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While observing Le Yang's situation, Le Liyou was guarding against the person who showed his sword but did not join the battle, in case he made unnecessary moves.He knew what Le Yang was capable of, and he knew he shouldn't go up and make trouble for Le Yang, but he still folded his hands, put them into the cuffs that were only two hands wide, and pulled out the dagger in the sleeve along the direction of the fingertips of his left hand. After the tip of the knife was out of the sheath, he stretched his hand into the cuff again, and changed the direction of the tip of the knife in the wide sleeve.Le Liyou lowered his hand, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, the cold blade was against his right arm, hiding his figure.

One-on-three, Le Yang turned from defense to offense, and rushed towards Vic with a horizontal knife, and Vic raised his sword, Le Yang threw the knife and changed the gesture of holding the knife. After the collision, they suppressed it forcefully, forcing Vic to raise his arms and use the rising force to push him away.Le Yang turned sideways following Vic's force, and turned to attack another enemy who was slashing at him with his sword at this time, but before the two of them met, another swordsman pointed his sword at each other. Le Yang had no choice but to bend down to dodge the long sword, but the man who raised the sword stopped for a while because he was afraid of hurting his companion.With strength from his waist and abdomen, Le Yang turned around two steps behind the sword user, grabbed the back of his neck with his left hand, blocked the attacking Vic, and threw the sword user to the sword user. The moment the swordsman fell down, he held the knife in his backhand, kicked up, stepped on the swordsman's body and jumped towards Vic. If Vic hadn't reacted quickly and blocked the attack with the blade, the body would have been separated by now.

Vic took two steps back before standing still. He was busy dealing with Le Yang who was constantly attacking, but he knew that sooner or later he would lose in a one-on-one situation. With a broken belly, he roared at his companion, not using a Chinese accent.

Le Yang noticed the movement of the people behind him, bent down, avoided the knives and swords waving towards both sides, and when he turned to meet them, Vic came towards his neck with a sword, Le Yang dodged sideways, but still Seeing blood, even though it was only a flesh wound, the eye-catching bloodstain made Le Liyou couldn't help stepping forward.

Taking a few steps back, Le Yang, who was trying to temporarily distance himself from the enemy, saw Le Liyou's movements, and shouted at him sharply: "Go back! This is my business!"

Le Liyou stopped in his tracks, gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and said to himself: "Stupid!"

Le Yang stood on tiptoe, leaned his upper body forward, observed the dynamics of the three, and prepared to approach again.Stared at by Le Yang's wolf-like eyes, Vik couldn't help feeling numb and yelled for his companion to do it first. The three of them looked at each other but didn't move. If you dare not do anything, you will die in the hands of this brat later.The two companions, who were so nervous that they were sweating coldly, couldn't think too much, they could only listen to Vic's words and rush forward bravely.

The idea of ​​killing Vic and letting the others go is too naive——Looking at the two running towards them shouting, Le Yang made a decision in his heart.

Le Yang's sudden movement made the two people who came running stop in their tracks, and they only focused on defense for a while. They were cautious and did not dare to act rashly, which made up for Le Yang's one-to-many disadvantage.

When Le Liyou focused on the battle situation and guarded against Vic's plot, the barbarian who had been standing by the side like an outsider did not know when he had circled behind Le Liyou—the person who met Le Liyou's gaze Vic smiled again, and Le Liyoufang felt the breath behind him, and the sword edge stuck to his neck.Vik turned around and was about to threaten Le Yang to stop when he saw two companions fell to the ground.

Le Yang glared, shook his hand, and shook the blood off the dagger.

Vik didn't intend to care about his companion's death at this time, swallowed, and said to Le Yang, "Let us go, or he won't even want to live."

Le Yang stepped over the corpse, and Vic raised his sword and retreated. Fang wanted to warn again, but Le Yang said categorically, "Okay."

