Chapter Thirty-Three I Think Your Brain Has Been Injured
"Luo Yan is really happy to have you." Yan Ziluo sighed faintly, "But I have no chance to continue her fate and carry her happiness."
Chu Hang glanced at Yan Ziluo. If she suddenly "changed her mind" at this time, could she still accept her because of her identity as Luo Yan?
But if everything has a choice, everything in the world will be perfect.
He is only thinking about his Luo Yan now.
"Bang!"
A loud noise suddenly came from a distance, and snow on the ground splashed everywhere.
Chu Hang and Yan Ziluo rushed out of the cave at the same time, and saw Ximen Yi standing on the blank snow with his hair disheveled, surrounded by silver-clothed messengers, Leng Zixiao chased him.
The silver mask was worn on his face, reflected in the white snow, reflecting a strange light.
"Ichiro, don't be excited, don't be excited." Leng Zixiao kept persuading.
"I am the king, I must get the world!" Ximen Yi stretched out his arms, whistled up to the sky, and his gray hair was radiating in the wind.
"Ichiro, don't be excited, I will help you, I will help you." Leng Zixiao approached Ximen Yi little by little.
Ximen Yi waved his hand, stirring up snow on all sides, flying up and falling.
"You will only curb me, only hold me firmly in your palm for you to play with. If you really help me, how could you ruin my good things? Only me, only me is the most trustworthy!"
"Ichiro, I never want to play with you. I really love you. I just want to live a happy life with you." Leng Zixiao felt very wronged. He was a man. When he fell in love with a man, he just wanted to live a happy life with you.
So unrecognized? Every time I love Ichiro, I feel happiness. Does it really make Ichiro so painful and repelled?
"Love? You deserve to say it?" Ximen Yi snorted and pointed to the silver-clothed messenger beside him, "There are so many of them, who do you want to love whom, why do you want to pester me? I have endured humiliation in front of you for so many years, and
What did you get? Apart from letting this life survive, you are simply worse than a pig or a dog!"
"Ichiro, how could you say that?" Leng Zixiao felt chills in her heart when she heard this. He just didn't want to wait for Ximen Yi to be abandoned or even killed after success, so he terminated the plan to help Ximen Yi. He just wanted to be able to last for the rest of his life.
He was by his side, but after the hope was shattered, Ximen Yi turned against him and trampled on his feelings for him like this.
"I can't survive without you, right?" Ximen Yi laughed wildly, "I'm not a human or a ghost now, and I can't get it in the world. What's the point of living?"
Seeing that things were making so many layouts and things were going perfectly, he was already very close to the dragon throne that he had missed. He seemed to stand on the top of the peak and look down on the dark days of Xuangu Bing Cliff.
He can not only restore his former glory, but also become even more arrogant in winning the world of Ximen Hao.
However, before he had time to react or touched real joy, everything instantly turned into a bubble, just because Leng Zixiao changed her decision.
At this time, Ximen Yi realized that he would always be Leng Zixiao's doll, and was restrained by him. But even if he was a doll, he would show his dominance in front of everyone, but Leng Zixiao was determined not to agree to this at all.
He wants to trap him on the ice cliff for the rest of his life and live the dead with him under the ice cliff.
Years of physical and mental destruction, perverted life, and shattered dying fantasy have put Ximen Yi's spirit on the verge of collapse.
He would rather have been dead once...
Chu Hang looked at Ximen Yi's madness coldly. Such a person was not worthy of sympathy at all. What he was treated was insignificant compared to the young children who had their lives taken while waving their hands, and the parents who had lost them.
In this way, those who are cruel by nature should be punished the most cruel.
"Ichiro, Ichiro, don't do this. Your emotional fluctuations will make your facial disease worse!" Leng Zixiao advised loudly.
Originally, Leng Zixiao was treating Ximen Yi's sudden facial disease. In order to give him better medicine, he untie the acupoints for him, but unexpectedly, he suddenly became angry and rushed out of the cave after a day and a night of quietness.
The voluntary evaporation of skills is difficult to control for a while.
What Leng Zixiao is even more afraid of is that if this continues, the excited twitching of her face will make her face sickness more painful.
Facial disease is caused by being buried alive with the fake death drug. The face is exposed to the sun for a long time or emotional mutations will affect it. Therefore, Ximen Yi will bring that silver mask with his characteristic when he leaves Xuangu Bing Cliff.
, not mainly to keep the mystery, but to have a last resort.
"Don't worry, don't worry, you a stinky man!" Ximen Yi's emotions became even more excited, and he took off the silver mask like anger.
"Ichiro!"
"Zhexi!"
Yan Ziluo clearly saw a few red spots on Ximen Yi's face.
"Do you think I'm ugly and can't get into your eyes again?" Ximen Yi sneered at Yan Ziluo.
He didn't mean to use the "beautiful man trick" on purpose. When he left and turned back to the rock house where Luo Yan was locked up, he was afraid that Leng Zixiao would kill her, so he forgot to bring the mask he took off in a hurry.
He was afraid that Luo Yan would recognize him as the dead Ximen Yi, so he thought about how to explain. Unexpectedly, Luo Yan did not recognize him and fell in love with him, so the "beautiful man trick" became a natural thing.
But he failed. Apart from getting Luo Yan's body, he did not get what he wanted.
"No," Yan Ziluo slowly approached Ximen Yi, staring at him with affectionate eyes, "Although it was your temperament and appearance that attracted me at the beginning, I feel that you are the ones I have been waiting for for many years, wanting to
The person you waited for, what you brought me was not the shallow impression left by Ximen Yi, but it seemed that it had been preserved in my memory for a long time, even a thousand years."
"What you said is so beautiful." Ximen Yi sneered, "I think you have been hurt. Putting aside Chu Hang, who you have loved for many years, chose me. How could the person behind you feel?"
"Even if my brain is broken, I fall in love with you, can't it be? Haven't you understood my affection for you? Haven't you realized the painful struggle in my heart because I fell in love with you?" Yan Ziluo stood up
In front of Ximen Yi, "Silver-faced man, I should have hated you, but I still love you!"
Looking at each other, Ximen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Yan Ziluo's calm and persistent gaze. He saw the pain in her eyes again, which was the struggle between love and not love. He knew that there was such a thing.