MTL - Remnants of Filth-Chapter 17 suspicion

Drop by drop of blood.

Mu Rongci covered his shoulders, and his silk clothes were soon soaked, and scarlet was seeping from his fingers. The color of right and left changed, and Baba said: "Lord, Lord ..."

No one expected that the last injury would be Murong Pity. Everyone in Wangshu made a mess in a hurry: "Get medicine soon! Bring Heo Ling San!"

"Hurry up! Tourniquet! Tourniquet!"

Murong Pian's face was iron-blue, somehow, just at the moment when the dagger was stabbed, a red lotus totem suddenly appeared on the side of Gu Mang's neck, and then a sudden flow of spirits exploded around his body. The lightsaber rose out in an instant, not only shaking off his dagger, but even repelling him out of countless feet!

For a moment Mu Rongci was speechless, biting her lower lip, her face was white and red. He paused for a while, his palm glowed blue light, and made up for it to stop the blood first, and then embarrassed and angrily yelled, "Gu Mang !!"

Gu Mang had ran to the back of the table while he was rubbing, barely rubbing his bare feet, grinning with vigilance and innocent grin, and staring at Murong Merci, while those lightsabers were still floating and loosing him. Protect, protect in the heart.

For a while, there was a sudden response from the crowd to Gu Mang, who had gone to Luomei Bieyuan to find out, and shouted, "Oh! This is the array!"

"What array?" Murong said angrily, "you know how to say it ?!"

"This array ... This subordinate also knows it by accident, and it is a bit embarrassing to say ..."

"Say!!"

"Looking back at Shu Jun, that's it!" The boy saw that Murong Pian was angry, and replied quickly. "If this array is used to attack him with spells or hit him with high-end weapons, it won't trigger. But if you use ordinary A high-level summoning weapon, or fist and foot hurt him, and made him feel scared, there will be a lot of lightsabers will burst out of his body. This is also ... "He was a little embarrassed here, and finished talking rashly "This is the reason why Gu Mang has been in Luomei Bieyuan for so long, and no one can really treat him like this ..."

Murong was so angry that she stared at Gu Man across the table, "What a stupid and ridiculous formation ?!"

The man shook his head: "Gu Mang was a magical ghost before. He didn't know how many spells he had created, and many of them were extremely boring. It had no other meaning except to make the girl smirk. This may be his earlier years. Creative. "

He said so, everyone else remembered.

There are still some scrolls that Gu Mang had altered in the library of Xiu Xue Xue Gong. They are written with messy little mantras. Any cold dish can quickly become hot, and you can turn yourself into a fragrant incense. For a cat, there is a fire that can turn into a warmth in the arms in winter, and so on. Among them, the most widely spread is a spell called "The general is right." Gu Mang said that in his early years, he always loved to run away from long and boring military conferences. In order to prevent the commander from discovering it, he deliberately devised this. Surgery, you can turn a piece of wood into your own shape and sit in the place to listen to the general's nonsense, but you run away without knowing where to go happily ...

"Thinking about it that way is really possible."

"Oh, it's ridiculous to guard against fists and spells. It doesn't look like a serious defense at first glance."

"Gu Mang just likes messing around. But he really beat him up. This boring little spell actually protected him." Someone smiled. "Otherwise, he would have been killed in bed already. Right. After all, there are many people who want to sleep in Chonghua. Unfortunately, no one has been able to break this line. "

Yue Chenqing listened beside him, scratching her head and muttering, "Fuck, what kind of array? Kaolin's flower array?"

"Come on, the flower of Gu Mang Gao Ling?" The other little boy laughed and joked with Yue Chenqing, lowering his voice, "This is simply a deputy couplet."

"The flower of Gu Mang Gao Ling." Yue Chenqing asked with interest, "what is the second league?"

"Mo Shuai is turbulent."

Yue Chenqing slaps her legs and laughs: "Hahahaha, although not at all, but-"

"What a laugh!" Murong was interrupted by Mu Rongci, and Murong **** off in anger. "No rules, be careful. I'll wear your father's shoes!"

"I don't! How dare I?" Yue Chenqing said busyly, "By the way, as long as Wang Shujun can be happy, let alone wear my dad's shoes, it doesn't matter if I wear my dad's shoes!"

Murong gave him a glance, thinking that today's night feast was unbelievable, but he also suffered a scar, shaved his face, and felt embarrassed, so he turned his head and resentfully said: "Not yet coming ?!"

"Tell the Lord!"

Mu Rongli flicked his sleeves and nodded Gu Mang: "Take this stupid pig down. I don't want to see him again. In addition, I will transfer a few sensible and smart people from Luomei Bieyuan. As for punishment—"

He rubbed his teeth, and Yu Guang glanced at Mo Xi's face.

For some reason, Mo Xi looked a little weird after seeing the formation, and looked at Gu Man's neck for several times.

"Mo Shuai ... you have nothing to say?"

"..." Mo extinguished his thoughts, retracted his eyes from Gu Mang, folded his arms with both hands, and said indifferently, "Wang Shujun did not intend to be an adult, and gave Gu Mang to love me."

Murong pityed, and then said shamelessly: "Just tell me, I have been ordered by the king to deal with him. Where can I change the Lord at will?"

Mo Xi knew that he could not speak and count, and what a gentleman would make it difficult for him to chase him was fart to Murong Qing. What's more, this incident was originally a ridiculous child show, and the will of the monarch cannot be altered without permission by the monarch himself.

So he lifted his eyes to meet Murong's aggressive gaze, and said, "That's it, Wang Shujun's people, Wang Shujun just dispose of it, why bother me."

