu Mang stretched out a finger and shook it. "That's not right."
As he spoke, he smiled and pinched Mo Xi's cheek. "You have too high a moral bottom line. You always use human relations to measure people's hearts. Yes, Su Yurou is Jiang Fuli's wife. That's right. I don't think she would betray Jiang Fuli. But if it's really as Li Qingqian thinks, that Su Yurou once had such a deep entanglement with another man, then no matter if she's a wife or a mother, when she sees this man again and wants to be his enemy, she can't ignore him in her heart. "
"…"
"But Su Yurou doesn't care." Gu Mang said, "As far as I've seen these days, she only has two emotions for the Imperial Tutor. One is fear, and the other is disgust."
Gu Mang shook his head. "This is not the mentality of facing an old flame."
Mo Xi looked at his serious look and couldn't help but feel helpless. "How do you know the girl's emotions?"
"In fact, it has nothing to do with whether she's a man or a woman. It's a kind of human nature." Gu Mang said and paused. "Alas, let me tell you this. You thought I betrayed the country. Before the Battle of Dongting Water, when you knew that you were about to see me after I betrayed the country, how did you feel?"
Mo Xi, "…"
"It wasn't fear or disgust, was it?"
Of course it was.
Mo Xi could still recall that feeling very clearly now. It was extremely painful and full of hope. When he woke up and dreamed, he saw Gu Mang's figure. It was as if he was soaked in the gentleness of the past and covered by the unknown future.
Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes and sighed. "I understand what you mean."
"So Mrs. Su is not right."
"Yes."
Gu Mang said, "There are three reasons why she is not right. First, Mrs. Su has some secrets about Imperial Tutor Liao that others don't know. Second, Mrs. Su has never responded to Imperial Tutor Liao. Imperial Tutor Liao was crazy because of his own imagination. "
"What about the third one?"
"Third," Gu Mang said, "Li Qingqian may have some misunderstandings about Imperial Tutor Liao's actions. His interpretation of the relationship between the two was wrong from the beginning. "
Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Gu Mang rubbed his chin and continued, "Actually, I'm more inclined to the third possibility. Because when we subdued Li Qingqian, he saw Su Yurou's real face. She whispered something to him that no one knew, and then Li Qingqian, the Sword Demon, collapsed and dissipated. I think the third possibility is more likely than the first two guesses. It was because Su Yurou destroyed Li Qingqian's perception of obsession that he, as the Sword Demon, felt that everything was too ridiculous. So his will collapsed and turned into ashes. Otherwise, with just a face and a few words, how could she defeat his rationality? "
Mo Xi thought and nodded. "Yes."
Gu Mang was about to say something when he suddenly heard a thunderous roar in the distance. He couldn't help but turn his head to look.
"Oh no!"
Above the sky, thick clouds suddenly gathered in the shape of a whirlpool. Lightning flashed in the center of the whirlpool, and the sky seemed to be torn open. Pale light sprinkled down like blood from the sky, illuminating the Burning Army's camp in the distant suburbs. In the white light that was enough to illuminate the Abyss, countless small black dots floated up from the Burning Army's camp and flew toward the crack in the sky.
Gu Mang used the Long Vision Technique to see clearly what those black dots were. His face turned extremely pale.
"… Damn, that's the real Bloodsucking Scourge's rebirth ceremony." Gu Mang's lips moved. He stared at those black dots and said in a low voice, "Those floating in the air are living sacrifices. They're the butterfly bone beauties captured by Burning Army!"
Mo Xi was shocked. "What?!"
They all knew that the butterfly bone beauties were a race with ancient demon blood. However, after the War of Gods and Demons, the Demon Gate was closed to the world forever. This race that was abandoned in the human world lost the support of demon energy. Slowly, their spirit nuclei withered, and they lost their magic power. They became no different from ordinary humans, or even weaker. The only characteristic of the demon race that they retained was that they were suitable to be used as cultivation furnaces.
"The Bloodsucking Scourge is an evil beast refined from the remnants of the ancient demon race. It needs a lot of demon blood," Gu Mang said. "When I was in Burning Army, I carefully read the remnants of the Bloodsucking Scourge. According to legend, when the Demon Race refines this evil beast, they use the Spiritual Qi of the Demon Race to water it. If a mortal wants to truly refine this evil beast, they can only try to find something related to the Demon Race in the world as a sacrifice — and the most useful thing is the Butterfly Bone Beauty Seat. "
Mo Xi asked, "In other words … the Bloodsucking Scourge is actually fed by living people with this special bloodline?"
"More or less," Gu Mang said, "It takes more than 100,000 beauties to refine one Bloodsucking Scourge. Back then, the Li Qingqian village was massacred. Wasn't it also because the Burning Army was searching for beauties everywhere? They have been planning this for a long time. "
As he spoke, his dark blue eyes gazed into the distance where the wind and clouds were changing color.
"It seems that the Burning Army wants to fight with us before dawn. They can't wait until tomorrow." As he said this, he tied up the blue and gold ribbon that the Murong Lian gave him. A few strands of his fringe fell on his Heroic Pendant.
"Let's go! To lead the army! "
As he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up into a thin smile. Mo Xi didn't know if it was an illusion, but under the sunlight of the Bloodsucking Scourge, Gu Mang's blue eyes looked a little wet.
Looking at his expression, Mo Xi suddenly felt a vague sense of foreboding. He couldn't help but murmur softly, "… Gu Mang …"
He originally thought that Gu Mang wouldn't hear this soft call. Even if he heard it, it would be meaningless. Gu Mang might not have any response.
But he was wrong.
Gu Mang turned his head. His blue eyes reflected the distant firelight and stared at him for a moment. Then, Gu Mang suddenly put his arm around Mo Xi's shoulder and hugged him tightly.
That hug carried a lot of meanings. There was love, intimacy, comfort, encouragement … It carried all the bright beliefs that Gu Mang had given to Mo Xi in the past. This hug was so natural, as if there was never a gap between them when they were wandering secret agents.
When Gu Mang let go of him, his handsome face was shining with a bright light that was full of fighting spirit.
"After this battle, I want to treat your Brother Gu Mang to a drink. I want the best Pear Blossom White, or else I won't be happy."
Before Mochi could read his expression clearly, he had already turned, pulled him to his feet, and hurried him to the checkpoint without a word.
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