There were only two of them left in the camp.
Mo Xi went to the couch, sat down beside Gu Mang, and raised his hand to touch Gu Mang's forehead - he was still a little bit hot, but much better than the last few days.
"Mengze said you woke up in the daytime, but maybe I am unlucky. Every time I come to see you, you are asleep," Mo Xi said to him in a low voice, as if he hoped he would hear it or not disturb him.
No matter how strong you are, you are weak in the face of your love.
"The spirit of blood demon beast has been sealed again. It's sealed completely. You have finished your task again." Mo Xi said softly. "You, no matter how difficult and demanding the task others give you, you can always accomplish it. The emperor never mistook you… You can do more than anyone."
He lowered his head and held it lightly against Gu Mang's forehead.
"Only, when can you care more about yourself?"
The person lying on the couch was quiet, and the long soft eyelashes dropped deep shadows on his eyelids.
He murmured, "I know that I can't hold the breath of the black devil, but I still wanted to unseal the blood of the demon wolf, just to hold down the Guoshi and let Murong Lian have time to hand over the brocade bag to me." He closed his eyes and they moved uneasily under the thin curtains.
"Shixiong..."
The sleeping person didn't respond. Mo Xi was so close to his forehead. After a long time, he said, "You have finished all the things you can do. When we get back to the capital, I will take good care of you. Don't worry about anything. I'll do everything."
"..."
"I don't know how long I can protect you, but as long as I'm still here one day, I won't let anyone bully you."
"..."
"Rest assured."
After Mo Xi finished, he sat with him for a long time. When a herald came to report the situation of the victims in the east of the city, he got up, and left the tent.
The outside wind blew fast. When the curtain was lifted, the howling wind could be heard. When it fell, the inside of the curtain was quiet again.
In the silent silence, the lashes of the person lying on the bed trembled, and tears flowed down the soft cheeks deep into to the sides of his hair - Gu Mang slowly opened his eyes.
In fact, he didn't sleep at all. Every night when Mo Xi came to see him, he was awake.
He just didn't know how to be lenient and how to face him.
He was not afraid of heaven or earth, but separation.
On that day, he undid his seal and inspired all the blood of the demon wolf in his body to fight against the Guoshi. Since then, the spirit of the black devil had lost control in his body. He could feel that his memory was almost collapsing, and this kind of passing could not be covered in any way.
And Mo Xi had been so entangled in everything. If every day when he came to see him and found that his mind was more not clear than the day before, what would Mo Xi do?
The end of the fast knife kingpin was terrible, but it was more painful to cut flesh inch by inch with a blunt knife. Gu Mang didn't want to drag Mo Xi into the torment, so he preferred not to talk directly with Mo Xi.
But when the night was quiet and there was no one in the big account tent, he would fumble out the recollection set he had written down before from the depth of the pillow mattress, and carefully unfold and smooth it. Just like a drowning man catching a hold of driftwood, he looked over and over again almost paranoid.
At the beginning, the contents written on it could still be remembered hard, but one day later, another day later, the words on the paper were more and more like other people's stories. Today, he could hardly recall any details in half a volume.
Gu Mang raised his hand and put the crumpled page in his heart because he had turned too many pages. It was so hard on him that the veins on the back of his hand floated up and pressed the memories in his arms, as if they could lock the broken memories back to the bottom of his heart. He was curled up in bed, sleepless after all.
It took seven days to reorganize Daze after the war.
On the evening of the seventh day, the army arrived and was ready to start its barracks. At this time, Gu Mang's memory flashed back because of the time mirror had been very little. But this was not the worst. Even if the memory was missing, he could at least go to Bat Island like before. The worst was that the black devil's breath was out of control, so Gu Mang's spirit was facing collapse and rampage at any time.
Mengze had to give him tranquilizing medicine every day to suppress his evil
spirit.
This night was no exception. Gu Mang drank the medicine sent by Mengze as usual, then sat on the edge of the bed, playing with his fingers silently, thinking about how to face Mo Xi tomorrow.
He couldn't pretend to sleep all the time.
