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"What truth... what did he say?"

There seemed to be an impenetrable and impenetrable veil in front of Rong Ju, and his whole mind was buzzing. He looked at Li Xingmo in bewilderment, but the latter did not respond to his gaze; what the man said came from his It flowed into the left ear, and ran out of the right ear without stopping, so that he was stunned for a long time before realizing the meaning of this sentence.

His Xingmo...killed Jian Jingyao?

The scene was so silent that he could hear his own shortness of breath.Rong Ji felt very absurd and thought, "Isn't it? Is it because of such a person that I have been hiding it for so long?"

But he is neither a saint, nor does he have any compassion for those who have harmed him. He dies when he dies. For a person like Jian Jingyao, even if he dies, it is not worth pity.

So Rong Ji said softly: "If it's just like this..."

"It's not just that," Quan Yi suddenly interrupted him, and then looked at Li Xingmo whose gaze was not knowing where he was staying. After a while, he lowered his eyelashes and said softly as if sighing, "Xing Mo, you can't escape." , you always have to tell him."

Mr. Quanyi thinks that in this world, there is only love, which is much more difficult than fighting and commanding and dispatching, so that he doesn't even want to get involved; just like now, if you look at the stalemate between Li Xingmo and Rong Ju To make a gamble, then Li Xingmo obviously had the magic weapon to win from the very beginning. So many past events, just one of them, the pain can drown out the pain, but he just didn't say it.

Probably wanting to make the other party feel bad, but afraid that the other party will feel bad.

He sighed again, turned his head, and saw Rong Ju's eyes were red. He clearly didn't know anything, but he seemed to have cried for it with empathy. This was the first time he had seen each other since he had known each other for a while. Such a gaffe.

"Jian Jingyao was indeed killed by me." Li Xingmo finally spoke.

He summoned up his courage and looked at Rong Ji: "I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose, it's just that these things are coherent. If I want to talk about it, I will inevitably involve some irrelevant things. Those are all in the past, so it's not worth it Bringing it up again will make more people sad.”

"Will I feel better if I don't tell you?" Rong Ju asked.

Li Xingmo was silent for a short while, and suddenly heard footsteps behind him, he walked wholeheartedly to the door that was attacked by someone just now, opened the door, and looked down at them from a few steps.Xiao Fan, who had always been used as the background board, trotted forward to stand with him with great insight, and only heard Quan Yi said angrily: "Before Lance and Hua De get here, put your little love After all the love has been dealt with, how can one be tougher than the other when death is imminent."

The door was slammed shut, Li Xingmo and Rong Ju stood in place, the former didn't seem to know what to say, so he simply started from the beginning, looking at the blood-stained stone bricks, as if telling someone else's story lightly Said, "That's where I killed him."

Then the blood was soaked, and several years of heavy rain failed to wash this place clean, as if the person whose life was ended by him himself would still linger here after death.

Rong Ju heard his dry and tense voice: "Why did you kill him then?"

"Why?" Li Xingmo seemed to smile lightly. He walked over and slowly took Rong Ju's hand. Only then did the latter realize that his palm was cold. It seemed that facing and explaining this matter itself required Great courage, "This is how the fourth galaxy is. The strong prey on the weak. Since he has become a defeated opponent, he has to accept his own fate."

The two of them bypassed this place and continued to walk forward, probably explaining something wholeheartedly. This road was almost unimpeded; To describe it as an open space, I saw a huge transparent protective cover covering it, and only a small door was made on their right hand side for two or three people to approach at the same time. The shape is somewhat similar to the Colosseum in ancient times .

Rong Ju had a vague guess in his heart. He looked at Li Xingmo, who looked back with a calm expression: "The private domain is only open to me."

At first, I thought Phil Aim treated Li Xingmo so kindly, but just by looking at the machines next to him, he knew what a good place it could be?

They walked to the small door together, and Rong Ji couldn't help but look inside through the thin transparent shell: the inside was covered with soft and thick imitation grass, and it was full of vitality everywhere; but he didn't know what it was It wasn't his psychological reason. At this moment, in his opinion, there was only a dead silence.

Li Xingmo called this place his private domain, that is to say, he was alone in this huge venue from the beginning to the end, without anyone accompanying him.

