The days when black and white live together

Xie Liao quietly looked at Zhang Yu's indifferent expression upstairs, as if the person standing downstairs was not the lover he once liked, or maybe it was just a nasty toad who made a mess of his life and even wanted to eat swans Meat, it's just ridiculous.

He found that he was very entangled and didn't know what to do. He was the one who was hurt, but at this moment he felt that he couldn't face the other party.

What to ask: Why did you hurt me, why did you abandon me, why did you do this?

If his answer is: because I don't love you anymore.

Then what should he do? What will he do for the rest of his life?Why is this world so ridiculous?Obviously at the beginning, the person I loved first was obviously not him, but why, I was so inexplicably abandoned?

Seeing that he probably couldn't really get in touch with him today, and didn't think clearly about what he should ask, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to wait until he figured out what to say before coming to see him.

If Zhang Yu's goal is really him, then whenever he wants to see him, he can.

But even though he had figured it out in his heart, his brain was still reluctant to let go of that person's face. Thinking of when he would be able to see him again, every step he took, he couldn't help but want to turn around and look at that person. People, will they soften their hearts because of him?

But until the end, he didn't...

When it was almost invisible, Xie Liao felt that his heart was almost pierced by thousands of knives. Not only were there countless holes in it, but it was still bleeding, and it rotted over time, maggots, bit by bit. It reminds me that I want to send my heart up to be trampled on like a fool.

Why, why did you treat me like this, what did I do wrong, what did I do wrong! ! ! ! ! !

The anger and grief in his heart dominated all his rationality in an instant, and he almost forgot what he was doing in the next second, until he flicked his wrist, and Potian, who was hidden in it, appeared in midair without hesitation, and As he took off, he slid in the air with a rounded arc, and the jet-black sword light revealed a touch of extreme black in the night, and faintly revealed a touch of dark red according to the mood of the master.

He heard himself whispering in Zhang Yu's ear with a hoarse voice, "Yu, do you think I will let you go so easily?" There was a commotion in his head, and the next moment his body It seemed to be dominated by something, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

"Demon Priest, are you awake?" Zhang Yu's voice seemed to be trying to hide his surprise, but after a second, he regained his composure and became deep in thought.

"You are sober so easily, if you let Hades know that he will not die of excitement." A sneer appeared in his mouth, as if he was laughing at that person's deliberate deliberation, even not hesitating to support his own enemy, it is simply powerful enough.

"No, you're wrong. I haven't recovered. It's just temporarily intruding into his consciousness and controlling his thinking." The strange thing is that the demon priest didn't do anything to him. After holding it casually and throwing it into the bedroom, when the wrist of the other hand was flipped, the barrier outside the house took shape again.

"I'll give you the answer, so you won't have to worry about it all the time." He explained.

"Hmph," Zhang Yu was extremely ungrateful, and after a cold snort, he half leaned on the bed and looked at him, frowning tightly, and Leng Sheng mocked: "You are honest, tell me this fact, and you are not afraid of me." Just take Xie Liao's soul away, and then you will die so badly."

Hearing the deep malice in these words, the demon priest just gave him a half-hearted look, held Zhang Yu down without hesitation, and then untied his bathrobe .

Zhang Yu's pupils constricted in an instant, and his heart skipped a beat. Could this guy... want to rape a corpse?His current physical condition is indeed no different from that of a corpse. This guy doesn't have such a strong taste.

He squeezed his lips tightly and did not speak. At this moment, his body did not react at all. His hands were pressed on the pillow, and he could only let the demon priest open his bathrobe, and then he saw the scar on his chest. There are deep sword marks.

"It's been so long, haven't you recovered yet?" As if sighing and talking to himself, the demon priest quietly looked at the masterpiece he made by himself, and couldn't see any emotion in his eyes for a while. .

"Wounded by the sky, what way can we get rid of him in this world?" Zhang Yu seemed to think it was ridiculous, Zhang Yu gave him a cold look, then turned his head and stopped looking at him, but the next second, he was a little surprised Looking at the demon priest, he lowered his head and gently kissed the wound.

Such an intimate move made Zhang Yu's whole body stiffen quickly. He obviously didn't feel anything in his body anymore, but the atmosphere at this moment made his mind inexplicably recall some long-term memories, and his body couldn't help shivering. Just as he was about to dodge upwards, he saw a pitch-black sword light flashing by. Before he could think about what it was, something cold had penetrated from his heart and shoulders the next moment.

He was a little surprised to see the blood dripping from the demon priest's wrist. The black blood seeped down the wound that could never be closed. At this moment, they have gradually recovered.

There is a powerful force in the blood. With the strength of the soul, the senses of the body have long since disappeared. At this moment, Zhang Yu is forcibly receiving this power that does not belong to him. He trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The powerful force made him almost feel that his soul was about to leave this body, and his body began to move involuntarily, but being held so tightly by someone, he couldn't help struggling, and whispered: "Let go!" I, I don't, I don't need it, your fake kindness, ah."

The man on his body was expressionless, and ruthlessly touched the wound on his wrist with Zhang Yu's wound to make the blood flow faster. Looking at Zhang Yu's eyes, even the fingers that grabbed his wrist were shaking. He couldn't help trembling slightly, and he seemed to have finally softened his heart. He lowered his head and kissed his temples, and comforted him in a low voice: "Although it is not as good as Jiupan's blood, it is more suitable for your body, but it is barely enough for your daily life."

Zhang Yu lay on the bed with dazed eyes, looked at the man's gesture of gently pressing down, and said weakly: "Sooner or later, I will kill you."

The demon priest glanced at him quietly, and then said calmly: "I know, we will wait and see." After kissing the corner of his mouth, he smiled casually.

"This seat also wants to know where you have come. Let me see your progress."