Wu Zhou really stood up with all his strength, half of his body was covered in blood, and he really wanted to leave just like that.
Qianye just quietly stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve, barely exerting any force, and saw Wu Zhou limply falling in her direction, and hurriedly walked towards him and hugged him from behind.
"open!"
"Stop arguing, okay? How could I let you go? I'm not that annoying to you, right?"
Wu Zhou struggled hard, not caring about the injuries on his body, and said angrily: "You have no inhibitions when you want to bully me, and you make peace when you don't want to argue. I am so contemptible in your heart..."
"Don't be so mean, okay? You weren't like this before. I admit that I was ill-considered, but...is it really as nasty as you say?"
As Qianye spoke, he gently rubbed his cheek against Wu Zhou's back, smelling the faint cold fragrance on his body that could not hide even the smell of sweat and blood, and slowly tightened his arms.
"Let go."
"Don't let go." Qianye shook his head slowly.
"Do you think I don't have the strength to kill you now?"
"No, I know, you always have."
Qianye said lightly, with waves of heartbreaking pain in her chest, waves of burning heat rising upwards, and her eyes hurt again.
She couldn't be perfect, couldn't be submissive just to make him happy, and there were times when she was moved by Chu Luoyan and was shaken.
But she still couldn't let him go. While she blamed herself so much that she wanted to kill herself, she was also so selfish that she didn't want to let him go. Although at this moment, Wu Zhou, if he really hated her so much, he could really kill her when she was exhausted with a little magic power.
.
But she wouldn't let go, even if Wu Ju really tried to kill her, the feeling of killing the person you like with your own hands...
Suddenly, Qianye suddenly let go of her hand, so that Wuzhou suddenly slid to the ground next to her body, but she took a few steps back hastily, as if she had experienced a fleeting nightmare.
Maybe that was just an angry remark made by Wu Zhou. He was just extremely angry, rather than hating her, but it caused her to make assumptions for a moment.
A very cruel assumption, if Wu Ju really kills her, will she feel hatred or pain?
What kind of pain would it be? It would hurt so much that... even the soul would collapse.
Qianye was a little numb but still didn't forget to help Wuju, and wanted to hold him back on the bed, but suddenly met his eyes, "You... won't kill me, never, right?"
Wu Zhou gasped hard and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you afraid of me?"
Qianye shook his head, then nodded, "I'm not afraid that you are a demon king, but I am afraid that you will kill me. Can you promise not to kill me?"
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Wu Zhou's lips, which seemed to be a little sad. What he had spent all his efforts in exchange for was the one he loved asking him for a promise not to be killed?
Qianye handed the box sent by Yinxuan to Wu Zhou, "I know why you are so angry and made you suffer all night. I am also so sad that I want to tear myself into pieces. The promise I once made to you is now
I met Chu Luoyan at this time. I have my own dilemma, but I really don’t want you to suffer... even if you are innocent."
Saying that, Qianye carefully opened the box, and for a moment the light shone brightly. There was a bead emitting bright and pure light quietly in the box, "I know that accepting Yinxuan's help makes you feel humiliated, but... give it to me