Chapter 133 The Little Fox and the Scholar
Chapter 133 The Little Fox and the Scholar
The self in his previous life had been away for half a month, and Mo Chi stayed by Yunchu's side for half a month. For Mo Chi, this period of time was no less than a torture.
He knew the final outcome of the two of them clearly, but he couldn't make any changes. He could only stand in the perspective of God, watching everything that should have happened, and driven by the irresistible fate, he walked into the dark abyss little by little.
The sky was gloomy as if it had been splashed with ink, and there was a strong wind outside the window, which swayed the small sapling in the courtyard, with such force that it wished to uproot it.
The room was gloomy, Yun Chu found a candle and lit it up, the dim light as big as a bean illuminated the small room, while the flames were dancing, Mo Chi saw his pale face without a trace of blood.
There was a strong wind outside the house, and lightning and thunder began not long after. Yun Chu sat at the table, curled his legs and hugged his knees, stared at the candles on the table without blinking, and smiled softly after a long time , Mochi heard his voice, and heard him speak for the first time in half a month.
"It hasn't been like this for a long time. It must have been a big rainstorm."
Because the young man's voice had not spoken for a long time, it seemed to be polished by sandpaper, with a sense of rough grit. Mo Chi frowned fiercely when he heard it. He wanted to speak, but Yun Chu couldn't hear it. Continued: "I don't feel wronged by following you. The hut is not sheltered from the sun and the summer is not sheltered from the rain, but I like it very much because of you..."
Hearing what he said, Mo Chi felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if he was being tightly grasped by a pair of big hands. He remembered that in his previous life, he lived with Yun Chu in that dilapidated thatched hut and hid together The sudden heavy rain, the weather that day was the same as it is now!
"Fool..." Mo Chi's eyes were red, he stepped forward and gently hugged the helpless figure into his arms, trying in vain to comfort him.
Yunchu naturally couldn't feel it, he was still immersed in his own world, he thought of the time when he and Mo Chi were together before, although he had no money, although he was very poor, he was very happy, but now, he is rich and not poor , his happiness is gone, his Chi, don't want him anymore...
"Kacha——" the dazzling white light tore through the gray sky, and the whole earth was shaken by the roaring sound. In the next second, heavy rain poured down, washing the dirty place like a waterfall. On the ground, the splashing rain covered everything outside, including the sound of swords piercing flesh and corpses falling to the ground.
The rainwater on the ground was gradually stained red with blood, and Yun Chu in the room moved his nose lightly, but before he could tell what the smell was, the closed door was kicked open mercilessly from the outside.
After the door panel collided with the wall, there was a loud noise. Yun Chu looked at the crowd who suddenly appeared outside the door, and his eyes fell on the woman whose face was pale, her lips were as red as blood, and she looked at him from above, completely changed. turned pale.
Mo Chi stood behind Yunchu, still maintaining the movement of holding him in his arms, but the corners of his lips curled up in a sad arc.
Everything in front of him was staged just like what he saw in the system. The proud princess stood proudly in front of Yunchu, took the letter handed over by the eunuch behind her, and threw it in front of Yunchu like trash. Yun Chu could recognize the handwriting on it even with his eyes closed, it was written by Mo Chi.
The other party told the princess his location, and personally found a Taoist priest to assist the other party to take his heart.
The words in black and white completely crushed Yunchu's last ray of hope. He raised his head in a daze, and heard the cold and merciless ridicule of the princess in his ears. Triangle's eyes were full of greed, and behind them was a corpse lying on the ground.
Mo Chi was inside and saw Lu Yao.
Big tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, Yun Chu frantically shook his head and stepped back, his thin and trembling body passed through Mo Chi's body, making him in agony.
The young man couldn't believe that the man who smiled and promised to be good to him for the rest of his life would be so cruel, so cruel that he wanted to take his life. He wanted to go out and ask the other party for clarification, but the Taoist waved his hand, clearly The red cinnabar on the yellow talisman paper was drawn with a spell, which trapped him in the center of the formation and could not escape. In the end, he was forced back to his original form.
Looking at all this, Mo Chi frantically stepped forward and tore at the spells floating in the air, but he could only pass through them again and again, he couldn't touch them, he couldn't touch them!
"Yunchu... Yunchu..." Mo Chi looked at the white fox in the center of the formation with scarlet eyes, his eyes were tearing apart. He called Yunchu's name over and over again, but Yunchu couldn't hear or see.
Yun Chu was dying under the torment of the formation, the gray-robed Taoist counted the time and withdrew the formation, then turned his wrist, and a dagger reflecting the cold luster appeared in his hand, Mo Chi was stunned.
A sharp dagger brutally pierced into the snow-white abdomen amidst the man's painful low growl, and the dark red blood stained the white and soft hair red. Mo Chi completely lost his sanity when he looked at the fox who didn't move after the scream.
The rain outside the house was getting heavier, mixed with lightning and thunder, like the cry of the gods, the perception gradually came back, Mo Chi stood aside blankly, watching the self in his previous life stumbling and running from outside the house, drenched all over his body When he came in, when he saw the dead fox on the cold floor, he fell to the ground, then crawled forward, hugged the dead body with dark fur and cold body into his arms with trembling hands, and finally cried bitterly in despair speak out.
"Yunchu!!!"
In October of the first year of Apocalypse, the princess of the current dynasty married Zhuangyuan Lang, and the emperor pardoned the world, and the whole world celebrated together. However, when everyone thought that the two were a match made in heaven, a sudden change occurred.
Ye Heng, the son of the former loyal Marquis, gathered troops outside the city, and entered the palace on the day of the wedding. According to people familiar with the matter later, the palace was littered with corpses and blood flowed into rivers, and the steps of the Golden Luan Hall were dyed red. The man who was the son-in-law rebelled on the spot. He stood in front of the dragon chair in a blood-red wedding dress. With his own hands, he killed the emperor with a snow-white dagger and put down the rebellion. Country name: Cloud.
In winter, after a night of heavy snow like goose feathers, the entire palace turned into a piece of snow. In the imperial study room with underfloor heating, a man in white uniform was correcting the memorial in his hand, and the atmosphere was quiet.In the next second, the eunuch in the uniform of the chief executive hurried in from the door, leaned over to whisper a few words in the man's ear, and paused slightly with the brush dipped in cinnabar in his hand.
Mo Chi raised his head, and in his dark and deep eyes was a snowy ice field, which was bitingly cold: "Physician Xuan, go over and don't let her die."
In just one sentence, every word freezes people.
The eunuch bowed and left after he left. After he left, the air in the study fluctuated for a moment. In the next second, a man in a bright red shirt with a monstrous appearance appeared beside the bookshelf, looking at him with twinkling eyes.
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