[Thunderbolt] By asking why the world came

Then he lifted up the remaining wine and poured it all over his head.If he could get drunk, he would rather not be sober, not sober...

The icy water chilled his whole body, he had a quick wit and awakened his consciousness, he suddenly slammed the wine jar, determined in his heart.

Before the last sliver of sanity collapsed, he decided to demand evidence to seek justice for Su Ling and those people who died in vain!

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☆、Chapter [-]: Clouds and rains (down, thousands)

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The chaotic sound of "Kataka Kata" is busily crashing. In the sun-blind people, figures are coming and going. Yan Tinghong directs the people to pack their bags. The unprecedented large-scale migration is in full swing.

"Yan Tihong!" In the distance, a female voice called, which caught Yan Tihong's attention.

"Yinjue, it's you." Yan Tihong said while busy directing, "It's rare to see you, what's the matter, have you been assigned work?"

"Of course, will he let me go? I need to lead the soldiers to move to Riluo Mountain." Yin Jue snorted, and said, "It's you, you lead the dead soldiers to guard here, be careful."

"I don't understand why the Son of the Sun wants to relocate the whole clan, and those who disobey will be killed." Yan Tihong wiped the sweat from her forehead, puzzled, and said, "Although Mount Riluo is also the stronghold of our clan, the Palace of Night is ours after all. There must be a reason for deciding to move suddenly in a place where you have lived for a long time.”

"The god of death is raging in the martial arts world, has the sun-blind people ever escaped?" Yin Jue pointed out, "I really despise his way of evasion. He wants to keep the dead, but he doesn't allow the extra dead to stay voluntarily." !"

Yan Tiaohong came to her senses and sighed: "So you can see that, since this is the case, it would be fine if Chang Kong was still a sun-blind family... I am really puzzled that the Son of the Sun would make such a decision."

Yan Tiaohong's heart still has lingering fears, and she feels very sorry for the sky.Just earlier, above the main hall, there was an unprecedented situation of sword-bending. Zhang Kong lost in the battle of the Heavenly Sword, and the Son of the Sun actually expelled him from the sun-blind tribe in public. He had never seen such anger and fierce words. Pass.

Son of the Sun has always attached great importance to the sky, and everyone was astonished at this decision, pleading one after another, but they couldn't shake the result.

Why?Yan Tihong wondered, but couldn't understand it.It turned out that the courtesy I had had was unbearable to the fact that I was defeated.But vaguely, he feels that the Son of the Sun is not such a short-sighted person.

"There are no ifs in everything, only consequences and results. I don't want to take care of his affairs." With a glance, Yinjue just dropped this sentence.

"Are you ready?" Suddenly, the familiar cold breath approached, Yan Tihong turned to take a look, and hurriedly saluted:

"Son of the Sun!"

Chiba Legend raised his hand to avoid etiquette, and said directly: "I have something to go out, it can take seven days at the earliest, or a month at the slowest, and you must do well what you have told me." After saying that, he glanced at Yin Jue, guessing what he was thinking :

"You just need to do your job well, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."

Yin Jue glared secretly, but unfortunately Qianye had nowhere to rest and walked out of the hall early.

Yan Tihong secretly looked at Son of Sun's expression just now, and couldn't help saying: "It seems that Son of Sun's mood is not affected by the expulsion from the sky at all."

Yin Jue smiled coldly: "You don't understand, what do you think of the feeling of tearing someone out of your heart?"

"This..." Yan Tihong was overwhelmed by the question.

"Forget it," Yin Jue sighed, "This time, I don't think anyone can fail."

"Yinjue, this doesn't sound like your tone."

"Defense and defense are the quick perception that a warrior needs most. This time, the sun-blind people are soldiers from top to bottom, even the so-called Son of the Sun. You should be able to see it."

"For a long time, the peace that the sun-blind people have sought is limited." Yan Tihong nodded secretly, with a little helplessness on her face, and also accepted her fate: "Before obtaining the light, I tried my best to stand under the sun; after obtaining the light, We can’t get rid of martial arts.”

"One thing for one thing, I feel that it is better to strive to survive to the end!" Yin Jue seemed to have seen through a lot:

"Yan Tihong, let me ask you, can the Night Palace be lost?"

