Chapter 1700 Mo Lingsi Tower [6]

"Xiaolou." Feng Mo knelt down beside him, brought the bowl to his chapped lips, "Drink some water."

Chongkui's heart tightened, that was Xiao Shulou, and also... the very young Xiao Shulou.

She suddenly felt very scared, she should be looking at Feng Mo's Spirit Pill, then, is Xiao Shulou still alive?

Xiao Shulou slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Feng Mo, he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I won't drink, you can drink."

"This is for you, drink it quickly." Feng Mo put a little water on his lips.

Although it is dirty water, it is so precious and sweet to them.

Xiao Shulou couldn't help licking it, but still kept his face away, and said, "I'm going to die, I don't need to drink, drink it quickly, you must live."

"No, I want to live with you!" Feng Mo's eyes turned red, "Xiaolou, don't worry, I went to the pharmacy just now and brought a lot of medicine, I will change it for you right now."

Xiao Shulou suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said angrily, "Who told you to run out? It's so dangerous outside..."

"The Qin soldiers have all retreated, and there is no one outside."

He is from this small town, and Xiaolou is the child of his father's old friend. When he was sent here from Jicheng, his family was ruined and his body was burned.

My father had worked so hard to save the last bit of his old friend's blood, so he sold all the valuables in the house, even his father's piano, to treat Xiaolou's injuries.

But within a few days, Qin Jun called. They were already worried at the border.

The Qin army besieged the city for three days, sent spies to sneak into the city, and poisoned all drinking water, killing everyone and livestock.

This group of children, if they didn't lie in bed and sleep late in the morning, they would probably die too.

The only ones who survived were a group of children. When the Qin army came into the city, they hid in the east and west, and managed to save their lives.

After the Qin army looted their belongings, they went to attack the next city. They were all a group of five or six-year-old children, and no one knew what to do.

Thinking of this, the two children whose families were ruined couldn't help feeling sad, and tears appeared in the eyes of the two children.

"Xiaolou, I don't have any relatives anymore. I want to live with you. Don't die. I'll be scared alone."

Feng Mo sniffed his nose lightly, the tip of his nose was bright red.

Xiao Shulou wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but he couldn't. His injury has worsened since he had no medicine.

"Why do you cry so much?" Xiao Shulou said softly, "You are still so timid, if I die, what will you do?"

"Well, so you don't want to die." Feng Mo looked at him tearfully.

He and Xiao Shulou have known each other since childhood. His father was a luthier, and Xiaolou's father was a powerful swordsman. When he was young, his father took her to Jicheng and always stayed at Xiaolou's house.

Their family is in Jicheng, a well-known family, there are many people in the family, they follow Xiaolou's father Xue Jian together, Xiaolou is always very powerful, but he is always stupid.

But Xiaolou still regards him as a good brother, and takes the trouble to teach him, and he will also play the piano for him.

The two agreed that when they grow up, they will be like their father, a swordsman and a luthier, and they will always be good friends.
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After thinking about it, I changed the title to Mo Ling Si Lou, but the content is written as it is, why does it feel a bit gimmicky?

Shit, what happened to me? Ever since I wrote about Wei Wang and Wuji, I seem to have a feeling that... opened the door to a new world...

Maybe in the future you will go to Danmei Authors to find me...

(End of this chapter)

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