Mr. Fu is always too annoying

And on this day, Xizhao didn't wait too long, and saw it soon.

Just after Fu Qianyuan left.

Without the blessing of the Lord of Mountains and Rivers, Long Xun Mountain is a piece of cake that is full of temptation and within reach. Countless spirits flock to it. They come here with malice, laughing and wreaking havoc on Long Xun Mountain, and finally set their sights on that The body of the person Fu Qianyuan put in his heart to protect.

Meng Qi.

The flower in the greenhouse, a cub who hasn't really seen the law of the jungle, can't even lift a knife, is too weak, anyone can bully him unscrupulously, watch him cry, watch him collapse, Seeing him struggling in the dirty mud, but there is nothing he can do.

Yesterday was the world, today is hell.

Desperation, numbness, collapse... All kinds of unbearables covered the once carefree face little by little, and then in exchange for an even more ferocious smile from the tyrant.

They are like this, and so are the photos of rhinoceros.

He looked at all this happily, the deformed desire in his heart was constantly growing wildly, his eyes were fixed on Meng Qi, and he refused to move away for a second.

Right, that is it.

He laughed silently in the dark corner, his expression distorted into a weird arc due to excitement.

Just cry like this, struggle, sink, sink into the darkest abyss, and when you have nothing and can't see a little light, I will personally send you away from this world.

At that time, everything he lost will come back, and everything he wants will no longer be just wishful thinking. He and Fu Qianyuan will have a warmer home, speak more tender love words, and return to Longyuan together, where they were born together. The place has gone through countless years for the rest of my life.

Is there anything more wonderful than letting the person you hate die in the most miserable state in despair with your own hands, and then move on to happy years?

Just thinking about it, Xi Zhao felt that he couldn't control the almost maniacal laugh in his heart.

That was the happiest time in Xizhao's life. He thought this was the ending he was about to see, but he didn't expect that on that day, everything changed suddenly. He walked out, glanced indifferently, then raised his knife, and after that, there was a snowstorm of sharp blades and countless hideous bones.

And this person saw a new life in the wind and snow and bones.

……why?

Wouldn't it be good to just disappear from this world?Why are you still in my way?

Xizhao looked at all this distortedly, and smiled sinisterly for a long time.

It's okay, it's okay... he said to himself.

Everything has not really come to an end, and this ending will be presented by him.

Xizhao decided to do it himself.

So that night, after seeing Meng Qi falling asleep exhaustedly, he held his long halberd, quietly entered the home of Meng Qi and Fu Qianyuan that he hated, and pointed the tip of the sharp blade at Meng Qi. Qi's heart, thrust down with all his strength.

He came here with the intention of killing, and didn't intend to leave any room for Meng Qi, but in the end he still failed to do so—the same golden barrier as before appeared between him and Meng Qi, giving Meng Qi a warm welcome. The indestructible shelter, the dormant knife next to him also flew into the air at the same time, piercing his Ni Lin with a dragon roar.

The enchantment covered with bright golden lights is Fu Qianyuan's protection for his beloved, and it is also a rule that Xizhao is unwilling but has to obey.

And that knife, the aura on it was also familiar to him, it was actually forged by Fu Qianyuan with his own blood and soul for Meng Qi.

Meng Qi had everything he could not ask for.

Why? !

At that moment, the jealousy and hatred in Xizhao's heart surged to the extreme, he stared at the knife, and clearly saw his hideous and distorted appearance in the reflection of the knife's surface.

Hate, hate too much.

And this kind of hatred, in the end, he could only endure it, or in other words, he was forced to choose to endure it.

Fu Qianyuan shouldered the responsibilities he should bear, and was severely injured for this. He was sent by Heavenly Dao to sleep under the dragon veins of Longxun Mountain with scars all over his body. Fu Qianyuan fell asleep in Longyuan.

Look, Heaven has never been willing to take care of him. Obviously he and Fu Qianyuan were born in Longyuan together, but he refused to let them be together even in deep sleep, but was sent to different places.

This deep sleep lasted for more than 500 years.

After waking up, Fu Qianyuan went to Meng Qi with his dragon-scale perception, or Fu Tong, who was born to stand on the clouds and look down on all living beings. He found someone but dared not see him. After hiding around Fu Tong and watching him secretly for many days, finally Choosing to use a roundabout way, he walked up to him cautiously.

Xizhao hid in the dark and watched all this, his heart was burning with jealousy, almost burning him up.

Meng Qi, Meng Qi.

This was the man before, and he still is.

How could there be such an annoying person in this world?

The desire to get rid of Meng Qi gradually surged in my heart, surpassing everything, but what should I do?

——Let’s leave it to Heaven.

After thinking for a long time, Xizhao finally had the answer.

An abominable person like him should be reduced to ashes under the punishment of God, just like the few gnaws before him.

Grinding into ashes in madness is the destination he should have.

With this in mind, he will plan step by step in the future, until today, he has suffered a crushing defeat.

Sure enough, from the beginning to the end, he was not the one favored.

