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

The clean hotel room only had one reading light on, the light was warm yellow and a little dark.

Chen Xiangyin sat on the chair facing the bed, with a long ash burnt on his fingertips.

You can see the bright moon outside the window.

He Chongtian sat on the bed opposite her, his slender calves next to hers, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"The one who died was Pang Wenkui, not Pang Xianshun." Chen Xiang said these words and put out the cigarette butt.

He stared at her skyward, emotions swirling in his eyes, "When did you know?"

"You burned his face when I went to see him in the hospital."

"Why did you go to the hospital to see him?" He Chongtian asked.

"He asked me to go. Do you remember the woman I asked you to help me investigate? You said she was the murderer."

"what happened?"

"Pang Wenkui has been with me for several years and she made her look like me. She was the one who got pregnant, not me. I was deceived by her."

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I thought it was hard to say the words at first, but after explaining everything in detail, I seemed to feel a little more relaxed.

He cursed in the sky, frowned, and felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a dead fly, "Where is this woman?"

He said this with a murderous tone, Chen Xiang said: "Dead."

After a pause, Chen Xiangyin continued: "Aren't you curious how I survived after jumping into the Qingluo River?"

He raised his eyes to the sky and looked into her eyes with a complicated expression.

So far, he only thought that Chen Xiangyin had been attracted by Pang Wenkui...

After Pang Wenkui seized Pang Xianshun's house, he still haunted him, and agarwood led him to death.

"I will neither grow old nor die. I have lived for a long time."

When this sentence entered his ears, He Chongtian thought he had heard it wrong, and his expression suddenly changed.

After confirming that he heard correctly, he still didn't believe it and said, "No way!"

Agarwood pursed her lips into a line, lowered her eyes and said lonely, "The crane reaches the sky, I am a monster."

She didn't say these two sentences easily, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

After saying that, he pointed at the Tang Dao hanging in the sky and said, "Lend it to me."

He Chongtian vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and immediately held Tang Dao down to protect him behind him, "What to do!"

"Let me show you what the secret is that I tried so hard to hide."

Seeing that he still refused to give it, Chen Xiangyin simply started to snatch it. He Chongtian stopped him, so she mobilized her mind and power to repel him.

It happened so fast, completely beyond expectation!

"No!!" He Chongtian shouted hoarsely to stop him, unable to stop him.

Seeing Chen Xiang backhand, he stabbed the tip of the knife into his heart and penetrated his body, causing a spray of blood mist.

His heart seemed to be broken again, and his lost lover died in front of him again.

"In a few hours, I'll be alive."

A large amount of blood spilled from the corner of Chen Xiangyin's mouth, with a painful expression.

He Chongtian was at a loss. Without the restraint of her mind and thoughts, he immediately rushed forward to support her fallen body.

"He soars to the sky, trust me and guard me."

He's heartbeat almost stopped, as if he was struck by lightning, and he was overwhelmed by tremendous sadness and shock.

It turns out that Chen Xiangyin can really beat him. Why on earth is this woman... What on earth is she thinking...

His hand was shaking, hanging on the handle of the knife, and he didn't dare to pull it out.

Chen Xiang used the last bit of strength to pull out the Tang Dao and threw it to the ground with a clang.

He Chongtian didn't know what to do, his rationality was in shambles, and countless thoughts were shaking wildly.

She breathed her last, her heart stopped beating, she gradually lost body temperature, and her lifeless face slowly turned gray.

died.

really dead.

Strong despair and helplessness swallowed up his will. He Tongtian trembled all over and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

She said she is immortal?

is that true?

If it were true, those unreasonable things would seem to make sense.

She said she lived a long time...

Yes, such a complicated woman can only survive long enough and be tortured by many sufferings...

She has the best relationship with Du Hongqiu, who says she is a desperate person.

It turns out that the despair caused by agarwood is immortality?

He Chongtian's chest rose and fell violently, and he was very scared. He was afraid that Chen Xiangyin would not wake up again, and that what she said was true.

The one he loves will never grow old or die.

That means that when he gets old, his skin becomes saggy, he can't walk, and his hair turns gray, she will still look like she is now.

He couldn't have all of her.

No wonder Chen Xiangyin said that he couldn't survive her. He thought it was Chen Xiangyin who was hindering his life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive...

How lonely must she be after living for so long? Much more than he could have imagined.

And... his mother asked him to seek immortality...

Is it true that the immortal person is around?

What is he going to do?

If Chen Xiangyin really lives forever, will he give her to his mother? !

No one can give his butterfly to anyone.

In the torture of fear and painful struggle, He Chongtian wrapped his arms around the woman in his hands, and a helpless growl escaped from his throat.

It was so torturous... He counted every minute.

After an unknown amount of time, the man in his arms trembled slightly.

He Chongtian's first feeling was of relief: she was not dead.

Then came the huge shock - she was indeed immortal.

Agarwood's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened them half-open. The dead silence in her eyes was very familiar to him.

This is the tired look in her eyes after she came back from the dead.

Every time Agarwood comes to life, I feel bored. It is a kind of emptiness that transcends everything.

Before the brain has time to secrete happy hormones, everything around you is dull and tasteless.

At this moment, she was like a severely depressed patient who had no interest in anything and just wanted to die.

So she was silent for a long time, and then her eyes slowly moved to He Chongtian's face.

He smiled at first, and then his brows were filled with melancholy, and his eyes became scarier.

"I died several times while I was with you."

"He Chongtian, even if I take off my head, it will grow back. I am indeed not suitable for you. I am not even a human being."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Chongtian rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb, his voice was low and hoarse and slightly trembling, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Xiangyin turned away and continued: "You said you want to be with me? When you get old and can't move in bed, if I still look like this, you won't be happy in your later years."

He Chongtian shook his head and signaled her to stop talking.

He angrily cursed at his incompetence. Agarwood followed him, but he couldn't protect her well. He died several times without even knowing it.

Hot tears fell one by one, sliding down her neck and into her collar.

He tried to warm her with his body temperature, and said in a low voice that was a little incoherent: "Whether I am miserable in my old age or not is my business, Chen Xiangyin, I live for one day, I love you for one day, you are not a monster, you are my butterfly."

Chen Xiangyin did not answer, but his heart burned like a flame.

"Don't tell anyone, we keep this secret." He Chongtian said firmly, stroking her face with one hand, cherishing it very much.

"But don't you feel disgusted?" Chen Xiang asked probingly, trying to find a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "Do you want to see me jumping around with half my face cut off?"

However, He Chongtian only held her cold hand tightly, his eyes filled with sincere worry.

"Even if you die with only a piece of flesh left, I am willing to hold you to sleep. Just think of me as a pervert."

Chen Xiangyin thought about this sentence carefully, it was a bit funny, but also very bitter.

She seemed to have no choice but to hold the crane to the sky...

The night outside the window was thick, and in my ears, He Chongtian said again: "Agarwood, it's still early at dawn, do you want to tell me whose daughter you are, where you have been...how you got here...I don't know." really want to know."