Trying to keep clean every day

After nightfall, the last quarter moon shines brightly and dimly, like a silver hook cutting into the dark sky.

The sky is getting colder, the cold wind passes through the window paper, and the dead leaves after autumn hit the window, soaking through the silent back, and he is a little cold.He was also a little tired, too lazy to quarrel with Duan Xiao, he tidied up the mattress on his own, leaving only Duan Xiao's back, and treated him coldly.

When he just entered the door, Shen An only cared about Zhao Mulan's nonsense past, and his mind was full of thoughts. He wanted to find Duan Xiao to solve the confusion, but he didn't agree, and instead got angry. But he didn't notice Duan Xiao's strangeness at all.At this time, his back was facing Duan Xiao, and he couldn't see the scarlet corners of Duan Xiao's eyes, and the hatred he was desperately suppressing in his eyes.

Under the wide black sleeves, Duan Xiao's clenched fingers trembled slightly, and he didn't even notice that his nails were embedded in the flesh. He could have held it back.Hatred tortured him, but it also supported him and spurred him. Over the years, he had learned how to live peacefully with hatred.

Unexpectedly, a silent rhetorical question would set Duan Xiao on fire, so that such a cold and aloof person would be so embarrassed that his hatred would be overwhelmed, mixed with twisted hatred that scratches his heart and liver, and he will be presumptuous for a while.

Shen An had just smoothed the last fold of the mattress when a bone-chilling hand suddenly pinched the back of his neck from behind, and his fingertips gradually tightened with sticky warmth.His knuckles were long and pale, stained with blood, Duan Xiao's own blood.

The force in his hand was gentle and cruel, and his mind went blank for a moment of silence, he forgot about the pain and fear, the chill spread from the back of his neck to the tailbone, and he went numb.

"Yes, I have no sympathy."

Duan Xiao's hand suddenly pressed down hard to the bottom, the hand was extremely heavy, his silent body bent [-] degrees and directly pressed against the mattress, half of his face was pressed tightly against the pillow, he could hardly breathe, the flesh on his face Scratched by the hard pillow, it was hot and painful, the corners of the lips were squeezed and deformed, the saliva dripped out uncontrollably, and there was a faint smell of blood in the mouth.

Damn, I've been used to you for a few days, and I really think of myself as a master!

Shen An has always thought that he is a calm and calm person who advocates rationality and wisdom under the influence of scientific and cultural education, but if he is rational enough, he shouldn't confront Duan Xiao at this moment.After all, the important thing in Shen An's life is to prevent Duan Xiao from blackening, the more noisy the fight, the more irrational, and the intensification of conflicts now is adding fuel to the fire.

Shen Han didn't add fuel to the fire, he just carried a gas tank over.

Duan Xiao really annoyed him all of a sudden.The bloody smell in his mouth stimulated his nerves, and Duan Xiao's violent emotions infected him. All the bad things he experienced since passing through the book rolled into a fireball in Shen Xuan's heart, and he was eager to speak.

Shen An doesn't want to quarrel, but just wants to fight, the kind that punches to the flesh.

It should be as hearty as when one person singled out three wretched pickpockets when he acted bravely.Shen An vaguely remembered that the result of being brave and righteous was not praised by anyone, only the injuries and the "teachings" of his parents and elders remained:

"If you hurt the muscles and bones in your hands, how can you have an operation? Your uncle and aunt usually praise you for being smart. I think you are too smart today. The older you get, the less sensible you will be."

"Look at what your dad said, I don't care if you are a doctor or not, but those thieves, they all carry knives, you are in your twenties, how much do you want your mother to worry about, they are not If you touch your hands and feet, why are you in the limelight?"

Shen An couldn't remember whether it was a grievance at that time, or a sense of guilt towards his parents, but the joy of getting rid of those little bastards and sending them to the police station, Shen An will remember for the rest of his life.It's not that being brave for righteousness makes him look good, but it's so cool to act wild once in a while and do whatever he wants.

"Can you stop being like a mad dog?"

Shen An didn't know where the strength came from, and Duan Xiao never thought that he was going to fight with him, but he broke free.

