naive rivers and lakes

I didn't know how dangerous it was until I took the sword to kill. Bai Qinglian was already surrounded by several people. The long sword in his hand was a good sword, but he wanted to use Cheng Lian as a mallet. On the neck, Bai Qinglian and the long robes of the Taoist Taoist are fluttering, like a banished fairy, even if the grass leaves are flying around, it doesn't matter, I want to laugh at him for being merciful, but the man looked down at me and frowned, I couldn't tell What's the matter.

He is a snow-capped mountain, no one has ever stepped into it, and there is still a purity in his eyes that cannot be stained by the world. I don't understand his compassion, and he doesn't like my cruelty. I know what he is looking at. I smiled and turned around. With the long sword in his hand, he saw his blood-stained eyebrows frowning, and when he smiled, he was full of evil spirits, like an evil spirit that was barely fished out of hell.

I thought that Palace Master Huafanhua should be fine, but when I turned my head to look for it, I saw that he was forced into a corner by two people, resisting with a decorative whisk behind his back, and yelling: "Bai Daochang, I can't hold on anymore!" Stop it, please hurry up, the life of the poor Taoist is in your hands." After he finished speaking, he jumped to the left, and the whisk in his hand picked up the human knife, and the lancet sliced ​​towards his neck, and fell down. On the other hand, that knife was very insidious. I was just pulling out Xueman, and I was powerless to stop it.

That's fine, I'd like to know how far Palace Master Huafanhua wants to pretend.

Hua Fan folded his waist to hide, and grabbed a few blades of grass. The blades of grass flew by, cutting off the blades of grass in the lower places. The man's hand loosened, Hua Fan kicked the master's waist, and then stood still, another person raised a knife and slashed at him, he staggered a few steps as if he hadn't stood still, and fell to the ground, Smiling in my direction again: "Hey hey - naive, don't bully me, a blind Taoist priest -"

I threw Xueman in my hand, wondering how he knew, Bai Qinglian, who had knocked down 9 pieces of people, arrived in time, Cheng Lian in his hand trembled, Xueman changed direction and flew back towards me, I scratched my blood-stained hair, and squeezed out a mouthful of blood-sweet air from my lungs. Before I could make a few jokes, I saw the knocked-out person suddenly rushing towards Bai Qinglian.

I jumped up, kicked Xueman, and let the life-threatening blade fly over. I couldn't help but blame the Bai Taoist priest. If it wasn't for the fact that I was his unlucky brother-in-law, I would not care about his life and death .

Bai Qinglian didn't make much noise, she stabbed with her backhand, then, he pulled Huafan back, Cheng Lian drew nine out, blood splashed, Xueman stabbed in with a poof, the assassin still had his eyes open, not knowing what he was underestimating How did the Taoist swing that sharp sword.

That sword was crisp and sharp, without sloppiness, as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, it didn't seem to be killing a person, without any hesitation, I looked at the cold face, no, it should be said that it was Bai Qinglian who wiped the sword expressionlessly, Bai Qinglian People are not indifferent, but if they don't speak, they are cold, like walking on ice.

"Fortunately, you are quick to strike." I smiled, walked forward, took out Xueman from the dead body, and made a stab at the neck of the man. The knife that cut the throat made the surrounding blood stained, I looked up Bai Qinglian said, "You can turn around, Daoist Bai, but don't be optimistic about this kind of scene. You're used to compassion, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Bai Qinglian didn't speak, she looked at me stubbornly, I was silent, wiped Xueman clean with a handkerchief, and carried Fusheng one by one to make up one sword, so that no one else would jump up, besides, these people are all in the hands of the Seventh Prince. I can't pry it open, I don't know anything, I just ordered to kill people, and there are many man-made murders. Since killing people, they must have the consciousness of being killed.

The world is not benevolent, and treats all things as dogs, no matter whether it is princes, nobles or ordinary people, God will not think highly of anyone.

I flicked the Floating Sword, the blood drops left on the blades of grass, and the Floating Life returned to its sheath with a bang, but I hadn’t returned the sheath yet, the killing intent in my heart was still boiling, and I kept clamoring, I took the sword and went to the lake , ready to wash away the blood with a bang, before she walked out, Bai Qinglian said in a low voice: "I just don't want to kill people, it's not that I don't know how to kill people."

I turned my head to meet the Master's eyes, and somehow I was stimulated by this sentence. I wiped my face and sneered: "Yes, if you don't kill people, you will bear the consequences of being hated by others. You must ensure that you will always stand Looking down at all living beings from a high place, once you fall, you will be trampled by thousands of people, I am not that strong, and I can't bear it."

"After all, I'm just a selfish villain."

I walked towards the lake without looking back, wanting to plunge my head into it to wake up, trying my best to hold the Fusheng in my hand, to wake up myself, lest Huafan find out, and after being found out, I would probably be forced to question by that lunatic Damn, I can't bear his questioning anymore, God knows how much I want to kill him after glancing at him.

It was the obsession and longing when I was young, reunited after a long absence after forgetting it, I couldn’t help getting closer, I suffered the hatred of being deceived, and my murderous intent surged after being lifted, I don’t divide anything, I leave all these things to time, Let time dilute it, I thought I could forget it easily, but now I realize that the feeling has become a jar of strong wine after years of time.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, greedy, not loving, and separately stewed into a pot, it is very bitter.

