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"What on earth do you want to do?" Sha Qianmo threw Yu Weiyi on the bed. He was really angry. On the way back, he wanted to throw her off Huofeng countless times like this. Anyway, Prajna Flower Now that he has no skill, if he is thrown from such a high place, he will definitely die, and it will save him from being unhappy, but when he lowered his head and saw those scarred feet, he felt a little distressed in his heart. I like this feeling, he really doesn't like this feeling, it makes him more angry, but he has to bring her back, so, as soon as he came back, he sent Biao: "I said, without my order, You are not allowed to take off your veil, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed, you are not allowed... Anyway, who gave you permission to go to Sansheng Pond."

Yu Weiyi lay on her side on the bed, feeling the anger of Sha Qianmo, she didn't respond at all to the pain of being thrown down just now and the feeling of bone erosion in her feet at this time, she lay there quietly, like a sculpture, Not moving at all, just waiting for Sha Qianmo to lose his temper.

Seeing Yu Weiyi's dying look, Sha Qianmo was so angry that he turned around and swept away all the things on the desk to the ground. He fell on the ground, as if he wanted to vent, but even he didn't know what he wanted to vent. He just kept smashing and falling, until all the falls in the room were finished, he didn't Turning around, sitting in front of the dressing table, stroking the bottles and jars neatly placed on the dressing table one by one, slowly calming down the anger in my heart.

"Sit up," Sha Qianmo walked to the bed, saw Yu Weiwei still in the side-lying position, and ordered.Then, he raised his hand to straighten the only messy black hair, took out a veil and put it on for her, touched her cheek lightly, and then looked down at those horrible feet.

He sighed slightly, tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart at this moment, half-kneeled in front of Wei Wei, held her foot in his palm, and carefully applied the ointment Hua Qiangu gave her.

Yu Weiwei shrank his feet back, but he held them even tighter. His feet, which were already painful from the application of the medicine, were in unbearable pain now.Yu Weiwei bit his lower lip firmly, trying to suppress the groans in his mouth, looking sadly and stubbornly at the top of Sha Qianmo's head, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Don't move," Sha Qianmo firmly held the foot that was trying to escape: "If you move again, I will chop it off." Although he said so, the force of applying the medicine was unconsciously gentle a bit.

There was harmony between the two for a while.

"Okay," Sha Qianmo clapped his hands, looked at the well-medicated and bandaged feet, and breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes, looked at the sweat on the only forehead and the tears in his eyes, and subconsciously softened. Voice: "Lie down on the bed, and I'll make you some medicine."

Yu Weiwei nodded, looking at the back of Sha Qianmo going out and the mess on the ground, his heart was silent, what should I do?She lowered her head, looked at her pig-like feet, and laughed subconsciously. Then, annoyed by her performance, she patted her face, sober up, don't forget to come What is the Seven Kills for? It is to survive. If he really treats you now, if he really falls in love with you now, that will be your greatest sorrow.Thinking like this, her thoughts settled down again, thinking about giving up, thinking about living only for herself, don't think about anything else, Yu Weiyi.

Sha Qianmo, as the Holy King of the Seven Kills, naturally has someone to take care of everything. It stands to reason that he does not need to do things like brewing medicine himself, but for some reason, when he thinks of those scarred feet and those faintly glowing With teary gray eyes, he subconsciously felt distressed, so much so that he actually went to the kitchen himself and boiled the wound medicine from the Sansheng Pond.

"Drink." Sha Qianmo passed the medicine bowl expressionlessly.

Yu Weiyi obediently took the medicine bowl, glanced at the burn on Sha Qianmo's hand, blinked, and drank the medicine in one gulp.

"Don't you think it's bitter?" Sha Qianmo frowned subconsciously when he saw Yu Weiwei's straightforward actions. He just took a sip secretly, and the taste really made his tongue numb after drinking it.

"No," Yu Weiyi shook his head, "I'm used to it."

"Are you used to it?" Sha Qianmo frowned even tighter, took the empty bowl and put it on the table, sat by the bed, and said seriously: "Tell me, why did you go to Sansheng Pond? Why did you suffer so much? hurt?"

Yu Weiwei lowered his head, exposing his snow-white neck, obediently, but didn't say a word.

Sha Qianmo looked at the part of the neck that was exposed, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he grabbed Yu Weiwei's neck, pressed her on the bed, covered her himself, approached her face, and stared at her , said gloomily: "Say, why?"

Yu Weiwei gritted his teeth, felt the force on his neck, and his breathing gradually became faster, but his eyes were fixed on Sha Qianmo, and he still didn't make a sound.