Even after receiving an affirmative answer, Vic was still on guard. He faced Le Yang and retreated step by step until he got behind the man who was holding Le Liyou. Then Vic put away his sword and led two horses.

Sitting on the horse, Vic drew his sword again, and the tip of the sword replaced the man's blade, pointing at Le Liyou's neck. Just when the man was about to mount the horse, Le Liyou backed away when Vic turned his gaze to Le Yang. And Vic noticed his movement and raised his sword to his forehead to warn him not to move.

The tip of the sword was three inches from the center of the eyebrows. Le Liyou judged that Vic, who was restrained by the horse, could not do anything to him for a while, so he quickly pushed his arm back, pierced the knife into the back of the unsuspecting man, and pulled it out neatly.

Le Liyou looked up at Vic, ready to avoid Vic's sword.

The stabbed man supported the horse, put his feet down, and then knelt on the ground.He put down the sword in his hand, and blocked the wound on his lower back with his free hand, trying to stop the blood flow, but the blood flow was surprisingly fast in the small wound.He looked at Vic with disbelief in his eyes.Vic yelled at the man in Hu language, and was about to raise his sword towards Le Liyou suddenly, but accompanied by a cry of "Get away from him!" The dagger flew over and pierced into Vic's right shoulder, and the sword in his hand As a result, the horse fell down, and the horse seemed to sense the crisis that Vic was facing, and quickly ran away before Vic could throw off the rein.Le Liyou imitated Le Yang's movements and tried to throw a knife at Vic, but was in vain. He could only stare at the hideous figure and let him disappear from sight...

Noticing the movements of the people on the ground, Le Liyou lowered his head and stepped on the hilt of his sword.The man who could not get the sword did not turn to the other sword, but grabbed his ankle and begged: "Take me to the doctor, and I will give you whatever you want..." I don't know if it was because of the pain in the body or the fear of death. fear, the man burst into tears.

Le Liyou looked at him silently.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me? Why..." Blood welled up, welled up his throat, and flowed out as the man opened and closed his mouth.

No injustice?

Le Liyou snorted, kicked the sword to the man's face, and said, "How about you killing me?"

Just when the man stretched his hand towards the hilt of the sword, Le Yang came to help the man up. He wanted to carry the man on his back, but because the man was too tall, he could only bear the weight of the man on his shoulders. Feet shuffled along the ground.

"I'll take you to see a doctor." Le Yang said.

Le Liyou looked at his right hand, the feeling of piercing the knife into the soft flesh still remained, he did not propose to carry the man on Le Yang's behalf - he didn't feel guilty at all for his behavior, and the idea of ​​carrying a man was just to help Le Yang Yang just bears the weight.

He rubbed shoulders with Le Yang, went back to pick up the dagger that Le Yang gave him, and when he came back, he brought two horses that were huddled together and grazing with their heads down. He walked towards Le Yang and followed.

"...I'm going to die." The man said, his voice was so weak that no hatred could be heard.

Le Yang couldn't say any words of relief.

The man closed his tired eyes, and the sound of his gradually weakened breathing finally stopped in Le Yang's ears. Le Yang's shoulders became heavier and heavier, and he was gradually unable to move an inch.

"He's dead." Le Liyou said.

Le Yang stopped, Le Liyou loosened the rope leading the horse, and when he walked up to Le Yang, he saw Le Yang's eyes were red and she was crying quietly.Le Liyou wanted to wipe away tears for him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt that his bloody hands were not clean, so he pulled out his sleeve, and wiped away Le Yang's tears with the still white cuff, softly: "People I killed it, are you feeling chilled by me?"

Le Yang shook his head, and slowly put down the man who was getting colder, and let the man sit against the tree trunk. He said, "I decided to silence it, lest they go to the government to report the crime." It's just that Vic escaped, and they also have to face the threat of being exposed. Danger.

After a moment of silence, he got up and said again: "...No, they may not necessarily report to the police, and they may not necessarily report to the police...When, for me, killing people became the best choice?"

