The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"I really didn't expect that when I saw you again, I would be in such a mess!"

"I thought the last time was the most embarrassing time in your life!"

These few words came from the mouth of a cold and beautiful woman.

When she said this, Xue Yuyan was pressing Murong Qi's chest and abdomen, and suddenly pulled out the short arrow with a barb inserted in the knee of his right leg, a stream of black blood sprayed out.

Murong Qi didn't say a word and didn't move except for the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead, the bone-gouging pain didn't seem to affect him in the slightest.

"Why don't you talk? Do you feel guilty? Or sad? Guilt because I owe the same person time and time again but can't return it, and sad because the person who saved you was not Jun Tianyao!"

Smiling ironically, Xue Yuyan's slender fingers were as nimble as flying flowers and leaves, and instantly filled Murong Qi's knees with golden needles, concentrating the fierce poison in a small area.

Murong Qi still didn't say a word, since he was rescued here by her, he has been like this, lifeless, and he is about to be drowned by the haze all over his body.

Xue Yuyan's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, because of Murong Qi's attitude, and also because of the rapidly swollen and spreading blue-black color at the knee.

"In the end, it turned out that I was wrong. Are you such a person who easily admit defeat?"

Disappointed, with a tone of hatred, she lowered her head, and the woman's pale lips moved forward without hesitation: "It's a pity, I'm always reluctant to let you die!"

It was mocking Murong Qi, and even mocking himself, he opened his lips and closed them towards the ferocious, foul-smelling wound, wanting to suck out the poisonous blood in the most direct way: "Don't!"

Murong Qi finally said a word, he stretched out his hand with difficulty to stop Xue Yuyan's movement, his pale lips and icy palm touched each other, the woman's expression remained unchanged, but she stopped her forced action: "I am your wife !"

Faint, cold, no complaints, no sadness, the rest is the calmness of stating the facts.Therefore, she is qualified and has the right to do such a thing.

Murong Qi's expression was also so calm that it was almost cold. He quietly glanced at Xue Yuyan. The persistence in the woman's eyes was so similar to the self-conscious eyes he saw in the mirror. When he thought of something, the haze in his eyes flashed, becoming more and more serious. Deeply, finally, he lowered his eyes, and the messy hair that fell down covered the light in his eyes: "The poison on my body is not a problem. After all, I have taken so many poisons before, and I have already formed a resistance. Are you Shouldn't you help me see the wound on my heart first?"

The hand that had been pressing on the heart was put down, and he tore off the cloth that wrapped the wound, which had been completely dyed dark red and bright red. What a terrible and weird wound it was, it was a deep blood hole, The gurgling blood flowed out, and vaguely, one could see the beating heart and the film wrapped around the heart.

With Xue Yuyan's eyesight, she could see at a glance that the wound was about to be engraved in the center of the heart.

"Why did you say it now!"

There was a blush on Xue Yuyan's ice-white face, but she was extremely angry and resentful. Murong Qi kept covering the wound, not letting her see it, so she didn't realize that now she really faced it directly, but it was a serious injury to the heart. If the wound Move a little bit more, maybe, what she sees now is not a living person that makes her hate, make her angry, or make her satirize, but a icy cold corpse. Whenever Xue Yuyan thinks of this picture, she will feel It was a bone-piercing cold, and grabbed a handful of silver needles in his hand, and pushed aside Murong Qi's hand hanging on his chest and abdomen, which was in the way, and the surrounding clothes were completely torn off, brushing, brushing, and a few soft sounds After that, a circle of trembling golden needles around Murong Qi's heart trembled in the air.

Murong Qi's body trembled violently. If he hadn't clenched his palms into fists to suppress his instinctive impulse, he might have already pulled out those golden needles that brought endless pain because of the boundless pain around his heart. .

Numb itching pain, if the pain at the beginning can be tolerated, then the later numb itching, I am afraid it is really inhuman torture, it is a kind of spread, like the taste of thousands of ants eating the heart, a wonderful force , repairing the blood in the wound, and the sober people can only endure it like this.

Unfortunately, Murong Qi's thin lips opened and closed, panting silently, but he just didn't want to utter a cowardly groan.

Xue Yuyan's cheeks were abnormally white. Although she is proficient in poison and medicine and has some strange skills to control birds and beasts, she is a woman who has only practiced ordinary physical strength moves. It took a lot of effort, but even so, she still couldn't help but sarcastically said: "What are you trying to brag about! If you had just told me about the injury here and dealt with it as soon as possible, you wouldn't have suffered such a big crime now. Come on, my master’s life-continuing god needle, plum blossom nine transformations, do you think it’s so enjoyable?”

