I am neither beautiful nor crazy

He is such an extremely ferocious, yet extremely arrogant person who doesn't need others' understanding, pity and sympathy.

But it also cannot tolerate anyone's contempt and neglect.

"You've been kneeling all day, and your body can't take it anymore." Xiao Xiangling still knelt on the mat and spoke in a hoarse voice, as if holding back something.

However, Jiang Yu took this indifference as further contempt and mockery, and repeated the word "drawing the sword" in a low voice, this time even the ending sound of each word was a bit ruthless.

"Drink the porridge first." Xiao Xiangling got up, but he didn't intend to do anything at all, and even his voice softened a little, with some unconcealable helplessness and exhaustion in his tone.

But Jiang Yu was at the critical point of mental breakdown, and he didn't notice the abnormality of the other party at all.Seeing this, he turned around and stepped straight into the wind and snow outside the ancestral hall.

With his current state of mind, and his body that is almost exhausted, it can be said that he is looking for a dead end to go outside in single clothes.

But he was just dying.

His mind was so messed up that he couldn't think rationally at all, he just wanted to vent as much as he could, until there was no more energy left, no extra thoughts.

Jiang Yu opened the door and went out, trembling unconsciously when the cold wind hit his face, but then he picked up the soft sword that had just been left at the door under the terrified eyes of the guards.

There is another one next to it, the whole body is dark black, it is a bit longer and heavier than his.

He lifted the other one with his left hand and handed it to Xiao Xiangling.

The opponent finally took the sword.

They were not at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Jiang Yu stepped lightly, and the two came to the sparsely populated garden in the backyard.

In the winter solstice, it looks particularly bleak here, and the trees lack green branches and leaves, making them look bare.

Without saying a word, Jiang Yu had already set foot on the ground to accumulate power, and ten percent of the sword intent pierced against the wind and snow, and the air was about to stagnate at this moment.

On the night when the Prince's Hall was on fire, Xiao Xiangling had fought against Jiang Yu, so he knew his strength and his habit of using swords.

Or because of nature, Jiangyu always leaves some room for turning around when he draws his sword, and before the sword is drawn, it appears to be swift and fierce, but in fact, the angle and distance have been carefully considered.

Very different from now.

——No way, no way out.Without leaving any strength, the sword was drawn hastily, and it went straight to Xiao Xiangling's face.At first glance, it is an extremely tricky angle, but in fact it completely exposes one's weakness to the enemy.

Jiang Yu's move was obviously not a trick.

More like venting.

Or begging to die.

Naturally, Xiao Xiangling would not bear the sword forcefully, but dodged sideways, not even taking the black iron sword out of its sheath.

The swift and fierce blade of the soft sword slashed in front of him, cutting off a strand of long black hair all at once.

But Jiang Yu's attack was in the air, and the huge inertia could not be offset.

He could have used many methods such as footsteps, body skills, swords and flowers to calm down and stop. This is an introductory homework for every martial arts practitioner, and it is impossible for Jiang Yu to understand.

But he chose the stupidest, most damaging one.He insisted on using his own body to withstand two diametrically opposed pulling forces.The moment the body stopped, a mouthful of turbid blood was forced out from the chest cavity.

The bright red stained the white clothes, and also stained the white snow beneath her.

Like a plum blossom blooming in the polar region.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu seemed to be in a daze for a moment, but then he turned around indifferently, without any rest, and once again drew his sword at Xiao Xiangling with the utmost strength.

The light of the snow reflected the light of the sword, and the look in Jiang Yu's eyes flashed.

In an instant, Xiao Xiangling felt extremely familiar.

On the day when the Prince's Hall was on fire, when Jiang Yu drew his sword, his eyes were also so crazy.

Crazy to the point of recklessness, even life.

This is not an extreme state forced by special circumstances such as loss of strength and extreme sadness.

This is his normal state.

Xiao Xiangling didn't simply back away anymore. In desperation, the black epee came out of its sheath clangingly, only for defense and not for attack.

He deliberately held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and followed the force of Jiang Yu's sword, and used an uncomfortable sword flower to relieve the anger in the opponent's sword.

