The sky and water

Anger, wild anger made him almost crazy, standing alone in the icy cold wind in late autumn, looking at the setting sun in the distance.The sea and the sky are the same color, and the orange-red halo of the setting sun dyes the sea brilliantly, and the red is warm, but I don't know whose eyes it falls on.

I got his body, but I couldn't get a single bit of it, this heart.It turns out that no matter how advanced the martial arts are, no matter how powerful the power is, even if the whole world belongs to me, there are still things I can't do.

"Master!"

The voice caught his attention, he turned his head impatiently, and saw a man dressed as a thug kneeling in front of him.

This person is a small boss of the punishment hall, he has tortured Tian Cheng a lot in the past, but this time, what is he doing here?A hundred whips, is it over so soon?

He didn't speak, but nodded to signal him to continue. The little leader was also trembling, for fear of touching the leader's scales.

"Master, do you still want his life?"

The heart-piercing ghost was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What did you say?"

The man was very scheming. Hearing his panic, he knew that he had come to the right place this time, and quickly said: "Master, he obviously didn't have the original ban, and he fainted four times with only fifty lashes. There is no response, if the hundred whips are finished, I am afraid he will die, if the leader does not want to kill him, the younger ones will carry it out to the end, if..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the leader had disappeared.He touched the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately he came here, if Tian Cheng really died, the whole execution hall might be buried with him.

In the torture hall, Tian Cheng's slender body was hung up, and someone brandished a whip, continuously branding red blood on his body.

The heavy sound of the whip hitting the flesh, the subtle sound of blood ticking, and the heavy gasping sound, everything seemed like yesterday, but for no reason, it made his heart ache.

How many times he has seen this scene, he thought he was used to it, but only now did he realize that his heart has been hurting.

Seeing him approaching, the thugs stopped whipping and saluted respectfully: "Master!"

Tian Cheng didn't raise his head, he didn't even have the strength to raise his head. There was only a small gap in his dark green eyes, revealing weakness and confusion. Blood flowed from the corners of his lips, which were as thin as water, and painted on the sharpened jaw. Draw a bright red line.

Halfway through the whipping, his body was covered with rolled flesh, and the blood made his already pale complexion as pale as snow, flowing down, and splattered dark red on the wall and the ground.

The thug was right, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Put him down." Heart Piercing Ghost Face tried to make his voice appear calm and indifferent, and said calmly.

The thugs immediately executed it, pulled the mechanism, and the iron chain that locked Tian Cheng's wrist was released immediately, and the bruised and bruised body hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound.

Stimulated by the force of the impact, Tian Cheng regained consciousness a little bit. In vain, he supported the ground with his hands without nails, but he didn't have the strength to get up at all.

Were they so rude to him?Piercing Ghost frowned under the mask, but didn't speak.Whatever they did to him was his acquiescence.

The two thugs put Tian Cheng's arms on the left and the right, and put him in a kneeling position on the ground. With Tian Cheng's head hanging down, they pulled his hair and forced him to raise his face so that he could no longer avoid it. , the ghost face in front of him.

"Master, don't fight anymore. If you fight again, Tiancheng is going to die. Let's fight again tomorrow, tomorrow..."

Tian Cheng's voice was extremely low and weak, and he slightly opened his dark green eyes. The high fever caused a layer of mist to float in those eyes, like a fairy mountain island shrouded in mist.He couldn't continue, because a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, Piercing Ghost even felt that his whole body was about to turn into blood, and it just flowed away in front of him.

He never expected that Tian Cheng would say such a thing, he never begged for mercy, and if Ghost Piercer really wanted to beat him to death, he would not even say a word.In the past, he was not afraid of death, his life was so painful, death was not only not scary to him, but a comforting thing, but why at this time...

Cheng Shanshui, Heart Piercing Ghost Face suddenly thought of this name, Tian Cheng didn't want to die, just because Cheng Shanshui was still alive!

He only has him in his heart, and he has no place for himself at all, but who can blame this?

Compared with the past, the trauma on Tian Cheng's body was actually not serious at all. In the past, he was often beaten with more whips, tortured with various instruments of torture and poison, and he was not as weak as he is now.By the way, Tian Cheng's internal force was crippled. The precious black jade internal force that he had cultivated so hard for many years, the internal force that martial arts practitioners regard as life, was just crippled like this... Thugs have more or less internal force, their The whip, he couldn't take it anymore.

He suddenly realized that it was not Cheng Shanshui who turned Tian Cheng into what he is now, but him!He beat him, crippled his inner strength, pulled out his nails, burned him with a branding iron, he gave him so much pain, how could he love him...