Yan Tihong immediately turned his face back: "This is the long-term base of the sun-blind people, we must not lose it!"

Outside the hall, a chilling autumn wind blew in quietly, Yinbu felt trembling, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay! I believe that you have the ability of your father. Just based on this sentence, I will wait for you to come back at Mount Riluo!"

Yan Tihong nodded vigorously, unquestionably firm.

However, they all know that if Qiufeng reports the letter, since he is a dead man, how can he return home?Everything is uncertain.

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The blue sky is as blue as before, and the clear and shallow mountain shadows dipped in ink in the distance are everything he was familiar with.

If he hadn't returned to the sun-blind people, perhaps this could be the ordinary home he had longed for.Now, I can only sigh and regret.

Changkong knelt in front of a grave, Zhongyi Village, he hadn't been back for a long time.

That day, when he came back here, green mounds stood up one after another, and only a dark green figure was left to welcome him.

Today, when he came here, he could only erect another grave and burn incense to repent.

With his hands, he almost built the graves of his friends; but he himself can only live in sin.

Buried one after another, if someone said that he was the lone star of Tiansha, he would not run away.

"Su Ling..." Wan Gu Changkong tremblingly touched the handwriting engraved on the grave, expressing his apologies.

He was the one who caused Su Ling's death. I'm afraid he didn't even have the qualifications to worship.

He has verified that the person who took the tapir clothes is Legend of Chiba.

It can be seen that the Son of the Sun never wanted to hide himself, but he didn't take the initiative to tell himself.

Maybe he wants to understand for himself that he doesn't want that dead heart.But he never knew that at this moment, he was even more heartbroken.

Things seem to be very complicated, but also seem to be very simple.

Huge anger and unwillingness have spread to every part of his body.

No matter how unbearable his fate is, he is not allowed to be manipulated by the Son of the Sun; let alone the life of a third person is not allowed to be manipulated for his sake!

Once, he deeply believed in Legend of Qianye, believing that he could bring hope and salvation to everyone; now, Legend of Qianye took away his last trust with his own hands.He hates himself for being ignorant. Everything he believed in before is in the end a pawn manipulated by others and used up.

What is a Guardian?Just a poor man who can be messed with at any time.

He couldn't help looking at his hands: If the price of restoring these hands was a disaster, he would rather never return them than heal them.

He only wants to be ordinary, and only those possessions that cannot be recovered.Unfortunately, this life is ruined.

He was dumbfounded and speechless, it turned out that even if he closed his eyes and closed himself, he still couldn't escape such undercurrents in the world.

Tai Xuezhu is right, it has always been that he abandoned them, not they abandoned themselves.

He can't let more people be tortured by this person, can't...

"Want revenge?"

Suddenly, a gloomy and bewitching voice sounded from behind, it was the uninvited Tai Xuezhu.

All the anger had already been internalized, and Chang Kong's voice was calm: "I want to save the rest of the people from his clutches."

"Very good," Tai Xuezhu nodded with satisfaction, and he melted out the lost sword with one hand: "I knew you had this determination, so I retrieved the sword for you. I will use this sword to respond to him Do everything to you!"

"Okay!" Chang Kong stood up immediately, and the fluttering hair on his forehead seemed to be filled with anger, "I want him to regret all this!"

Life is so realistic, even if he doesn't want these hands, he still has to use them to seek justice!

The corner of Taixue master's lips raised: "My vision is indeed right, you are a treasure. Go! Go back to the sun-blind people, and you will continue to prove everything I said!"

After saying that, Tai Xuezhu stared at the back of the sky leaving with his hands behind his back, secretly pleased.

Once you have mastered this person, you don't need him to intervene in person, you only need to wait for the result of this meticulous game.

"Qianye Legend, welcome the surprise I gave you!" He swore without reservation, his eyes sparkling.

Next, only the Glazed Wonderland remained.

***

On the road, there was a dim moonlight floating in the evening sky, and a mysterious shadow that had just returned from afar was walking in a hurry, full of dust.

The variables in the Heavenly Sword battle forced him to choose another direction.And the dark situation in my heart is so tight that I don't allow myself to waste extra time.

