The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

He stumbled into the pharmacy.

With trembling hands, he cut his wrist to bleed.

He Qing's eyes were dizzy, so he didn't notice Fu Ce who came in at some unknown time.

Fuce looked around coldly, and the heavy smell of blood made him frown slightly.

"When did you come in?" He Qing opened his dark eyes, a golden light flashed across his pupils, and his tone did not fluctuate, "Get out."

After all, he didn't want this person to see his most miserable side.

After all, the two are love rivals.

It seems as if the support has not been heard.

He slowly picked up a purple medicinal plant and put it under the tip of his nose. After a few seconds, Fuce smiled and said, "Your Highness is very cruel to yourself, but you are to blame for it."

He Qing took a deep breath.

He endured the pain of piercing his intestines and sneered: "What kind of good thing are you??"

The intimacy between He Qing and the little girl along the way just now made Fu Ce crazy with jealousy. He had accumulated a lot of anger and resentment in his heart. After all, Fu Ce was no longer the calm and upright gentleman.

His evil thoughts have already been growing crazily in the rotten corners of the darkness.

"Me?" Fuce curled his lips in amusement, "Your Highness and I are just the same kind of people."

selfishness.

——The villain.

He Qing glanced at him sideways with disdain.

Fu Ce Wentun said, "You anticipated Shu Shu's physical death from being pierced through the heart by Mo Dan's sword from the very beginning. Later, you personally facilitated her first meeting with Emperor Shijun. It can be said... Shu Shu's psychological death. , was arranged by His Highness himself. Now, she still has a calamity that you cannot overcome, only I can overcome her."

He Qing's expression changed slightly, "What is another calamity?!"

"The real soul is gone and disappears into smoke." Fuce said firmly: "But I can save her."

Even if the price is that he disappears from heaven and earth.

But because that person is her.

So even if he was fighting against Heaven, he would save her and spare no effort.

He Qing's face turned pale, and he felt his heart aching. He breathed out gently, trying to relieve the pain in his chest. He said coldly: "I anticipated Shushu's disaster, but I was not the one who led it."

Fuce smiled sarcastically: "Yes, you just pushed her into the fire pit."

"You are selfish and arrogant. Before you fell in love with Shushu, you just wanted to watch a good show. You wanted to see her vigorous vitality slowly decline, and see her sincere and passionate love extinguished by cold water. See her once. She was hurt again and again, and in the end, you even ridiculously wanted to prove your position in her heart, so you went to the deserted sea for no reason..."

"She loves you, and then what? What does she get? A body that is so cold that it trembles? Or a heart that is only a little warm?" Fu Ce actually had a lot to say.

He wanted to say: She is obviously a proud and willful daughter of heaven.

Why let her meet scum like them.

She has lost everything.

Still being deceived to this day.

But who dares to tell her the truth?We are all executioners, who is more noble than the other?

"Snapped."

He Qing's eyes suddenly widened and he suddenly looked up towards the place where the sound came from.

At the door, the girl squatted down helplessly to pick up the fragments of the porcelain bowl on the ground. Because she was too panicked, her fingertips were scratched by the sharp edges of the fragments, and a round and clear drop of blood suddenly gushes out from under her skin.

Fuce's face changed slightly.

He quickly grabbed the girl's wrist and said, "Are you okay?"

Pan Shu gently broke away from his shackles and shook her head slowly, "It's okay."

The voice is a little hoarse.

Fuce suddenly couldn't say a word.

The air was stagnant and dull.

She was wearing snow-white plain clothes, and her figure was so thin that her originally thick black hair had lost some of its luster. Her lips were pale and her eyes were crimson, but those two pupils were so silent that it made your heart tremble.

Pan Shu paused, her beautiful but lifeless eyes fixed on Fuce, "I heard everything you just said."

The tip of Heqing's nose felt astringent, and her heart was in confusion.

He opened his mouth at a loss: "No... Shushu, it's not like that. Don't believe it, okay...?"

His posture was humble and cautious.

The positions of the two were completely reversed at this moment.

When we first met, he was a high-ranking demon clan highness, and she was a cowardly medicine seeker who allowed him to tease her.

at this time.

She controls He Qing's life and death.

Pan Shu curled her lower lip happily, but in the eyes of Fu Ce and He Qing, they only felt that she was extremely sad.

She raised her eyes, hot tears rolled in her eyes several times, and finally fell down from her eyes: "So, you didn't save me twice, you knew from the beginning Mo Dan's purpose of approaching me, and you killed my wife to prove it... ...Ha, don’t you think I’m ridiculous? To give up your heart and soul for a person who is deliberately trying to kill me? I even asked for a life-and-death contract regardless of him. It’s really... so ridiculous, isn’t it?”

Pan Shu staggered and took a step back.

The thin figure is shaky.

"You personally erased my memory and sent me to the human world, not to let me start over, but to let me meet Emperor Shi... Let me guess, you must want me to love God Shi Jun, but Emperor Shijun is not a thing in the pond, you want him to be chaotic and abandon me, is that so?"

He Qing looked at her pleadingly, "I beg you...please stop talking..."

He was cold and trembling.

Pan Shu smiled sadly, "That's enough, now, you still want to show off... You know everything, I'm just an object you play with when you're bored, He Qing, if you really don't like me and hate me, what will happen to me?" Will you get entangled?"

He Qing almost rolled around and pulled the girl tightly into his arms.

Used all his strength.

Trying to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

His voice trembled.

"That's not the case, Pan Shu... you listen to me..." He suppressed the hesitation in his heart, "I did have the intention of watching a good show at the beginning... But I don't know where to start, I can't help but pay attention to you ...I can't help but be angry with you, but I don't know what it is, but now, I, I really know, I like you, I like you so much that I want to die."

He smiled bitterly, holding her hand to touch his cold cheeks and scarred body...

"I'm going to die soon, Shushu, don't worry..."

Pan Shu pushed him away gently.

She looked at him quietly for a moment and curled her lips cruelly.

"But if you touch it, my heart will have died a long time ago."

She took a step back, with tears in her eyes, "Have you forgotten, my heart died in the deserted sea?"

"I don't love you anymore, He Qing."

Pan Shu covered her heart and murmured in a low voice, "This heart will never love anyone again."

"Do not……"

In a panic, He Qing accidentally knocked over the bowl of blood he had just placed on the table.

Scarlet blood splattered everywhere.

His eyelids were soaked with a drop of blood and tears.

He Qing's long eyelashes trembled.

His Adam's apple rolled hard and slowly, and he stubbornly kept repeating: "It won't die... Your heart won't die."

"Fu Ce."

Ban Shu looked at the handsome man beside him who looked like an immortal.