Shen Xuan raised the back of his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. It was caused by the broken skin in his mouth, which was caused by his teeth. In the past, oral ulcers and sores were extremely painful, but now Shen Xuan's cheeks are numb due to the pain.Yes, Duan Xiao has been kind to him for saving his life several times, but every penny counts for one penny.

He glared at Duan Xiao angrily, and raised his hand to slap him in the face. Just when his palm was about to hit him, he saw Duan Xiao's bloodless face clearly. crazy.The pain revealed in the blink of an eye is like a good soul being torn in two.I didn't pay attention, what kind of stimulation did I get?

Shen An hesitated for a moment, and Duan Xiao grabbed the outstretched hand, and the strength of his hand almost crushed his wrist.

No matter how fast he wiped, Duan Xiao also saw the blood on the corner of Shen Mu's mouth, and his cold fingers trembled slightly:

"sorry."

Shen An was feeling awkward in his heart, the person who started the fire might as well shut up, the more he was provoked, the more motivated he would be, yesterday I apologized today you apologized, can it be just a matter of saying sorry for each person?

The wrist was caught, but it didn't affect the normal movement of the arm. He suddenly bent his elbow, lowered his body forward, and smashed his elbow into Duan Xiao's chest.

This time Duan Xiao didn't fight back at all, and didn't know how to resist, Shen An directly pushed him down to the ground, his fists fell on his face like raindrops, he felt boring after hitting him a few times, the people under him remained motionless, He's not violent.

Why did he suddenly turn into a poor little boy who was slaughtered by others?Shen silently made provocative words, quite reckless:

"Why don't you fight back?"

"Get up and play a game with me."

Duan Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Shen An, because one corner of his mouth was swollen, the mark on one side of his cheek was bruised, and the shape of the face on both sides became asymmetrical, which was a bit weird, but he didn't think it was ugly.He couldn't see his face, but the punches he received just now were all in place, and he probably would only be more embarrassed, so he suddenly smiled, and stretched out his hand very easily:

"Okay, pull me up."

If Duan Xiao directly attacked him, even if it was punching and kicking, he wouldn't care, it would be his skin itching.But this faint smile made him feel like a little sheep under the jaws of a tiger, but the outstretched hand was hanging in the air, constantly tempting him to pull it. Get out, hold that hand.

After Duan Xiao took advantage of the situation, Wu'an kindly forced Shen An to retreat again and again, scratching in a panic with one step and two steps, knocking down a pot of Phalaenopsis on the table, the good bones fell to the ground, and the crimson pink petals , with the broken pottery fragments and soil, emitting bursts of fragrance, directly turned into spring mud, and did not end up in the slightest.

There was no way for Shen Han to retreat, his back was already against the cold wall, Duan Xiao swallowed, and suddenly grabbed Shen Hang's Adam's Apple, without any force in his hand, he just pressed the thin layer of skin, feeling its pressure Sliding back and forth on the weakest bones of his men.

Shen Han's whole body was stiff, his saliva could not flow back, and even the blood in his limbs was frozen. He was not afraid, but nervous.

Duan Xiao leaned close to his ear, sighed slightly, and his warm exhalation and cold tone fell into his ears at the same time:

"There's nothing you can do if you don't forgive me. You're right, I'm a mad dog."

The word "mad dog", Shen An hadn't had time to taste it carefully, Duan Xiao bit the side of his neck, his teeth pierced the skin, swallowing the warm blood.

In the final analysis, Duan Xiao was jealous.

He was jealous of that Chao Mulan, who could be missed by Shen An like this.I hate this kind of self again. I have nothing but hatred and no life. I can live to be 20 years old at most... Such a self is dirty and not worthy of forgiveness. It doesn't matter if I forgive or not.

"Depend on......"

Shen An wanted to scold the street early in the morning, he was really a mad dog, his heart was very dry, his breathing became heavy and short, it was too wrong, he didn't want to play anymore, and said violently:

"If you can choke me to death today, you will win. If you can't choke me, let go and get the hell out of here."

These words are ugly, but they are useful, Duan Xiao finally stopped fighting against his neck, and pushed him away silently.

Duan Xiao staggered back a few steps, looked at his face, and felt in a daze, that he had never seen a more downcast expression than this in his life.