When he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a guard say, "Princess, please see Wangshu Jun."
Mengze was cleaning up the soup and medicine. She was stunned when she heard the words and looked at Gu Mang.
Gu Mang was surprised. "How did he come..."
"I don't know, but put on the mask first." Mengze said, passing the mask to him.
Most of the cultivators in the army now firmly believed that the mysterious "guard" was Gu Mang. Although this matter was already obvious, in any case, it was not the same thing as not uncovering it. The minimum window paper was still needed.
Gu Mang just put on the mask, and Murong Lian came in with a golden knife.
Once inside, peach blossom eyes glanced at Gu Mang first, and then fell to Mengze. Mengze put the last pack of powder into the medicine box, turned her head and smiled at Murong Lian. "Lian Dage, I'll be back in the morning. Why come here to find me if you don't have a rest and have enough spirit?"
Murong Lian didn't say a word. He took two puffs, and his eyes fell on Gu Mang again.
At last, he spat out the blue smoke, took his pipe and pointed it towards Gu Mang, saying, "I don't want to find you. I'm looking for him."
Mengze's face changed slightly, but she still said in a warm voice, "He is just a little guard. What do you want, or -"
"Little guard?" Murong Lian sneered. "Mengze, you can help Mo Xi hide it from others, but not me. Do you think I don't know who he is?"
"..."
"When he gave me the brocade bag and asked for my help, he showed his identity to me."
Mengze was suddenly silent.
Murong Lian said, "Gu Mang, come here."
Mengze hurriedly said, "Lian Dage, he had unsealed the blood of the demon wolf and suffered a lot of losses. And his divine sense is not stable these days. It's easy for him to go mad. You'd better go back first. If anything, it's not too late to go back to the capital."
"What do you mean? You think I'm going to beat him? Or do you think he's going to hit me?"
"..."
Murong Lian looked at her coolly and said, "Don't worry, your brother is not going to fight with a litter." Then he waved impatiently to Gu Mang, "Come here.
I have something to say to you."
Gu Mang thought about it, got up, and Mengze said, "You are mentally unstable, so you'd better not go -"
Murong Lian ignored her. Without saying a word he dragged Gu Mang's hand, and dragged him out to the outside of the camp.
On the eve of the classes, the practitioners were busy with their own salutes, and there was no one around the main camp. Murong Lian dragged Gu Mang for a long time without saying a word, and finally released his hand when he came to the quiet suburban beach.
Gu Mang did not know, so he kneaded his red wrist and asked, "What's the matter?"
Murong Lian didn't answer him immediately, but walked back and forth on the bank of the river. The moon shone on the sparkling lake, and reflected on Murong Lian's pale face. Murong Lian looked rather anxious. His robe was slightly open, with overlapping bandages underneath. In the previous war, he also suffered a lot of injuries, so that he was still a little spirited these days.
Silk shoes crunched on the gravel beside the beach. After pacing for several times, Murong Lian stopped.
He stared at Gu Mang, raised his hand and took a few mouthfuls of floating life, then said dryly, "There is a problem. I want to confirm with you."
"..."
And two more.
He raised his peach blossom eye to stare at Gu Mang ferociously. "But before I say, I ask, how many memories have you recovered in the end?"
Gu Mang said sincerely, "It recovered by several percent. Now there are probably no more than two percent."
Murong Lian seemed to choke for a while, then his face became more gloomy. "Do you still remember Aunt Ni now?"
Gu Mang shook his head. Before he shook it twice, he was stopped by Murong Lian.
"Shake your head! Two days ago, when you asked me to send the brocade bag, you still remembered her. You can answer after you figure it out for me!"
"... I seem to remember the first two days, but I can't remember it now."
Murong Lian cursed, but he didn't have a good way. "When you were in Wangshu mansion, I asked you to tell me the truth. You pretended to be crazy and foolish with me. Well, you're really stupid again, damn it! What's your use?"
Then he kicked the stone with a curse.
Gu Mang said helplessly, "What do you want to say to me? Can't you just scold me for coming?"
Murong Lian said angrily, "Nonsense! Come to you for something, of course, or who do you think would like to see your face?"
