The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Agarwood makes me feel sick, from the inside out, my body, mind, and consciousness.

While Huniu was helping to clean up the vomit, He Chongtian pulled her to the kitchen counter, lit the charcoal fire, and threw the CD in.

Agarwood stared at the charcoal fire, covered in cold sweat.

Because of seeing the scenes in the video, many forgotten memories and feelings came to torture her again.

He Chongtian took a glass of water and gave it to her without saying anything.

Chen Xiangyin took a sip of water and suppressed the nausea a little.

She looked towards the center of the charcoal fire, and Pang Wenkui's face appeared like a hallucination in the curling tongues of fire.

Chen Xiangyin covered the position of his heart, remembering the despair of having his heart gouged out. The feeling of nausea came over again, and his stomach twitched and knotted.

Agarwood vomited several more times.

Only under extreme pressure from despair to suffocation would she vomit physiologically.

Chen Xiangyin's lips trembled and she couldn't control it. She found that she really liked He Chongtian.

The past has passed, and Pang Wenkui has passed away. In fact, it is nothing to think about, and it will not make her unbearable to this point.

But... He Chongtian saw it, He Chongtian knew it...

He was a person who would feel uncomfortable for a long time if anyone looked at her even more, and he wished he could take their eyes off him.

She couldn't bear such humiliation, and he couldn't bear it even more.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly laughed at himself, his voice was cold and hard.

Why does Pang Wenkui hate her so much?

When he died, he not only wanted to kill Du Hongqiu, but also wanted to drive a wedge between her and He Chongtian.

It started when he called her into the ward before he died.

Will she be left alone and helpless?

Every step is an unavoidable conspiracy. Even if you know it is a trap, you will step on it. Even if you know it is intentional, you cannot ignore it.

You can't pretend you haven't seen it.

He Chongtian was looking at her, and his gaze gave her a burning sensation that was unbearable.

She didn't dare to think about the scene that He Chongtian was thinking in his head. She knew that he was also controlling her not to think about it, but how could anyone control this?

"He Chongtian, I'm a little tired, go check on the evil statue."

He Chongtian paused and replied: "Okay."

Chen Xiangyin's facial expression was stiff, and he took a step back and leaned against the wall: "Then, you go back first."

He Chongtian put his fingers at the bottom of his nose and thought for half a second, "Yeah."

He took two steps and then looked back: "If you don't feel well, go up and rest first. I'll ask Hu Niu to buy some medicine and come back."

Chen Xiangyin didn't respond. He stood still for a few seconds and then said, "Don't think too much. I won't think too much. It's all burned."

He glanced into the charcoal fire and saw that the disc had been melted, separated, and deformed, and the contents inside had disappeared.

His chest relaxed slightly for a moment, and he thought again that Pang Wenkui asked Li Lei to burn this CD to him at the beginning of the seventh year.

He Chongtian clenched his back molars and left Chen Xiangyin's side first. If he didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.

Passing by Huniu, He Chongtian took out his wallet, took out some money, and said: "Go to the pharmacy to buy her some medicine."

Huniu's eyes widened, she pulled his sleeve aside, glanced at Chen Xiangyin's position quietly, and lowered her voice: "Isn't it you?!"

He Chongtian frowned in confusion.

Huniu: "Why is Sister Shen vomiting so well?! It's like this on TV, she's pregnant!"

"No." He Chongtian responded subconsciously. How could he be so bloody? He had never thought of such a thing.

Soon, my heart suddenly tightened, and I gasped as the meridians on my neck became prominent.

Hu Niu's expression was full of blame and complaint: "Why not? Is she infertile or are you infertile? I told you, you still plan to give her prescription drugs? Do you want to harm others?"

He Chongtian's mind was in chaos, and the huge panic in his heart was rolling like a hundred-meter wave, and the fever was overwhelming.

It's not completely impossible, even a one in 10,000 possibility is enough for him to pay attention to.

"Please help me take care of her first. This matter is not done yet, so don't mention it to her yet."

……

Chen Xiangyin sat on his narrow bed, smoking one cigarette after another.

She didn't know why, but she had a premonition that she and He Chongtian would end from today.

Men, or people, are like this. Out of rational analysis and moral virtue, their current words and deeds can be good, and their promises can also be beautiful.

But later, out of instinctive resistance and resistance, the mold will corrode and spread for a long time, and there will always be a day when it cannot be resisted.

Even if He Chong innocently loved her to the point of violating human nature, she herself wouldn't be able to accept it.

She couldn't stand such a disgusting grudge between two people.

The mere physical violation might have erased her, but what those people did to her deprived her of her qualifications as a human being.

From now on, whenever she sees He Chongtian, she will remember that he has seen her look like that time, and she can't bear to think about it when He Chongtian looks at her.

I want to run away again, want to get out of here.

But no, there is still work to be done.

The clue on the CD was given by Pang Xianshun. She wanted to find Pang Xianshun again to test whether the karma fire was on him.

This time it won't be a simple test like glass piercing the leg.

Agarwood quickly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. The bad breath in her heart and the discomfort all over her body were in urgent need of an outlet.

……

In the mid-level villa, the sound of a crane slamming the door echoed loudly in the empty room.

Like a furious beast, he rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet with trembling hands, poured water over his head and face.

After regaining some sense, He Tongtian looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes so red that they were bleeding.

He punched the mirror violently, and the pain of broken glass between his finger bones made him wake up a little more.

Back in the living room, He Chongtian opened his computer bag and took out a CD for backup.

His attitude towards Chen Xiang Yin will not change, but he must know everything about Chen Xiang Yin, good and bad.

He should not guess or speculate, he should really understand everything.

Pressing the play button, He Chongtian crossed his hands and put them under his lips, as if his heart was being stabbed densely by countless needles.

In the video, Agarwood's face is covered in blood, and large areas of exposed skin are covered with scars.

Her face was very small, and a white cloth was wrapped thickly to cover her eyes and her expression. Only her stiff and droopy mouth could be seen, covered with blood.

The person holding the DVD reached out and lifted her chin. She raised her head without any resistance, and was so obedient that she had no soul.

"Are you hungry?" Pang Wenkui's low voice in the video was full of malice and indifference.

Chen Xiangyin didn't respond, and Pang Wenkui took her hand and pulled her towards him.

Then Chen Xiangyin suddenly screamed. She struggled to retreat and tripped over the iron chain nailed to the ground on her feet.

She cried so miserably, covering her hands that her flesh and blood were all bruised.

Was this... Pang Wenkui bit her hand?

"Come here." Pang Wenkui ordered calmly. Chen Xiangyin crawled toward the camera while sobbing, "You want to eat, but you forgot to change it with something?"

Chen Xiangyin patted her chest, which meant heart. Pang Wenkui wanted to take her heart as a tonic, but in He Chongtian's view, Chen Xiangyin was referring to herself.

The entire video lasted for more than ten hours and was spliced ​​together. Each clip was tens of seconds long, and all of them avoided fatal injuries.

He Tongtian calculated that more than ten hours meant several years of filming.

The personal experience was so painful that he hadn't fast forwarded a second in the past dozen hours.

Obedience from the first perspective, abuse from the first perspective.

He was trembling all over, and the dark and sharp pain spread all over his body.

No wonder Du Hongqiu said that agarwood induces despair. Who the hell wouldn't despair?

The scene in front of He Chongtian gradually blurred and quickly turned blood red, and his reason and emotions also collapsed in an instant.

The long-lost feeling of loss of control, the unprecedented ferocity, destroyed his reason. He wanted to kill people, see blood, and burn everything with fire.