I am fickle

His hand holding the sword was destroyed by me after all, the hatred in his eyes wanted to cut me into pieces.

Chang An's eyes widened, and he said tremblingly, "Jiang Shengxian, he is my elder brother, why...why..."

I glanced at her impatiently, "It's because I knew he was your elder brother that I just crippled his hand, otherwise he would have been chopped into pieces by me."

Changan closed her eyes helplessly, and smiled bleakly. She walked towards me with difficulty: "I know that you are always cruel and ruthless, but I still have expectations. I thought... I thought..."

"I said, even if it's you, I can do it."

Changan stopped in her tracks, her face was full of tears, and she knelt down at my feet powerlessly: "Then do I want to thank you, elder brother will never be able to lift a sword again, what difference does it make if you let him die like this?"

Song Huaifeng picked up the "Nine Sounds" on the ground, and said angrily: "Chang'an, have you seen clearly, this is the man you love, look at the big brother on the ground!"

"Jiang Shengxian, you have bullied me Qingqiu again and again, I insist on getting this justice back!"

Chang'an looked at Song Huaifeng nervously, and shouted: "Second brother, stop, you are not his opponent."

"Second brother, why did you bother to come here today?"

Chang An couldn't cry, she was like a lotus flower in the lake, her body was so weak and helpless.

I smiled harmlessly, as if everything in front of me had nothing to do with me, and helped Chang'an on the ground without any pain: "I just saw the painful expression on your elder brother's face, tsk tsk tsk, it's been a long time Have fun..."

The long sword in Song Huaifeng's hand slipped to the ground. He helped Song Huainan, who was seriously injured on the ground, and lowered his head guiltily: "Brother, Chang'an is young and ignorant, and I can never help you..."

"Brother, we have made you tired..."

Song Huainan's hands were dripping with blood, he shook his head: "It's not your fault, it's all Chang'an's fault."

"Brother, if I hadn't released Chang'an back then, if I hadn't supported their marriage, I wouldn't have... It was my fault that I let Chang'an entrust someone who was wrong..." Song Huaifeng grabbed Song Huainan's bleeding hand continuously trembling.

Song Huainan looked at me bitterly, and gritted his teeth: "Today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow."

I touched "Wuyang" who was dripping with blood, raised my eyebrows and said, "So, I really can't keep your life. It's better to clean up killing people."

"No, I beg you, I beg you..." Changan said with tears in his eyes as he tightly grasped my hand holding the sword.

I remember that the last time she begged me this way was for Song Huaifeng, and this time it was for her elder brother. I have repeatedly hurt her family, and I have repeatedly made her sad, sad and afraid...

A person like her who is so proud loses her dignity in front of me again and again, my hands are covered with blood, even... even my eyes and my soul are pools of cold blood...

What do you like about me like this?

I turned around coldly and uttered one word: "Get out!"

"Husband..." Her weeping voice really upset me.

"Get out of here, get out of here, or I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Chang'an seemed to have lost her soul, and stood behind me stupidly, Song Huaifeng tugged at her sleeve: "Chang'an, no matter how humble you are, you can't get him any cherishment, why don't you come back and be your princess, take it back Your pride."