Mo Lingyuan waved to Mo Lingwei: "Lingwei, come here!"
Mo Lingwei: "..."
"Isn't he looking for death?" Mo Lingyuan walked towards Feng Shaojin step by step: "If that's the case, I will help him."
He raised his gun and aimed it at Feng Shaojin's head.
Mo Lingwei was confused: "Brother, don't kill him, don't shoot him."
Mo Lingwei cried loudly: "Feng Shaojin, you go, if you don't go, my brother will kill you, he will really kill you."
"It's better to die by your hands than by your brother's." Feng Shaojin grabbed her wrist: "Ling Wei, if I die by your hands, will you never forget me for the rest of your life? "
Before Mo Lingwei could react, another earth-shattering gunshot sounded.
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei watched helplessly as blood dripped from the corner of the man's lips, and he fell slowly in front of her.
"Feng Shaojin." Mo Lingwei looked at the gun in her hand, the muzzle was still steaming, Feng Shaojin's long finger was released from the trigger...
Mo Lingwei knelt on the ground and hugged him: "Feng Shaojin, how are you?"
She looked up at Mo Lingyuan: "Brother, please let him go. If he dies, I will never be happy in my life. I beg you, please let him go."
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
Mo Lingyuan put away the gun: "The commander-in-chief gave him three days. If he comes back to life after three days, it will be considered that he deserves to die."
Mo Lingyuan turned around, and said to Duan Changyu and Mu Qing behind him, "Let's go!"
The three got on their horses and rode away.
After walking to a certain distance, Mo Lingyuan stopped his horse and looked at the small wooden house with flickering candles from a distance, his eyes were dark and meaningful.
"Master, what if Feng Shaojin dies here?" Mu Qing asked worriedly.
"Yes, I heard that the Feng family has a son who is a dandy who only knows medical skills. Once Feng Shaojin dies here, the Feng family will definitely march north regardless of everything. By then, our north will be in chaos!" Although Duan Changyu He still remembered the pain of breaking his leg, but compared to the shot in Feng Shaojin's chest, his leg injury was really nothing.
"Hmph, how do you guys know that he's not acting on occasion, and deliberately using himself to test the handsome's bottom line?" Mo Lingyuan narrowed his eyes.
"Who would use their own life to test the bottom line of others?" Duan Changyu was puzzled: "What if he really died?
Your shot hit him in the shoulder, it wasn't a fatal wound, but the miss shot hit his heart, his life and death are uncertain, if he can't survive for three days..."
Feng Shaojin is a troublesome existence, Duan Changyu's worries are not unreasonable.
Mo Lingyuan tightened the reins and continued to move forward, "Just because someone is willing to risk his life to test the bottom line of others, such a person is the most difficult to guard against.
How can you be so cruel to yourself, how can you have too much warmth to others?
The only fortunate thing is that Ling Wei has already returned to Jincheng, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to step out of the north, this commander can protect her well. "
A person whose psychology is full of darkness, what can he use to give light to others?
Mo Lingwei hugged Feng Shaojin, caressing his face with cold hands blown by the cold wind, hot tears dripped down on his cheeks: "Shaojin, how are you? I won't let you die Yes, I will definitely not let you die."
She put him on the ground, took off the cloak she was wearing, covered him, and staggered towards the small wooden house with candles.
Although the inside is simple, it is warm with charcoal fire, and there is a medical bag casually thrown by the bedside...