in love with the zerg queen

The concubine had indeed fled in despair, but she was extremely happy in her heart.

Ah Heng lay on the ground, silently.

It snowed all over the sky overnight, and this ominous weather seemed to be the last carnival of the whole world.

Jie Ling's shoulders were trembling, her fingers slid across Ah Heng's cheeks, and she knelt down in front of the unconscious girl.

In the chaotic darkness, Ah Heng heard the cry of despair. The voice was so painful, like a person who was driven to a dead end. She had no way to save the life of the person she cared about the most.

Ah Heng blinked and sat up slowly.

Only then did she realize that she was surrounded by the corpses of children, the youngest was only six or seven years old, and the oldest was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Judging from the cut wounds and piercing wounds on the bodies of these children, the deaths of these children All from her hands.

In front of her was Jieling who was hugging her with a headache.

Xie Ling's sadness was so heavy, this was the most heavy and desperate sadness Ah Heng had felt since he met her. She hugged her head and knelt in front of her, with nowhere to go.

Ah Heng thought: "I'm going to die soon, right?"

The scene in front of him was covered with blood.

The white sky seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the corpse of the dead child under her feet was still flowing with fresh blood at a slow speed, she looked around blankly.

Everything is reddish.

Bright red, dark red, light red, pink and all kinds of red are mixed together, weaving into everything in her vision.

At the end of the 'Heaven's Absolute Magic', she will gradually lose her sanity, and the time of dementia will only get longer and longer. She knows that this is probably the crime she committed during her dementia.

These kids didn't deserve to die.

They deserve their own future.

Now because of her, these children died miserably in this dark place.

At the last moment of her life, she didn't even cry.

No complaints either.

She looked at the woman who was looking at her with her head in despair, slowly pulled her hand down, and said to her: "Sister Jieling, don't be sad, a person's life is spent in encounters and partings." , we just parted a little too early."

In the howling cold wind, Ah Heng's fingers seemed to have merged with the ice and snow. Even though he couldn't see clearly, Ah Heng still had a gentle and tolerant smile on his face. She murmured: "Anyway, I also hate myself. of"

After coming to Louyu Pavilion, she killed 24 people on her way to becoming a killer.

Among these people, there are famous martial arts masters who have enjoyed a long history, upright officials who have been persecuted, and even weak women who have no strength to restrain a chicken.

She told herself she forgot.

But in fact, every person she killed, she remembered every look on their faces before they died.

After committing such a crime, if there is Shura Purgatory, will she fall into the deepest level?

So many pairs of eyes were staring at her with hatred.

She was bewildered and helpless.

She doesn't want to kill

However, there is no choice.

She can't drag Jieling all the time, she has to learn to stand up by herself.

But now, she has become what she hates.

On the ring on the finger, the blood is still warm.

Slowly, those hateful eyes in front of her began to bleed, and pairs of eyes approached her, like ghosts and ghosts seeking her life.

In the ears, Jie Ling's distressed voice was still ringing: "You already knew that, Ah Heng!"

"Sister Jieling, I'm sorry, I tried my best." Her eyes were hollow, as if all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys that a person should have had been dug out. She cried as she said, "I really tried my best to survive, Jie Sister Ling, I did know it from birth, but it was all the memory of my previous life. I was born in an ordinary family in my previous life. I had parents who loved me, and two elder brothers who loved me. But in my previous life, I got sick and died. Then I have this life, Sister Jieling, if I hadn't had a previous life, wouldn't I have been in such pain, and I could have been like you, taking it for granted and being open-minded, and being a person who can do whatever you want?"

"But even if I betrayed my conscience and killed so many innocent people, God still won't let me live," the girl wept bitterly. She opened her hands and stretched them weakly, making the last struggle, "Jie Sister Ling, kill me, I live in so much pain, so much pain"

Jie Ling never thought about what would happen after Ah Heng died.

She never believed that Ah Heng would die.

Until the girl looked at her desperately and said to her: Kill me.

The pain started from her heart, as if her heart had been dug out, and spread to her whole body. She couldn't imagine the world without her.

Ah Heng was the first to hug her.

Ah Heng was the one who took her back when she was at her most bewildered and helpless, and gave her a family.

But what about her?

It ruined Ah Heng's comfortable life and separated Ah Heng from her adoptive father. Now her relatives are gone.

and then?

Then ruined Ah Heng's innocence and kindness.

Now it's killing her even more.

Living in the world, Jie Ling is worthy of anyone but the girl in front of her.

How much Ah Heng loves life, how much he wants to look at this whirling world with a smile.

Jieling's thoughts were spinning.

There must be a way to save Ah Heng's life!

Must have!

She held the girl's slender fingers and said firmly: "Ah Heng, you will take care of your sister Jieling. The promise I made to you has never been fulfilled, but this time, you trust me, okay?"

