In the deep forest, the stream is gurgling and flowing, and the water is clear and clear, but the water surface is occasionally red.
By the stream, a man sat alone on a wet little stone, leaning against a slightly larger stone, his body tilted slightly, and he coughed twice from time to time, his voice seemed a little hoarse.
The clothes on her body were also a little torn, and they were torn into pieces, with some blood. A whole thumb-sized wound was slanted from her chest to her abdomen. It looked particularly terrifying. The blood on the wound had been barely forced to stop and became a little
My hair is hard and a little black, obviously a lot of time has passed.
The man closed his eyes and breathed lightly, or it could be said to be weak. If his face had not been covered by the night, he would have seen how pale it was. His lips were chapped without a trace of blood. His whole person exuded a kind of decay and silence.
The sadness and regret of his hands slightly covered his eyes, as if he was about to die.
If it weren't for the occasional movement of my chest, I would have thought this man was dead.
A sparse sound rang out, and then a figure walked slowly along the stream with his hands behind his back. His dark eyes were shining in the reflection of the stream. Looking at the curled figure in the distance, his eyes flashed in his eyes.
A trace of inexplicable distress and jealousy was soon occupied by firmly.
"It's really ugly. Maybe this is the first time you're so embarrassed, Yang." The faint voice seemed a little misty, with a hollow feeling. I couldn't tell what it was, but I don't deny it. The voice sounded nice and had a kind of feeling.
Ethereal.
But the person next to the stone heard it stiffened. Although he still had no movement to respond, the fists on the edge of his legs were clenched together, as if he was enduring some pain.
The man slowly squatted down, looking at him deeply. When his eyes turned to the wound, his eyes became a little darker. He reached out and took off his robe and wanted to put it on him.
But the silent man seemed to notice his movements, and there were obviously several repulsive people. He put down his hands and blocked the clothes, and looked at him coldly. His eyes were a little hollow and a little dispersed, but when he looked at the man, he was still enlightened.
Deep hatred and disgust, the corners of the pale mouth were raised in a habit, with a hint of sarcasm, and some blood was bleak in the cracked corners of the mouth due to the curling of the lips. "Are you satisfied?"
The man's eyes became deeper and darker, as if a dark fire was gathering, but he still spoke calmly, "I'm very satisfied. The effect of 'lovesickness' is better than I thought. Thank you for your help to prove it."
The man was not surprised by this answer, but he just supported the stone with his hands and wanted to stand up. The wound was touched, and the blood that had stopped flowed out again, but he seemed to have no feeling, and he was embarrassed and proudly supporting his body.
I stood up slowly, turned around and wanted to leave, as if I would have tormented twice as much as I could with this person.
The man stood up, holding the outer robe in his hand, looking at his shaky back, pursed his lips tightly, narrowed his eyes, and walked forward quickly, but the people in front were already prepared, and suddenly
Turning around, looking at him coldly, "Don't come over."
The man stopped his steps and watched him standing by the stream shaking, as if he would fall into the water at any time, his brows gradually frowned, "Why do you make yourself so embarrassed? Who are you planning to take revenge on me or yourself?"
Um?"
"Take revenge on you? Haha, don't think too much about yourself. You made me so disgusted that I couldn't even get revenge." The poisonous words hurt people directly. Such vicious and hateful words made him feel a little incongruous.
, If someone who knew him stood here at this moment, he would definitely be surprised.
However, the man seemed to have become accustomed to his poisonous tongue, and he looked like he was not interested in all poisons, and he was still approaching him step by step, "So even if he is taking revenge on himself or punishing himself? Haha, are you repenting or
A sad, hopeless love will only torture yourself, so why bother you.”
"Don't you think this sentence is more suitable for you?" The man looked at him approaching with calm eyes.
"I'm different, because I don't think it's hopeless, I have confidence, you will be mine, that person already has someone to love, do you think you can still insert it? Don't be too naive, you won't be too naive, let's not talk about it.
I must really care about him so much, otherwise I wouldn't have chosen anything else first."
"Your baseless self-righteousness makes people feel disgusted. I tell you clearly that it is impossible, unless you want my body, or you can just give me your worries, and I believe you don't have to do so much
Things.” He sneered, but seemed to have exhausted his energy. His body shook, and then slowly fell backwards.
The man's eyes narrowed, and he quickly jumped forward, wrapped his clothes around him, and directly grabbed him and hugged him. Looking at the blue and white but still handsome face, his eyes were a little complicated.
Humph, controlling your feelings will only mean that I can't get your feelings. What I want is your complete feelings. I want to pull that person out of your heart, and you will pull it out yourself,"
Yang, if you want to blame, you blame you for not being so good and attracting my attention. I will help you get what you want, but... it wasn't what you wanted at that time, it wasn't my problem."
He didn't think he had any mistakes. Those painful experiences told him that if he wanted, he would get what he wanted, he would never give in. That would only harm himself and make him regret it for life. Therefore, he didn't think that
He was wrong.
"Master, please calm down." After the flying curtain, the sound of crackling and broken things came from time to time. A masked music was kneeling beside the curtain, and he said indifferently with his head down, as if he was persuading, but
There is no emotion in his tone.
"Haha, it's really good. It seems that I underestimated him too much. Shangguan Ye is worthy of being known as the God of War." The two moves she had worked hard to arrange were easily destroyed by him, and they were taken off guard.
"How is the situation now?" The woman seemed to be tired of venting, and sat down and asked slowly, with a little fatigue and frustration in her voice.
The music continued to answer, "The people we installed in the martial arts world have been killed almost all, and almost all of the remaining ones have been hit by Shangguan Ye's plan, Wang Han was also assassinated, and the two dark teams of Yanyang and Licheng... are all destroyed.
"When Leyin said this, there seemed to be no frustration in her eyes, but instead she felt a sense of pride. The person he fell in love with was indeed the strongest.
The woman seemed to be trying to digest the news, and she was silent for a while before she said, "How about the Yuguo side?"