The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

Zhou Lang's hand holding the knife trembled so badly that if it wasn't for Su Qingchen being wrapped in his palm, he could hardly hold the handle of the knife.

He wanted to let go, but Su Qingchen held him tightly, his dark but empty eyes didn't blink, as if he wanted to look into his eyes.

Su Qingchen spoke again, with some coaxing, some seriousness, and some unspeakable sadness.

He said: "Xiao Lang, trust me, stab in, and you will be rewarded and leave me..."

Zhou Lang looked blankly at Su Qingchen in front of him.

I saw that the other party looked serious, and there was no hint of a joke.

At this time, the sound of a sharp knife cutting the cloth came.

Here it is--it turned out that Zhou Lang unconsciously struggled back, and in the process of trying to let go of the hot sharp weapon in his hand, he accidentally scratched Su Qingchen's white Taoist robe.

Immediately afterwards, the smell of rust slipped into the nostrils.

I don't know what kind of material this knife is made of. The tip of the knife is too sharp, and it pierced the skin on Su Qingchen's chest, and blood was seen immediately.

Zhou Lang smelled the bloody smell from the tip of his nose, and looked at the short knife whose tip had sunk into Su Qingchen's chest.

The moment the blood spilled out, Zhou Lang's pupils shrank instantly, and his whole body became stiff, as if it would shatter when touched.

Su Qingchen's slightly empty voice sounded in his ears again.

"Right, that is it……"

Su Qingchen clenched Zhou Lang's hand holding the handle of the knife, and said in a persuasive manner, "This is Xiao Lang, if you stab deeper, you can get away from..."

He was interrupted halfway through the speech.

Zhou Lang suddenly screamed, and at the same time.

"Ahh-!"

"what--!"

"what……"

Su Qingchen's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously let go of Zhou Lang's hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhou Lang covered his ears with his hands, and kept retreating to the corner of the bed, his whole body trembling violently, and the sound of collapse mixed with panic and crying kept coming out of his mouth, "Ugh!"

"what--"……

In an instant, Su Qingchen woke up.

The eyes are no longer empty, and return to clarity.

He looked at Zhou Lang who had collapsed because of him, looked at Zhou Lang whose tears kept falling, there was a crack in his usually calm face, his hands trembled, and he wanted to touch Zhou Lang.

Like last night, I want to hold the exhausted Zhou Lang in my arms, pat him on the back, and say to him, "Don't cry..."

But this time, Su Qingchen failed.

Every time his hand got closer to Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang's trembling became stronger, and the crying that overflowed from his mouth became more intense.

Su Qingchen suddenly didn't dare to touch Zhou Lang anymore.

He stared blankly at Zhou Lang who kept crying and shouting, trembling and not allowing him to approach, his expression became blank again.

"Little Lang?"

Su Qingchen tilted his head and called out tentatively.

What responded to him was Zhou Lang's crying and trembling even more.

Su Qingchen didn't even dare to call Zhou Lang anymore.

He got out of bed in a daze, took a few steps back, and after seeing Zhou Lang's trembling and crying gradually subsided, he tried to approach again.

The result was more serious trembling.

Now, Su Qingchen didn't even dare to approach Zhou Lang.

He was at a loss, and after a long time, he finally laughed at himself, exhausted all his strength, and said: "Xiao Lang, you have won."

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said: "One day, Xiao Lang, I will give you one day. Within one day, you can escape as you like."

Saying that, Su Qingchen activated the tracing stone, and the next moment, the tracing stone on Zhou Lang's wrist emitted a bluish light.

But this was not enough, Su Qingchen immediately untied the formation engraved on Zhou Lang's back for positioning.

"If I can only bring you pain, within a day..." Su Qingchen closed her eyes, and it took a long time to open them again.

"In one day, I will not stop you from following you by any means. You'd better go as far as you can, and go to a place where I won't find you, otherwise—" Su Qingchen's eyes flashed There was a red light, and the whole body was agitated.

He said viciously: "If I find you, I will surely break your wings and break your spine and imprison you in a cage. At that time, whether you love me or hate me, you will never be able to leave me even a single step in your whole life. Except No one but me can look at you, no one can touch you except me, I am the only one you can see and rely on!"

Su Qingchen took a deep breath, but she couldn't calm down the agitation all over her body. The color of her pupils turned from black to red, showing faint signs of being possessed.

He closed his eyes, clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, his nails deeply embedded in his palm, and said with the last of his strength, "Xiao Lang, I'll let you go."

After finishing speaking, Su Qingchen turned her back and walked away.

Even though he tried his best to straighten his back, he still couldn't hide his loneliness and depression.

It was as if the branches and leaves were dead in winter, and all the vitality in my body was sucked away by the words just now.

Behind Su Qingchen, Zhou Lang's crying stopped at some point.

His eyes were red, he hugged his knees and looked at Su Qingchen's back who was leaving step by step, with a dull expression.

For some unknown reason, when Su Qingchen was about to step out of the room, Zhou Lang suddenly called him: "Brother..."

Su Qingchen paused, but without turning around, said: "What's the matter?"

The voice was cold, completely different from the usual doting tone.

Zhou Lang blinked blankly, as if he didn't even think about why he called him "brother".

Su Qingchen was stunned, but Su Qingchen had already found a reason for Zhou Lang.

"The things left by your Zhou family, together with all the spiritual stones you have obtained through selling paintings in the past two years, are all placed in the Pan Snake Order."

Zhou Lang opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but finally pursed his lips and said, "That's right, thank you."

He took out the painting that trapped Sang Hua from the Coiled Snake Order, and was about to put it on and leave, Su Qingchen said again: "Take that cat away, if it stays with me, I will get it as soon as you leave." kill him."

He sneered, "Who told him not to obey my order at all, and put all his heart on you little master."

Zhou Lang lowered his eyes, didn't say much, just said: "Thank you."

Then obediently put the painting back into the Pan Snake Order.

After getting out of bed, dressing and washing, Zhou Lang simply put his hair up in a bun, with a knife hanging from his waist—it was the one that pierced the skin of Su Qingchen's chest just now.

Zhou Lang himself didn't know why, without even thinking about it, he picked up the knife casually.

All he knew was that he wanted to take the knife with him.

When passing through the door, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Qingchen standing aside with his head down, meeting the gaze of the other party for a moment.

That gaze was indescribably gloomy and cold.

Zhou Lang withdrew his gaze calmly, walked away without stopping.

After walking a few steps, Su Qingchen's voice came from behind again.

"You can't escape, Xiao Lang. One day I will find you, just wait for me."

At this moment, Zhou Lang's heartbeat suddenly became heavier.

He slightly raised the corner of his lips, and said, "Then let's wait and see."