Ah Heng has already fallen into some kind of nightmare.

Rotting flesh attracts maggots, and like something dark and hopeless grows in the depths of the human heart, voices scream in the ears.

The black mist scurried back and forth in her body, and the darkness in the corners of her heart began to spread. Her heart was full of unwillingness and grief, and the endless clamor of demons could be heard in her ears. She could no longer feel any warmth in this embrace.

"Die with me?" she asked.

The ten fingers were raised, the fingers moved rhythmically, and the silk thread shot out from the ring penetrated the woman's chest.

The woman still looked at her with a tolerant and gentle smile.

Woman's hands holding her hands.

A huge torrent of internal force poured into her body, and she could clearly feel that her body was gradually recovering, and her mind began to regain consciousness, but she was horrified to find that her body was like a bottomless pit, sucking enough food from Jie Ling's body. Jieling's eye sockets began to sag, the flesh on her cheeks began to disappear, her slender fingers became dry and thin, and there was nothing on her protruding knuckles.

"Let go!" she cried.

Jie Ling held her hand tightly.

Ah Heng moved his stiff eyes downward.

A thin silk thread penetrated Jie Ling's chest.

That's where the heart is.

She could even feel the hard beating of her heart through the silk thread, as if a dying old man was struggling for the last time, at this moment she knew exactly what Jie Ling was doing.

Tears fell down her cheeks in a flash, she kept struggling, but she couldn't stop the internal force pouring into her body.

A thin strand of blood snaked down the place that pierced her heart, the smile on her face was still tolerant and gentle, and she even freed up a hand to wipe away the tears on Ah Heng's face: "Ah Heng , don’t cry.”

Ah Heng's tears were still falling, she repeated in despair: "Let go!"

However, the difference in strength was irresistible. She watched Jie Ling turn into a skeleton, just like those people she had killed, leaving only a thin layer of skin stuck to the surface.

Jie Ling finally let go of her hand.

Ah Heng received the most warm and weightless embrace ever.

In front of her eyes, the deep and shallow scenes were out of shape, but her mind was sober as never before.

The person in "Heng"'s arms was as light as nothing. Ah Heng opened his eyes wide, feeling the most powerless embrace in his life, and with the most desperate and sad love, he embraced her, "From the first time I fell into a dream, I I can't leave you anymore."

This was the last time Ah Heng felt Jie Ling's emotions.

"Aheng, I thought I could accept your lack of love" Jieling's weak voice spread out with the rustling snowflakes, a thick layer of snowflakes fell between her eyebrows and her long hair, the woman lowered her head She smiled, "Unexpectedly, not only can I not accept your lack of love, but I can't accept your death."

"Aheng, if there is hope, I would like to use my whole life to exchange your life for peace. It's a pity that I can't walk with you anymore. Ah Heng, take my share and live on."

Ah Heng hugged this light body, like an empty shell, not as cold as a living thing.

Ah Heng leaned close to her ear and called softly: "Sister Jieling?"

no respond.

Ah Heng shook his body again, and raised his voice: "Sister Jieling!"

The woman's breathing had stopped.

Her thin body fell back weakly as she swayed, looking lifeless.

Ah Heng patted her face: "Wake up, you promised to protect me!"

Ah Heng's tears dripped down his cheeks and rolled into the dry eyes of the woman in front of him who were still slightly open. What Ah Heng saw was a faint red.

Her gaze was glazed.

She was also a daughter who grew up pampered by her parents.

There are two older brothers in the family. She is the youngest in the family. She grew up in the hands of her parents. Her parents did not spoil her, but they gave her most of their love. No less.

She remembered ignoring it when she was free. During the leisure time during the summer vacation, after finishing her homework, she lay on her brother's lap and asked him to accompany her to watch Gou Xue Xiao Korean drama.

For a while, she had a love for Korean dramas. Although she looked back after a few years, many plots in Korean dramas were still quite brain-dead, but when she watched it, she cried a lot. She watched it. Well, the heroine is called a little white flower, and the female supporting role is a vicious female supporting role, and then violently abused the female protagonist for ten episodes or something, and finally the female supporting role died, and the heroine also died, and the whole show ended.

At that time she was convulsed from crying, and her brother endured the convulsions of watching Korean dramas with her, but he was still there to comfort her.

She asked: "Second brother, if someone died for you, would you be moved?"

Girls' questions in their second year of high school are always naive, but her brother thought about it seriously before answering her: "If someone really died for me, I wouldn't be moved."

At that time, she didn't understand what her brother said. She didn't understand the meaning of this sentence until she really experienced it herself, especially when this person had some special meaning to her.

If someone really died for you, there is no moving point. Just the despair and pain of living with other people's expectations is enough to overwhelm her.

This is the place used for training killers in the Six Livestock Hall. There is only one door. Between the half-open door, a woman's figure appears, and then floats in.

