I Really Am a Slag Shou!

Back in the room, Chi Zhao sat on the bed silently, lay down for a while, and got up again for a while.

He was thinking about how to pretend to be sick to look the most real.

Pretending to have a headache?No, if you use too much force, it will easily turn into moaning; pretending to have a fever?People who practice Taoism basically don't have fever, and this is a bit difficult for him. He can't regulate his body temperature on his own, so it's hard to fake it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chi Zhao's hand rubbing the teacup suddenly stopped.

No matter how he pretended, it was all fake, and he would die miserably if he was found out, but if he was really sick, he would not have been found out.

Looking at the spirit sword hanging on the wall by him, Chi Zhao knew what he should do.

Chi Zhao clutched his arm and yelled non-stop, bright red blood flowed from his fingers, and when the spirit sword cut his flesh, he did feel a moment of severe pain.But after thinking that he could force Lin Changfeng out as long as he endured this little pain, the pain seemed to disappear. Looking at the bloody arm, Chi Zhao actually showed a calm and strange smile.

With a healthy body and skin, and the parents who received him, Chi Zhao never hurt himself before. Although there are reasons for his anxiety, but he really turned him into such a stubborn and paranoid personality. It's still his Yin Linggen attribute.

In fact, Chi Zhao also found out that there seemed to be something wrong with him.But he doesn't want to be patient, and he doesn't want to control himself. Every day he lives in this world, the remaining time is one day less. He doesn't care about others or himself. In the limited time, he must use all means to get what he wants , because this is his last chance.

At the beginning, he would pretend to grunt a few times, and later, he would sit on the bed expressionlessly, watching the blood trickle out, and then counting the time that passed bit by bit in his heart.

Lin Changfeng came very quickly, and he was not too far away.He left a piece of his own spiritual consciousness on Chi Zhao, which was not enough for him to see what happened around Chi Zhao, but it allowed him to quickly judge Chi Zhao's state. In a moment, he left those elders and ran out.

Landing in the middle of the courtyard, a faint smell of blood poured into his nostrils in an instant. Lin Changfeng walked over anxiously, his long sleeves shook, and the door was blown open by the strong wind. Chi Zhao heard the movement and turned his head.

Looking at Lin Changfeng who was full of astonishment, Chi Zhao raised his arm and showed him his wound, "Senior brother, look, I'm injured."

Lin Changfeng's pupils constricted, and after seeing the undisguised and relaxed smile on Chi Zhao's face, for a moment, he felt it was difficult to breathe.

……

Unlike the last time he was injured, it was Lin Changfeng's saber that hurt Chi Zhao last time. His saber is a rare artifact in a thousand years. After being stabbed, it is difficult to heal.And this time when Chi Zhao hurt himself, he used his powerless spirit sword, so he didn't even need to apply the medicine powder, just a small healing technique, and the wound on Chi Zhao's arm disappeared soon .

Chi Zhao also knew this, so he dared to do such nonsense. His purpose was to force Lin Changfeng out, not to kill himself. It was a pity for him, and he would not commit suicide so easily.

After Lin Changfeng recovered from the initial shock, his face became completely gloomy. Chi Zhao observed his face, but he wasn't afraid at all.

If Lin Changfeng didn't react at all, he would be afraid. He was so furious like now, which happened to be what Chi Zhao wanted to see.

This shows that Lin Changfeng still cares about him very much, that's why he gets so angry when he sees him hurting himself.

Although the wound disappeared, the blood that flowed out could not recover in a short time. After the body lost blood rapidly, Chi Zhao's face became pale, but he still looked at Lin Changfeng with a smile, and looked at Lin Changfeng's forehead. My veins are throbbing.

The last time he was so angry seemed to be when he was a young man. At that time, he was immature and his peers deliberately provoked him, so he would follow suit and fight with each other.But that was more than 600 years ago, he is no longer a teenager, and he has long since lost the mood of a teenager.

The long-lost anger filled his heart, he suppressed his thoughts forcefully, and fed Chi Zhao a elixir to restore blood energy. At this time, Chi Zhao was obedient. She raised her face and smiled at him flatteringly.

But Lin Changfeng didn't accept his favor.

He looked down at Chi Zhao with a sinking face, "Who taught you to do this."

Similar to parents all over the world, after discovering that their child made a mistake, Lin Changfeng subconsciously wanted to excuse him. They always felt that maybe it wasn't the child's fault, maybe someone else had abetted him.

However, Chi Zhao blinked, shook his head and said, "No one taught me."

Lin Changfeng was choked, and immediately, he said angrily: "Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, are you doing this to your parents!"

No matter what Lin Changfeng said, Chi Zhao still looked the same. Lin Changfeng felt that he was going to be mad at him. He stared at Chi Zhao for a few seconds, then closed his mouth sullenly, and stopped lecturing him.