Qianye Legend took a look at the Shadow Sword in his hand, and turned his money away.

The Shadow God Knife comes from the distant Moon Clan, and it also bears legends, and it is also a product of Shenyi.

I remember a few days ago when he was asking for a sword, a member of the Moon Clan asked him: What is the use of the Shadow God Sword?

He replied: Save the world and destroy the god of death.

The people of the Moon Clan asked again: Who is qualified to hold it?

He said: My heart belongs to me.

In the past, when he sought the sword for Chang Kong, the people of his clan never understood why he needed to seek the sword again when he already had Tianxiao?

Well, today, too.What he does, he never needs to explain to anyone.

The doomsday myth has ravaged martial arts for some time, and no one can match its strength.Now that the Shadow God Saber is in his hands, an opportunity has emerged, but he still has to identify one person in his heart to make it happen.

Perhaps in the past, he got used to the peace, but forgot his breathing.Unknowingly, there is a dependence that does not seem to be dependent.

Although, that person let himself down many times, didn't he?

The surprise brought to him by the initial temptation is vivid in his memory, and he firmly believes that he has that ability; however, what he said that scolded him in the Night Palace that day was true.

He is not blind, with great expectations and disappointments, he cannot lie to himself.

He blamed him, and wanted the people to know how much he valued him; he was angry, and wanted him to know that even if he was a rebel, the sun-blind people were willing to give him another chance.

The sun-blind people depended on him so much, but what about himself?

If the heart is not in the sun-blind tribe, how can we swing the sword for him?If he could only express his expectations unreservedly in this way, then it wouldn't hurt to let him feel the feeling of cutting someone out of his heart again.

Reluctant to let go, willing to take responsibility.He also gradually realized that once it is deep, it will be difficult to bring it up...

Of course, if he didn't force out that strength, he wouldn't be satisfied for a day.

This time, he has chess in his hand, and his tactics are dangerous.Because he believes that it is impossible for Tai Xuezhu not to be tempted by the treasure he has set his sights on.

Although, that was a chess game that was only kept in the dark.

He may not know what kind of test he will face once this chess is played, because he already knew that it was a game of chess, and the bet was on the situation, that person's concentration...and himself.

Before that, he must first deal with his people.The legend of Qianye uses lightness kung fu, and that direction is the old stronghold of the sun-blind tribe, Ah Xu Ye Palace.

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Wan Gu Changkong, who had withdrawn his sword, stepped firmly towards the sun-blind people.Anger drove him, determination overflowed.

This time, what he wants is not a return, but a revenge!

He wanted that person to understand that he would no longer hold back, no longer show mercy, and only wanted to get justice for the calculated price, not for him!

However, Chang Kong never thought that a deeper blow was waiting for him just as he returned to his hometown where he hadn't been back for several days!

In the sun-blind people, the ground is full of death, it is a miserable scene——

A strong smell of blood enveloped the eyes, as far as the eyes could see, the corpses were strewn all over the place, one after another... all of them were dead ethnic groups.

"How could this be?" Zhang Kong couldn't believe it. When he left, the place was still full of vitality and all the clansmen were there. Why did the corpses spread all over the place in the blink of an eye?

A moment of thought is gone in the blink of an eye, could it be... Could it be that person's sacrifice again?

Chang Kong suppressed his grief and anger, held his breath and looked inside, and suddenly saw a corpse lying on the ground, and the sword in his hand was like a blood swallow...it was a blood swallow sword!Yan Crying Red's sword!

Changkong couldn't believe it and held up his friend who had become bones, his hands trembling:

"Yan Crying Red, Yan Crying Red!"

He can't shed tears, can't shed tears...

Even after being a traitor, he has suffered countless discriminations, but the blood running through his body belongs to the Ye Clan after all.No matter whether he had love or hate for this place, after all, this is his hometown where he grew up since he was a child, and it is an indelible memory.

Now everything is devastated...

Now, what is there for him that cannot be lost?There is nothing to lose!

The last sliver of reason collapsed in an instant.