Ah Heng held the palm of the woman below him like a puppet.

The power in her body was mixed with some unknown power, and her eyes were full of desolation.

Walking to her was someone she rarely came into contact with, the deputy hall master of the Six Animals Hall, that woman who was so flirtatious to the bone.

"Hey, I still think that you are dependent on each other for life and death, love is stronger than gold," the woman Shi Shi ran out, among the corpses all over the ground, she was still well-dressed, two maidservants carefully lifted the hem of her skirt, she shook Tuan Fan covered the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I never thought you would be able to kill her."

Ah Heng didn't respond, she lay on her side on the ground, holding the person in her arms carefully, like holding the last treasure.

The person who walked in was the concubine.

She never thought it would turn out like this.

Originally, she just wanted to kill Ah Heng to make Jie Ling feel distressed, but what she never expected was that Jie Ling was willing to sacrifice her life for Ah Heng when he harmed her.

Some kind of jealousy surrounded the concubines.

Why is it that the person Jie Ling treats so tenderly is Ah Heng, a trash she has never looked down upon? !

She is so in admiration of Jie Ling, a strong man who has become a master at a young age.

The concubine was still laughing, and pointed at Ah Heng with her long fingers painted with Kodan: "How is it, the feeling of killing the one you love with your own hands, I want to ask, how does it feel?"

Ah Heng's stiff eyeballs began to roll.

She looked slowly at the woman who looked at her with a smile on her face, and blood and tears flowed from her eyes.

"It's really pitiful." She put on a delicate look and smiled, "But, if I tell you, the reason why you lost your mind and killed these people is because of me."

Ah Heng clenched his fingers and looked at her expressionlessly. The memory of this woman was only limited to seven years ago, when she pointed at herself with disdain and bluntly said that she was useless.

After that, they didn't have a trace of intersection.

Ah Heng recalled all the details, she had no contact with concubines.

The concubine said in surprise: "Don't you believe it? Very good, I will make you believe it soon."

Jie Ling is dead, but the concubine's jealousy and desire have nowhere to vent. The person she wants would rather die for a worthless weakling than look at her!

The concubine's soul entered Ah Heng's body.

The inside of her soul was transparent and colorless, and the golden and silver stars inside shone like stars, but now it has turned gray under the corrosion of black air, making it easier for the slave to control this young body.

Without the threat of Jie Ling beside her, she could do all these things more easily.

Then, Ah Heng watched helplessly as if his hands didn't seem to be growing on him, and slowly pulled out the Qingli sword beside the lifeless woman in his arms.

The woman raised her orchid finger, covered the corner of her mouth coquettishly, and said to her: "Ah Heng, cut off her head."

Ah Heng watched helplessly as she stood up, her fingers holding the sword were raised inch by inch, her eyes were full of resistance, but she couldn't resist the order from the depths of her soul, as if this body was no longer under her control, she With a hoarse voice, I cried: "Please don't stop"

Accompanied by Ah Heng's sharp cry, a sharp knife light flickered past.

Snowflakes filled the sky, she stared blankly at the corpse with a different head on the ground, unable to cry, she watched as her hand stretched out, lifted Xiao Yunqi's head, stretched out her hand, and placed it in front of the concubine's eyes.

The concubine leaned over and looked at the head carefully.

The flesh and blood on the face disappeared, and there was no blood on the broken neck. This shriveled face no longer showed the lost appearance of the fairy.

"Jie Ling, Jie Ling, you died for such a person, why did you die so hard that I want to laugh?"

As soon as the concubine flicked her sleeves, the head in Ah Heng's hand flew into the air. At the same time, a slap fell on Ah Heng's face, and sent Ah Heng, who was already at the end of his strength, flying away.

This slap knocked out two of her teeth, and half of her face immediately became bruised and swollen. She lay face to face with Xiao Yunqi's head in a pool of blood. She looked at that familiar face like a dead dog, like a statue.

The woman was wiping the blood from her fingertips with a handkerchief, she said lightly: "Ah Heng, the expression on your face is really interesting, I won't kill you, because I just want to keep you alive, For the people Jie Ling cares about, why should life be better than death?"

Ah Heng was finally able to control her body. She picked up Jie Ling's head and placed her next to her body. Her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Ah Heng's face was blank, as if someone had taken out his soul, he stared blankly at the head in his hand.

The woman looked at her expression as if she had lost everything, and smiled gloatingly: "It feels good to cut off the head of your lover with your own hands, doesn't it?"

Ah Heng was silent this time, she sat blankly in the pool of blood, staring blankly at the head stacked on top of the corpse, her fingers tremblingly landed on Jie Ling's face.

In the dead of night, her lips moved on her face with a warm breath, that was the first c and the purest kiss, she thought of those few days, Jie Ling said to her: "What a coincidence, Ah Heng, I thought so too."

Today, she dies for her.

She survived.