……

The story ends abruptly here.

Xizhao laughed self-deprecatingly, and turned his head to look at Fu Tong with indescribable hatred in his eyes: "I really can't figure it out, what's so good about you, what's the difference between me and you? Why can you get everything I want? Everything, but I can only go to this point?"

His resentment, jealousy and unwillingness have not diminished for many years, even when it is time to end.

There was no emotion in Fu Tong's eyes: "Where is the difference, didn't you already know it?"

Xizhao's eyes flickered: "What do you mean?"

After finishing speaking, seeing Fu Tong take a step forward, he just sat down next to him regardless of the scarlet blood on the ground, and the voice followed, softly.

"Sick, neurotic, out of ten monsters."

"Hell and darkness are the best places for you to stay. You are born to belong here, little monster."

"You should hide in the dark corner and linger on. What kind of light are you chasing? Suicide."

"I really want you to see my expression now, the jealousy and gloom that cannot be hidden, it's really ugly."

"..."

These are the words Fu Tong heard every day when he was immersed in the phantom of the Three Tribulations spell. He remembered every word clearly. He was almost tortured by these words to the point of madness, but now he can use such a calm voice, Rephrase them little by little.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to look at Xizhao, his eyes were peaceful and transparent, hitting Xizhao's heart directly.

"...Don't say it." Xizhao's voice trembled, looking at Fu Tong with fear and panic in his eyes.

But it's too late.

Fu Tong lowered his eyebrows, and his words rang softly in Xizhao's ears.

"These words, are you talking about me, or yourself?"

"..."

The most obscure place in his heart was stabbed, Xi Zhao's eyes were scarlet, his throat made an extremely sharp sound, and he struggled frantically. The halberd kept shaking behind the two of them, and the tip of the blade slowly aimed at Fu Tong. .

Fu Tong raised the knife expressionlessly, and slammed it down on Xizhao's heart.

A knife.

Xi Zhao's body hesitated suddenly, and the trembling halberd behind him fell silent.

"How does it feel to hide in the dark and spy on others? Come on, tell me, who is the dying person in the dark corner?"

Two knives.

"Who is the person who is not worthy of walking into the light, but only worthy of sinking in the cold abyss?"

Three knives.

"I really want you to see my expression now, the jealousy and gloom that cannot be hidden, it's really ugly."

Four knives.

"At the beginning you told me that I was neither Meng Qi nor Fu Tong, but just a violent and twisted fake. At that time, I was wronged by your words, but now I want to understand."

"Whether it's Meng Qi or Fu Tong, it's still me after all, and what about you?"

"Tell me, who do you think you are?"

Five knives.

"Don't tell me? Then let me tell you."

"Sick, neurotic, out of ten monsters."

"Hell and darkness are the most suitable places for you to stay. You are born to belong here, and this is your final destination."

……

37 dollars.

Behind the sharp blade came the heart-breaking words. These words that Xizhao said to Fu Tong before were all fed back to Xizhao, and every word was engraved into his heart and soul.

Fu Tong flicked off the blood on the knife, and after the last knife, he looked at Xizhao indifferently.

"The 37 knives are the number of times you stabbed my heart in those dreams. Now, I will return them all to you."

It was quiet again.

Xizhao was lying on the ground, more and more blood was seeping from his body, his pupils were gray and white, so dark that he could hardly see anything clearly.

Xizhao knew that his life was fading, but he was still laughing.

"Is it? Is it over? In my life, my desires, my pain, and my torment are about to end, but what about you?"

"Do you understand the reason why Fu Qianyuan left without saying goodbye? Why didn't he tell you? You don't know yet, do you? You don't mind this matter. If you can't get out, he won't say. Where is the future for the two of you? ? How far can you go?"

"It's just torturing each other."

"I'm about to die in the abyss where the sun doesn't see the light, and the relationship between the two of you is the same. You want to be buried here with me."

"No one can escape."

Xi Zhao laughed softly, the laughter was hoarse and ferocious in the darkness, but at this moment, he heard Fu Tong's voice sounded again, a very calm sentence——

"Who said I didn't know?"

Xizhao was startled, and looked at Fu Tong with a pair of gray eyes. Fu Tong met his eyes, and his voice was still flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Fu Qianyuan left without saying goodbye because he had to take on some of the responsibilities he was born with. He didn't tell me because he transferred all the merits he gained from undertaking these to me."

"This is a deception of the way of heaven."

"People who are favored by the Dao of Heaven are always under the Dao of Heaven's surveillance, so it's not that he refuses to speak out, but he can't. Once he speaks out and is known by the Dao of Heaven, he will only get backlash and punishment."

"...a punishment that is worse than God's punishment, a punishment that I simply cannot bear."

Fu Tong bowed his head, and calmly put away the knife in his hand under Xi Zhao's ashen and disbelieving eyes.

"Don't say it, it's the last protection he can give me now."

"That's it."

He looked at Xizhao and said softly.

It is not a question sentence, but an affirmative statement that has already been transparent and has no waves at all.