"what--"

There was a sharp roar in the sky, and a burst of energy burst out, setting off nine feet of yellow sand, covering the last layer of rest for the souls of the deceased ethnic groups.

What kept circling in my mind were the words of the Tai Xuezhu that day:

"Legend of Chiba is willing to sacrifice others in order to achieve his goals.Since his birth, how much combat power has the sun-blind race left? 』

The tombs and mounds in the barren mountains and ancient land that day came to mind in patches and desolation.

The bones and corpses in front of him are everywhere and ruthless, shooting into the eyes.

Behind that sacrifice, how many innocent blood waters were formed?

"Perhaps, the Son of the Sun you are looking forward to brings is not salvation, but destruction! 』

Chang Kong could no longer ignore the reactionary voice in his heart, rushed out of the palace, left the bloody place, and said in a hateful voice:

"Qian, Ye, Chuan, Qi!"

The angry roar seemed to reverberate the sky, and in an instant, "the deer and the thunderbolt struck, it was actually a rare thunder burst, and the dark clouds in the distance quickly gathered, thick and stagnant, and the forest tops moved slightly, which was the precursor of the squall.

"Didn't I tell you that I don't want to see you again?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, in the condensed woods, like a heart-piercing arrow target piercing the leaves, still so indifferent and proud.

As soon as he came back, Legend of Qianye came across the sky that he hadn't seen for a few days. He was a little surprised at once, but the completely strange and strange atmosphere made him unconsciously use words to erect a high wall.

Hearing the sound, Chang Kong slowly raised his head, and when they met at this moment, he was slightly stunned for a few seconds.

Astonishment, reverence, grievance, hatred, and complexity, all kinds of feelings are twisting and overwhelming.

He hadn't seen him for many days, and his familiar perception told him that this person seemed haggard again, but this revival of thoughts was replaced by anger——

All this has nothing to do with him, nothing to do at all!

Changkong slowly held up the sword of □□□, the light of the sword was cold: "I ask you, did you intentionally let Su Ling die?"

Qianye looked at him coldly, and replied quickly: "It seems that you already know, so why ask more?"

"You admitted it?" For the last time, he longed for a no.

Qianye frowned, she hated him for being so weak and affectionate:

"You are wasting the road I paved for you!"

"I don't need you to pave any way for me!" Zhang Kong suddenly raged, the reverence he had had disappeared, and the sword wind swayed away!

"I want to avenge Su Ling! I want to avenge my people!"

"You can't even kill people, how can you take revenge?" Legend of Qianye frowned, turned his clothes and pointed at the ground in an instant, proudly said:

"If you have the ability, defeat me!"

"Very good," Changkong concentrated on each word and sentence, deeply distressed:

"If you want me to be ruthless, you have to bear my extreme! Today, I, want, you, die!"

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☆、Chapter [-]: Double-edged Hide and Seek (All, Thousands, Be Careful)

The wind blows gently, and a leaf falls to the ground, quietly.

In the tranquility of Vientiane, the battle of extremes finally broke out.

Yesterday's master and servant, today's Kou Yu, the same cold eyes met, one wrong eye, two heart blades, no matter how deeply connected they were, they were always ruthless.

"What you bring is not salvation, but destruction!" Zhang Kong yelled violently, raised the tip of his sword horizontally, spun through the air, and directly hit the mysterious shadow in front of him, questioning loudly!Legend of Qianye raised his sword in an instant, and the sound of the strike resounded in the air, without losing half a point!

"Why did you kill Su Ling!"

"You don't need extra emotion!"

"It was you who killed the tribe!"

"That's a sacrifice standing under the sun!"

Suddenly the sword shadow twists and turns, spinning Luanying in rapid speed.Chiba Legend just turned sideways, one block and one fall, his body teleported, upward point, diagonal chop, horizontal stroke, downward thrust, all of which received the moves. In an instant, "clang" was heard endlessly, and gold stars were all over the place!

Immediately blocked with a sword, the two swords twirled and fought again, Zhang Kong's mind was extremely confused, but anger drove every ounce of strength in his body, and he swooped down and stabbed:

"Everything you have is arranged by you; all tragedies are caused by you!"

