[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

The woman on the stage was beautiful and delicate, she was dressed in plain white clothes, her long hair was tied up in a flying fairy bun, she was kneeling on the ground and her head was hanging slightly, she couldn't see her face clearly, just bowing her head showed all kinds of amorous feelings, just like a water lotus flower being blown by the wind too shy.

Grace is already a beauty that is unique in a million.

The pipa she holds in her arms is not like the straight-necked pipa in the Central Plains, but a curved-necked pipa from the Western Regions. When she plays, she does not hold her arms straight in her arms, but puts her on her knees and plays obliquely. Plain hands clacking the strings and clanging, red lips gently parting to sing along with the sound of the piano, the melody has the exotic flavor of the Western Regions, and also contains the melodious and gentle Jiangnan silk and bamboo. This arrangement alone is already a masterpiece.

The words are not new words, the former scholars' old words and new songs have some new meanings, the girl's voice is sweet and mellow, as fragile and beautiful as her figure and appearance, and the high pitch is like a thread of gossamer, which makes one's heart tremble, With a hoarse voice and low voice like a cuckoo weeping blood, the original melancholy in the lyrics of Guiyuan Silang in this song is even more serious, making people feel heavy and want to shed tears along with it.

But when Su Muzhe heard this song, his body was stiff and his fingertips turned white. His body was cold like falling into an ice cellar. The stove in the carriage was burning hotly. On the hilt of the knife, half an inch of unsheathed cold light shone on his face, and what spread silently in the carriage was the vigorous murderous aura emanating from his body.

The hand clasped on the hilt of the knife was so forceful that the veins popped out, and there was only one thought in his mind - he was going to kill the woman outside.

How could she, in this kind of place, sing the same tune with the same voice as her mother...

He hummed to Huamanlou just now...the only song that gave him some happiness in his childhood...

this is insulting...

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind and took root, and he shouted again and again until his eyes were red, but he couldn't do anything here, Huamanlou was still there, he had to be patient, patient.

"A Su?" Hua Manlou was awakened from a daze, and stood up worriedly, groping for Su Muzhe.

"Qitong, are you okay?" Lu Xiaofeng also felt the murderous aura outside the car, and couldn't help knocking on the car and asked in a low voice.

The sudden murderous intent was so strong that the people around the carriage were scared back a few steps, they would rather huddle together than get close to the carriage, creating a vacuum around the carriage.

In fact, not to mention those scholars, he and Jin Jiuling would get chills when they collided with such momentum, and almost jumped out due to the stress reaction.

"It's nothing." Hua Manlou responded, and patted Su Muzhe softly. The body under his hands was full of strength, like a tightly stretched string, which would suddenly collapse the moment he let go.

Su Muzhe forced a smile with difficulty, pushed Huamanlou and slowly retreated to the corner of the carriage, "I'm fine..." he said.

Hua Manlou approached worriedly, and put his hand on Su Mu's shoulder: "You..."

The gentle touch made Su Muzhe jump up as if being pricked by a needle, opened Huamanlou's hand, and growled, "I'm fine!"

"I know, I know." Hua Manlou didn't care, she hugged Su Muzhe softly and coaxed him softly, Su Muzhe was now like a beast that had been stabbed in an old wound, and was so painful that it exploded, restless and slightly restless As soon as he touched it, he opened his teeth and claws, and without thinking about it, he bit on the side of Huamanlou's neck.

He bit down mercilessly, clasped his hands on Huamanlou's arms, and clenched them tightly, so tight that he could hear the sound of the bones being overwhelmed. Huamanlou frowned in pain, but he didn't make any resistance, he just lowered his head and rubbed against Su. On the top of Mu Zhe's head, his hands stroked and slid across Su Mu Zhe's back, relaxing the tense muscles a little bit, "It's okay... Asu is okay..." He murmured and repeated repeatedly, comforting Su Muzhe's unsteady Emotional, the side of the neck clearly felt the wet water, and tears slipped from Su Muzhe's eyes.

Su Muzhe gradually tasted the smell of blood in his mouth. The bitter and sweet taste brought back his rationality, and he became stiff when he realized what he had done.

"Sorry..." He froze there at a loss, and wanted to curl up and calm down again, "I'm sorry..."

"Go back and get some medicine." Hua Manlou held Su Muzhe's cheek and kissed his forehead, hugged the calm young man in his arms, and patted his back rhythmically, "Asu is fine." Just fine."