He hooked his lips coldly, as if responding to Xue Yuyan's sarcasm, more like he didn't care, Murong Qi opened his clenched fist violently, revealing four deep crescent moons in his palm, perfectly semi-curved, exceptionally unknown.

Xue Yuyan's lips trembled slightly, but her slender jade hands were as stable as Mount Tai and as quiet as a rock. The sweat on her forehead was about to drip into her misty eyes, and there was a swipe, as fast as lightning. The longest golden needle in her hand was firmly It was inserted carefully into the center of the wound, just looking at the shape surrounded by nine golden needles, a simple plum blossom with blood dripping on it, the most prominent stamen in the center, dotted with golden light, which is very interesting.

But Murong Qi couldn't feel this other kind of beauty anymore. A broken long cry of "Eh!" pierced the dusty little temple, and the five loose fingers couldn't help but grasp the ground. Scratching the dilapidated stone slab fiercely, the well-trimmed round and exquisite nails were broken and broken, leaving a little bit of blood.

The appearance of those perfect and powerful hands at this moment is almost horrible, the ten half-bald fingers trembled, but there was no second sound except for the first sound, and they held it back. I tortured myself alive.

Xue Yuyan's fingers stayed on the end of the golden needle, not daring to tremble any more, and when Murong Qi calmed down a little, she couldn't help but say, "I don't have Mabosan with me, if the plum blossoms are transformed into nine, the acupoints will affect the Qi." The power of blood is gone, if it is really uncomfortable, use this!"

Xue Yuyan handed a handkerchief to the man's lips. She knew this man was not someone who would suffer like this for a little self-esteem, not to mention, the two of them knew each other very well. In front of her, there was no need to suppress and hide. However, his current No matter what the reason is, she will respect it.

Murong Qi took a look at Xue Yuyan, bit the square scarf viciously, but at the next moment, he used his tongue hard, and the snow-white scarf fell to the ground, stained with blood and mud.

Xue Yuyan's face became even paler, but she didn't speak anymore. Since Murong Qi is so stubborn, for his own good, this torture should be ended as soon as possible. Her pale lips were tightly pressed together, showing a little blush, and the golden needle in her hand flickered frequently. , just like the stars falling intertwined, with its own rules, before exhausting all its energy, it finally suppressed Murong Qi's injury, with a flick of the palm, the golden needle was put into the sleeve, Xue Yuyan heaved a sigh of relief, and her knees, which had been kneeling all this time, softened , staggered backwards, but fortunately was supported by a cold palm.

The man's appearance was still haggard, but after all he was somewhat refreshed. One of his hands gently brushed the woman's feather-like cloud temples so gently that Xue Yuyan panicked and lost her soul. She suddenly said, "I know how Will it hurt here?"

Xue Yuyan was stunned, she tilted her head slightly, and met the man's eyes. There was a dead silence in the ice-colored eyes, without any emotion. She vaguely guessed something, but she didn't dare and didn't want to believe her guess.

Silently hovering between the two, Murong Qi lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes fluttered a few times, covering the darkness in his eyes: "The one who hurt me so far is myself!" In the thought of others, it was he himself who forced himself into such a situation, it was his own obsession that made him feel that life was worse than death, it was himself who dragged a layer of confusion to cover up the truth eyelids.

"how come!"

Xue Yuyan let out a low cry, her face full of disbelief, she thought it was Jun Tianyao who wanted to give up on Murong, but she never expected that she would get such an answer.

"There is nothing impossible in this world!"

Murong Qi sneered, but there was no smile in his raised eyelids, his broken hand gently approached his lips, he opened his lips, showing madness, biting: "This is the last time, unforgettable!"

Xue Yuyan shuddered suddenly, because of the coldness in the man's words, because of the pure darkness in Murong Qi's eyes, it was the cruelty without the slightest hope, it was the despair that put herself in the heartless: "Don't be like this..."

Xue Yuyan murmured, and suddenly grabbed Murong Qi's tortured hand on his lips, grasped that hand, and put it on her abdomen. There was a trace of hope in her eyes: "Get out of here with me, okay? No matter where you go Where, a family of three is always happy, okay?"

This proud woman, doing her best, put all her chips on the table, just to let the man get back some things that were about to be lost.

Murong Qi was stunned, his warm belly swelled slightly under his palm, he was not a fool, he heard Xue Yuyan's words clearly, and it was because he understood that that he was even more shocked, there was no movement there, but there was already, Living with a new little life connected with his own blood.

She smiled, but it was uglier than crying: "It's late..."

Dilapidated temples, dilapidated walls, dusty Buddha statues, and blood-stained men and women, bleak, desperate, and crazy.