"Very good, very good," Sha Qianmo's eyes showed a trace of sarcasm: "Do you think I won't know if you don't tell me? Don't forget, at that time, there were still little ones there." He let go of his hand, Burying his head into her neck, he slowly closed his eyes.

Feeling the feeling of being able to breathe again, Yu Weiwei moved his body slightly, but found that he was firmly suppressing him, and sighed in his heart, Sha Qianmo, when will you mature a bit.She tilted her head slightly, looking at the portrait hanging in the room, a kind of sadness filled her heart again, Sha Qianmo, whether we missed it or shouldn't.

Why did Yu Weiyi go to Sansheng Pond?This question was answered after Sha Qianmo found Hua Qiangu again, but this answer was not what he wanted to hear.

He squinted his eyes, looked at Yu Weiyi who was asleep beside him, and his murderous look flashed past.You fell in love with me, who is going to allow you to like me, and the worst thing is, I am not willing to kill you.He raised his hand and slowly jammed it towards her neck. As long as you grab it and pinch it with a little force, you will be dead. Now you have been poisoned by me, and you have no power to protect yourself. Like a lamb, I can easily kill you with a little force.But, he withdrew his hand and put it in front of himself, but why can't he do it, why, except for Wushuang, I should be able to do it to anyone.

He reached out and opened his sleeve, and there was a hideous wound on his arm.He stared at the wound, as if he wanted to see through it, why, why, I would react to the unfeeling pool water because of her.

He unconsciously remembered Hua Qiangu's words.

"Sister, this is not the previous life. We are not sure whether Sister Wushuang is here or not. Everything is changing. Look, even Banruohua is not with Shan Chunqiu, but has become what she is now. Stay by your side, do you know that the reason why Banruohua is going to Sansheng Pond is to verify whether she is attracted to you."

"Sister, is the world we are in now really the previous life we ​​are familiar with? Penglai is silent, Tianyong City has appeared in the six factions, and there is an extra city in the world that guards the fierce sword. The one we are familiar with and love deeply Does your unparalleled sister really exist?"

"Sister, take a look, take a good look, if this Prajna Flower is really attracted to you, she is really willing to stay by your side like a doll, then she and the original Wushuang sister, have another What's the difference? You've already lost a Jue Wushuang, do you still want to lose a Wisdom Flower?"

"Sister, open your eyes to see clearly, the water in the Unfeeling Pool, you yourself have such a strong reaction to the water in the Unfeeling Pool, you ask yourself, just now, when the water in the Unfeeling Pool was poured, who were you thinking about? Is it Wushuang? Or Wisdom? flower?"

Unique, prajna flower, unparalleled, prajna flower, who can I miss, who can I love.That's right, when I was pouring water from the Unfeeling Pond, I was thinking of the Prajna flower for the sake of verification, but I knew in my heart that I only love Wushuang, and I only want Wushuang, and I don't need anyone else by my side.

Sha Qianmo turned his head, looked at Yu Weiyi's peaceful sleeping face, and subconsciously stroked the scar on his arm.The scars of the unfeeling pool can only be verified. I fell in love with you, but I shouldn't be in love with you, Prajna, I should kill you, so that there will be no future troubles.But, I can't do it, I really can't do it.His gaze, through the bed curtain, looked at the portrait hanging in the house, Wushuang, what should I do?It would be great if she was you.

Once this thought came up, Sha Qianmo couldn't suppress it. He stared at Yu Weiyi's sleeping face, raised his hand, and a faint light flashed through his hand, slowly covering Yu Weiyi's face, flickering back and forth After a few clicks, it disappeared.

It is not disguised, and there is no trace of deformation.Sha Qianmo was very dissatisfied with this result, he patted himself on the head, how could I have forgotten, I had dissipated her skill, if she had transformed, she would have transformed back long ago.

Then, he became depressed again, and he tried to remember how the two of them usually get along.She always does not move or speak, like a statue without joy or sorrow; she has no Wushuang's small movements, nor Wushuang's preferences; the soup she boils does not taste like Wushuang's at all; Unparalleled intelligence and tenacity.She is so unlike Wushuang, why does he feel distressed when he sees her hurt, why can't he go down and kill her.

Sha Qianmo looked away, raised his eyes to stare at the scar on his arm, and things came back again, Wushuang, what am I doing?

When Sha Qianmo fell asleep with doubts about herself and missing Wushuang, Yu Weiyi slowly opened her eyes. She raised her finger, and the colorless powder floated in the air. Then, she turned her head and grabbed Passing Sha Qianmo's arm, she opened her sleeves. This is the scar of the unfeeling pool water. She turned her head. At this time, Sha Qianmo was deeply asleep. Sadness, killing Qianmo, who is your injury for, is it for me?