The internal force surged inch by inch, I pinched my fingertips in an attempt to wake up, my knees folded up and made a crisp crackling sound, the figure falling in the river did not look like a boy, but a ghost, I took out a small bamboo tube from my pocket , scooped up half a cup, took out a small bottle, poured some powder into it, and looked at it. The powder was produced by Bai’s family back to heaven. Yes, I lowered my head, scooped up a handful of water, and washed the blood off my face. I killed someone quickly, but the smell of blood all over my body after I killed someone made me tired.

The smell of blood was lingering all around me. I pinched the bridge of my nose in an attempt to wake up. The Taixu Gong that my father taught me strictly for many years still played its due role. Behind me was the scent of incense and ashes, the oppressed musk and roses The scent of flowers is persistent, just a little bit, mixed with the smell of incense ash, the owner of Huafanhua Palace pretends to be a fake Taoist priest, and she is blindfolded, so she can't see my face. The wooden stick hit my back, I turned my head, not sure if this person did it on purpose or just pretended.

"Are you okay?" He asked, I turned my head and saw his face, white skin and white hair, thin lips lined with cinnabar color, obviously weak and delicate, but with a glowing color, I saw his face His neck, Adam's apple was implicated when he was speaking, the blood vessels under the thin skin were blue, very obvious, I had the urge to go over someone's neck and bite the blood vessels, to be an irrational and cold-blooded beast, and bite him to death , swallowed alive, devoured its flesh, ate its bones and drank its blood.

In this way, he is mine and will always be mine. I don’t have to worry about what he will plot against me, even if he plots against me for my own good. In this way, I don’t have to worry that one day he will die one step ahead of me and leave me alone. Lost in this huge world, even if the sea of ​​people is vast, I can never find such a person again, who puts all his heart and soul into protecting me—even if I don't like him pampering me like a three or four-year-old child Get used to guarding.

He wants me to know nothing, to be as naive as the name suggests, and to not care about anything.But I'm not a woman, a man should naturally take some responsibility, and my sister Tianqing is even more ruthless, and she has to help me carry some things. I'm almost 20 years old, how can I be inferior to him.

I turned my head, picked up a handful of water to wipe my face, and when I turned my head again, I saw Bai Qinglian standing straight with his arms folded. He was looking at me sideways. Putting on a smile, I don't want him to worry too much. After Bai Qinglian met my gaze, he hurriedly turned his head away to avoid my eyes. I found it funny when I saw this. Bai Qinglian is a good person. It is also not easy.

However, such a sneaky little concern is enough, and Taoist Bingshan is boring, but it is also interesting.

"Let's go." I said, Huafan stretched out his hand to me, showing an innocent smile, if it wasn't covered by the obtrusive cloth, then his eyes must be cunning, I wiped the water droplets on my hand with a handkerchief , Pulling on the sleeve of the man, Hua Fan turned to look at me, twitched his eyebrows, flipped his fingers down, and clasped my hand accurately. He said slowly: "Young man, walk slowly." While speaking, he moved his finger Move, caressing the thin calluses between my palms.

I didn't try to break away, firstly because Huafan would not be thrown away obediently, secondly because the movement is too big, it will easily attract the attention of Bai Qinglian and Daoist Priest Bai Qinglian, if I put on a guilty face, it will make people suspicious, or I should be frank better.

When Bai Qinglian turned her head and glanced at the two of us, her eyes fell on our hands——At that time, Hua Fan was kneading and kneading, her movements were slow and ambiguous, but only a few steps away, Bai Qinglian raised her eyebrows, her lips moved As if he wanted to ask something, Hua Fan took the initiative to speak: "Daoist Bai, come on, hand me your hand for free fortune telling, would you like it?" He stretched out his hand frankly, his fingers were long and shiny Bai Ruyu, who said it was jade, was also that kind of cold jade, looking at Bai Ruyu with a somewhat bleak look.

"Daoist—didn't you tell my fortune? Huh? What result did you get?" I said with a smile, pretending to be very interested, but in fact I am really interested—I really want to see the flowers blooming How does the palace lord lie without changing his expression.

"Mr. Tian is quick in skill and has a delicate heart. It's just that he is deeply affectionate and obsessive. I hope that you can be more ruthless. There are two words called letting go. I hope you will keep it in mind."

I patted off half of Bai Qinglian's outstretched hand, and said with a sneer, "Forget it, you Taoist priest is very good at coaxing people, you talk about poor people, but what you say sounds like a monk, well, let's go." Let's go a little further." I tilted my head and smiled, faintly feeling that my face was going to freeze from laughing.

You talk like you are a Taoist priest. Even if there are emotions and desires, you dragged me into the quagmire forcibly after I forgot. So, Lord Huafanhua, is it really okay for you to be so capricious?

I touched 9 the knife in my hand, sighed, and made up my mind that one day I couldn't suppress the killing intent, so I would kill him for Tian Xingdao.

The sleeve was grabbed by someone, and then the force loosened, and when I looked sideways, his fingertips fell down. The fingertips were like fragile orchids, trembling and trembling, and fell suddenly.

His hands fell like white birds with broken wings.

I hastily looked at the man's face, and saw that the man's pale lips and rice paper looked better than his bleak face.

I watched him fall down, and stood there indifferently, a voice in my mind roared hysterically in my ear: "Go and catch him, catch him!!!"

I stood, my body stiffened like a log or stone, I wanted to pick him up and put him in my arms to protect him, but I couldn't even move a finger.

Do you want to protect him, or kill him?A thought popped up and questioned me.

Do you really know Huafan?

Do you still love him now?