On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building. At first glance, the surrounding area is covered with white mist. At first glance, the mountain is clearly covered with snow.

Ding Zhiwei walked forward with Qing Chen.This is the third scene.And Qingchen is seventeen years old, and his figure has been raised, just like a handsome young man.

"Luo Jichen, thank you very much this time." Qing Chen turned his face to the other side, as if he didn't bother to look at Luo Jichen at all, but in fact his eyes had been sneaking glances at the person in front of him.

Luo Jichen was calm and composed, and his gestures and gestures were filled with more intense alienation and indifference than before.

"It's easy to do." The clear and pleasant voice is like mint, which can always stir people's hearts.

At this moment, the red dress leaned over and hooked Qing Chen's neck: "What's the matter with you? Is this your attitude when Ji Chen saved us?"

"Brother!" Qing Chen wrinkled his nose, and he didn't know who used to warn him to stay away from Luo Jichen, saying that he was a dangerous person and he should not get too close.

As a result, some people have established a good relationship with Luo Jichen first, and now they educate themselves as if they are friends with Luo Jichen?Who are you fooling?Qingchen snorted unhappily. Could it be that he wanted to distract himself and create a chance to be alone with Luo Jichen?Also 'Jackson', 'Jackson' is so affectionately called, if this is really the case, it is too cunning!

The opportunity and frequency of Hongyi's cooperation with Luo Jichen in these years are Qingchen's existence, because Hongyi is the eldest son and the strength is the strongest, so there are more opportunities to get along with outstanding disciples from other sects, and it is precisely this kind of opportunity that Hongyi Yicai gradually changed his opinion of Luo Jichen, and even liked him quite a bit.

Hong Yi rubbed Qing Chen's hair: "Okay, don't lose your temper. I know you don't like Ji Chen very much, but Ji Chen's temperament is just like this. Don't take it to heart."

Qing Chen became even more upset, what do you mean I don't like Ji Chen?Why did the elder brother talk like I was the outsider?

Luo Jichen ignored the two brothers and walked forward first.

Seeing Luo Jichen leave, Qing Chen quickly broke free from his elder brother's hand, carefully but pretending to be nonchalant, to close the distance between himself and Luo Jichen.

With all these actions and Qing Chen's actions towards him, Ding Zhiwei became more certain about his guess.These pictures tell the story of how Qingchen fell in love with Luo Jichen.The memories here are either Qing Chen and Luo Jichen, or Qing Chen and others, so this memory should only be Qing Chen's unilateral memory.

The eyes and expressions that Qing Chen occasionally showed when looking at Luo Jichen, as well as the various actions and emotions he made when no one saw him, even if no one saw him, he still exists as a nothingness It can be seen, not to mention that in the past when facing Qing Chen, he himself was in the middle of the situation, but now he looks at the whole process from a complete third-person outsider, and he can't help but understand some complicated emotions.It is already very powerful for a person to have the courage to like someone of the same gender as him, and dare to face his heart.

Dante Zhiwei knew that Qingchen's ending was not so happy.It seems that every pair of such people has an extremely difficult and bumpy journey, and the ending is not satisfactory.

Luo Jichen stopped and signaled, "There are a large number of unknown creatures flying in front."

"What will happen here?" Hongyi felt that the situation was not optimistic, and couldn't help frowning: "There should be nothing else in Yushan except snow."

Ding Zhiwei saw Luo Jichen's fingers moving slightly, and then said with a serious face, "It should be..."

Before the words fell, the mountain trembled violently.

And then there was a picture of Ding Zhiwei who would be shocked for a lifetime. The snow on the top of the mountain was like a tsunami tens of meters high, and it was like a thick quilt of nature hitting the ground heavily.The speed and impact of these snow slides are not something ordinary people can bear. It only takes a few seconds for them to reach the speed of people, and they can sweep away anyone standing on the mountain.

Ding Zhiwei has an ethereal form, and the snow passed through him without hurting him in the slightest.

So he could see Luo Jichen took Qing Chen's hand at the last moment and protected him in his arms.So in the next moment, everyone was rushed away, and no one knew who went where. After the white snow mountain calmed down, it seemed lifeless.

Suddenly, Ding Zhiwei found that he was rubbing shoulders with countless scenes, such as the scene that just flashed past the corner of his eyes: Luo Jichen stepped on the snow with Qingchen on his back, leaving deep and shallow footprints.It was like a dark cave with a raging fire burning inside.Then the scene moved faster and faster, so fast that it was almost invisible in the blink of an eye, and the two seemed to be hugging each other... Luo Jichen's angry words echoed in his ears, and the drawn blade flashed past White light lit up Ding Zhiwei's eyes, and coldness swept over his whole body in an instant, a man turned around and said indifferently before leaving: "I will never be emotional in this life." Only the last man forced an ugly smile: "But I I'll be waiting for you forever." At the end, the man sneered: "It's up to you."

The scene changed again, and the snow mountain turned into fine pieces of paper and rushed towards Ding Zhiwei's forehead. Those seemingly too large memories kept destroying his nerves, making him kneel down and hold his head in his arms. The memory was torn and tampered with. Cutting a slit into a good toy and stuffing it with cotton, obviously it can no longer hold the foreign object, there was never a locker for these memories in my mind, these scattered paper scraps have nowhere to go and mess around Running away, Ding Zhiwei's mind was turned upside down and extremely painful.

"No, how is it possible..."

Ding Zhiwei barely supported himself, and saw a pair of orange boots appearing in front of him.

Very familiar.

The voice is also very familiar.

"Impossible, no, no..." The man's voice trembled uncontrollably. He suddenly fell to the ground and knelt in front of Ding Zhiwei. The distance between their cheeks was only five centimeters. Ding Zhiwei could even He felt the sharp gasp of the other party spraying in front of his nostrils.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah…!!!"

Qing Chen roared uncontrollably, his eyes were slightly red, and the voice seemed to be twisted from the depths of his body in pain.The despair of not knowing where it came from drove him almost mad.

Qing Chen grabbed Ding Zhiwei's throat with one hand, and his face gradually turned hideous: "Who the hell are you?"

Ding Zhiwei held Qing Chen's hand uncomfortable, trying to remove the thing that prevented him from breathing, but the man's five fingers slowly contracted forcefully, and the fingertips and the skin around his neck gradually turned white.

"Why you? Why you? Why?"

"Uh..." Ding Zhiwei sucked in the meager air with difficulty, his face was pale, but his brain was deprived of oxygen and his hands were almost exhausted.

Are you going to die?

That's it... are you going to die?