Chapter 1100: 1100
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Duan Changyu looked down at the cliff, only to see the dense trees and forests below. The waterfall, like a white silk, hung between the stone walls, poured down and could not see the bottom.
His eyes fell on the raised stones, and he saw a delicate little golden purse hooked on the sharp stone wall, embroidered with auspicious clouds. The stitches were fine, and the embroidery was exquisite. At a glance, he knew that bao'er had embroidered Chu Yunyao's waist.
Duan Changyu broke a slender branch, picked up the purse carefully and held it in his hand three days later.
Mo Lingyuan finally woke up.
Duan Changyu and Mu Qing stood on the edge of the bed, watching his face carefully.
At the beginning, Mo Lingyuan looked at the top of the tent with empty eyes. After a moment, he seemed to think of something. The dark tide was surging at the bottom of his eyes and raised a storm.
He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked coldly at the two people standing in front of the bed. His voice was hoarse and every word seemed to overflow from his throat: "where's the young lady?"
Duan Changyu lowered his head, "luozifeng took people to look for him, but no one has been found."
Mo Lingyuan lifted the quilt, even shoes have no time to wear, barefoot will go out, the arm of the infusion tube was torn off, red blood mixed with liquid medicine from his arm.
Mu Qing and Duan Changyu are in a hurry, and they rush up together.
Duan Changyu hugged him desperately, and Mu Qing quickly pulled out the needle that was inserted into his blood vessel, "master, calm down."
Mo Lingyuan only felt that his brain was buzzing. Chu Yunyao's cry for help when he fell off the cliff was always in his eardrum. How could he calm down if he couldn't hear any sound.
Duan Changyu quickly squeezed the purse for several days into Mo Lingyuan's hand: "yes, this is left by the young lady."
Mo Lingyuan droops his eyes and looks at Chu Yunyao's golden purse, which she often plays with in bed. It seems that a stone has been blocked in her throat and she can't say a word.
Duan Changyu reminded: "there seems to be a folded note in it. Please have a look!"
Mo Lingyuan, stiff and trembling, opened his purse, took out the neatly folded paper, unfolded it one by one, and smoothed it. Looking at the dancing handwriting on it, the heat from the bottom of his eyes trickled down on the white paper, which was often turned over and had a rough edge:
"my wife Yunyao
Zhanxin was happy.
I'd like to protect you all my life, love you all my life, and never break my promise.
I'll take it as proof. "
His signature is his name and his fingerprints.
Protect your life, spoil your life?
Never break your promise?
Looking at the familiar handwriting on it, Mo Lingyuan only felt funny.
For the sake of the so-called family, the country and the world, and for the sake of protecting one side of the people, he led his brothers to fight against the foreign enemies and the internal thieves.
In the blood rain of the corpse mountain, we fight for a way to maintain the peace of the north.
I don't even have the time to accompany my family. I have long neglected my pregnant hairy wife and lost the responsibility of being a father and husband.
But I never thought that in order to maintain their own power, those superiors who had never been to the bloody battlefield played tricks and stabbed him in the back at all costs.
In order to weaken his power, he could unite with zoren, the damned old man, and fight against his wife.
It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.
What's the point of what he did?
Mo Lingyuan clenched the purse and the note in his hand, "I ask myself that I am worthy of heaven and earth, the people, the superiors above me, and my brothers who are fighting side by side with me.
But what do I get from all the things I've got in exchange for my life?
I can't even protect my wife and children.
In this case, from today on, Ben Shuai will no longer maintain the false benevolence and righteousness, loyalty, filial piety and comity of the world.
I can protect it and destroy it
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Duan Changyu looked down at the cliff, only to see the dense trees and forests below. The waterfall, like a white silk, hung between the stone walls, poured down and could not see the bottom.
His eyes fell on the raised stones, and he saw a delicate little golden purse hooked on the sharp stone wall, embroidered with auspicious clouds. The stitches were fine, and the embroidery was exquisite. At a glance, he knew that bao'er had embroidered Chu Yunyao's waist.
Duan Changyu broke a slender branch, picked up the purse carefully and held it in his hand three days later.
Mo Lingyuan finally woke up.
Duan Changyu and Mu Qing stood on the edge of the bed, watching his face carefully.
At the beginning, Mo Lingyuan looked at the top of the tent with empty eyes. After a moment, he seemed to think of something. The dark tide was surging at the bottom of his eyes and raised a storm.
He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked coldly at the two people standing in front of the bed. His voice was hoarse and every word seemed to overflow from his throat: "where's the young lady?"
Duan Changyu lowered his head, "luozifeng took people to look for him, but no one has been found."
Mo Lingyuan lifted the quilt, even shoes have no time to wear, barefoot will go out, the arm of the infusion tube was torn off, red blood mixed with liquid medicine from his arm.
Mu Qing and Duan Changyu are in a hurry, and they rush up together.
Duan Changyu hugged him desperately, and Mu Qing quickly pulled out the needle that was inserted into his blood vessel, "master, calm down."
Mo Lingyuan only felt that his brain was buzzing. Chu Yunyao's cry for help when he fell off the cliff was always in his eardrum. How could he calm down if he couldn't hear any sound.
Duan Changyu quickly squeezed the purse for several days into Mo Lingyuan's hand: "yes, this is left by the young lady."
