He was embarrassed and about to fall, Hailan hurriedly went over to help him, Jun Wuhen wanted to brush her away and pulled the wound on his chest, causing more blood to flow. Hailan felt great pain in his heart, especially the disappointment and sadness when Jun Wuhen spoke, as if
Thousands of arrows pierce the heart.
Did she really blame him wrongly?
Did you really blame him wrongly?
Would she rather believe in illusory pictures than him? In fact, not all people are like this. She once trusted Jun Wuhen so much. She had trusted Jun Wuhen for many years in the abyss of hell.
She knew that the resentful spirits would dig out the darkest side of her heart, and they would definitely be related to Jun Wuhen, and they would destroy her, so she kept telling herself that she must believe in Jun Wuhen.
You must believe it.
But in the end, trust slipped away bit by bit and was never found again.
She has forgotten how she told herself a hundred years ago that she must trust Jun Wuhen. No matter what happens, she must trust him. Unless she hears it from him, she will not believe anything.
This is what she once told herself.
But now, she didn't give Jun Wuhen a chance to defend himself, why?
"Jun Wuhen, you lunatic? Why do you do this?" Hailan asked sternly with red eyes, wanting to slap him.
"Didn't you just believe me when you said I was dead?" Jun Wuhen looked down at his chest, which was bleeding profusely, with a watery look on his face. "You watched, watched me bleed to death. This is what you want."
"Asshole!" Hailan yelled, Jun Wuhen looked at her with indifferent eyes, firm, and Hailan suddenly felt a trembling panic.
Jun Wuhen is serious.
He was exchanging death for her trust.
"Do you believe me?"
Hai Lan's eyes were red and her vision was blurry. His love seemed to be separated by a layer of water in front of her eyes, blurry. Did she believe him?
"Hai Lan, as long as you are willing, you will watch me die."
Hai Lan was shocked and raised her hand to hit him, but the calmness in his eyes made her feel distressed. The force of the slap was much weaker in the middle, and the force of the slap on his face was like slapping a mosquito. Her voice sounded like crying, "
asshole!"
In fact, she really hopes that she can give Jun Wuhen a chance, doesn't she? So as long as he gives her a reason, even if it is a made-up reason, she will believe him and forgive him, right?
She loved Jun Wuhen so much and was afraid of such a spineless self, so she condemned him from the beginning and never believed his sweet words again.
But she forgot.
Jun Wuhen never deceived her, maybe he would hide everything from her, he would scheme against her, but he would not deceive her. As long as she asked, he would tell her, even if it was a scheme, if she asked, he would admit it.
This is Jun Wuhen, he would rather tell the truth and hurt you deeply than lie to you, so if he says no, it definitely means no.
"Why don't you believe me?" Jun Wuhen asked her, his light blue eyes as calm as water, and all the pain was hidden behind these eyes, "Have you lost all trust in me after five hundred years in the abyss of hell?"
Hailan looked at the wounds on his chest, and tears fell in clusters, falling on Jun Wuhen's chest. She raised her hand, and a soft white light overflowed from her palm, brushing against his chest to help him stop the bleeding, but there was nothing she could do.
Healing his wounds can only temporarily stop his bleeding.
Jun Wuhen said that as long as she was willing, she would watch him die of excessive blood loss.
damn it.
She couldn't bear it, she couldn't bear it.
Hai Lan grabbed his collar, regardless of the fact that he had just stopped bleeding, she hugged him, kept beating his chest, and started crying. Even though she was strong and unrestrained, she was still a little squeamish at this time.
"Jun Wuhen, why are you so cruel?"
He doesn't feel bad for being so cruel to himself, but she does.
"You don't believe me." Jun Wuhen spat out a few words calmly, as if she had done something unforgivable.
"You're drunk." Hailan spat out a few words with difficulty. She didn't want to mention this matter to Jun Wuhen, but they had to make each other scarred every time before they would give in.
Jun Wuhen used such cruel means to gain her trust because he didn't want to drag it out any longer. He wanted to regain her trust in the fastest and most decisive way and let her get rid of the resentment in her heart.
Hailan's tears kept falling. Demon Ancestor mutilated his body and passed through his heart. She couldn't even heal the wound. She could only stop the bleeding but not heal the wound. If she just sat there and ignored him, he would really bleed to death. He was really
ruthless.
Every time, she was forced to have no choice but to face it.
Is this man's decisiveness and ruthlessness used on him and her? Otherwise, why would they be so tired and painful after leaving?
"Keep talking!" Jun Wuhen said in a deep voice, leaning against the city wall and looking at her calmly.
Hailan took a deep breath, wiped her tears, and said, "I tell you, if you don't give me a good explanation, I will personally make another hole in your chest. Don't think you can get away with it by playing a trick."
"good!"
Hai Lan was annoyed that he could still be calm at this time. She smiled coldly, "That night, the demon world didn't know what to celebrate. You got drunk and returned to the Demon Ancestor Temple. Nishang went to ask the little fox to use illusion magic to turn her into my appearance.
My clothes went into the Demon Ancestor Temple to seduce you, but you didn’t refuse. I saw you with my own eyes..."
She gritted her teeth and watched a live erotic scene from beginning to end.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Hai Lan pinched his waist and asked angrily. At first, the two of them pretended that nothing had happened.
pain.
Jun Wuhen squinted his eyes dangerously and stared at her deeply. There was some complicated light in his eyes that she couldn't understand. Hailan felt uneasy when he saw him and sneered, "What? You have nothing to say?"
Jun Wuhen was still speechless, just staring at her silently. Hai Lan was upset by his look, and there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of his lips, "Are you speechless? Or is it too many times that Lord Demon Ancestor can't even remember it?"
"
She didn't want to speak so sourly, but she couldn't hold it back, and she felt the sourness herself.
Jun Wuhen was still silent. Hai Lan was furious, brushed his hand away, turned around and left. Jun Wuhen reacted very quickly, suddenly grabbed her hand and took her into his arms. He was seriously injured and his strength could not be restored, and he
Not big, Hailan raised her hand to hit him, when she saw his blood-soaked robe, and put her raised hand down again.
Jun Wuhen leaned forward and captured her lips and tongue.
This is something he has wanted to do for a long time.
