The Seventh Bride of President

"That you..." the words haven't finished, the horse has already raised hoof to gallop up, Mo Ling Wei looks back, see Mo Jin Lan riding a horse across the middle of the path.

Rain dripping, Mo Jinlan's voice came faintly along the wind: "when it's over here, I'll go to you again. The province is here to drag me down."

Her voice was once cold and seemed to be mixed with impatience.

Mo Lingwei had to keep on fighting.

Around the corner, another wave of refugees, with knives and sticks in their hands, shouting in Oriental, rushed towards them.

Cloud six block in front of Mo Lingwei: "Miss, you go quickly, I stop them."

Mo Lingwei had to turn her horse's head and run to another road: "be careful."

Answer her, is cloud 61 iron whip draw past, those people's scream.

It's raining harder and harder. She can't see the road in front of her. She's so drenched in the rain that she can't even open her eyes.

It's a long way, and I can't tell where to go to the governor's mansion.

Along the way are wild farmland, and on both sides of the road are piled up haystacks and ditches.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind. As soon as Mo Lingwei looked back, she saw a figure rushing out of the rain curtain. Soon, the figure caught up with her.

Mo Lingwei is happy in her heart. It's Mo Jinlan.

At this time, she didn't even realize that she was happy to see Mo Jinlan catch up with her.

As long as everyone is safe, it is good.

As for the former enmity, I don't want to pursue it any more.

After the war, everyone who survived became a fluke.

"Cloud six?" Mo Lingwei twisted her neck and looked behind her: "do you see her?"

"No Mo Jinlan grabs her wrist, reins the reins, goes to the direction of the fork, and looks back: "it's too late, hurry up."

Without waiting for Mo Lingwei to react, she was pulled down from the horse by Mo Jinlan and pushed into the ditch covered by straw.

"What are you doing?" Mo Lingwei rolls around in the mud, and her clothes are full of dirt.

Mo Jin Lan can't help but say, pull off her red cape, hold up the Scarecrow on the side of the road, and tie the whip on the horse's back.

Then put Mo Lingwei's cape on the Scarecrow and slap it on the horse's buttocks. The painful horse galloped towards the distance quickly. In the distance, only a red shadow could be seen.

"It's too late." Mo Jinlan presses Mo Lingwei in the ditch covered by straw stacks: "there are a large number of pursuers after that. The family guard will resist for a while and a half. You will hide here and wait for Shaojin and Gu Wei's people to save you.

You can rest assured that they will come in time. "

She grabbed a handful of mud and smeared it on Mo Lingwei's head and face, and scattered her long hair. "Don't come out, and don't make any noise."

"And you?" Mo Lingwei grabbed her wrist: "you hide with me, OK?"

Mo Jin Lan is looking at her, the warm heat rising from the bottom of her eyes is soon washed away by the cold rain. She smiles coldly and asks: "don't you want me to die?"

"That was before." Mo Jinlan grabs her wrist in one hand and pulls her sleeve in the other hand: "it was before, now is now, our account can be calculated slowly in the future."

"Mo Lingwei." Mo Jinlan forced to break off her hand, voice coldly: "you are reduced to the end now, because the heart is too soft, people who can't protect themselves, don't care about others."