Scumbag bosses have become paranoid villains

Yu Ge fell from the horse's back to the grass, and rolled several times as soon as he touched the ground, avoiding the horse's iron hooves in a panic.

Wrapped in grass clippings, she stayed on the spot for several minutes before barely sitting up against the trunk of a beech tree.

444 looked at her dying appearance, his tone was very worried.

"Host, haven't you completely blocked your pain sensation?" It asked, "Why are you still suffering so much?"

Rain and mist lingered in the deep forest, and the warm and humid water vapor mixed with the scent of cedar grass and trees barely dilute the strong and compelling smell of blood on Yu Ge's body.

She tightly closed her eyes, as if she was afraid of seeing the blood stains on her robe and the still eye-catching wound on her chest.

"...It's not because of the pain." She said in a hoarse voice, "The heart-digging is really too cruel, and it makes me feel sick."

"...Yes, no one can bear it."

The system's goosebumps still haven't gone away, so it thought it was true and nodded.

"But why does the host insist on doing this step? Isn't it more convenient to influence the target of the attack by staying in the castle and seeing the tricks?"

Yu Ge smiled lightly, that smile was fleeting and full of exhaustion, as if he had exhausted all his strength and could only stop here for a short rest.

"I can heal myself now, but I can't die. If I see a trick, it will develop into an endless situation, so I have to calm her down once, so that she doesn't dare to deal with those messy moths again."

"Actually, the lord... It's not that she doesn't have human emotions. On the contrary, she has a keen and accurate intuition for changes in the outside world."

She sighed softly.

"But she has lived for so long that even life and death have lost their special meaning to her, so that the strongest emotions in the human heart will always be like a thick layer of frosted glass to her. I can feel a little bit, but it is always vague, not real and not clear."

The young host stretched out his hand, and subconsciously picked at the corner of his clothes, which had become hard because of the dried blood.

"For example, when I first came back, I had to live and die all day long, and she must be angry; after I successfully obtained eternal life in my first embrace, she would also be very happy, but the waves caused by these emotions are too small, little So much so that even she herself couldn't understand why this complicated and intense feeling came about, and what it meant."

Yu Ge half-opened his eyes, looked at 444's frowning brows, and said slowly: "Because of this, if the methods are not fierce enough to penetrate the glass that separates her from her own emotions, she will always act recklessly. Thinking of what comes out is what comes out, toss me to death."

The system hesitated and said: "Keyi's inhuman character is the target of the raid, she tossing you... isn't it also a sign of loving you?"

"Love me?"

The host mumbled the word several times before he sneered dismissively.

"That's not love, she just wants to prove how much I love her through my tormented reaction." She said, "I guess, she probably really wanted to make me happy, really wanted to double it Treat me kindly, but in the final analysis, it's just a matter of thinking. So far, the weight of this love in her heart has not been able to overcome the instinctive desire to ask for endlessly."

"I don't deny that she has feelings for me, but this feeling is still different from what humans call love."

She was dizzy under the effect of strong painkillers, so she simply relaxed her body and completely lay down on the ground.

"Next...it's time for her to learn to give and give."

……

The female knight Cassandra picked up a comatose oriental woman deep in the jungle.

It was an adult woman with a small frame and a white complexion. She was curled up on the thick moss beside the beech tree roots, and her whole body was covered with sticky and dull blood stains. Only the small half of her side face half-hidden by her black hair was relatively clean. A little bit, revealing a dull and clear facial contour.

This woman is really weak, as if she has just experienced a fierce battle, her whole body exudes an ominous smell of dying, her undulating chest and faint breath like a lantern almost make the young knight There was a subtle illusion, as if what lay in front of her was already a cold and stiff corpse.

"Ah, woo..."

She knelt down and firmly supported the back of the opponent's neck with her hands. Before she could move any further, she heard the woman let out a weak whine. The voice seemed to come from the chest cavity, with a hollow voice The echo is like the whine of some kind of bird bin before death.

As if the softest and hottest atrium was suddenly pierced by the thin and slender needle point, the little knight froze in place, holding the wounded man's hand that lay flat on the ground.

That hand was not delicate, but as cold as iron covered with frost. The thick calluses and occasional jagged joints on the fingertips undoubtedly indicated that this woman's life experience might not be peaceful.

"...Don't go, come here!"

Cassandra clenched the hand that was still trembling slightly, and called out to her companion who was patrolling in the distance.

"She's still alive!"

……

"A dry spirit nourished by the love of the Lord;

Empty hearts are filled with love;

Neither pain nor death can separate the grace of the Lord,

His sheep only obey his call.

Lord revive my spirit, to redeem, to consecrate;

I praise the Lord for His grace, trust, and obedience. "

The ethereal and clear singing of young children came from the skylight of the church. Cassandra, who had just finished her duty, stopped and listened for a moment, then carefully folded off a few sprigs of windmill jasmine from the stone wall, and put them on the table in her hand. on the plate.

She walked into the room with milk, bread and fresh fruits and vegetables, fumbled and lit two sticks of white wax.

Even in the sunny afternoon, the owner of the room still sealed the windows tightly with thin wooden boards and linen curtains, so that no light could penetrate, coupled with the smell of potion that could not escape, he insisted on decorating the room well. A dark and gloomy atmosphere was created in the warm and tidy nun's dormitory.

