The Stars Cross the Frost Ocean

The depression drove him crazy, so he simply opened his mouth and said: "Xue Yang, I admit that it was my fault that I lied just now. But what did you do? I have already tried my best to mend the relationship between us. He even persuaded himself to accept you and forget the fear of the previous life. But, but..." Xiao Xingchen kept shaking his head, as if he had had enough, closed his eyes tightly, lost control in despair, and tremblingly said: "Why? Why? I really can't accept you like last night. You keep saying that you want to change for me, but you don't believe me! You don't even bother to give me the right to explain, let alone worry about my feelings... like this You are insane, how do you want me to believe you?"

After Xue Yang listened silently, his expression changed slightly, and he murmured: "Desperate... So, in your heart, from the beginning to the end, I was such an image... It's ridiculous that I thought you could understand..." Xiao Xingchen listened, with bursts of bitterness in his heart, but the words had come to this point, but he didn't want to explain anything, everything seemed so pale and feeble: "Yes, yes... until now, I have nothing to say. Hearing these words, Xue Yang changed his slumped appearance just now, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his brows, he walked straight up, and under the astonished gaze of the man, he firmly grasped his wrist and raised it to his ear, with a gloomy voice, Full of anger: "What do you mean there is nothing to say?!" It seemed that it was only a moment, and the anger in his eyes was fleeting again, replaced by a full of gloom. His voice was hoarse and slightly sad, and he said in a low voice: "Have you ever heard the story of feeding the tigers and wolves with sincerity, and the snow falling in the hot summer of June?" His expression gradually relaxed, and his face was stained with endless vicissitudes and sadness: "That's how we are."

However, Xiao Xingchen's heart was full of gloomy scenes, as if they were real. Hearing his sad words, his legs trembled uncontrollably, tears came into his eyes, as if the sky was full of bright stars. Layers of hazy gauze.

Xue Yang buried his head in Xiao Xingchen's neck, feeling his warmth and trembling, distress appeared on his face, the blood in his whole body seemed to be stagnated at this moment, he moved his Adam's apple, finally With a somewhat hoarse voice, he asked, "Master Dao... Where did you come from this ring? Tell me." In fact, he already had the answer to this sentence, but he just didn't want to believe it, holding a trace of it in his arms. The tiny hope struggled feebly, wanting to escape, yet eager to seek proof.Xiao Xingchen's eyes were filled with unspeakable grief, and his face was covered with sadness: "It's... Zhuo Qing." He finally said slowly but firmly with trembling vocal cords.

Expected.

Xue Yang silently grinned the corners of his dry lips, and pierced his throat with the invisible tip of the knife, provoking a cold and self-deprecating arc.

The next second, he raised his head suddenly, and pushed Xiao Xingchen back several steps vigorously. Xiao Xingchen was hit hard suddenly, and he was unprepared, staggered and almost fell.

The corners of Xue Yang's lips curled slightly, and he sneered: "So that's how it is... Daoist, you would rather believe in a few words of others than give me a little trust. Oh, I am really, sad." Xingchen sounded very yin and yang, and the anger that had been accumulated for a long time burst out in an instant, and his tone was excited: "Trust you? How can I trust you? Who was the one who lied to me and forced me to death in the last life?! In this life, you make promises lightly, but who can guarantee that you are not hypocritical?! If you still pretend to be just to humiliate me like in the previous life, how can I repeat the same mistakes again?! If you say If the sentence is true, then what exactly happened last night? Is it selfish? I explained, did you listen? Do you believe me? In the end, you are still afraid, because you are jealous of Zichen! When you take him away, you vent all your grievances on me, and use this vulgar and shameless means to forcefully keep me! Why don't you dare to fight him fairly? Oh, so you know it too, because you are not as good as He, you will never be able to compare with him!" Taking a deep breath, he said sharply: "You are selfish, cold, paranoid, self-righteous, and do things your own way without considering other people's feelings, so what qualifications do you have to be compared with him? What are you? !" The resentment in my heart was vented, but it didn't alleviate the pain.

Xue Yang listened blankly at first, but when he spoke impassionedly in the second half, he actually smiled slightly, his eyes were gradually covered with chill, his sleeves moved slightly, and a mysterious dark-colored sword shining with stern white light stood on top of him. On Xiao Xingchen's neck.The sword's edge was icy cold, accompanied by a dangerous gleam, accompanied by Xue Yang's extremely gloomy and suppressed chuckle, the anger gathered, burning more and more vigorously, rampaging recklessly in the chest, making his sword tremble slightly: " Daoist, you are really not afraid of death." The smile became more and more treacherous, and the voice rose from low to high, full of sarcasm: "Do you really think that I won't kill you with a single sword?"

