"Say it again." Jun Wuxia's voice was very calm, without any waves, but it contained deep cruelty.
Ruoyu, who was still pointing at Jun Wuxia, couldn't help but tremble. When Jun Wuxia asked herself this question, his eyes seemed to be hurt, and there was a hint of heartbreak in his eyes.
That day when Jun Wuya was suffering from the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart, he never showed such an expression. But today, because of these words, he suddenly showed such an expression.
Jun Wuxia stretched out his big hand, grasped Ruoyu's wrist, and pulled it with great force in his direction. His white left hand held Ruoyu's wrist, and the other hand caressed the palm, feeling numb and itchy.
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He looked loving and caring, but suddenly he became stronger. He gave his hand a sharp blow and said in a calm voice: "Didn't you use these hands to drink the poison?"
Drinking poison? Didn't I ask myself just now how he treated his mother? Why did he suddenly switch to poison?
She wanted to break free from his hand that was holding her, but Jun Wuxia held it so hard that he couldn't use even half of his strength. He could only feel his hand tightening and tightening, and his fingertips even scratched his flesh.
The hard nails were scratching and rubbing back and forth along the wrist. The cold eyes looked at him and said: "I really want to chop off this hand."
The nails were clenched too tightly, and the fingertips were bent and hooked outwards, as if they were really going to tear off her hand. Her slight struggle caused Jun Wuxia's hand to become much harder. Ruoyu
Not wanting to look at his face anymore, he turned his face away but faced the sword on the wall.
It was the sword he took off that day. At that time, he wanted to use this sword to kill Jun Wuxia.
But at this moment, Jun Wuxia followed his gaze, turned towards the sword, took it out, and held it against his wrist which was red from being strangled.
There was pain in her eyes. When she heard Ruoyu talking about her mother, the heartbreaking scene unfolded again, forcing herself to see the past that she didn't want to look back on.
Ruoyu wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she heard Jun Wuxia's next sentence, she stopped
Jun Wuxia frowned tightly, looked at his hands, his face was so pale that he didn't look like he was, and said: "You said I was ruthless, then how did you do it so hard when you poured the poison into my mother's mouth?
So kindhearted, she treats you so well on weekdays, but in exchange for a bowl of life-threatening medicine from you?!"
The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is like a thick scab, which was torn open before it healed, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
Ruoyu couldn't help but tremble, haha, no wonder he hates himself so much. It turns out that he poisoned his mother to death. His body is actually still carrying a human life. Ruo Qingwen, Ruo Qingwen, it turns out that someone else is...
I've only heard that he has a domineering personality, but now I know he's so ruthless.
I was tired of being entangled like this, so fortunately I quickly handed over both hands and said with a pale face: "You cut it."
Seeing Tang Zhiyan's limp body, she felt very hurt, not to mention watching her mother die. She didn't want to watch so many fights and simply die.
And if you really sacrifice yourself, the people around you will not be harmed.
Listening to Ruoyu's words, Jun Wuxia's hand holding the sword twitched slightly, and he looked at the hand lying quietly on the couch with the corner of his mouth raised and asked: "Do you really want me to chop it off?"
Nodding calmly, Ruoyu closed her eyes and waited for the sword to fall, with thin beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
The sword in Jun Wuya's hand slowly rose up to face his right wrist. After a brief pause, it quickly fell down.