Chapter 1034

Jing Rong held Mo ruo's body, and the cold armor was stained with blood.

I don't know how long it took.

It was not until Muruo's body became cold that Jingrong released him.

He looked down at his pale face.

Jing Rong said in his ear, "Mo ruo, I'll avenge you."

As he spoke, he gently put Mo ruo's cold body on the ground.

The man who is most drunk with wine all day can't wake up now.

Jing Rong clearly remembered that he always said the same thing, that is, he was not drunk!

Yeah!

In fact, Mo ruo has never been drunk.

He was awake all the time.

Jingrongduo hopes to talk with him under the moon one day.

But now everything has become extravagant!

Because there is no if for anything.

Jing Rong got up slowly and pulled out the sword that Mo ruo had inserted on the ground.

The cold light flickers!

At the same time, the blood on the sword drips down the long sword!

Dyed the grass on the ground red.

It's amazing.

The soldiers around didn't make a sound. To be exact, they didn't dare to make a sound.

Jing Rong's bloodshot eyes looked closely at the long sword in his hand. His heart burned his body like a burning flame, and his blood was boiling in his body.

He moved and turned to look.

His eyes fell on Ji Huan who was caught.

Ji Huan looked at him in great surprise.

I haven't recovered yet!

He didn't believe Jingrong was still alive. He jumped off the dead man's river. How could he still stand here?

And... Brought so many troops.

Where did these soldiers come from?

There are so many questions in his mind!

I expected Jingrong's to explain to him one by one.

Jing Rong, holding Mo ruo's long sword, came to him with bloodthirsty murderous look in his eyes.

Seems to be stripping him of his life.

It's not surprising even to break it up!

But the impulse was hidden between Jingrong's two chilly eyebrows, and was filled with towering anger!

And desperately endured.

"You..." Ji Huan stared at him. He was caught and couldn't move at all.

He didn't intend to struggle, and there was no regret and begging for mercy in his eyes.

In fact, Ji Huan is as stubborn as Ji Li! Not afraid of death!

Jing Rong approached him, his eyes sharp and cold.

Ji Huan opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you all right?"

Why?

He doesn't know.

Jing Rong said in a low tone, "I thought I would die, but God opened his eyes and let me pick up this life."

"Impossible!"

"Are you disappointed?"

of course!

Ji Huan bit his teeth, leaned forward and said, "you should die! In fact, I should have killed you myself that day. I'll use your head to worship my eldest brother."

In the final analysis, Ji Huan's heart was always filled with hate.

Can't dissipate!

Although Jing Rong was murderous, he still kept his calm at the moment and said, "you may never have this chance again."

"Hehe." Ji Huan smiled and looked at the soldiers around him. "Then these soldiers and horses? Where did you get these soldiers and horses?"

"Don't you know the soldiers and horses far away from the northwest?"

what?

Northwest?

Ji Huan suddenly trembled and looked around. Those who surrounded themselves saw that there was a word "hole" engraved on the armor on their arms.

Uh!

Ji Huan immediately understood.

"Is it... Kong Qu's troops?"

The scene was stationed in Yicheng, which is far away from the northwest, and was awarded Kong Qu as "Hussars general" by the former Emperor for his meritorious rescue.

Ji Huan still missed this move!

"But how could you possibly mobilize troops to the northwest in just a few days?" He was still confused.

Jingrong's eyes were filled with a faint cold light, "since you want to know, well, I let you die to understand that as early as the day when Hou Liao sent troops, I had ordered someone to quietly send a letter to the northwest and borrow 10000 troops and horses from Kong Qu in case of emergency!"

I totally understand!

Ji Huan sneered and said, "Jingrong, this is the order of the Emperor himself. He wants you to die!"

Wei Yi wants him to die!

What a cruel word.

What a cruel decision!

Jing Rong frowned, his eyes full of blood, and said, "even if I had been more cruel, today, this Xisai grassland will not become like this. Now, I can't let it continue."

Huh?

what do you mean?

Ji Huan opened his eyes: "are you going to rebel?"

Jingrong said, "this world is mine. Where did it come from?"

Uh!

Ji Huan was stunned, not because of fear, but because of Jingrong's words.

He digested for a long time, and his face showed an expression of death.

Then, he grinned like a wolf's tooth, looked up at Hou Liao's blue sky with the slightest fear.

Laugh.

"I still made a mistake!"

The two soldiers holding him released their hands.

His whole body fell.

Jing Rong said, "for the rest of your life, you'd better not be Ji."

Finish.

Jing Rong raised his long sword and chopped it at Ji Huan.

Immediately, the head fell to the ground!

……

The war is finally over!

But Xisai grassland has been riddled with holes and can no longer restore its old breath.

On the hills.

There stands a tombstone.

It says Moro and don's.

It's a tomb!

The words on the inscription are tombstones carved by Jing Rong for Mo ruo and Tang Si.

The people stood in front of the tombstone without saying a word.

Jingrong's armor did not fade, and he held two swords in his hand, one of which was his own and the other was Mo ruo's.

After a long time——

He inserted Moruo's sword next to the tombstone.

"Mo ruo, we will continue to be brothers in the afterlife!" His hand touched the cold tombstone.

The cold idea ran quickly from the small lines of his palm, and it was cold all over his body.

Ji Yunshu looked haggard and held the baby in his arms.

The baby is fast asleep.

That small face has a bit of heroism and a bit of playfulness of Don Si.

Ji Yunshu looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Thought of a long time ago

At that time, he and Muruo were outside the broken temple.

Mo ruo sat in the corridor outside, put one foot on it, and drank with his head up against the column.

The dark light in the sky, through the drizzle of rain from the tiles, hazily sprinkled on his shoulder.

It looks a little desolate.

Ji Yunshu silently walked over, sat down opposite him, raised his head and looked at the continuous rain.

He said, "green plum always rains far away, the boat comes, and the gentleman's wine comes..."

The corners of her mouth were smiling, and in her deep eyes, there was a woman like warmth like water.

Mo ruo smiled.

He poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, "it turns out that Mr. Ji not only solved the case, but also wrote a good poem." "Everyone can tell a few words of a little poem."