Staring guiltily at the wound on the side of Huamanlou's neck for a while, the deep red wound was particularly conspicuous on the fair skin, Su Muzhe felt guilty and distressed when he saw it, he hesitated and leaned forward, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick it The wound, fortunately, he didn't bite too deeply, and it didn't bleed much, but the smell of blood in his mouth, even if it was only a little bit, already made him feel uneasy, "Sorry..."

I have warned myself so many times over and over again that I absolutely must not hurt Huamanlou. He failed to protect his mother and killed Shi Guanyin with his own hands. Now he has not controlled himself and hurt Huamanlou. It was the most correct decision. After all, no matter how hard he tried, it would only bring harm to others.

He licked and licked, and couldn't help being so frustrated that he wanted to cry.

The side of Huamanlou's neck was already sensitive, and the young man licked it like a puppy. The wet and numb feeling made him shrink his neck, but he didn't hate it unexpectedly. Rubbing his slightly messy long hair, Huamanlou Lou Wen said: "It's not a serious injury..."

He didn't ask why Su Muzhe suddenly lost control, and Su Muzhe didn't say anything, lying quietly in Huamanlou's arms, closing his eyes to absorb some warmth from him, his clattering heart calmed down, his killing intent subsided, and he was even depressed The bottom of the mood has picked up some.

The sound of the pipa outside and the charming singing of women came bursts.

In the Mingyue Tower, the tall one sits and leans alone, and the wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness.

Old words and new songs, unique.

"Have you heard this song?" Su Muzhe asked suddenly.

"This song?" Hua Manlou listened carefully, and replied after a while, "It sounds like a dance song from the Western Regions."

"It's also mixed with Yangzhou ditty, right...my mother used to sing it to me." Su Muzhe put his head on Huamanlou's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "every time she sings this song, she will be in a good mood... ..." So at that time, he could sneak up to his mother's lap and act coquettishly, shouting that his mother would not be beaten, "Before she died, she also sang this song to me..."

He had bled so much, but he was still humming the song intermittently. His mother touched his hair with her thin fingers. Her eyes were clearer than ever. She said she was sorry for making him suffer so much. Expressing gentle motherhood and deep apology, her body became colder and stiffer, and her wide-eyed eyes stared straight into the distance.

It's fine if it's the other songs, but this song is a forbidden area that he dare not touch easily.

Su Muzhe said it lightly, but Huamanlou's heart suddenly ached. The young man in his arms was at most only one or two years older than him, but he had suffered a thousand times more than him.

Are you still a toddler and are already struggling to survive? Have you learned to live in a terrible life early on, knowing that there is no fairness in the world, are you... more sober than anyone? , love and warmth are the most unattainable luxury in the world.

"I'm sorry..." Hua Manlou smiled wryly, "I'm the one who should say I'm sorry..." While his heart ached, he realized his cruelty.

The young man has suffered too many injuries, and the old wounds will hurt once they are exposed to the sun, so he can only create a thick shell for himself, which is dark and solid, without seeing the light of day, the old wounds in this environment Rotten and festering, the more painful it gets with age, so no matter how much you long for love in your heart, the young people only dare to take out the wound bit by bit to bask in the sun, not too much, not too long, carefully guarding against it In contact with myself, and every tease by myself is to tear open his shell abruptly and disrupt his pace. The insecure young man is in a panic, and the scars and pain stir up all the unbearable memories. The only thing that can be done All I could do was curl up and resist desperately.

What that person got used to was never his closeness, but every time the pain was provoked, the pain was repeated over and over again, the scars were forced to be exposed, and slowly healed in the severe pain.

He chose the most painful way to heal Su Muzhe. Fortunately, he discovered it before it was too late. All the wrong things can be made up for.

"You didn't do anything wrong... What are you apologizing for..." Su Muzhe squinted his eyes and hugged Hua Manlou, his voice was soft and hoarse, full of tenderness.

Hua Manlou didn't speak, An Jing and Su Muzhe hugged together, the young man's injuries were too long and too many, so that he had long been numb to the pain, the wound was hurting, but he didn't realize it was pain, curled up Weeping, but in my heart I was at a loss as to why I was like this.

It was because of this that Huamanlou felt even more guilty.