The epee that had cut the throats of countless people on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang was now like a huge container, containing all the strength in it.

Jiang Yu was still about to move, but Xiao Xiangling stepped forward first, and there was a loud sound of sharp blades colliding, which was as piercing as the friction between claws and teeth.

Immediately, Jiang Yu's soft sword was picked out by this embarrassment.It landed on the open space not far away, making a crisp "clang".

Taking advantage of the opponent's lost sword, Xiao Xiangling also jumped forward without hesitation, pulled Jiang Yu's collar with one hand, and then swung it against the wall.

The space for fighting suddenly became smaller, from facing each other with swords to fighting against each other.

It seemed to use a lot of strength, but it didn't feel very painful.Only the coldness of the wall came from the back of his head and neck, making Jiang Yu's shoulders subconsciously shrink back.

But the blood in his bones is forcing him to look up.

Only then did Xiao Xiangling notice that Jiang Yu's eyes had already turned red.

Under the pale skin, thick and gorgeous cinnabar seemed to flow in the blood vessels.Very red, but no tears.

That gaze was startling, but it also made people feel distressed.

"Jiangyu, wake up." Xiao Xiangling pressed the person tightly with his arms, and used his fingers to probe the cold back of the other's neck.

"Jiangyu!"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu gave up the struggle in his hands, and suddenly poked his head forward. Before the other party could react, he bit Xiao Xiangling's neck hard.

The first contact with the surface of the skin is a cool chill, but the next moment there is a beating pulse coming from below.With Jiang Yu's strength, the beating became faster and faster.

Afterwards, the teeth were filled with a little warm touch.

The smell of blood radiated wantonly from this small space, which seemed particularly inconsistent in this cold and indifferent snowy night.

The neck is an extremely private and dangerous part. It will never be left to the enemy in the battlefield, and it will never be left to the opponent in a duel.

There is no other reason for Jiang Yu to bite, just because this is the only exposed skin of the other party in the ice and snow.

Xiao Xiangling's muscles tensed instantly, and the hand on the back of Jiang Yu's neck was about to exert force suddenly.

But he hesitated for only a moment, the moment the pain exploded from his neck, the instinct engraved in his bones preceded the awareness of defense.

——He just locked the opponent's body more tightly.

And this posture - the arms are wrapped around the back, the upper body is tightly fitted, and the face is almost sideways pressed together, it has a hint of hugging.

"Stop messing around, Jiang Yu." Xiao Xiangling's shoulders were slightly relaxed, and in order not to cause the other party to have a stress reaction, he just gently pressed the back of the other party's neck with his hand, "The porridge that Gu Yuan cooked for you all night is almost cold , that old-fashioned Xia Zhixing is still staying up in your dormitory, insisting on waiting for you to go back."

Jiang Yu obviously froze in place.

"Open your eyes and see that the window lattice is covered with a layer of ice fog, which is very beautiful."

After a long time, Jiang Yu broke free from the nightmare he had just been in a trance, and his expression became slightly clearer.And above the head that was so conflicted and entangled that it almost burst, there seemed to be a gentle voice coming.

The temperature was extremely inconsistent with the embarrassment of his body, but it was clearly placed there, and even the biting cold wind was shielded from the outside.

It was only then that Jiang Yu realized the strong smell of blood in his mouth, and a few strands of blood red flowed down the opponent's neck, and instantly froze in the extremely low temperature.

He hastily let go.

From Xiao Xiangling's perspective, Jiang Yu could only see that Jiang Yu seemed to wake up suddenly, and his stiff body gradually relaxed.

But breathing became more and more unsteady.

He is shaking.

Xiao Xiangling didn't speak again, but just held Jiang Yu's head near his shoulder.And the inconspicuous height difference between the two made Jiang Yu's face completely buried in Xiao Xiangling's clothes.

More like a silent acquiescence.

The cold wind had stopped at some point, and the traces of the two people's fight just now were extremely obvious in the snow, and there was also a touch of red marks in it, which was particularly glaring.

Xiao Xiangling thought that the other party would at least cry happily, but Jiang Yu only gradually calmed down.Even the slight trembling eventually returned to tranquility with the wind and snow.

Only the crooked moon in the sky is left.