It turned out that my own thoughts were so ridiculous!

In Tian Cheng's eyes, he was such a person, a person who looked at him coldly, struggling in hell-like pain, a person who would beat him to death without any mercy.

He watched Tian Cheng seriously injured and vomited blood in front of him, and felt that the blood was so glaring that he could hardly open his eyes.He was suddenly very scared, afraid that Tian Cheng would really die, so what's the point of him living?

Compared with Tian Cheng, the major events that have been painstakingly managed for many years seem to be insignificant.

The blood Tian Cheng vomited gradually decreased, but small mouthfuls of blood still overflowed from his lips from time to time. He moved his blood-stained lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't have the strength to say anything anymore. His eyes that were already blurred were lost. His eyes were bright, his eyes closed slowly, his long eyelashes reflected the light of the fire, casting a faint shadow on his face.

"Tian Cheng!" The Heart Piercing Ghost Face could no longer control his emotions, and shouted frantically, stepped forward and snatched Tian Cheng's body from the hands of several thugs, hugged him tightly, feeling his shallow and rapid breathing, He was finally relieved, Tian Cheng was still alive, after all, he still had a chance.

Tian Cheng was still running a fever, and his whole body was hot, like boiling water that had just been boiled. In his sleep, he was still frowning from time to time. , Does he also have a fever and show such a painful expression?But at that time, no one cared about him.

Regardless of other people's amazed gazes, everyone wondered why this person who had been despised by the leader all this time suddenly received so much attention?He stayed by Tian Cheng's side all the time, and called all the doctors on the island to heal his injuries.A doctor who knew Tian Cheng had the guts to ask if he could give him medicine, because in the past, Tian Cheng was forbidden to use medicine, and when he was injured or sick, he could only support himself.

In fact, Tian Cheng had used medicine before. Whenever he was dying, Ghost Face Piercing would secretly feed him the pill to protect his heart veins, but few people knew about it.

"Yes, of course! He's fine, you're fine, if he's fine, you can't survive!" Ghost Piercing Ghost's tone was very harsh, scaring the doctors into a cold sweat, and rushed to Tian Cheng take the pulse.

After yelling, Heart Piercer looked at the body that was still unconscious, and felt a dull pain in his heart, because the person who gave the order to prohibit him from taking medicine was himself.

Fortunately, Tian Cheng didn't have any incurable diseases, but he hadn't eaten properly for many days, and with the pain and high fever, he was too weak. Given time, most of the external injuries would be able to heal. Although the internal injuries were serious, he still had a chance to recuperate slowly. .

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he finally finished treating the deep and shallow wounds on Tian Cheng's body. With a cruel face, the piercing ghost opened his mouth and poured the antipyretic medicine in. The fever finally began to subside slowly.

"Master, this young master's body is extremely weak, and it seems that he has been stagnant recently, worried and frightened, which has caused his spleen and stomach to be unwell. To recuperate his body, it is best to ensure that he is in a happy mood first, so that he can get twice the result with half the effort. Otherwise, how can you make up for him? How can he swallow it?" An old doctor said to Ghost Face Piercing with earnestness.

Piercing Ghost froze for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Two days later, Tian Cheng woke up leisurely.His body was still in pain, the fever had not completely subsided, and he was so weak that he raised his eyelids, as if his whole body was about to be exhausted.

In front of him was a familiar face, with long and narrow eyebrows, a peaceful expression, and that kind of mature and elegant aura, which made him unconsciously blurt out: "A Luo."

"Tian Cheng, you're awake." Qing Luo sat beside him, smiling lightly, as if it hadn't changed since ancient times, making people feel reassured for no reason, "Tian Cheng, don't be afraid, the leader handed you over to me. People can hurt you."

Tian Cheng was stunned for a moment, feeling strange, but he didn't have the strength to ask again.Seeing Qing Luo here, he finally felt a sense of peace in his heart. He still remembered that Qing Luo was very kind to him. He would always cut apples into small pieces, tie them on bamboo sticks, and deliver them to his mouth. She can play flute to him, chat with him, and save him from Ji Honglie.

Unfortunately, he is not Cheng Shanshui.

"Tian Cheng, take good care of your wounds. When you recover, I'll take you out for a walk. From now on, I'll take care of you. Just tell me what you need." Qing Luo continued to speak, gently stroking, the reason With recent injuries, her hair is no longer so smooth, but slightly rough black hair.

Tian Cheng nodded bitterly, but his eyes no longer fell on Qing Luo, but turned out of the window, as if he wanted to see something far, far away.

Of course Qing Luo knew what he was thinking, besides Cheng Shanshui, who else could he miss?