Duan Xiao has never met such a person who can make him lose control. He has put down the shame of being a human being to do evil, but he can't do it halfway. He has never been sober. Hate him and force him not to forgive him, then this life will be like this, his life is too short, Shen An can only just become a passerby.

If there is still a slight possibility, if Shen Han still doesn't give up on himself, then don't blame...

Depressed and depressed, he pretended to be calm: "You sleep on the floor tonight, and this matter will be exposed. You really cheered me up by saying that you are a mad dog. I don't blame you, so how can I forgive you? Isn't it just that young people are angry Well, there’s nothing that can’t be solved by one fight, if one fight doesn’t work, then two.”

It was rare to lie alone, the bed was much more spacious, only Shen Han knew that his heart was beating really fast just now, and this time he played too much.

It's not just one person who is feeling restless, Duan Xiao is thinking over and over again about those crazy obsessions and obsessions, then...

...Don't blame me for locking him in the palm of my hand all my life.

Duan Xiao licked the blood off his lips, it was still warm, with a dull taste.With his back turned to Shenlan, he lay on the ground staring at Yue'er's hook, the angle of view was different from usual.Duan Xiao smiled, feeling cold all night long.

Yongzhou, Xuanjianzong.

It was late at night, and the candles were still bright in front of the hall.Cui Hexuan, the suzerain, stands in front of the hall, and a plaque hangs high on the hall, which reads "Gao Feng Liang Jie", and the word "Jie" is missing a few strokes due to disrepair for a long time.Cui Hexuan wears a crown with a bun, silk shoes and clean socks on the soles of his feet, and the white clothes on his body are spotless. The glossy brocade inner jacket is matched with the snow-white gauze on the outside, and it is exquisite from head to toe.

It's a pity that I can't see the face of this "specialist" clearly, because half of his face is covered with a mask.

A disciple knocked on the door and entered, the suzerain had summoned him.He sneaked a glance at the masked face, wondering more than once why such a fairy-like suzerain always wears a mask?Of course, he absolutely dare not ask, after all, he has not lived enough, and he still has a wife and children to support.

Feeling that someone was staring at his face, killing intent flashed by, Cui Hexuan unnaturally helped the mask on his face, coughed lightly, and said to the people around him: "Is there any new news from Zhehua Villa?"

That disciple was also wearing white clothes, what the suzerain required, not only him but everyone should pay attention to it.But this disciple is not as white as the suzerain, he is black, wearing white clothes, his face looks dark, even the black bird he is holding is particularly black.That's not a black bird. It's scientific name is the Night Owl, and Shen An once picked up its feathers in Fanzong.

The disciple took out the note from the letter tied to Yin Yexiao's leg, respectfully:

"The letter sent to the head of Zhehua has not been answered yet, that old man Cheng Yunkai is stubborn, and he must not want to hand it over."

"In addition, Elder He said that he was safe for the time being. At that time, he took care to make a buckle. Not only did he cleanse himself, but he also helped us get rid of a Nascent Soul stage master in Zhehua Villa. That person was driven down the mountain, and there is no possibility of helping him in the future. The Void Spirit Body is in the villa, and there is one dreaded master missing, and he said that this is a good time for us to apply pressure."

The disciple hesitated for a moment, and added: "He also said that he wanted to ask for more pills to stabilize his cultivation."

Cui Hexuan sneered: "What kind of elder, he is just a dog who wags his tail and begs for mercy. Xingwen, let me tell you a truth, the more useless he is, the more he dares to dream. People who can't practice at all rely on the moment of pills. As a result, I really thought it was me, and I still can't forget about Ascension."

"But what he said is right, now is indeed a good time. When I choose an auspicious day, I will go up to the mountain to pay a visit in person. Even if it is for the righteousness of the world, I will not tolerate the existence of such crooked sects."

"As for the Xisui Pill, if he wants it, you send Yin Yexiao and give it to him again. I'm afraid that he won't be able to bear it if he eats the pill from the villa. He's not crazy enough."

The author has something to say: The author yelled halfway through eating melons: Let's fight! Let's fight! Let's fight!