"You are too deeply fettered by meaningless personal affairs, how can you swing your sword for me?" Legend of Qianye turned back, saw the sword shadow coming from it, turned around suddenly, and in an instant, a sword wind slashed from the side of his face. Locks of hair fall to the ground!Qianye Chuanqi was a little stagnant, couldn't hold back his anger, and shouted: "Are you proud of this?" Suddenly he slammed his palm away from the blocking force, and went straight to the center of his eyebrows!Unexpected change of attack, Wan Gu Changkong was restrained for a while, and took a few steps back again and again!

"Traitors are traitors after all. Up to now, you still let me down!" Chiba let out a clear whistle, and moved his sword with his sword. In an instant, the clouds and shadows in the sky moved, and the fallen leaves rolled wildly everywhere. , Press again!

Immediately, Wangu Changkong leapt up to show his front, and slashed his horizontal sword obliquely. Unexpectedly, the opponent's sword seemed to be left and right, unpredictable.Changkong's eyes were sharp, his wrist flicked, and the moment he drew his sword out of his flat shoulder, he saw a sudden sweeping attack, and immediately turned to stab downwards, but he was turned sideways by the sword and forced to attack directly!Changkong had no way to retreat, so he raised his sword to block forward, in order to change his life, he only heard a muffled groan in an instant, and his shoulders were red!

Taking a sword, but triggering a more direct killing intent, I saw Chang Kong's low voice, still standing proudly:

"I said before, if you want me to be ruthless, you have to bear my extremes!"

The sound fell, but seeing the trembling and commotion of the shadow of the tree behind Changkong, a chill appeared in the air, piercing to the bones.

Blossoming glittering and translucent chrysanthemum shadows emerged invisible, exuding an incomparably cold chill, which was the coldest killing intent after the blazing anger.

It turned out that this time, he was really angry.

Qianye Chuanqi held his sword behind his back, and for a moment, suddenly looked at this different figure quietly, his eyes were fixed and deep.He once remembered the battle of Xuehai, he felt the breath of ice, separated from the shadows of trees, and waited for the noise to die down, just for that one glance——

He never wanted to understand the deep-rooted obsession, so he was willing to gamble everything.

As long as he can remember himself, he doesn't care if it's love or hate.

Qianye slowly closed her eyes, the self-generated demonic energy was ready to be released, and all the past became clear at this moment.

On that day, in the Night Palace, he was amazed at his talent, gave him a name, and became a naturalized citizen; on that day, he stepped on the heavy rain, hugged his motionless figure angrily, kept his promise, and took the sword for him ; On that day, he saved him again and poured blood on him, just to keep his life alive...

However, no matter what he did, what he wanted would never be obtained or desired.

He should have given up the sword that he had no heart or feeling for himself, but he was repeatedly angry at his mercy and his closure.

Since he can't cross him, he can't cross him——

Then, it would be better for the broken jade than for the whole tile!

Hearing Qianye's legend, he stopped drinking, his black hair fluttered, and his devilish energy exploded!Immediately, the sky thunder danced wildly, the brilliance flowed, and the mighty inner energy flowed on the sword body, transforming into a shadow, facing the cold sword energy!In an instant, He saw that the corner of the red robe was flipping in the sky, and Lei Jie's sword was flashing and slashing straight, one after another, without warning, it turned out to be Changkong's wave of offensive, regardless of Peiran's magic power, a powerful killer move !But seeing the sword light intertwined, Qianye was blocked for the first time, and he raised his sword and cut open:

"I've always felt in your heart that there's something I can't grab. Now, are you finally going to stab me?"

"That mouth in your heart, why didn't it hurt me severely?"

Changkong shouted violently, his desperate gaze was as cold as a blade.

He was originally a pool of stagnant water, his heart sank, and it was the people in front of him who kept stirring him, stirring him, and igniting the fire!

The swords of the two people intertwined, like a snake electric cold flame, advancing step by step, the sword and the sword are critical, the more they fight, the more violent they become.

One hook, one tangle, one pick, one stroke, left rotation, right dodge; upward force, downward attack, one move, one form, attacking again and again, the blood mist is long, only the blood stains are stained in the air, the body is passing by, It was the scarlet that flowed from nowhere, witnessing the threatening move.A move is like hide-and-seek, like facing blades spinning faster and faster in the heart; a sword is always like the two of them, pressing each other hard, unable to catch each other, they can only hurt each other deeply.