But Cassandra was oblivious to this environmental change.

The little knight who has just grown up was born in a little-known squire family in the town. Her parents and brothers all have an optimistic, enthusiastic and sympathetic heart, and even she herself has developed a cheerful and optimistic temperament.

At this time, her mind was completely focused on another matter.

The oriental woman she rescued was leaning against the head of the bed, her eyes slightly squinted by the sudden light of the candle, her jet-black eyelashes outlined a wicker-like light and restrained arc, covered by the bright red spot at the end of her eye. The round mole is lined up, and it shows a kind of almost gentle brightness out of thin air.

It is a very shallow magnificence, not showing mountains or dew, like a little bit of blood splashed on the thin snow in early spring when it is warm and cold.

The simple female knight has never seen such a reserved style, she swallowed uncontrollably, and inserted the flowers on the tray into the small vase, the vase was half full of water due to her palm Trembling and swaying slightly.

Even when facing the harshest teacher and being sealed in front of the chief, Cassandra never experienced this kind of longing and anxious mood, that mood was like a hot breeze, sweeping past silently. Her viscera made her heart beat rapidly and strongly, as if even the blood vessels in her neck were fluctuating with it.

She looked at Yu Ge's side face that turned away suddenly, sat on the low stool beside the bed, and gently held the other's hand hanging by her side.

"Yu, are you feeling better?"

With a soft voice, she asked in a low voice.

The injured woman woke up three days ago.

When she was picked up, she didn't have any wounds on her body, she neither vomited nor had a fever, she was simply in a lethargic state.

Even after waking up, she didn't have any water, let alone talked much, but locked herself in a dark and quiet room all day long, as if she was trying to avoid some unbearable memories in the most negative and powerless way. A past that cannot be undone.

Cassandra even had an illusion, as if this strange woman named Yu was a white flower thrown into a coffin to be buried with her, and she was going to rot together with the corpse.

The little knight raised his face, and held the opponent's hand in this posture.

"Yu, talk to me, okay?"

Even in a closed room, that hand was still very cold, the wrist bones were frost-like blue, and the thin and white fingertips protruded from the dark robe, almost like bones blooming, which made people feel uncomfortable. Instinctively feel uncomfortable.

"You still don't want to go out?"

Cassandra stared at half of Yu Ge's side face with good eyeballs, and her tone revealed unconcealed worry.

On her healthy wheat-colored skin is a layer of slightly grainy snow-white, which is actually the powder she got from her mother and smeared on her face indiscriminately, just to cover up the new freckles on her cheeks.

This unnatural color coupled with her slightly flushed complexion is actually a little funny, but it also fits the naive and cute state of mind of a human girl when she first fell in love.

"The weather outside is good. The climbing vines and jasmines are blooming all over the front street. When the wind blows, half the town can smell the fragrance; when the weather is warmer, all the seabirds have come back. It’s so noisy; hasn’t a new round of bishop elections started recently, and we have to inspect more and more places…”

She brushed the hair sticking to her forehead, and the unkempt brown lock was curled up in an ugly way.

"Oh, by the way, my lamb has given birth. If you like it, I'll bring you one... okay?" She said in a daze, "Just keep it in the yard. The newborn lamb is very cute. It will grow up in a few days." It can bounce around and recognize its owner, just like a puppy..."

There was no expression on Yu Ge's pale and alienated side face. Just when the little knight thought that he would not get any more answers today, he saw the oriental woman slowly withdrawing with a slight and unquestionable force. own hand.

"...Shh."

A certain immense emptiness was like a bottomless abyss, causing her esophagus to shrink into a small ball, while the monstrous thirst turned into boiling magma, churning around in her stomach, as if it had already melted her Every inch of the gastric mucosa is about to burn through the remaining organs.

Yu Ge couldn't help licking her long fangs. The sweet blood of a human girl like candied apples was surging rapidly in the body in front of her. The smell was so hot and charming that her nostrils were slightly It moved a few times.

She turned her back with great difficulty.

"You... stay away from me first."

She finally took a deep breath when she heard the heavy footsteps of the female knight walking away.

The sweet and bloody smell quickly disappeared with the departure of the human beings, and what remained in the room was only the slight smell of wax oil when the candle was burning, mixed with the faint fragrance from the jasmine flowers on the bedside.

Jasmine blooming all over the wall, seabirds circling on the shore, believers arguing during voting, little lambs running and jumping on the green grass...

Everything is so beautiful, so warm, so vibrant, as if the world has never changed, and the world is full of warmth all year round. 7K 妏敩

……so good.

Yu Ge closed his eyes, and gently placed his palms on his empty heart.

For a moment, she almost felt that the magma in her stomach had poured into her eye sockets, scalding her eyeballs into a ball of wet fire. The burning sensation made her thin eyelids tremble continuously, as if the next Tears will fall in seconds.

But her eyelashes are always dry.

It's a pity that all these magnificent scenes in the world have nothing to do with a cold-blooded and heartless monster.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021012123:01:352021012318:38:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of wood; 1 bottle of Yang Miaomiao who wants to change its name, Sang Sang, and Moshang Gongzi Yebai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!