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

After handling everything, Chen Xiangyin and Xuanguo reluctantly took a taxi back to Zanmeng Village at night.

Agarwood gave me a headache, and my brows didn't relax all the way.

She was afraid that the crane would reach the sky and find her, and she was also afraid of being greedy for money.

"That thing" said very firmly: She can't win this time.

The most terrifying thing about being greedy for money is that the people who are harmed are still human, but they are no longer human. They are neither humans nor ghosts. They are corrupt and greedy and swallow treasures.

The money left on him was far from enough to pay the fare, and the driver, who was unwilling to run empty on the return trip, also asked for an extra three hundred yuan.

Chen Xiang led Xuan Guo into the car and went back to get the money first.

Zanmeng Village is very quiet at night. It is rarely cool in the early morning and breathing is easy, but there are so many mosquitoes.

Chen Xiangyin scratched the big bump on his neck that had been bitten by mosquitoes at some point, and entered the door to turn on the light.

As soon as the light came on, the blood all over his body solidified instantly, and his legs instinctively retreated after a brief moment of weakness.

run! !

Agarwood gave rise to this thought.

He had just turned around and had not taken two steps when a hot, dry big hand pinched the back of his neck.

A man's hoarse, low, burning voice also came from above his head, getting closer and closer.

"What are you running for?"

"Didn't run away."

The dangerous and hot breath is strong, and the unique scent of burning wood on He Chongtian is overbearing and dangerous, invading everything.

The air is restless.

Agarwood makes ten thousand horses gallop in my heart, and my chest is about to burst.

Suddenly, her wrist was pulled by He Chongtian, followed by a cold and hard touch.

There was a crisp click, and Chen Xiang lowered his head to look at his right hand.

A pair of silver handcuffs tightly hugged her wrist, and on the other side was He Chongtian's hand.

"Don't explain?"

He Chongtian's hand was still squeezing her neck tightly, for fear that she would run away.

The lines on my palms rubbed against the mosquito bite, making it itchy.

He turned around and walked around to Chen Xiangyin, getting closer step by step.

Agarwood kept retreating until it was impossible to retreat and leaned against the bamboo wall.

"There's nothing to explain." Chen Xiangyin simply said bluntly.

The tone was firm, but she didn't even dare to look at He Tongtian. She turned her head away and saw his slender legs and forbidden leather shoes in her peripheral vision.

There was a click.

Something dropped on He Chongtian's leather shoes, and Chen Xiangyin looked over, like tears.

Chen Xiangyin's heart was severely tugged, and he suddenly raised his face to see the crane soaring into the sky.

The evening wind was blowing, and behind his wet eyelashes, in his eyes as deep as a bottomless lake, there were emotions that were too thick to dissolve, and the water mist was blown hazy by the wind.

Chen Xiangyin's heart was squeezed tightly by invisible hands, feeling sore and painful.

This face had occupied her dreams throughout the night countless times.

He has really lost a lot of weight, and his tall and elegant figure is broken like a building about to collapse.

Chen Xiangyin could only see his current appearance, but had no way of knowing how He Chongtian had come this year.

With a sore nose, Chen Xiang glanced away and raised his voice to cover up his guilt, "As you can see, I'm not dead."

The moonlight tonight was too bright, inappropriately bright, illuminating the alienation and longing between the two people too clearly.

What a cruel scene.

The air is quiet, and the chirping of insects is cautious.

He Chongtian hoarsely asked the stupidest thing in his life.

"Why did you do this to me?"

Chen Xiangyin's heart was hit hard, and his body suddenly slumped.

why?

Why are you chasing me? ?

Can't you live your own life? ?

Why don't you let me go?

I killed your parents and am the culprit of your demons and blood. I am immortal and you can only live for a few decades...

Strong and powerless anger filled his heart, Chen Xiangyin's reason collapsed, and all the emotions burst out of his chest, shouting loudly: "Because you are clinging to me, I can't get rid of you!"