Why, after giving him life again and again, then cruelly depriving him of everything?

Why, he is extremely capable, but can't become a sword for him?

Why, God wanted him to return to the sun-blind tribe, to expose the scars that couldn't be cured again and again?Give up every ounce of hope?

Why, the figure wielding the sword cut off everything for him, only the distance that is more difficult to grasp?Can't you leave half a point for yourself?

Why, why, why... There are countless whys, and I can never find the answer, so I can only scratch deeply at the other party, leaving scars behind!

The boundary between instant and eternity seemed to disappear. In the dark sky, the two of them had fought for some time, how many scars and blood they had left, and it was already hard to tell whether it was his or his.

The heavy damp feeling in the air climbed to the peak, and the rain gradually began to fall. In the misty rain, only light and shadows could be seen flashing and disappearing. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, covering the two shadows fighting. Ye let out a muffled snort, and the cockroach was so cold that he couldn't penetrate half an inch!The cold sensation immediately eroded the heart, Qianye pushed it out with a painful palm, and Tianxiao penetrated into the opponent's body at the same time!

So pressing, never stop.

Time seemed to stand still, and the rain was dripping down, covering up the turbid breathing.At this moment, where the swords disappeared on the two of them, there was blood pouring out, and if they penetrated an inch further, it would be fatal.

The two swords facing each other are tightly held, and no one will let go.The subconsciously slightly deflected sword gesture revealed extremes.

This sword, knowing that it could kill the opponent in one blow, but it missed half a point.

However, this sword can also advance an inch, and both will die.

The distance of a sword is tied to life and death, and the injury is enough to hurt the heart with a single movement.The eyes of the two looking at each other are not only angry, but also complicated.

The stinging blood dripped and dripped from his lips with the rain, Qianye stabilized his figure, and sneered:

"You... finally awakened, but unfortunately it was after you defected."

Maybe he should be glad that this mouthful of dick that he personally took could hurt him one day.

"The me now, isn't the killing machine you long for?" The sound of the rain roared in pain as it cut through the sky.I remember that day, when he saw this boy, he didn't want to hurt him from the bottom of his heart——

"You forced me to do everything! You forced me to do it! I once said that I didn't want to hurt you, so why did you have to force me to hurt you?"

Qianye didn't answer, but turned her eyes to the fallen leaves bearing the rain, and there was that meaningless and unfathomable chuckle on her face again, the pain in the longitudinal wound was endless, but it was as if life and death had been put aside.

If you wake up earlier, why force you?He didn't say it out loud, the matter has come to this point, he was going to do it, so why bother to say more?

"Why...a dead heart has to be tortured like this?" Zhang Kong suppressed, staring at the person in front of him with red eyes, many scenes kept replaying in his mind, it was the innocent Su Ling, the innocent people, those grown-ups. slice of sacrifice...

"I said before, you are too deeply bound by those meaningless relationships!" He just didn't like the feeling of being able to control this person outside of him!Qianye was furious, facing the angry gaze, and shouted proudly.

"You are obsessed with obsession!" The sword advanced an inch, and the icy air from the sword submerged into the heart, and the blood flowed deeper.

Injured to the heart, Qianye stubbornly endured the pain, his face was pale, and he clenched his teeth and said:

"Very, very good, you will kill me and destroy the sun-blind people!"

"Don't use the son of the sun to oppress me! I no longer belong to the sun-blind tribe, so I don't need to show mercy to you!"

"As long as... as long as you still have blood on your body, you will ultimately obey my orders in this life!"

"I don't! I don't! Ah—"

Under the ravages of the sound attack, Zhang Kong was finally forced to the limit, suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, piercing the bone with a sword, throwing away the last trace of affection in his heart!Qianye couldn't bear the injury, the blood sprayed wildly from the wound, and staggered a few steps backwards, the moment Tianxiao let go of his grip, he saw Changkong suddenly throw the gun and snatch the blade with his bare hands!Immediately, the two swords clanged and plunged into the ground, and the sword light was dim.