Le Yang looked back at Le Liyou, his crystal eyes filled with puzzlement, guilt, and even self-denial.

Le Liyou bent down, hugged Le Yang into his arms, supported the back of Le Yang's head, patted his back, leaned into his ear and said, "You are fine, you are not wrong."

Le Yang shook his head: "I...I don't really want to save him at all, I just, I..." There was still a crying tone while speaking.

His hands have taken too many lives.

Le Liyou comforted: "They want to kill you."

Le Yang hugged Le Liyou's waist.

"They are wicked people..." Le Liyou closed his eyes, "Do you know what they will do to me?"

Le Yang shook his head, then nodded.

"Last night, I dreamed, dreamed about my childhood, dreamed about... that man, those people."

At this point, Le Yang suddenly understood the reason for Le Liyou's strange behavior.

"My body's 'feeling' probably wasn't so dull at the beginning, it probably also had a strong pain, but the pain was much worse, and I gradually learned not to pay attention.

"I found a way to let my soul float away when I was humiliated, but they also had a way to pull my soul back and constantly trample on my self-esteem.

"I... want to die and escape from this tattered body completely. I want to kill them and perish with them... But, what if I sacrifice my life and can't be buried with anyone? I don't want to die in vain, I want to live, and the desire to survive is stronger than to die. Even if I am as humble as an ant, I want to live to the end, so I am cowardly, so I don't have the courage to fight against people who are much stronger than me... I can only escape, If they couldn’t escape, they were arrested, and then they were bullied endlessly.”

Every word of Le Liyou's words poured into Le Yang's heart. His original mood had already been squeezed out of the sky, and Le Yang's brows were frowned with sadness. Yang felt oppressed like a chokehold, and the water in his eyes was blocked in his tear ducts.

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise... I couldn't... I should have ridden after—"

Le Liyou interrupted him: "I can't catch up. You have done enough for me."

"In the endless night, you are me, the only dawn..." Le Liyou let go of Le Yang, his eyes fell on the wound on the side of Le Yang's neck, he raised his hand, with his index finger hanging outside the wound, "I almost Thought I'd lose you."

Le Yang raised his arm, wiped his face with his sleeve, sniffed his nose, and said, "You are too worrying, I am reluctant to let go."

Le Liyou looked at him quietly, closed his eyelids, and when he opened them, he still said in the same tone as usual: "Say, you want to know what I'm thinking."

After a short silence, under Le Yang's gaze, he went on to say: "Those who insulted me, I hate them, but I want to do the same thing as them."

Le Liyou let go of Le Yang, and took a step back: "I'm also a villain, no different from them."

"Li You..." Le Yang took a step closer to him.

Le Liyou shook his head, and he said: "I want to hurt you, I want to impose everything they did to me on you...maybe it's even worse than that."

Le Yang paused and stared at him for a long time.

Le Yang can't think of what Le Liyou wants to do specifically, but he can draw a general picture in his mind-even if some memories are dusty, their influence on people can last a lifetime.

Compassion cannot be based on ignorance, Le Yang knows the pain.He couldn't know how he would be treated, and didn't know whether he could bear it when things happened to him, but he still stretched out his hand and pulled Le Liyou's sleeve, saying: "It's just thinking, didn't I not do it..."

Thoughts will not cause harm to others, but the self who suppresses desires will suffer pain instead.

"It's Li You's kindness to hate yourself because of thoughts you haven't put into action—you are not at all the same as the person you hate." Le Yang leaned close to him, raised his head, and his big deer-like eyes looked pitiful, " Now, is Li You willing to hurt me?"

"I..." Le Li gave a "thud" in his heart, suppressed his restless blood, and stated the truth, "I will do it gently."

Le Yang blushed upon hearing this.

If you do it gently... will it be different from intercourse?

Le Yang lowered his head, inadvertently pulled the sleeves tighter in his hands, and said: "I said it, wait for me to get the crown."

By then, I probably like you very much, right?

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