Every world I die young

Chapter 407 Wants to Be Your White Moonlight

Xun Zheng didn't know about this, he squatted on the ground intently, pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the subtle sounds in the air, and for some reason, he could always find a voice that didn't fit in among the noisy hooves of horses.

The voice sounded shrill and piercing, sometimes loud and sometimes small, but it was always incompatible with the surrounding swords and halberds.

It seems to be deliberately avoiding the time when the surrounding swords are unsheathed. Every time the surrounding swords are unsheathed, the sharp weapon will make a crisp impact and unsheath.

This feeling is like someone holding a special weapon that is half thinner and narrower than ordinary long swords, deliberately staggering it with the clanging and powerful sound of sheathing and unsheathing around, so that I can distinguish it.

who is it?

As soon as this thought came to Xun Zheng's mind, Mo Yinglan who was behind him suddenly struggled.

Xun Zheng was taken aback, clasped his fingers tightly, and tightly grabbed Mo Yinglan's wrist. He could feel Mo Yinglan behind him desperately shaking his arm to break free.

There was a stalemate between the two, and Mo Yinglan's strength was far inferior to Xun Zheng's, but at this moment he seemed to be desperate to break free from Xun Zheng's grasp.

Xun Zheng's eyes were full of pain, and with Mo Yinglan behind him, he couldn't see Mo Yinglan's expression, and didn't know that he was also anxious at the moment.

His heart hurt as if it had been torn apart, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Xun Zheng's forehead. He was spinning in his heart, and he didn't notice that the surrounding voices suddenly disappeared.

Unusually quiet.

Xun Zheng bit his lower lip tightly, and the lip was bloody from his bite.

Feeling that the strength of the struggle in the palm is getting weaker and weaker, Xun Zheng is not happy at all.

After all, I can't bear it.

Really afraid of hurting him, Xun Zheng chose to let go after all, his heart seemed to be completely numb.

With the difficulty of loosening the fingers that were stiff and numb due to excessive force, the favorability value also rose again, soaring directly to 99 points.

Mo Yinglan raised her head and looked at Xun Zheng's back. The tall man was slightly hunched over at the moment, and it seemed that he felt that he had gone through a thousand sails.

He sighed softly, feeling unbearable for the first time in his heart, although it was fleeting.

Mo Yinglan slowly raised her head, the arrow was already on the string, the sharp metal tip reflected the cold light in the sun, aiming at it from a distance, then, a finger was slowly raised, and one could vaguely see the side of the finger full of arrows. thick cocoon.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of green grassland, not far away is the gushing Doma River, the flowing water is lingering, the air is filled with the smell of moist green grass, and the soil under the feet is fertile and thick.

The grass is long and the warbler is flying, and the green color is flowing.

Most of the year spring benefits.

What slowly permeated from the nostrils was a thick, familiar bloody smell that seemed to be deeply burned into the bones, a bloody smell that could not be judged wrong no matter what.

He just felt that time seemed to freeze at this moment, and there was no sound between heaven and earth.

Everything around was muted, Xun Zheng turned his head numbly, he was thrown down on the grass, his clothes were covered with wet mud, and even his hair was stained. Less dirt.

He raised his head slowly in confusion, and a thick horseshoe suddenly appeared in front of him, stepping heavily on the mud, splashing a layer of mud, Xun Zheng felt his vision was blurred.

There was a sound of falling to the ground behind him, but it was a pity that the muddy grass was too soft to make a heavy sound.

Xun Zheng felt that his heart had been smashed to pieces.