Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

As expected, it will be sad...for a long time...

Ye Qiao drew out a short blade and made a deep cut on the palm of his hand. If you look carefully, there is also a hideous scar on the palm of his other hand, which was left from last time.

Blood dripped drop by drop from the palm prints onto the ground.

He was dipped in blood, knelt on the ground and drew a strange and mysterious gossip formation.

A huge formation in the center of the dormitory was completed, the blood in his hands was gradually draining, his lips were turning white, and his face was turning pale.

He picked up the "sleeping" person and walked barefoot to the center of the formation, where he slumped on the ground weakly, and the person in his arms slept very peacefully.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at the person in his arms, and gently rubbed the sutures between his neck with his fingertips. The sutures were carefully crafted without a single wrinkle. Ye Qiao must have put his heart into it at that time.

"Azhao must be in pain—"

God doesn't know how much Dong Zhao was hurt when his head was cut off, but he knows that his heart is trembling, and he is distressed.

Tears still fell on the center of his brow without disappointment, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Don't worry, Ah Zhao... Master will definitely save you, will definitely save you."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and gently pecked Dong Zhao's eyebrows. When his lips touched the skin, it was a little cold, which made his heart ache.

"How can you know life and death before the end! Everything ends, and it will be beautiful in the end."

When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of perseverance, "The destiny is fixed, I must reverse this so-called destiny, I must let him live a long life!"

After the words fell, he began to recite incantations, and saw the blood array around his body began to shake violently, the whole room began to tremble, the blood glowed slightly in the night, and tens of thousands of drops of blood condensed into the sky, instantly!A burst of white light suddenly appeared!

Ye Qiao held Dong Zhao in his arms, unable to open his eyes due to the sudden white light, and buried his face tightly.

After a while, when I raised my head again, I realized that everything around me had changed. I was still in the dormitory just now, but now the surroundings are all white, and the huge space can't be seen at a glance, as if it has no end.

Looking up, a huge turntable at the top of the void is time.

Voices from all directions fell into Ye Qiao's ears.

"We met again...Ye Qiao—" The voice was ethereal, as if it came from far away, but it seemed to be whispering in the ear.

Seemingly noticing the tragic death of the young man in his arms, he let out a few humming laughs.

"I said it a long time ago, even if you look at his future, you can't change what happened. Destiny is destined—"

Ye Qiao's expression was cold, and his eyes were cold, "I don't believe in destiny, I want to change the ending!"

The God of Time smiled, "You can't change the destiny, and you can't redeem that boy—"

Ye Qiao's eyes were full of determination, "Give me one more chance, and I will change my life against the sky!"

The god of time is silent.

Ye Qiao said anxiously, "Brother-in-law, are you still there?"

At this time, the ethereal voice sounded in my ears again.

"Some things, so far is the best ending—"

Ye Qiao's eyes were still firm, "This is not the ending in my mind."

After a while, ethereal laughter rang in my ears.

"So persistent, I can give you another chance, but I have one condition—"

Ethereal and distant voices surround the ears.

Ye Qiao's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope flashed through.

"I promise you any conditions."

The God of Time let out another burst of laughter like silver bells.

"I want these eyes of yours in exchange."

Ye Qiao frowned, and looked down at the person in his arms.

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

"Think about it, once you lose your eyes, you will never see the face of your beloved again—"

Ye Qiao frowned tightly, and took a deep look at him, wishing to carve him into his bones.

Close your eyes, your mind is full of his face, frame by frame.

When he opened his eyes again, he smiled.

"Think about it..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a piercing pain in the eye sockets, and the blood splashed all over the ground. In the white world, the blood stains looked particularly abrupt.

"Ah!" There was a scream, heartbroken.

His eyes were bleeding, and he was trembling with pain. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, his finger bones turned white, and his veins protruded.

For a long time... After suffering a long period of severe pain, he groped for the red silk on his wrist, and tied his trembling hands over his eyes.

He comforted himself that it would be all right, even if it was bleeding, it wouldn't be noticeable...

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, his teeth were chattering constantly because of the pain, the corners of his mouth trembled, what he wanted to say, he spoke several times before finally saying it.

"Don't be afraid of the long road and the horse's death, we will have a long time to come!"

Lovesickness to the bone, forever lost——Ye Qiao;

If you are poor, you can travel thousands of miles, even if you chase after the end of the world!

In the dormitory of the blue sea and sky.

When Ye Qiao was conscious, he only felt that his hand was being held in the palm of another warm hand.

He frowned slightly.

pain……

it hurts……

The whole body is like falling apart.

He opened his eyes and tried his best to see everything around him, but found that no matter how hard he tried to look, he couldn't see anything.

I can feel a thin layer of cloth covering my eyes.

"cough……"

With a light cough, the person beside him became excited.

"Ah Qiao, are you awake?"

A voice that was so gentle that it couldn't be more gentle fell into his ears.

"Is it... senior brother?"

Shen Hui was dressed in a gray-blue robe, and carefully lifted him up to lean against the bed.

The tone was like a long sigh of amnesty.

"You've finally woken up. You've slept for seven days and seven nights. What are you going to do? Are you going to sleep for a long time and never wake up to escape the task assigned by Master?"

Ye Qiao smiled slightly, his smile was like a spring breeze, very kind.

"I don't know why, I've been very lethargic these days."

Shen Hui poured a cup of tea and handed it to his lips. Ye Qiao smiled slightly, but when she took the teacup in his hand, she accidentally touched his slender fingers.

When Shen Hui's skin touched, it was soft and warm, and it hit his heart like an electric shock, and he was slightly stunned.

Ye Qiao raised his head and drank the tea.

The white and flawless neck seemed so tender that water could be squeezed out, and the word "tender and juicy" suddenly popped up in Shen Hui's mind. Touch and feel a tactile sensation.

Those red lips that were so delicate and charming without any rouge, wanted him to take a bite of it all the time.

The dry throat couldn't help swallowing saliva.

After staring at him for a long time, he said: "The area around Fan's house in Wuday City has been harassed by ghosts for many days, and countless posts have been sent to you, asking you to cast down demons and eliminate demons, are you still going?"

Ye Qiao was taken aback, "If you don't tell me, I'd forget about this, go, why don't you go."

Speaking of which, he got up from the bed and was about to go out.

"I'll be with you!"

"No, I can do it by myself."

"But your eyes can't see, it's inconvenient."

Ye Qiao smiled, "I've been blind for three years, I'm used to it!"

"Then be careful, I'll find you when I'm done!"