Rong Ju's eyes were hot, and the hot air that spewed out covered the shell with a layer of mist. There was a click behind him, and the surroundings suddenly brightened. Li Xingmo's voice seemed to come from behind him, and seemed to be everywhere, very ethereal: " I spent two years and eight months here."

He and Rong Ju were separated for five years, and more than half of the time was wasted here.

From daytime to evening, from being surrounded by many people to no one coming back at the end.

But everyone just stood outside the door, watching his ugliness when he was tortured by pain, easily holding his weakness in his hands, trying in vain to eliminate all his emotions and desires through such torture, so that he can be praised Go to the altar and become an evangelist to the whole of Millertree.

But until this moment, Li Xingmo still didn't intend to tell Rong Ju what he said, or rather, what Li Xingmo did all the time when facing Rong Ju was to digest and endure the pain alone, and what he said to the other party was also the same. only on the surface.Quanxin once said about this matter when he was in Poole. I can't remember the exact words, but the general meaning is that omega like him are rare in the whole universe. Since the pain can be relieved by talking about it, why bother to hold it in my heart?

How did Li Xingmo reply to her at that time?He seemed to say nothing, but it was clear: his pain would only multiply, not transfer, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Maybe one day, when everything is settled and I can really let go, I will blurt out naturally.

Thinking in this way, he continued: "Jian Jingyao hopes to cultivate here the god who cuts off emotions and desires in his mind, but unfortunately, only a lunatic who kills people without blinking an eye has been cultivated. The day they announced their success, I walked out. The first thing here is to insert my knife into his heart with my own hands."

"So are other people here also afraid of you?" Rong Ju asked abruptly.

"Well...probably. The only thing that can really talk to me here is wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly."

"That's it." Rong Ju nodded suddenly, as if he thought that there was no doubt about this statement. The fog he left on the transparent shell had disappeared, and the light was reflected clearly; he turned around in a light like day , there was a tear that was about to fall in the eye socket, "Xingmo,"

"Hold me."

Isn't it that I can give you a hug, and it's not that I want to give you a hug full of love and comfort, because at this moment, Rong Ju is the weak one who needs comfort and charity, and Li Xingmo needs to give him a hug that makes him feel real. signal of the opponent's presence.

Li Xingmo raised his arms, and Rong Ju walked towards him slowly, the two embraced tightly in the dark sky, he heard Rong Ju let out a sigh of pity, and then said almost gently: "Xing Mo, don't Lied to me."

Immediately afterwards, an arm was firmly across his waist, keeping Li Xingmo still in that embraced position, while Rong Ju's other hand unquestionably pressed the switches that controlled all the machines.

The next moment, the entire venue erupted with blinding white light. Behind the burst of white light, one after another figures, like ghosts and ghosts, stood silently everywhere in the venue.

And every figure has the same face as Rong Ju.

The program is still running, some of those figures are raising their knives, some are bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces are hideous; they are patrolling the only prey in the field, wanting to use the other party's weakness for a moment to create scars as easily as every time before , but this time he found nothing. In the end, he could only stop in a daze, looked out of the field indifferently, and then met the real Rong Ju.

They conscientiously imitated Rong Ju's tone of voice, and shouted in unison: "Xing Mo, come to Mr. Rong."

This scene was weird and absurd, even a little ridiculous, Rong Ju just looked at it like this, his face was stern, the same as usual, but after a while, tears rolled down one after another.

He stood like that, with the warm and soft body of his lover in his arms, but he seemed to clearly see Li Xingmo, who was stumbling here and covered in wounds, and wanted to shed all the tears he owed all these years.

Li Xingmo moved abruptly, and said lightly, "Don't look at it, it's all an illusion."

Rong Ju hardly dared to think how much blood and tears his good boy had to shed, how many times he had been hurt, before he could lightly say that the last sentence was an illusion today.

This sentence seemed to trigger some switch, which made Rong Ju tremble. He wanted to fumble to close these things, but his hands kept trembling, and finally he barely pressed the switch.Just this one movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he slid slowly on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand, as if he wanted to say with a smile, but his mouth was full of trills:

"Xing Mo, what should I do?"

Even in the strangest days after the reunion, he had never been so desperate, but now, he couldn't help thinking: He is an ordinary person, he is the biggest source of shadow in Li Xingmo's life so far, and more importantly— —

In every moment of danger from now on, he can't prove that he is not some phantom who wants to kill Li Xingmo.