Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Spring to autumn, cold to summer.

Seeing the verdant mountains and fields being blown into colors from green to yellow by the wind unconsciously, time flies and the days pass quickly.

When there were layers of fine waves in the gradually changing mountains and forests in the distance, the sword in Fu Liang's hand had just finished off a group of killers who were rushing to die. something identifiable.

Their blood slowly dripped into the soil along Fu Liang's drooping sword tip.

The infinitely beautiful sunset on the top of the mountain became the foil of this tragedy.

In the past three months, this was the tenth batch of killers who came to provoke. Some of the people behind the scenes were for the first time, and some were for the first time, but they all died under Fu Liang's sword without exception.

Moreover, without exception, they have nothing to do with Xingyao Palace. It seems that Ji Jiu is really assured that he will go to Xingyao Palace to fight to the death after he is fully prepared.

Wen Qing's tomb is here, and he promised to accompany him to watch the sunrise, sunset, summer flowers, autumn leaves, and the first snow in the coming winter. No peace to be disturbed by these killers.

However, the benefits are not without.

The existence of the killer can just test the rapid progress of Fu Liang's martial arts. He knows that his time will not be too long, and he is practicing desperately every day.

But today, after Fu Liang put his sword back into its sheath, he secretly felt that these killers were unusual. He couldn't help thinking about their martial arts moves carefully, and realized that they were the group of people who had ambushed him before.

A bad feeling grew in his heart, Fu Liang took off the clothes of one of them, and found a burnt mark on his right arm, and then he took off the clothes of the others, and they all had burnt tattoos on their right arms .

After Fu Liang's careful identification, the remnants of those tattoos were probably put together to be the Big Dipper.So...they are from Beidouxuan.

And the person who ambushed him before was also a disciple of Beidouxuan. Coincidentally, the people who rescued him that time were Wen Qing and Shu Yuan. Did Wen Qing and Shu Yuan really save him, or was it a set of "just play tricks" they played with their senior brothers? "?

Fu Liang didn't know, but thinking that Shu Yuan had died because of him, and Wen Qing had been tortured for him, he really couldn't bear to blame the two of them for his personality.

He numbly and repeatedly cleaned up the corpses of this group of people, piled them up into a hill, and then burned them on fire.

As night falls, the stars are like waterfalls, and only the rustling of insects is the most clear in the quiet atmosphere.

And...the glazed lamp hanging on the grave looks like a star plucked from the sky.

Under the sky hanging upside down, Fu Liang sat quietly in front of Wen Qing's tomb. As usual, he chatted while drinking: "Have you seen what happened this afternoon? It's still your brother from the same school, but don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, I only have self-blame and guilt towards you and Shu Yuan in my heart, if it wasn't because of me, how could you end up in this situation? Especially you."

While drinking, Fu Liang recalled everything Wen Qing had done for him, every time Wen Qing looked at him with such gentle eyes...

He laughed self-deprecatingly, and the "I'm sorry" stuck in his throat finally turned into tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ji Jiu never thought that he would be so lonely.

When his original self-awareness had not recovered, his loneliness was very insignificant. After having self-awareness, he felt that his loneliness was infinitely magnified, as if he was in an infinitely vast cage. Except for Fu Liang, the rest were not his kind.

Fu Liang has been away from Xingyao Palace for a long time, and he found to his death that he missed the other party more than he imagined, and as time went by, the longing became longer and even endless.

The disciples sent by Xingyao Palace brought back the news of Fu Liang's exact location, knowing that he was there, knowing that he was guarding the grave of his love rival there, Ji Jiu never set out to find him, he didn't want to disturb a martial arts master He just wanted to silently wait for the day when Fu Liang seeks revenge on him.

That day was the core of his real implementation of the "stealing the beam and changing the pillar" plan.

He was lying on the sash stone of the white marble steps in front of the Star Palace, looking at the bright stars in the sky, his mind couldn't help but his thoughts were racing.

In addition to missing Fu Liang as usual, he can't help but reflect and analyze all the bad things he has done since he came to this world. Is he really torturing Fu Liang because the character has too much faith?Or because of their own bad taste?But he couldn't bear to be really cruel.

He killed Shu Yuan and tortured Wen Qing, just to strengthen Fu Liang's hatred for him and let the heart of blood core exert its limit power. To Duan Xiao's face?

Or is it because he is jealous of Wen Qing, jealous of his kindness, gentleness and understanding?Jealous of him getting too close to Fu Liang?

And...he knows the connotation of "blood debts are paid in blood, grievances and hatreds are settled" in the general rules of the game. If it is not vented when the hatred in the heart is overflowing, it will not be worth the power of these eight words, the heart of blood core The existence of this prop became even more dispensable, not to mention whether Fu Liang would be willing to kill him, even if he died for it clearly, the system would play tricks and not count him as completing the task, would it?

Now, Fu Liang's hatred has been filled by him, and he just has nothing to do but think about him and wait for his revenge.

"If it's the real Fu Liang, he will definitely think more comprehensively."

After thinking about it, Ji Jiu hooked his lips and smiled lightly, the stars in his eyes were more shining than those in the sky.

However, whether he will fulfill Fu Liang or continue his plan, Ji Jiu has not really made up his mind. He does not want to admit that he is in love with Fu Liang.

However, looking back on what he did to Fu Liang, it all revealed too much of his thoughts.

As a villain, if you don't love Fu Liang, at least let him try his thousands of ways to torture people. Anyway, if you have a heart of blood, you won't die so easily;

If he doesn't love Fu Liang, why does he only want to have sex with him, even in the eerie stone room?

Isn't that Duan Xiao who wants to stick to him not beautiful enough?Why did he feel disgusted at the sight of him, even at the thought of him?

For Ji Jiu, love, hate, and hatred are like a mess, from which he can only sort out the clearest clue, that is, he really loves Fu Liang, and he has to admit that he loves Fu Liang. It won't make him give up his original plan, that's the second.

Maybe... that will not be confirmed until that day.

Ji Jiu frowned, got up and threw the copper plate in his hand to the sky. He originally wanted to use the front and back of the copper plate to make a decision for him, but when the copper plate fell, he was swept away by his whisk and turned into dust.

"I don't want a little coin making decisions for me."

Ji Jiu muttered to himself coldly, turned and left domineeringly.