……

The music outside stopped, and the girl stood up gracefully, raised her head to salute, grasped her slender waist tightly, her plain clothes fluttered gracefully, her slapped face was white, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her face froze before she spoke. With a three-point smile, one left and one right two dimples, adding a three-point amiability and cuteness to the weak willow Fufeng.

"My slave, Ouyang Qing, I greet you all." When she spoke, she spoke in a soft and waxy tone, and when she said ordinary words, she also had a three-pointed charm. When she glanced at her, many people couldn't help but soften their legs.

This kind of woman can already be called a stunner.

"Looks like this year, Yiqingyuan is even better." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile, the first one on the flower card of Yiqingyuan is Ouyang Qing, Xiao.Xiangguan's top card is far behind her.

Jin Jiuling said: "I saw Bai Xiaosheng in the crowd just now, I think there must be one more beauty on this list of beauties."

Lu Xiaofeng wondered: "This list of beauties changes every three years, why is Bai Xiaosheng busy now?"

Jin Jiuling shook his head for a while, and then said slowly: "Well...the secret must not be revealed!"

At this time, a little maid ran up to the floating platform, leaned into Ouyang Qing's ear and said something, Ouyang Qing's face lit up, she rolled her eyes and took a few steps forward, and said loudly: "I heard that the seventh son of the Hua family also Condescending to come here, I thought to myself that the new song composed by the slave family has not yet had a name, it would be great if you could give it a name, I wonder if you would like it?"

When she said this, all the people on the bridge turned their eyes to the carriage in the center of the bridge. The emblem of the Hua family on it was really blinding.

"She really dares to say it..." Lu Xiaofeng looked at the crowd talking around with a headache, thinking about how to smooth things over for his good friend.

Huamanlou has never been involved in this kind of thing. Ordinary Huaniang can't even see his face, let alone get close to him. If the brothers of the Hua family know what happened today, no matter whether they take advantage of it or not, they will definitely take it first. Cut yourself off and talk about something else.

"If she succeeds, her net worth will be multiplied several times. The girls in the building will do anything to raise her net worth." Jin Jiuling stared at the tight curtain, silently praying that the two inside would be calm enough , especially Su Muzhe must not come out.

In the carriage, Su Muzhe held his two knives tightly, his face twisted so ferociously, "Since she wants it so much, I'll give her a name."

"Asu." Hua Manlou grabbed Su Muzhe's sleeve, "Don't be so anxious, since she is sincere, you can't be disheveled, right? Or would it be rude?" She stretched out her hand to tidy up Su Muzhe's mess He put the scabbard back in place before he let go of his hand to let Su Mu cover it.

"I won't kill her." Su Muzhe said, turned over and jumped off the carriage.

Hua Manlou was taken aback, his brows and eyes stretched and he smiled, he got up and opened the door curtain and went out, sitting on the shaft of the car as if watching a play.

Jin Jiuling covered his face to hide his distorted and desperate expression, wishing to turn back time, even if he sacrificed his identity as the chief arrester of Six Gates, he would clear the way on the bridge for the carriage to pass.

He planned for more than half a year before suppressing other girls to make Ouyang Qing so gorgeous once again, but when Su Muzhe's face came out, no one could see Ouyang Qing, especially in the murderous state in front of him, Ouyang Qing If you don't die, you have to lose an arm or a leg, which means that the long series of plans that follow him all have to be changed accordingly!

And what is Huamanlou sitting there, that is naked backing, telling everyone that no matter what Su Muzhe does today, even if it breaks the sky, this one will take it all Well, who in the Jiangnan realm would have no brains to fight him for a flower girl, probably to kill Ouyang Qing in order to please him.

He really wanted to give up on the f*cking half-year plan that had to be launched in such a state.

The author has something to say: explain clearly in the article why Susu felt aggrieved and shrunk. I am very tired after I finally wrote it. The revisions and revisions are like this. You should be more passionate, such as a kang scene [Wangtian]

And there should be no update tomorrow...the probability is more than 90.00%...

To be honest, I was the only one in the dormitory today, and I felt good about it. My roommates stopped coming to talk to each other, but no one told me. I was a little frustrated. Maybe what I really need is a copy of "How to Have a Good Relationship with Your Roommate"... …

Little angels give me strength so that I won't be afraid at night!

That's about it for today, turn off the lights now, little angels, good night 030