Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Show a little more mercy.

But Feng Chengyu wasn't looking at him, he just quietly watched the extremely ethereal stars in the night sky, a little bit of starlight sank into his deep eyes, and unexpectedly shone with inexplicable sadness.

It turned out that such a dude would be so sad when he talked about his past that was never known.

"After the young man woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, still unable to move. The room was rummaged through, and the books on the shelves were in a mess. The woman brought her accomplices and threatened him to hand over the secret book."

21. Chapter 21

"He had to compromise and told them that the secret book was under the rug. But after telling them where the secret book went, he actually felt an unparalleled relief."

"The woman got the secret book and still lived with him, and the young man acted as if nothing had happened. A year later, she also proposed that the two get married officially, which made the young man mistakenly think that the estrangement between him and his wife due to the secret book was will disappear forever..."

At this point, Feng Chengyu paused.When he spoke again, there was a strong self-mockery on his lips: "Could it be that fools don't know themselves and can't see reality clearly?"

He smiled bitterly, knowing that Yao Qiyun would not answer anything, and continued to say: "Although that man is naturally romantic, he was still nervous when he first became a husband. He even put away his previous years of self-indulgence and began to live comfortably in daily necessities." Live and continue their ordinary but happy days."

"The only habit he has left from his youth is that he wakes up early every morning and practices kung fu in the back garden, so as to ensure that he will not forget the martial arts methods in the cheat book after it is taken away.

He has always been proud of his superior martial arts, and he is not willing to be buried among the mediocre, especially when his wife is excellent as the master of a pavilion—”

"Because there are fewer things to do to find flowers and willows, the young man practiced martial arts diligently, but he didn't know that he was secretly observing his wife all the time, and had seen a few flaws in his moves, and solved them The method is secretly studied."

The forest wind is getting stronger, and the cool wind brings Yao Qiyun's silent sigh.

Feng Chengyu still looked at the starry sky, letting the wind blow out the lantern.

The last trace of flame reflected in his eyes quietly disappeared.

Those extremely coquettish peach blossom eyes gradually turned cold.

He lowered his eyes unnaturally.The tone changed suddenly, and suddenly there was a coldness like a dark tide in a deep forest——

"At first, the young man just thought it was his wife who wanted to learn martial arts from him, but they didn't know that every time the two of them sparred, she secretly proved that she could kill the young man with one blow. Because the young man's martial arts is far ahead of her. In the future, she can only wait for the opportunity with absolute certainty."

"Finally one day, the young man went home from business and was attacked by a group of assassins on the official road. After escaping, he was slightly injured."

"His wife suddenly appeared at this moment."

"She didn't come to save him."

"She came after him."

"The reason for killing him is ridiculous. She doesn't want that martial arts secret book to be handed down to the world. Therefore, the so-called husband who once held that secret book will naturally have no way out."

The night was gloomy, and Yao Qiyun's eyes suddenly darkened.

The stuffy wind in the forest swirls and lingers for a long time, suffocating people's mouths.

The wounds all over his body were in pain.But he could vaguely smell the more painful voice in the wind.

...This is being betrayed, right?If it was him, he should have left long ago?

Now that he knows that she has a different heart, no matter how much he loves him, it is absolutely impossible for him to get along with her in peace amidst her repeated betrayals.

In particular, for such a woman who is so reckless about human life just for a secret book, it would be the best ending if she didn't end her life first.

Yao Qiyun saw Feng Chengyu leaning against the pine tree, playing with the wind lantern that had been extinguished, with a calm expression.

But the eye sockets became more and more red.

Perhaps... for the emotional people in the world, they lose because they believe in their own feelings too much.

"The young man is still blinded by his blind love, unwilling to believe that his wife married him, and has no emotion in his heart.

He chose to give up the weapons on his body, instead of fighting with swords, and wanted to have a final negotiation with her. "

"However, just as he dropped the long sword in his hand, the woman rushed up immediately and hit his Ren Du Ermai with a palm. Only then did he know that he had been wiped off before, and there was no such thing as a slap in the face. There was no strength left to resist, and the eight extraordinary meridians in her body were destroyed by her."

"Later, he managed to save his life, and he woke up from that fate."

"He is in love again, continues to be carefree, and lives the romantic life of the past."

"He also completely forgot that he once met a woman who was as pure as a white lotus, but with a heart like a snake and a scorpion, who pushed him into the abyss of wrong love."

"The biggest impact she left on him was a body that was destroyed by her and was almost weak. After Ren Du's second vein was damaged, in addition to causing severe bone erosion to his body at that time, his internal energy accumulated for more than 20 years was also seriously lost. .”

"The martial arts that once shocked the world are now barely enough to protect themselves."