Gu Mang felt his mask and was sure that his face had been completely blocked by the mask. It was just Murong Lian making trouble.
Gu Mang said, "Then go ahead."
Murong Lian opened his mouth, but there was no sound. After so many repetitions, he swore and turned his head. He walked to the edge of the beach, sucked in two puffs of floating dreams, and then spat out.
Surrounded by a pale green, Murong Lian, with a gloomy face, said, "I have something that you told me when you were still awake. I wanted to check with you again."
"…"
"But at that time, I thought your words were too absurd. I didn't believe it very much. Until recently."
Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly. "Ah? I told you one thing?"
Murong Lian sighed.
"Only told you one?"
Murong Lian snorted again.
"When?"
Murong Lian snorted again and replied, "It's when you were sent back to Chonghua."
Gu Mang looked at his figure immersed in the reflection of the lake water and said, "Is that right? But I should have been confused at that time. I still have some impressions. Before I was sent back to the city by Liaoguo, they destroyed my memory again."
Murong Lian said, "If they could really destroy your memory, would you still have that impression?"
Gu Mang: "..."
It seemed to make sense.
Murong Lian said, "Listen to me. The next thing I want to say to you is when you went back to the city, you told me personally. My head first thought that you were very scheming and hated Chonghua, so I didn't want to believe you to instigate. But now it seems..."
He lowered his eyelashes and shook the ashes out of the pan.
The ash drifted in the wind like bits of snow.
Murong Lian paused for a moment and seemed to make the final decision. At last, he looked up and his eyes fell on Gu Mang's face.
"What you said was not necessarily false. Just some content, I still need to get evidence with you, are you -- "
Before he finished speaking, something suddenly stabbed in the wind!
Murong Lian was shocked instinctively. He raised his hand and started to put up a guard array. He only heard a clear sound. A sharp arrow with wood and water came from the dark forest and hit the border. It exploded and splashed away!
"Bang!"
After all, Murong Lian had been weak for a long time. In addition, the previous injuries had not been cured. Under this attack, the border would be broken and chapped, which will be used as powder. He fell down on the rocky beach and choked with blood. After only one confrontation, Murong Lian knew that the strength of this man was far above him. He had no time to make a second defense, so he immediately responded to Gu Mang and said, "Run!"
Gu Mang was shocked!
The trees around him were like ghosts, and the rustling sound of assassins rushing by came from the top of the branches and left. Murong Lian gasped, "Run away! What are you still doing here?!"
"But you -"
Suddenly a voice twisted by magic came out from the deep forest. "Wangshu
Jun, you don't have to hurry to let him escape. No one will hurt him."
"Who are you?" Murong Lian said.
"Ha ha, do you think I will tell you?" The voice was sharp as an owl's smile. "The
Imperial Palace, the royal blood, and your naive and ridiculous generation, Murong Lian, you really opened my eyes."
Murong Lian bit his bloody lips, and suddenly raised his hand to quickly build a defense array, gesturing to Gu Mang, "Don't run yet!"
"Joke!"
Bang, with the other's sneer, the array was suddenly broken.
"You think that with your weak body and Gu Mang's damaged body, you can escape with your life?"
"But Murong Lian, you can rest assured. It's just you that I want to kill. As for him -" The man's laughter pierced into the eardrum like a thorn. "If I kill him, who will pay for your death?"
"Don't worry, you won't die in pain, you won't be in a mess, but you will be valuable."
"Come on, do it!"
The assassins in the forest were able to leap out. More than ten practitioners in black clothes grabbed bows and arrows, and stood on the top of the fir forest, surrounding them like wolves.
The leader was a man in a black cape with a golden border. He swept up and stood on the top of the tallest tree with a bright moon on his back.
Gu Mang looked up at the assassins and wanted to raise his hand to summon Yongye. But his body couldn't withstand any black magic at present. In that moment, sharp pain suddenly burst in his head, and then he suddenly fell to his knees.
In a trance, Gu Mang heard the assassin in black say:
"Kill Murong Lian on the spot."
"Shoot!"