Mo Lingyuan droops his eyes and looks at Chu Yunyao's golden purse, which she often plays with in bed. It seems that a stone has been blocked in her throat and she can't say a word.
Duan Changyu reminded: "there seems to be a folded note in it. Please have a look!"
Mo Lingyuan, stiff and trembling, opened his purse, took out the neatly folded paper, unfolded it one by one, and smoothed it. Looking at the dancing handwriting on it, the heat from the bottom of his eyes trickled down on the white paper, which was often turned over and had a rough edge:
"my wife Yunyao
Zhanxin was happy.
I'd like to protect you all my life, love you all my life, and never break my promise.
I'll take it as proof. "
His signature is his name and his fingerprints.
Protect your life, spoil your life?
Never break your promise?
Looking at the familiar handwriting on it, Mo Lingyuan only felt funny.
For the sake of the so-called family, the country and the world, and for the sake of protecting one side of the people, he led his brothers to fight against the foreign enemies and the internal thieves.
In the blood rain of the corpse mountain, we fight for a way to maintain the peace of the north.
I don't even have the time to accompany my family. I have long neglected my pregnant hairy wife and lost the responsibility of being a father and husband.
But I never thought that in order to maintain their own power, those superiors who had never been to the bloody battlefield played tricks and stabbed him in the back at all costs.
In order to weaken his power, he could unite with zoren, the damned old man, and fight against his wife.
It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.
What's the point of what he did?
Mo Lingyuan clenched the purse and the note in his hand, "I ask myself that I am worthy of heaven and earth, the people, the superiors above me, and my brothers who are fighting side by side with me.
But what do I get from all the things I've got in exchange for my life?
I can't even protect my wife and children.
In this case, from today on, Ben Shuai will no longer maintain the false benevolence and righteousness, loyalty, filial piety and comity of the world.
I can protect it and destroy it
www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Duan Changyu looked down at the cliff, only to see the dense trees and forests below. The waterfall, like a white silk, hung between the stone walls, poured down and could not see the bottom. His eyes fell on the raised stones, and he saw a delicate little golden purse hooked on the sharp stone wall, embroidered with auspicious clouds. The stitches were fine, and the embroidery was exquisite. At a glance, he knew that bao'er had embroidered Chu Yunyao's waist. Duan Changyu broke a slender branch, picked up the purse carefully and held it in his hand three days later. Mo Lingyuan finally woke up. Duan Changyu and Mu Qing stood on the edge of the bed, watching his face carefully. At the beginning, Mo Lingyuan looked at the top of the tent with empty eyes. After a moment, he seemed to think of something. The dark tide was surging at the bottom of his eyes and raised a storm. He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked coldly at the two people standing in front of the bed. His voice was hoarse and every word seemed to overflow from his throat: "where's the young lady?" Duan Changyu lowered his head, "luozifeng took people to look for him, but no one has been found." Mo Lingyuan lifted the quilt, even shoes have no time to wear, barefoot will go out, the arm of the infusion tube was torn off, red blood mixed with liquid medicine from his arm. Mu Qing and Duan Changyu are in a hurry, and they rush up together. Duan Changyu hugged him desperately, and Mu Qing quickly pulled out the needle that was inserted into his blood vessel, "master, calm down." Mo Lingyuan only felt that his brain was buzzing. Chu Yunyao's cry for help when he fell off the cliff was always in his eardrum. How could he calm down if he couldn't hear any sound. Duan Changyu quickly squeezed the purse for several days into Mo Lingyuan's hand: "yes, this is left by the young lady." Mo Lingyuan droops his eyes and looks at Chu Yunyao's golden purse, which she often plays with in bed. It seems that a stone has been blocked in her throat and she can't say a word. Duan Changyu reminded: "there seems to be a folded note in it. Please have a look!" Mo Lingyuan, stiff and trembling, opened his purse, took out the neatly folded paper, unfolded it one by one, and smoothed it. Looking at the dancing handwriting on it, the heat from the bottom of his eyes trickled down on the white paper, which was often turned over and had a rough edge: "my wife Yunyao Zhanxin was happy. I'd like to protect you all my life, love you all my life, and never break my promise. I'll take it as proof. " His signature is his name and his fingerprints. Protect your life, spoil your life? Never break your promise? Looking at the familiar handwriting on it, Mo Lingyuan only felt funny. For the sake of the so-called family, the country and the world, and for the sake of protecting one side of the people, he led his brothers to fight against the foreign enemies and the internal thieves. In the blood rain of the corpse mountain, we fight for a way to maintain the peace of the north. I don't even have the time to accompany my family. I have long neglected my pregnant hairy wife and lost the responsibility of being a father and husband. But I never thought that in order to maintain their own power, those superiors who had never been to the bloody battlefield played tricks and stabbed him in the back at all costs. In order to weaken his power, he could unite with zoren, the damned old man, and fight against his wife. It's tolerable, but it's intolerable. What's the point of what he did? Mo Lingyuan clenched the purse and the note in his hand, "I ask myself that I am worthy of heaven and earth, the people, the superiors above me, and my brothers who are fighting side by side with me. But what do I get from all the things I've got in exchange for my life? I can't even protect my wife and children. In this case, from today on, Ben Shuai will no longer maintain the false benevolence and righteousness, loyalty, filial piety and comity of the world. I can protect it and destroy it www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
