"Although I'm used to being called Liu Fengchen, but - it's not bad to try calling me Mo Wufeng from today..." Qingcheng said with some childishness, seeming to tell Mo Wufeng awkwardly

She didn't care at all whether he was a murderer or not, nor did she mind if he hid it from her. Whether it was Liu Fengchen or Mo Wufeng, they were all her partners in Wu Qingcheng, very important partners——

"You don't mind that I hide it from you, and you don't mind that I have killed many people." Mo Wufeng still looked at Qingcheng uneasily and asked.

Qingcheng smiled slightly, for this lovely man, this silent man - he was actually worried that she would not want him as a partner with his hands stained with blood?

"Mo Wu Feng..." Qingcheng looked at the man in front of her and called softly. Although it was a bit weird to change this name all of a sudden, it still felt very smooth.

"Do you believe that more lives have ended in my hands than in yours?" Qingcheng asked seriously, and in just one sentence, Mowu Feng was stunned.

Mo Wufeng stared at Qingcheng, a little surprised? Also a little unbelievable.

She is a young lady from a dancer's family, how could she have her hands covered in blood? Mo Wufeng's eyes clearly shone with disbelief.

Qingcheng smiled, because she understood Mo Wufeng's doubts and why he didn't believe it - but her hands were covered with blood. If there really is a hell after death, then based on the lives in her hands, the next eighteen

Even the levels of hell may not be enough

"I'll tell you a story. There used to be a girl who started killing people when she was four years old. She killed a girl the same age as her. At that age when she didn't know what death was, she killed a girl for food.

The girl was seven years old. Only twenty of the fifty girls could survive. In order to survive, she brutally killed five girls around her in one night. At the age of ten, in that difficult environment - could she survive?

There were very few girls who survived. Only half of the twenty survived? And she was still among the ten because she knew that if she wanted to live, she had to kill people. At the age of fifteen, seven out of ten died.

Three, are there three left? And she is still among the three surviving people. In order to survive, she has no choice. Either she dies or someone else dies. This is her only choice. Starting from the age of seventeen - every month

No fewer than five people died in her hands, and there were all kinds of people. Until she was twenty years old, she could not count how much blood she had in her hands, but the blood was the only evidence that she was alive."

Qingcheng spoke softly, as if telling someone else's story, too simple to finish her life in the 21st century, until the fire and the betrayal of her companions made her escape from that killer career——

Maybe that is a kind of relief for her, because she no longer needs to live a life of fear, nor does she need to continue her career as a killer? But - she is Wu Qingcheng, and while she is alive, the blood in her hands will never be washed away.

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Because only blood is her proof that she is alive? Her hands are not born clean——

Mo Wufeng was surprised. He never understood how a young lady who was a dancer could have such amazing courage and powerful murderous intent. If it was really as she said, then what exactly was she like? Although she said it was just a story, but

He also understood that she was talking about him?

A kind of certainty, a kind of trust

"How's it going? If you think your hands are dirty with blood, what about this girl? Shouldn't she be alive at all?" Qingcheng raised her hand and looked at Mo Wufeng and asked, with a calm tone, deep eyes and a calm expression.

In order to survive, she made her hands full of blood. This was something she had no choice about. In this life, she could have kept her hands clean, but she still chose to be stained with blood. Even if her body was changed, she could not change her at all.

The fact that he was a killer?

"She lives by her own abilities. There is nothing wrong with her. So what if she is stained with blood? I can still stay by your side. I am still your partner, right?" Mowu Feng looked up at Wu Qingcheng and asked firmly.

With

Suddenly he realized that even if his hands were not stained with blood, he would make his hands stained with blood for the sake of the little woman in front of him. So - what did he have to be ashamed of?

"You will always be my important partner!" Qingcheng nodded and looked at Mo Wufeng and smiled. Seeing this persistent and stubborn man relieved, she found that she felt particularly at ease in her heart.

In the 21st century, she was betrayed, but she didn't know why she trusted the man in front of her so much. She thought she would never trust anyone, but the man in front of her turned out to be another surprise——
Chapter completed!