"That can't be said to be the biggest regret in his life, but when he first lost his martial arts, he went through a very difficult period.

In the middle of the night, he often wakes up in a dream, dreaming that his wife is still wearing a gauze skirt as pure as a white lotus, smiling at him like a flower in the sun.Both hands raised the steel knife and stabbed it mercilessly. "

"And he was abolished because of his martial arts, so he couldn't raise the slightest protest. He could only look at her in despair and listen to her whisper—"

"She said that he was stupid - he lost his cultivation because of his lust and insanity. He was so stupid that he couldn't be more stupid."

"But his wife never thought that the reason why the young man chose to forgive repeatedly was not out of ignorance, but out of trust in her."

"But she failed his trust!"

In the last narration, the voice carried a hint of indescribable coldness, faintly diffused in the night.

The remaining grief condensed in his eyes, turning into two layers of blurred clear light.

A cold drop slid down the corner of his eye.

Tears melted into the night wind, leaving no trace.

... The bitter smell made people's throat tight for a while.

The past is really unbearable to look back on.

A bloody smell that turned from light to thick suddenly spread out in the night mist, immediately rushing away the sentimental atmosphere around the two of them.

Yao Qiyun's shoulders were trembling slightly, and the blood-soaked clothes were stuck to his back, and a large amount of purple-black blood had already leaked out.

Turning his attention back to himself, he frowned slightly.

There is also a wound on the back, it is very inconvenient to apply it by yourself.

"Let me help you with the medicine."

"I am definitely not the same kind as my previous wife, you can trust me, Qiyun."

He whispered in a rare sincere tone, and his usual cynical expression appeared extremely serious.

His pale face was still stained with tears, which was fragile and delicate against the moonlight.

His eyes drooped slightly, Yao Qiyun stroked the half-used plaster, his expression was still not happy.

The thin lips that had always been pursed into a straight line were slightly parted at this moment.

A dimple slowly formed on Feng Chengyu's right cheek.

All the grief on his face disappeared, and he smiled softly: "And, we have been companions for a long time, haven't we?"

Seeing that he was still hesitating, he smiled and relaxed his tone: "What's more, I recognized you as my younger brother this morning. You can't let me be the big brother, so incompetent?"

Yao Qiyun remained silent for a long time again, and just when Feng Chengyu thought he was about to be rejected, he suddenly made up his mind and stuffed the ointment into his palm.

He slowly moved his body so that his back was facing Feng Chengyu.

For warriors, especially injured warriors, this posture is tantamount to exposing fatal fragility to others.

But at this moment, he could only trust Feng Chengyu.

"Take off your clothes, I'll take a look at your injuries first." Feng Chengyu turned on the lantern again, and hung it on the low branch protruding from the pine tree.

The remnant candles of the wind lanterns were blurred in the forest curtain, illuminating the space between the bottom of the trees in a velvet yellow light cluster.

Yao Qiyun was bathed in the candlelight, she reached for the lace of her girdle with her fingers, and gently pulled it, and the moon-white outer shirt fell under Sasha's legs.

Then, the plain coat was also taken off neatly.

Only a thin snow-colored lining remained on his body.

This thin, silky and mist-like clothing material is docile to his body due to the caress of the evening wind, outlining the smooth and slender figure under the clothing.

The hem of the clothes was meticulously tied into the white trouser belt, which just made his already thin waist even more difficult to squeeze.

When Feng Chengyu watched him take off his clothes, his eyes flashed dimly for a moment.

Although he knew it was not the right time, his throat still rolled slightly, swallowing saliva silently.

He unconsciously recalled that he had left countless beautiful marks of light pink on his waist.

The feeling of getting it up on the couch is even more sinking.

At this moment, Yao Qiyun raised his hand and unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar.

When he took off the shirt, he didn't know if it was because of the pain from the wound. He took it off very slowly, and only then pulled the shirt down three inches.

Feng Chengyu watched quietly.

A pair of thin and white broad shoulders appeared in his vision.

Yao Qiyun's clothes were half off, and his shoulders were trembling slightly in the forest wind.

Thin and thin like a bony and sick plum, it adds a kind of beauty that is too weak to be worn.

Feng Chengyu took a deep breath.

The scent of pine in the deep forest rolled over, and the untimely dryness quietly dissipated with the wind.

Yao Qiyun's movement of pulling down his clothes didn't move.

Due to the delay in treatment when escaping, the wound on the back had dried and solidified at this time, and a lot of skin and clothes were stuck together, and the secondary injury caused by tearing and grinding was very painful.

Feng Chengyu looked at the fine cold sweat on his neck, frowned and suggested: "Wait a minute, I'll take it off for you."

Yao