"Boom—Boom—"

In an instant, the sky thundered loudly, and the unprecedented violent rain swooped down. Qianye was about to stand up in embarrassment, but he didn't have time to react. Instantly, a powerful force attacked him, his hands were tightly clasped, and he responded. He slammed into the thick wood behind him, and the evening flowers flew away, and the black hair also fluttered down, sticking to the handsome pale face.

"what you do!"

This scene, the thunderstorm, is not familiar.

Qianye stared at the out-of-control sky in front of him, and suddenly felt a strange feeling greet him, tried to concentrate his consciousness, struggled with strength, but couldn't move the figure leaning forward in front of him.

"I want to get back what I lost, can you give me back?!"

Wind and rain intertwine, extinguishing any rationality, and also adding courage and strength that I never had before. I only heard a low growl from the sky, regardless of my own injuries, and tore off the clothes of the person in front of me in a blink of an eye!A large amount of blood loss was in front of him, his vitality was extremely exhausted, Chiba's resistance was useless, in the messy struggle, his clothes were scattered, his black hair was scattered, and his white and green body was forced to appear suddenly; He went forward to bury the cold lotus and hair fragrance, bit by bit, from the delicate earlobes, forehead, eyebrows, facial features, everything invaded and plundered...

He would rather give up sex than hurt him with what he gave!He wants to use his body, really want him to understand the pain of being taken away by himself, how unforgettable, how heartbroken!

"presumptuous!"

The cold rain struck violently like an ice arrow, pouring heavily on the restrained body, adding to the unprecedented invasion from above, making Chiba twist and resist instinctively, almost pinching the opponent's shoulder bones to bleed, but the air and air force Do it, almost in vain.

The wound and the heart were constantly being bitten by the slightest bit of cold, only the endless coldness and strange feeling stimulated the forehead, and even breathing was difficult.

Qianye gritted his teeth and was stubborn. The intrusions on his body that he had never experienced before, such as the coldness of every place burned by a branding iron, made him a little unbearable. With his warm breath, came his painful murmur:

"Tell me, why did you save me...why did you take away those...why did you take away those..." That murmur was a soul grabbing, a complaint, but it stirred up Qianye's uncompromising!

"You...don't need those..."

"Do I need you?!"

He yelled and reprimanded, followed by an even more messy attack!Qianye stubbornly wanted to avoid it, but his consciousness was already approaching dazed. He could only vaguely hear the mournful resentment in Changkong's voice, and couldn't help opening his closed eyes, but he saw the empty eyes, endless paleness and endless despair... Huo Di, like a dark blade shot into the consciousness, pulling the heart to move, unexpectedly the last trace of strength from the whole body was also drawn out, I don't know if it was because of himself or him?

"Ah!" Shen Meng didn't understand, her legs were suddenly forcibly separated, a burst of tearing pain spread from bottom to top, shattering the last bit of consciousness!The unexperienced violent pain swept through the whole body, almost tearing apart the bones of the body, forcing Qianye to arch her body, she could only bite her lower lip, without saying a word, and let the blood ooze from her lips...

Tears, don't know how to shed, on and off the body, but only the lost red is dripping with the rain...

He has always been good at strategizing and planning the life and death of others, but now, he can only let the pain and violations dominate him, and his spirit body is divided into two parts.

"The pain of loss, can you understand? Can you understand? Tell me!"

Shouting in the ears, accompanied by the endless plundering, the pulled consciousness is like the foam that is about to dissipate, even the consciousness is unable to sense it, in the dim light, it seems to be able to clearly see the thin body in the rain The face is so desperate and sad.At this moment, Qianye knew that he had won, that he had finally mastered this person, making him unable to leave him, but deep down, he had lost everything...

It turns out that owning is so bitter.Why, only in this way, can he be possessed?He can't understand, he can't understand...

If this is what he should pay back, then, as he has always been calm with this person, there is no need to avoid this person, and there is no need to break free from this person.

If the price of possession is so painful, then maybe there is no need to have such deep expectations at the beginning, and there is no need to do so.

