Yue'er walked into her brother's room and sat down on the chair opposite the bed.
The brother and sister looked at each other, but they were silent, each thinking about their own thoughts.
"Yue'er, what do you mean by love? What does it feel like to fall in love with someone?" Yang Bing asked.
Yue'er tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "After you fall in love with someone, you will always think about them. You can feel it when he is happy, and you can also feel it when he is unhappy."
"Are you talking about spiritual communication?" Yang Bing asked.
Yue'er nodded seriously; "Brother, do you believe it? If you really love someone, and that person also loves you, the two of you will be connected and can feel each other's joys and sorrows."
"Is it really so magical?" Yang Bing asked. He has never been in love or fallen in love with anyone in his life. Only that purple figure appears in front of his eyes from time to time. He doesn't know if this is love.
?
"These days, I always feel depressed and I can't be happy. Brother, do you know why?" Yue'er said.
Yang Bing shook his head.
"Because Brother Feng..." Yue'er said: "I can feel that Brother Feng is very unhappy these days. He is under a lot of pressure, so I can't be happy either."
"Are you and Brother Feng connected in spirit?" Yang Bing asked.
"Yes, I love him, and he loves me too, so I can feel his emotions. Also, I can feel it when Brother Feng is in danger. For example, that night when you were fighting, I
I always feel so depressed and uncomfortable that I can’t sleep due to tossing and turning..."
"Is this really how it feels?" Yang Bing suddenly stood up from his chair. This is how he feels about Zi Bing now. He always feels depressed and uncomfortable. Could it be...
Could it be that Zi Bing encountered some danger?
Did he fall in love with her? And she also loved him? He and her souls were connected? Could he feel that she was in danger?
"No..." Yang Bing shouted fiercely, and then rushed out of the door like an arrow. Yue'er shouted from behind: "Brother, where are you going? It's so late?"
Yang Bing ran out and replied: "Sister, you go to bed first, I have something to do and will be back in a while..."
Looking at her brother's disappearing figure, Yue'er shook her head in confusion and muttered: "What's wrong with my brother? Could it be... could he be in love?"
Yang Bing ran out of the house and onto the road outside.
It was already half past one in the morning. He was standing on the deserted road blindly looking around. He didn't know where to go? He didn't know what to do.
There was just the purple figure shaking in front of his eyes.
But where is she? What danger has she encountered?
Yang Bing felt anxious and simply ran along the road.
The night was dark, and only a bright moon accompanied him, reflecting his anxious and helpless face.
** * ** **
In a small hotel on the side of a certain road in H City.
Zi Bing has been tied to the bed with ropes by the head-bending master. She is lying on her back with her wrists and ankles tied to the head of the bed.
The head-lowering master had already taken off his black robe. His body was covered with large and small marks, black, white and red, which looked shocking and ugly.
There was no expression on Zi Bing's cold face. She looked at the ugly face of the head-officer and those evil eyes. Yang Bing's face appeared in her mind again, the sniper, the one who should have been her.
The enemy's sniper.
"Ha..." Master Jiantou breathed out, took out a long sword from his robe and walked to Zi Bing's bed.
He stood in front of the bed, looking down at Zi Bing.
Suddenly, the head-lowering master suddenly raised the sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Zi Bing's chest.
The sword seemed to be piercing Zi Bing's chest.
But there was still no expression on Zi Bing's face, not even nervousness.
"I already know that you are a cold-blooded killer. Even when facing death, you are extremely cold-blooded..." the head-dropping master said.
Suddenly, as soon as he finished speaking, he pierced Zi Bing's chest and mouth with the tip of his sword. There was only a stabbing sound. The tip of the sword tore through Zi Bing's clothes but did not penetrate her chest.
Zi Bing felt a sense of humiliation, her eyebrows moved, and a trace of murderous intent flashed undetectably in her eyes.
The head-dropping master put the sword against Zi Bing's skin and slid it gently, an evil smile flashed in his eyes: "I will cut off your hands and feet and take out the ice in your body.
You are a cold-blooded killer. There is a piece of ice in your body. That piece of ice is the essence of martial arts that you have trained for so many years. I
I need to take it out and integrate it into my body. For so many years, I have been trying to fuse the head-lowering technique with witchcraft and murderous martial arts. Then I will become extremely powerful, and I will become the most powerful.
