[Comprehensive] Tragic Character Recycle Bin

At the end of the song, Zhu Yuyan put down her pipa and gently stroked her ears and temples.She stared at Song Que from a distance, her eyes sparkled like a spring of water. "Xiao Que, I like you so much, do you...do you like her too?"

Her voice was so gentle and expectant, full of affection.Song Que was almost bewitched by it, and blurted out "I like it".But he firmly restrained this urge, and even bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up with pain.

"You are helping Xi Ying, you and I are enemies, how can there be friendship?" Song Que lowered his eyelids, his eyes were full of intelligence, "Let's do it."

After saying this, he didn't give Zhu Yuyan a chance to speak, he drew his sword and waved his fingers, the movement was extremely smooth, without any hesitation.Zhu Yuyan flew away and looked back, eyes full of surprise and disbelief.Her first reaction was to explain, but when she saw Xi Ying break free from confusion and attack Song Que, she changed her mind and leaned crookedly against the pillar, which turned out to be a good show.

That Ying Zi Qi Tian Luo is not yet perfect, but it has a bit of a posture to make a move.With both hands interlaced and opened, dozens of hairsprings wove into a net and overturned.However, Song Que was able to pursue him for thousands of miles not only because of his family background, but seeing him with a long knife in his hand, he could either chop or block.Opening the way with a knife light, his footwork seems elusive but extremely steady, pressing every step of the way, pushing Xi Ying to a corner, and he had to ask Zhu Yuyan for help.

"Yuyan still doesn't help me!" Xi Ying blocked Song Que's blade, and shouted that he was already dejected.

Zhu Yuyan smiled lightly, with sparkles in her eyes, she looked at Song Que affectionately, "The surname Xi is really ridiculous, how did you and I know each other so well, he is on the side of Song Lang—"

After listening to Xi Ying's throat growl, he didn't know whether it was sorrow or anger, and there was a strange purple glow in his eyes, staring at Song Que and sneering.After a while, he saw his hair and beard flying scatteredly, and the invisible energy blowing up his robe until it swelled and burst.The whole body was full of true energy, and the momentum climbed to the peak, and the offensive suddenly tripled.

He bit his lips tightly and said nothing, but blood still slid down his lips.This kind of rebellious move is almost like burning one's life, and there must be a time limit for the fish to die.And what he gambled on was whether he could win or lose within the time limit.

Song Que was only a line above Xi Ying, and he was a little tired after playing for a long time. Suddenly, he was attacked by Xi Ying, who was three times as long, and naturally fell behind quickly.

At first, Zhu Yuyan could still smile and watch the fun, but when Xi applied the secret technique, she stopped smiling. She stopped when she tried to make a move a few times, and only frowned to see Song Que turned into a bloody man by Yousi's air net.

A quarter of an hour later, when Song Que was about to be unable to hold on and Xi Ying's secret technique was about to be exhausted, Zhu Yuyan just swung the Heavenly Demon Belt to restrain Xi Ying's limbs, allowing Song Que's sword light to cut off his vitality.

At that time, Song Que was already seriously injured, his body was bloodstained and crumbling.The description is very embarrassing.Zhu Yuyan took back the demon belt, as if she didn't see the bloodstain on Song Que's body, she stepped forward a few steps, hooked the man's waist and hugged him close to her.She had a smile on her face, and her voice was gentle and affectionate, "Xiao Que, I have already said that I am on your side... Go to sleep, I will take you to heal your injuries..."

Song Que tightened his fingers, but his arm weakly tried to break free.He frantically warned in his mind, reminding himself that Zhu Yuyan was coaxing him again, but his consciousness was lost in Zhu Yuyan's soft and charming voice, and he fell into a deep sleep.

It was a very mysterious feeling.She sat by the bed, silently guarding an unconscious man.The bamboo shadow outside the window was slanting, and the pale golden light spread smoothly on the man through the window sill.Her soul seems to be divided into two halves, one half is obsessed with persistent love, the other half is calm and calculating, and she is careful not to fall into it completely.

Song Que's face was as pale as after losing blood. He didn't need to be injured like this. If Zhu Yuyan made a move earlier, he didn't even need to draw the knife.But Zhu Yuyan didn't know why, so she didn't help prematurely.Perhaps it was a feeling that Song Que would not want her to stand in front of him.Although the killing seat should be an understatement to her, to Song Que it was a serious injury and a coma.

She raised her hand, and her fingertips slid down the man's cheek.An invisible touch made Zhu Yuyan couldn't help showing a sincere smile, which was light and sweet, without any temptation.

Such a simple bamboo house, the sound of birds and insects, infinite peace and warmth.She seemed to have shed the shell of the Queen of Yin, without the intrigues of the world, without the burden of the Holy Gate, and turned into an ordinary peasant girl, quietly waiting for her beloved, ordinary but pure and free.

The shackles that were stagnated by Shi Zhixuan suddenly loosened, she felt relaxed, and even the hatred was not so clear.Zhu Yuyan knew that at this moment, with such a situation, she had already completed falling in love.When she completely let go of her hatred for Shi Zhixuan, and even fell in love with Song Que, the Heavenly Demon No. 18 floor also broke through.