A look of disappointment flashed across his face, clearly capturing this change, Chi Zhao's original casual expression stopped for an instant, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little.

Chi Zhao stared at Lin Changfeng fixedly, with a calm and indifferent voice, "Brother, why don't you ask why I did this?"

Lin Changfeng's eyes fell on a vase in the corner of the room, he pursed his lips, and after a while, he still didn't answer Chi Zhao.

Many things don't need to be stated explicitly, as long as a signal is sent, both parties can understand it.Lin Changfeng thought that his signal was enough, and he took the initiative to leave Chi Zhao's sight, creating enough space for him and that guy called Suo Chen to get along with each other.

He hopes that Chi Zhao can have some good feelings for others, but he doesn't want Chi Zhao to really like each other.

This idea is too contradictory and too overwhelming, but Lin Changfeng thinks so.

He wants his little junior brother to be like other disciples, with fresh clothes and angry horses, flying freely. He wants him to like more things, instead of being paranoid and decisive, and only seeing him alone in his eyes.

No one understood Lin Changfeng's thoughts, not even Lin Changfeng himself.

Can't let it go, can't push it away, can't let it go, can't stand by.

Chi Zhao is excellent. If he thinks, a large number of monks with extraordinary strength will find him and fall in love with him, just like that Yu Mochen, who just came to the main peak to convey his master's words, and he stayed on the main peak. The time is less than a stick of incense, and the time to see Chi Zhao is no more than a moment.

But at this moment, Chi Zhao completely walked into his heart, and imprinted his own figure on his heart.

He is so good, if he is really tempted, no one will be able to resist him.Isn't Lin Changfeng himself a living example?

For a year, Lin Changfeng tried his best to avoid the recurrence of the tragedy, but at this point, he just feels exhausted.

He won't be happy when things go according to his plan, and he still won't be happy when things don't go according to his plan.In order to force him to show up, Chi Zhao mutilated his bloody wounds. This is by no means a solution that normal people can think of.Normal people would not be so cruel, let alone so unloving of themselves.

and so……

Before the conclusion was read out, Chi Zhao stood up suddenly, raised his face slightly, and stared at Lin Changfeng with good eyes.

"Why do not you speak?"

Chi Zhao looked a little aggressive at this time. He had endured and waited patiently for two years, but today, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

In the past, no matter how insurmountable the gap between them was, how tragic the deep hatred was, he could fall in love with him quickly and dedicate his heart to him.This time, there was nothing between them, they had never seen each other before, and he did not hurt him, why, instead, he flinched and did not dare to go any further?

Chi Zhao really didn't understand, he was not stupid, even if Lin Changfeng hid it well and lived together in the same place for two years, he had already vaguely noticed that Lin Changfeng cared about him.

Chi Zhao is still not clear about whether the concern has turned into love between lovers, but he is sure that Lin Changfeng has feelings for him, even if he has not reached the level of liking, it shouldn't be like this now, casually Just leave him here for a month.

He ignored him for a whole month, and he didn't see him again for a whole month. Does he know how important time is to him now?

"Give me a reason, tell me why you are avoiding me."

The almost icy expression on Chi Zhao's face was like a sharp knife, making a small gash in Lin Changfeng's heart. The blood didn't bleed much, but it was very painful.

However, after living for so many years, he has long learned how to keep his emotions and anger indifferent.His expression didn't change a bit, he just pursed his lips silently, and then turned his eyes away, "I didn't hide from you, I'm in charge of the sect on behalf of the master, and I'm already very busy."

A sneer appeared in his ears, and Lin Changfeng froze.

He turned his eyes back, only to see Chi Zhao laughing back angrily, "So that's how it is."

After uttering the last syllable, the smile on Chi Zhao's face disappeared without a trace, there seemed to be ice in his eyes, and the words he said were full of sharp edges, "Since you are so busy every day, am I the next one?" I can’t see you even on the moon? It’s okay, starting from today, as long as you don’t come to see me one day, I will draw a sword on myself. Don’t you know the healing technique? After I scratch myself, you will come and give me If you don't come, I won't find someone else, either you come to see me, or you just watch me bleed to death."

These words are too heartbreaking, especially the last sentence, which almost broke Lin Changfeng's heart when he said it. He is restrained and introverted, just to let Chi Zhao live for a long time, but what does he say now?

To watch him bleed to death?

The blood on Lin Changfeng's face faded, he took a step forward uncontrollably, clenched his hands into fists, and after a long time, he opened his mouth in a hoarse and suppressed voice: "Don't say such things to me again. "

Chi looked after him like this and felt uncomfortable, but what he said was another harsh language, "Okay, I won't say anything, you can see with your own eyes if I can do it."