It doesn't matter, Cheng Shanshui treats him well, I will treat him better, the rest of his life is mine, I have plenty of time, and I can get his sincerity.Qing Luo thought secretly, and said, "I'll help you up and feed you something."

Tian Cheng withdrew his gaze, nodded, opened his mouth with effort, and asked, "Ah Luo, did the leader make things difficult for you?"

If he saved him, saved him from Piercing Ghost Face, would he pay any price?Will he be hurt because of him?Thinking of this, Tian Cheng felt panic in his heart. He didn't want to hurt others because of himself.

"Ah Luo..." Seeing that Qing Luo did not answer, Tian Cheng asked even more anxiously.His voice was weak and hoarse, and it could be heard that he tried his best every time he said a word, but he was still asking, asking persistently.

"Tian Cheng, I'm fine. The leader said he's just tired of you and won't touch you anymore, but I will never get tired of you." Qing Luo finally recovered from her daze, said softly, and pressed her finger on the He touched his lips, signaling him not to speak any more, he knew that he had no strength left.

There was a slight sweetness in my heart, that sweet heart mixed with pain was actually such a touching feeling.Qing Luo realized that Tian Cheng was caring about him. I'm afraid that in this world, he is the only one who really cares about him.

However, if he knew the truth, what would he do to me?Will you still ask me cautiously, the person you loved back then?There was a burst of panic in my heart, and then a burst of regret. The irony of fate was that the most precious things in his life were destroyed by his own hands.

He made up his mind not to let Tian Cheng notice his uneasiness. Anyway, the only thing he can do now is to be nice to Tian Cheng. Only in this way can it be possible to keep his last bit of warmth in this world.

Hearing what he said, Tian Cheng felt relieved a little, and fell silent. Qing Luo helped him up, let him lean on the soft pillow, carefully fed him a bowl of chicken soup spoon by spoon, and supported him again. He lay down again, covered him with the quilt, and let him sleep peacefully. He himself, sitting beside him, sat withered all night, only feeling a thousand emotions and regrets in his heart, and his chest was hard to calm down.

Since then, the Heart Piercing Ghost Mask did not appear again. Qing Luo has been taking care of Tian Cheng carefully, feeding him, applying medicine to his wound, and scrubbing his body.Tian Cheng's injury gradually healed up. Although his ability to recover was not as good as before, it healed slowly. The burn on his arm finally healed, and a clear letter appeared: Qing.Tian Cheng went in without knowing it, and Qing Luo told him that the ghost face piercing the heart was Qing Rong's descendant, the Qing family, and he wanted to put his own mark on Tian Cheng.Tian Cheng smiled wryly, no matter whether he had this mark or not, he couldn't escape from his grasp, right?The pain in the body gradually subsided, but the pain in the heart became more profound as time went on.

Never see him again?He didn't dare to take risks, because he remembered that Chuanxin Ghost said that if he saw him, he would let Cheng Shanshui be decapitated.Every time I think about it, my heart hurts so much that I almost suffocate.

Tianben is silent, and these days, he doesn't say a word. When Qing Luo asks him, he just simply answers. For the rest of the time, he just stares out the window, letting the sun rise and set. If no one calls him , he doesn't even remember eating.

Only when he heard the melodious sound of the flute, his expression would fluctuate a little, as if there were delicate ripples on the disturbed water.After discovering this, Qing Luo was very happy, so she played flute for him every day, and gave him a jade flute that was exactly the same as her own, tied with silk threads of different colors to distinguish each other, and patiently taught him how to blow it.To his surprise, Tian Cheng's talent in rhythm was very good, and he learned it much faster than ordinary people.Qing Luo was also afraid that when he calmed down, he would think of the painful past, so she simply found something for him to do, taught him to play flute and chess, Tian Cheng still learned it very quickly.Looking at him, Qing Luo felt his heart ache. He realized that Tian Cheng is actually a good boy who is sensual, gentle and kind. When he was practicing martial arts in Dark Night Island, he was so talented that he was covered in bruises all day long. Unconscious, but still practiced a superb martial arts.With his qualifications, if he is not in the Demon Cult, but in any orthodox sect, he will become a star-like existence. Even if he was born in an ordinary family, with his ingenuity, he will definitely be loved by his parents and parents. Loved by others.However, for many years, he has only been regarded as an object of venting anger, and has never been treated kindly.

The days are like water, slipping away from the fingertips, Qing Luo only feels that these days are safe and quiet, dissipating the bloody breath in his heart, allowing him to find the long-lost tranquility.

He really hoped that this day could last forever, but the sky failed to fulfill his wish, such a day could not last long after all.