I have to say that Zhu Yuyan used a very lucky and risky way.When she discovered that Song Que was the opportunity for her to break through, she didn't completely cast the seeds on Song Que, but continued to use her love and hatred for Shi Zhixuan as the foundation.Enter love with hatred, and then fall in love with Song Que, let go of hatred and make love.

This is simply too risky.Once it succeeds, it not only means that the Heavenly Demon has broken through the eighteenth level, but also means that she may be immersed in "falling in love with Song Que" and cannot extricate herself.The love and hatred of the Sky Witch are extremely pure and extreme.She didn't know if she could get out in time after the breakthrough. If she couldn't, if she was betrayed again, it would definitely be another bloody storm.

But so what?It's okay to die in the morning and evening, but if you can let go of the regrets of the past, death is worth it.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuyan's eyes became softer, and there was a resolute and unrepentant affection in her eyes.This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Song Que who had just woken up. He felt as if he had been hit hard, his eyes changed a few times, he was puzzled and shocked, he almost couldn't help but wanted to believe, but he stopped at the moment and maintained his indifference.

"Xiao Que woke up." Zhu Yuyan touched Song Que's open eyes, smiling like a flower, "You slept all night but are you hungry? I'd better go cook some porridge for you."

Her two beautiful eyebrows are naturally black, her eyes are like lacquer, and she suddenly smiles like a hundred flowers blooming, looking forward to the sky, with the charm and gentleness of her daughter's family in her beauty, which is very touching.

Song Que shook his head, and as far as he could see, he realized that his clothes were all stripped off, his chest was wet, and the wound was covered with medicine and bandages.Thinking of certain possibilities, his face inevitably changed.

"My clothes..." He was in a coma all night, his voice was extremely hoarse, and when he spoke, he felt his throat was dry and it was difficult to speak.

Zhu Yuyan hurriedly poured a bowl of tea, and took over the conversation, "They took it off for you, and the wounds on your body were all medicines given by them, and no one else did it at all."

Her eyes sparkled and her expression was calm, as if she had only done an insignificant thing.Seeing this, Song Que was indescribably depressed.He glanced coldly, pursed his lips and turned away from her.

Zhu Yuyan was not angry when she saw him like this, especially when she noticed that the base of his ears were reddish, but she felt very real, awkward and cute.Then he went around Song Que's ear with one hand and held up his head and neck, and brought the white porcelain bowl to Song Que's mouth with the other hand, and said angrily, "Your clothes are completely stained with blood, it's not easy to apply the medicine, and you're afraid of getting it." Dirty people's bed."

He leaned down again, and said in an ambiguous voice, "Speaking of which, Xiao Que's white skin is really wonderful, it can be compared to a woman, and it makes people... reluctant to let go."

While saying the last sentence, Zhu Yuyan actually lowered her head, and the tip of her tongue slid along Song Que's exposed shoulder bones.The tip of her tongue was moist and warm, a bit of her flesh slid from her shoulder to her collarbone, and the hot breath in her mouth was swallowed, deliberately caressing on the surface of the skin.Song Que's throat moved, and he felt a numbness in his neck, it seemed to be uncomfortably itchy, but also extremely comfortable and stimulating.

Hearing the muffled voice from the man's throat made Zhu Yuyan become more and more exuberant. She only wanted to tease him with sketches, but now she changed her mind.She lowered her eyebrows, bent one knee to the edge of the bed, bent over, deliberately made the two plump snow peaks on her chest hang down to Song Que's chest, squeezed slightly and moved smoothly.However, the tip of the tongue changed from the previous light slippery, and pressed down hard to find a slippery place, rotated and sucked, and even took two rows of teeth, biting gently.

Sometimes, a slight pain is more exciting than a blind caress.Song Que's body trembled, and a stream of fiery flames flowed from the place where his neck touched to his lower abdomen, and his emotions rose in an instant.

"The witch..."

He gritted his teeth and choked out these two words in a hoarse voice, his hands almost penetrated the bed board, but he didn't make any resistance.

Zhu Yuyan let go of her mouth when she heard this, and closed her eyes to look at him, her eyes were soft and seductive, "Song Lang is right, she is a witch. This witch not only wants to eat your flesh, but also... whoever eats you, eats you my heart..."

After finishing speaking, she drank a big mouthful of tea and tossed the bowl with one hand, seemingly casually, but actually placed it on the table accurately, without spilling a single drop of water.Then leaned over again and fed it into Song Que's mouth.

This person was still resisting at the beginning, but he was still seriously injured, and he didn't really refuse in his heart.So he half-pushed and half-heartedly drank it on the spot.

The water flowed into the throat, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but it was sweet and refreshing like never before.And after the cooling off, there was another fiery and lingering kiss, which aroused endless desire and affection.

Suddenly the woman whispered, "Song Lang, trust me again, okay?"

Song Que's response was to stir his tongue deeper, and his voice was hoarse, "Okay."