The most powerful wizard, the most powerful killer, hahahahaha..."
The head-dropping master laughed proudly.
Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and he pointed the sword at Zi Bing's wrist.
He wants to cut off her wrist.
Zi Bing's lips moved, and she uttered a few words coldly: "After I die, I hope you can fulfill your promise and detoxify the black rose..."
After listening to Zi Bing's words, the head-down master laughed again, this time, he smiled very proudly.
"Do you really think I will help the underworld boss's daughter detoxify?" the head-dropping master asked.
Zi Bing was shocked: "What do you mean?"
"You are all idiots..." The head-dropping master pointed at Zi Bing and said; "The boss of the New Tiger Gang is the biggest idiot in the world. He thought he had sacrificed his most proud female killer.
Can you exchange his daughter's life? Just dream... Let me tell you the truth, no one can cure the poison in his daughter, unless...unless the one who poisoned her
People can help her detoxify..."
Zi Bing's eyes showed an extremely surprised look.
"You... aren't you the most powerful head-dropper? Can't you help the lady detoxify?"
"I can detoxify her, but the poison in her is very powerful. After I help her detoxify, I will lose half my life myself. I won't do this for an unrelated stranger."
..." said the head-lowering master.
Zi Bing understood everything. This head-dropping master was a liar. He had deceived Shi Zhu and also deceived himself.
"Asshole..." Zi Bing gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, and then began to struggle. She wanted to kill this head-dropping master.
But she struggled several times and found that she was tied very firmly by the rope.
"Stop struggling in vain, you can't escape..." The head-dropping master looked at Zi Bing proudly.
Zi Bing's eyes shot out with anger.
"Don't look at me with such murderous eyes. I know you want to kill me, but you can't do it. Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame the gangster boss. He pushed you into the pit of fire...
..." The head-dropping master said, raising the sword again and aiming it at Zi Bing's wrist: "I'm going to cut off your wrist, and your blood will burst out immediately..."
Zi Bing struggled hard, but still in vain. She had a premonition that death was moving towards her step by step.
She is a cold-blooded killer, a well-known killer on the killer list, but at this moment, she is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and can only watch helplessly as the butcher's knife cuts towards her.
A vicious look suddenly appeared in the eyes of the head-lowering master. He raised the sword fiercely, but when the sword was about to hit Zi Bing, he suddenly stopped and his eyes slowly moved to Zi Bing.
of the lower abdomen.
Zi Bing suddenly trembled, and a strong sense of danger surrounded her tightly.
"I changed my mind..." Master Jiangtou suddenly slowly put down the sword and said with an evil smile: "It would be too cruel to cut off your hands and feet, it will bleed a lot, on the hotel bed and on the ground.
It will also be splattered with blood and cause unnecessary trouble for me. I am going to change a method..."
As the head-lowering master said, he turned around and walked to his black robe, reached into it for a while, and then walked back to Zi Bing's bed.
Zi Bing saw that one of his palms was filled with dense maggots.
How disgusting.
Zi Bing resisted the urge to feel nauseated.
"I'm going to put these little treasures on your body, and they will take out the ice cubes from your body for me..." The head-dropping master smiled proudly.
"Abnormal..." Zi Bing cursed loudly and struggled hard again.
The head-lowering master stretched out one hand and lifted up Zi Bing's shirt, revealing his flat belly, and then slowly covered Zi Bing's belly with the palm of his hand.
"Pervert, I'm going to kill you..." Zi Bing cursed loudly, but still could not prevent the tragedy from happening.
Those little bugs covered her skin in an instant and penetrated into her flesh as quickly as possible.
"Ah..." Zi Bing finally couldn't stand this perverted scene any longer, and used all her strength to let out a heart-rending cry.
The shout was accompanied by the evil laughter of the head-dropping master.
"These little bugs are specially developed by me. Just enjoy them slowly." The head-dropping master smiled proudly.
Zi Bing could already feel those disgusting little bugs burrowing into her stomach.
"Ah..." She let out a heartbreaking cry again, which broke through the hotel room, passed through the window, and spread to the road outside.
A person was running wildly on the road. When the person heard Zi Bing's shout, he suddenly stopped and then turned to look at the source of the sound.
This person is none other than Yang Bing.
"Is it her? Is it her voice?" Yang Bing pricked up his ears.
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