"Since you have said so." Murong sneered, turning her head and instructing, "Take it down and reward him with eighty whip and deprive him of his diet for a month." He paused, adding a murmur.

"Starved to death."

"..."

Gu Mang was detained, and the servants in Wangshu's house came to clean up the messy case, rearranged a few new dishes, and re-opened the night feast.

In the discussion, only Mo Xi didn't speak. When he started to raise his surroundings, he raised his eyes again and looked at the place where Gu Mang was taken down with complex eyes. His fingers slowly squeezed in the dark where no one saw. tight.

Moxi doesn't like drinking and hates hangovers.

But after returning from Wangshu Mansion that day, he sat in his empty courtyard and patted an old wine, one stack at a time, until he reached the bottom. He looked at Wu Gou when it was empty, and Yun Kaixue stunned. He suddenly asked the butler who was standing beside him: "Li Wei. How many years have you been with me?"

"Come back, seven years."

Mo Xi muttered: "Seven years ..."

Seven years ago, he pursued the enemy Gu Mang, went deep into the enemy camp, and Gu Mang stabbed his chest. He was lying unconscious on the bed, and Li Wei was at that time under the orders of the King to come to Hehe House to look after him.

It's been so long.

Mo xi thought unwillingly, so why can't he let go of it because of what, and what can't he forget?

Drinking too much wine is a little drunk. He didn't want to lose his mind, so when Li Wei wanted to pour on him again, he shook his head and said it was unnecessary. Li Wei has responded—beauty is not chaotic at present, wine is not drunk at the moment, there are not many people who can truly relax and unwind in the face of **, Mo Xi is one of them.

"What do you think, Gu Mang and me?" Mo Xi suddenly asked.

Li Wei hesitated for a moment and hesitated, "... not ... too good?"

"... What do you think the two men deserve? I think you drank too much." Mo Xi stared at him, "Say it again."

Then Li Wei reacted and smiled, "Oh, what's your relationship? Everyone knows it's bad."

"How about then?"

"Before ..." Li Wei pondered for a while, "I did n’t serve the Lord with blessings before, but I heard that the Lord and Gu Shuai are brothers of Xue Gong Shi, they are also the same robes in the army, and the Empire is handsome There is ... Well, I don't know, I can't think of others. Some people say that you and Gu Shuai were very familiar at the time, and some people said that Gu Shuai was sunny and warm with everyone, so I may not be so familiar with you , That's about it. "

Ink nodded, no comment.

Brothers of the division, the same robes in the army, two commanders of the kingdom.

This is the impression that most people have of the relationship between Mo Xi and Gu Mang, and nothing seems to be wrong.

Li Wei asked inquisitively: "What is it like?"

"Me and him?" Mo Xi smiled very shallowly, with long eyelashes, and there was something bitter in the smile mark, "It's hard to say, bad to say."

After a pause, slowly said, "Neither should I say it."

No one in Chonghua believes that Gu Mang is to Qing Mo as a traveler who is going to die of thirst.

Before meeting Gu Mang, Mo Xi had ambitions, responsibilities, firm will, and hardships, but he was actually more hateful.

As a teenager, he used to treat everyone so sincerely, but what did he get? His father was killed, his mother betrayed, and his uncle was in trouble. One of the servants would look at him more than one. He called him the young master, but he was doing things for his uncle. He looked around without even a trustworthy person.

At that time, he didn't understand where he was doing too badly, so he would be treated as such by fate.

He met Gu Mang at that time.

At that time, Gu Mang was so kind and upright, even if he was just a slave, with a humble status in the dust, he never resent anything, never blamed anything. When Mo Xi started to kill demons with him, He has a bad temper and didn't run into him, but Gu Mang smiled tolerantly-he was always understanding the difficulty of others, even though he had been so hard.

He was always struggling to breathe every trace of goodwill in his life, and then desperately blossomed a small flower.

Regarding pretending to be accustomed to buying medicine, he knew he would be punished, and even lost his power to practice in the academy, but he insisted on doing it. After the incident, he knelt on the confession desk of Xuegong, Gu Mang didn't justify anything, just scornfully said that he felt fun.

But how can slaves give themselves hard-earned opportunities for fun?

It was clearly because he saw that the villagers had been disturbed by the epidemic all year round and were suffering from illness.

He felt unbearable.

But he was too humble, humble enough to use the lowest posture, the lightest voice, and whisper "I just want to save people" will be ruthlessly sneered. Even if he dug out the hot chest and let them see that he was about to suffer from death, they would only laugh at his blood, doubt his goodness, ridicule his uncontrollable power, and laugh at his trembling heart.

He knew it.

So he didn't argue.

Everyone says that Da Ze can help the world, but the poor is alone. He himself is in this situation, a little slave in Wangshu Prefecture, not worrying about what he should eat next meal, how to please the Lord, but pick this The life-saving burden-a harlequin who can't help it.

But it was the uncontrollable power of his year, the scorching heart of blood that blew the ink that was already disappointed with humanity.

"Lord," Li Wei persuaded beside God, "the night is so heavy, you should go and rest."

Mo Xi didn't answer immediately. His hand was still in front of his eyebrows, covering his eyes. Hearing the voice of the housekeeper, he turned his face slightly, his fingers trembled slightly, as if wiping something. After a while, his voice was low and he said very softly: "Li Wei."

"in."

"... You said." He groaned. "Gu Mang ... is it possible that he never lost his memory at all? Is he pretending?" 2k novel reading network