After all, Xiao Xingchen felt a tightness in his neck, a prickling pain, and scarlet blood streaks were faintly visible, but they never dripped down.It turned out that the point of the sword had just scratched his skin, Xiao Xingchen slightly opened his eyes wide, looking at the completely unfamiliar young man in front of him in disbelief, tremblingly said: "You, you..."

Xue Yang smiled, but his eyes were calm and unwavering: "Why did the Taoist priest suddenly speak in such an unbelievable tone? Where did the courage to speak out with righteous indignation just now go? I always thought that we still have some tacit understanding It's... I'm being self-indulgent. As for your choice..." There was a trace of inexplicable pity in the voice, and he said: "Actually, I have intentions, but you don't believe the Taoist priest..." Before he finished speaking, he Xiao Xingchen interrupted resolutely: "Do you have a heart? Heh, I'm really blinder than in my previous life, and I can't see you, an evil ghost in human skin!"

Xue Yang frowned in disgust, and let out a cold voice, his voice was as cold as La Jiu's winter: "When I first entered the city, I said that if you choose me, you can only choose me, otherwise, even if your body dies and your soul disappears, I will not die." I'll let you go. It's you who never cared about the things I said to me that I would never say to others in my life. "

Xiao Xingchen was silent for a moment, intending to argue again, when suddenly there was a sound of chaotic footsteps from a distance, and a cold and stern shout with endless killing intent sounded in the almost suffocating air, especially abruptly: "Xue Yang, let him go"

There was a large group of monks holding torches in their hands. The one at the front, dressed in black, with flowing ink hair and awe-inspiring justice, was Song Lan.

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Seeing the person coming clearly, Xue Yang showed a clear look on his face, as if he had expected it long ago, showing a sneer of disdain: "Yo, who am I? Only Daoist Song can invite you to fight." With a sneer on his face, his eyes lingered on the group of frightened monks for a moment, and as if disgusted, he immediately looked away, looked at Xiao Xingchen's face, and stared closely at Xiao Xingchen. She spoke, as if she wanted to stab him thoroughly, her tone was extremely sarcastic, but it didn't sound like she was talking to him.Like a provocation: "Why, you want to catch me?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Lan looking at Xiao Xingchen all the time, and his heart felt a little irritable again. A ray of hostility loomed between his brows, so he immediately added: "If it's robbery, Then forget it, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. Otherwise, what is the pain of bone-shattering? What I want you to taste is the taste of breaking your soul. Heh, do you want to try it?" He said The words were extremely fierce, as if every word was soaked in blood, so gloomy that the monks could not help showing a faint look of panic on their faces.

"That's enough." Before Song Lan could speak, Xiao Xingchen stopped him, his voice indifferent.Xue Yang approached suddenly, a ray of anger flashed in his eyes, and then transformed into a swamp-like shadow of prey, making people want to see through it, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was sinking deeper and deeper.The tone was cold, still chuckling, but the voice trembled unconsciously: "Oh? Look, Taoist priest, your rescuers are here. If I didn't understand just now, then everything is clear now. "As he said, he withdrew his sword and dropped it into his sleeve.Xiao Xingchen had mixed emotions in his heart, looking at his slightly desolate face, he felt a dull pain in his chest, which made him flustered, "What... mean".Xue Yang laughed desolately, shaking his head as if laughing at himself, intending to put his lips to Xiao Xingchen's ear and tell him the answer.

Xiao Xingchen subconsciously retreated a bit.

Xue Yang's movements froze, his breathing became imperceptibly rapid, his heart ached so badly that he seemed to be unconscious, but he still tried his best to make his face look calm, and he spoke softly, full of grief, sincere and sincere. Sad: "You asked me to wear this ring because you want me to obey you and not violate your wishes. There are too many factors in it... Maybe Song Lan is one of them." Xiao Xingchen knew that he had misunderstood Knowing what he meant, he corrected subconsciously: "No, it's not, it's not what you think." Xue Yang didn't seem to care, as if he heard some ridiculous joke, he still had the same expression, not even his tone In exchange, it was just a little more desolate and desolate: "That's right... Isn't it because you promised Song Lan that you were afraid that I would do something bad to you again, so you wanted to imprison me? In the woods , in the cave, maybe I should believe what you said. You pretended to choose me first in front of the city, just to monitor me, and you worked hard to create so many sweet illusions during this period, maybe just to Earn my trust. So why are you doing this?