But all of this, he has no solution, he has no solution... When the line of defense was removed, he could only hold him tightly, panting with difficulty in the thin air, spraying with the violent rhythm, mixed with pain and frenzy, tearing The deeper I cracked myself, the more I couldn't let go.

The rain is turbulent, and the water spreads into a fog. Under the ravages of catharsis, only the broken ink lotus, let the blood red and the turbid white body flow down from both legs, and the dazzling red reminds the pain that has never been experienced. , but understands that what hurts so much today is the heart that I have never understood.

He no longer cares about what the person on his body is thinking.He only gradually realized that the original obsession was to want this person without reason.Giving is everything, and possession is everything, even if the rain turns the clouds, the mist wraps the heart with the raised hand, the backhand karma burns the body, and he sacrifices perfection for him, and he is no longer the former self.

At least, at this moment, he forced him to possess each other deeply, no matter how much he hated himself, no matter how much he hated this way, at least he was his only one, no regrets, no regrets... …

"Boom—Boom—"

In a flash, another thunderbolt flashed, illuminating the sky, as if splitting a bit of reason in the abyss, faintly awakening a little bit.In the blur of out-of-focus vision, Changkong saw the gradually losing brilliance of the eyes of the person below him, but he was still unwilling to let go of himself. His heart was filled with grief for a moment. with him?

……What is he doing?What can he do?

The rain extinguished his hesitation, he let go of the violent ups and downs of his chest, quickly let go of him, withdrew from his body, covered him with clothes again, and finally, facing the youth in front of him who was once lofty in his heart, Slowly, slowly knelt down, crying silently...

In the past, he had promised in person that he didn't want to hurt the person in front of him; now, it was his backlash, which hurt him deeply.

Their embrace is the shortest distance, but it is the most distant and boundless stranger... Now in this scene, who hurt whom?And who won who?Why bother to seek perfection?

The wounds of each other still couldn't stop the blood, the crimson pulsation under the two of them was the confluence of wounded blood, it belonged to him, and it belonged to him, no matter where it came from, in the end, it belonged to the Son of the Sun... Without him, There is no me today, their blood has long been fused together, inseparable, inseparable, whoever hurts, must also hurt themselves...

"The sky..." In the heavy rain, he heard the young man in his arms calling him weakly. He raised his head, and under the rain curtain, he saw that handsome and haggard face with infinite coldness and loneliness in his eyes. Unwilling to face up to the attachment...

Up to now, it is still like this, it is a confusion, and it is also a self-trap, why bother?

Changkong's mind moved slightly, but he didn't know whether it was love or hatred that was moving in the depths?All along, he couldn't bear his persistence, but now he knows that the abyss in his pupils seems to engulf him. If he can't be redeemed, he can only fall into a deep catastrophe...

With trembling hands, without even knowing it, she moved forward to brush away the drenched long hair beside his face, and tremblingly kissed him lightly on the forehead.

In the end, that is all that can be given, he can only apologize for the violation, not forgive everything this person has done for himself...

A ray of warmth in the cold rain is delusion.

Love parting, not getting what you want, meeting resentment and hatred are just empty eyes and illusions.After this time, is everything a luxury?

Puzzled, puzzled, he didn't understand, and neither did Chiba.

He felt his trembling, leaned over and knelt down to caress him, and let him lean on his neck to support his breath. In the autumn rain, the faint and trembling dark lotus fragrance was still the cold and ethereal, faint and lonely in his memory. , just like the child of the sun he saw for the first time on that day, on that distant night palace.

Life only wishes to be like the first meeting, as the first meeting. If their meeting was a mistake, why would they not see each other, why would they meet each other?

If time can stay at that moment, he is willing to guard the young man with only that look up to him for the rest of his life; if he can only wish to see the young man as before, he is willing to let these hands hold the crippled hands, holding on to every bit of possession... …

However, everything if, can only be if.Now, no one can tell him what to do, how to do it...

Maybe he knew it a long time ago, but he never wanted to face it squarely.From the moment he was named Eternal Sky, he can only belong to a part of the Son of the Sun. This road is to cut off the past and cut off emotions.And he just didn't want to, and didn't allow himself to do so.

Should I hate it?Should I complain?He has