He Chongtian froze, hurt emotions surged in his eyes, his throat rolled down, and he said in a cold and low tone: "You're right, you can't get rid of me."

Instantly, the big hand pinching the back of his neck intensified, and the handcuffs around his wrists also tugged.

He Tongtian's movements were not gentle, he pushed and pulled her into the bamboo house like a storm.

Under the huge disparity in size and strength, Chen Xiangyin struggled hard, and the hair on his body stood up, "Let go! Do you think I can't beat you?!"

Chen Xiangyin freed up one hand and quickly took off the handcuffs, not even scratching the skin.

The pinna of the ear was hot and spraying with heat. He was low-spirited and desperate. "You won't let me go unless you kill me..."

At the same time, her wrist was wrapped in his big hand, and his fingers penetrated the gap between the handcuffs and wrist, stroking the scratches.

Agarwood mobilized her mind and power, and the vase on the table quickly hit the crane into the sky.

She saw his ears twitching slightly, and Chen Xiangyin knew that he would be able to avoid it with the crane reaching out to the sky.

She just wanted to tell him that she would really do it.

But He Chongtian didn't hide at all. He wanted to know if Chen Xiangyin really had no intention.

The half-meter-high ceramic vase hit He Tongtian heavily on the back of the head.

After a dull sound, the vase broke and the pieces scattered on the floor.

Chen Xiangyin felt that the hand holding her was shaking, He's eyes were scarlet, and blood flowed down his forehead.

There was something akin to violence and madness burning in his brows.

He Chongtian bent down and picked up a sharp fragment from the ground, handed it to Chen Xiangyin's hand, then grabbed her hand and stabbed it into his neck.

Chen Xiangyin was afraid that the sharp fragment would pierce his neck, so he rushed to throw it away.

He shot up into the sky and refused to let her throw it away, "Hold it!"

"He Chongtian..." Chen Xiangyin called him softly, but He Chongtian seemed to have lost his mind and took her into the bedroom more violently.

"Chen Xiangyin, what's the matter with you?" Xuan Guo's voice came from outside the house, "My driver is rushing home."

"Xuan Guo!" Chen Xiang Yinxiang grabbed the life-saving straw and shouted loudly.

She was pressed on the back of her neck and pinned to the couch, and danger signals flashed wildly.

He Soaring to the Sky has gone crazy before, but never this crazy. He is instinctively reacting to physiological fear.

He Chongtian was also startled for a moment. He thought Chen Xiangyin was a person, but he never thought that she escaped with Xuan Guo.

The thorns that hurt my heart spread, as if they were about to burst through my chest.

In the darkness, cold tears fell on her shoulders again.

The next moment, Xuan Guo broke through the door and said, "Crane rising to the sky?! You, you, you, let her go!"

He Chongtian turned his head and looked out the door without letting go.

Chen Xiangyin saw clearly that the light red tattoo on his arm gradually turned dark red.

He Chongtian is not a good person, he is cruel by nature. According to the traditional definition, it is not an exaggeration to call him a villain.

Xuan Guo couldn't beat him.

"Xuanguo, take the money and go to Grandma Naping's house to stay. Also, don't ask Grandma Naping to come."

At this moment when the crane soared into the sky, the body of the flaming sun and the murderous aura burst out. Not only did strangers stay away, but ghosts also had to take a detour when they saw it.

Whenever Grandma Naping comes close, her soul will be damaged.

Xuan Guo was stunned and Chen Xiangyin urged again: "What are you standing for?! Get out of here!"

The door slammed shut, and a stinging feeling began to spread from my ears.

The heavy breathing against the ears was suppressed to the extreme, and the murmur that escaped from the throat trembled, collapsed and broken.

There is hatred between the lips and teeth.

Only then did Chen Xiangyin realize how gentle he actually was before he reached the sky.

All cruelty arises from cowardice.

He is as cruel as he is now.