I overturned the car after being scumbag

After that, things are a bit clichéd.

After that lonely night of rain, the little young master stayed in the house for several days.His wounds healed in a painful ordeal that bordered on self-torture—with no help from others.

But the wound on the body may be healed, but the wound rooted in the bottom of the heart has been bleeding continuously, and the blood soaks everything bit by bit.After that, every time Jiang Yuanhan left the demon world and came back, he would have a little injury on his body, whether it was light or heavy, or deep or shallow, but he never curled up in the warm bed like the first time he returned. In the embrace, licking the wound by a small lamp.

He no longer wants to be a little beast licking wounds, he would rather be a demon tearing wounds.

The Cold Abyss Demon Lord is surprisingly cruel and cruel, and he is also notoriously surly, irritable, crazy and belligerent.The confrontation between him and Lin Muzhou has lasted for hundreds of years, and more than one time he was seriously injured by his hands, but never once did his spirit be broken to the point of triggering the body protection method.

The idea of ​​killing him with his own hands has never stopped.At first, it was for revenge, for an innocent soul, and also for the boiling of his heart that had not been extinguished after being drenched in extremely cold rain that night.Later, it was to end this entanglement, to clean up the ruthless people who deceived the world and steal their names under the guise of righteousness... There are many reasons, thousands of kinds, and one reason is enough for not giving up.

This goal, born of the outburst of hatred, was achieved long before today.But today's scene still brings back the childhood that Jiang Yuanhan is least willing to recall, least want to remember, but still unforgettable.

With the light of the bonfire fluttering, the sparks fell far away, disappearing like a whistling meteor.

The surrounding pictures stopped, and there was silence in all directions.

In front of Jiang Yuanhan, there was only that group of nameless souls, circling around and exuding brilliance.And this brilliance seems to be slowly dimming.

Between the glowing rays of light linked by the star chessboard, and the two silently facing each other, the soul finally revealed its body slightly in front of Jiang Yuanhan.But there was only a lavender gauze skirt that was relatively complete, and the other party's face was hidden under the floating light, maybe it was because they didn't want to see each other, or maybe they had forgotten their own appearance.

Jiang Yuanhan suddenly felt cramped. He didn't know whether the other party would still regard him as a friend after that happened. He also felt that no matter what, he had to bear part of the responsibility for the other party's tragedy.

Jiang Mojun, who was invincible in all directions, had nothing to say for a moment. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "I..."

"I don't want to go back to the world."

Jiang Yuanhan froze for a moment.

The voice that interrupted him was a girl's voice that perfectly matched the memory. Her years stayed in those days forever, leaving no trace like soft catkins.

"You don't have to save me." She said, "I never blamed you."

"But……"

"No but." She was very assertive and did not allow the other party to have a second choice or second thought, "Let's break the chessboard."

The meaning of breaking the chessboard here is profound, not just to break free from the shackles of the Star Dou chessboard, but also to mean "don't worry about me".

The only way through the ages is to die.She would rather go to the end of a darkness she knew well, and she didn't want Jiang Yuanhan to sacrifice and compromise anything in order to preserve her soul.For those who love him, she would not be willing to ask Xiaohan to pay even a little for herself.

But after watching for a long time, she is no longer a girl whose everything is on the surface. Because of this, even if there are a thousand and ten thousand kinds of entrustments that she wants to confide, there are countless excuses or comforts that she wants to tell him. , but in the end, everything was torn up, smashed, and ground into powder, willing the words to disperse with her soul.

Jiang Yuanhan took a deep breath and said, "I can save you, I have already..."

I will not let innocent people die because of me.

Before he could finish his sentence, the second half of the sentence had already melted away, because the other party interrupted his voice lightly, saying: "I don't want to."

Jiang Yuanhan froze for a moment.

She sighed, as if laughing, and asked him in a calm tone, "What's so good in the world?"

There is nothing good in the world, only you are good.

Su Jianwei already had an answer to this, but she knew that no matter how good it was, it was not her own. She had given up extravagant hopes, and she would not have any nostalgia for the secular world—the only nostalgia was to hope that he would be better.

Just during the interval of Jiang Yuanhan's silence, the other party's spirit and body dissipated, and turned into a mass of brilliance that was bright and dark, with indeterminate strength and weakness.He stopped and stared for a long while, tightening his fingers little by little.

He didn't agree, and he didn't say anything to refuse, but in fact, he didn't have the right to make decisions for the parties in this matter.In the endless silence, the lines drawing the chessboard all around cracked little by little.

Originally, it was just to get rid of this star-studded illusion, but as the lines collapsed, even Jin Wenshu's technique was caught at the root of the technique, and was entangled by the tyrannical devilish energy.

Starlight converged into a line, and the attitude of refusal to cooperate was obvious.

On the peak of the Bodhi Holy Realm, Jiang Yuanhan recalled his thoughts. At the same time as he stepped here, Jin Wenshu was the first to notice something was wrong, and he was ready to hide behind the fog.

What was revealed before the fog was the body that Jin Wenshu took away that day, which belonged to the half-step golden fairy.

Maybe Lin Muzhou didn't have any special expressions, but Jiang Yuanhan felt for a moment that this kind of posture and expression was the most suitable for him.

"It seems that we can't negotiate with Jiang Mojun." Jin Wenshu was a little surprised, "Could it be that one of the long-cherished wishes in your life can't make you give up this trivial grievance with me?"

Jiang Yuanhan licked the tips of his teeth, in a very bad mood, and looked at him gloomyly: "Before this matter, you could have lived a few more days."

The words were not speculative, and during the short conversation between the two, "Lin Muzhou", who was motionless and imbued with the spirit of suturing, was moved by the black mist and touched several times without anyone noticing. step.

Jiang Yuanhan has been paying attention to the movement of this corpse, and he immediately sensed it. He no longer suppresses the anger in his heart, and the blood in his hand is spliced ​​into a knife, sharp and bright, suddenly violent.

This distance can only be reached in the blink of an eye, and the fatal murderous intent is suppressed layer by layer, as if the Taoist body in front of me, which has been manipulated twice, bears the heavy murderous debt that has passed through the years and years. Among them, the empty body that was manipulated was suppressed and fell into a disadvantage.

The devilish aura glowed with hot killing intent in the air, and the seemingly harmless but heavy velvet tail severed the body-protecting method and bones, and the bone spurs and tail hooks pierced into the chest.

Blood is cold.

After all, it has been dead for a long time.

The hostility in Jiang Yuanhan's mind also seemed to be suppressed by the cold blood. He finally realized that it was not worth getting angry, and he calmed down a little, but he still ruthlessly tore up this manipulative body.

Jiang Yuanhan has no opponents in melee combat under the same realm, and Jin Wenshu also understands this, so he just used suture soul and black mist to resist temporarily.In just a few moments, he had already escaped from the locking range of his spiritual consciousness, and then hid his breath, planning to stay behind closed doors for hundreds of years.

Avoiding the limelight may survive, it depends on Jiang Yuanhan's patience.There was no way to reconcile, the other party turned the table and threw away all the bargaining chips in the negotiation, and only adopted an irreversible and violent life-and-death situation with him. Even Jin Wenshu, who had a lot of thoughts, felt very headache and difficult to deal with.

The matter was not a last resort, he didn't want to establish such an enemy, but he misjudged the situation at the beginning... Who would have thought that Jiang Yuanhan could break through to such a level so quickly.

Just after he completely concealed his breath, used Lin Muzhou's remnant body to block the opponent, and fled for thousands of miles almost without stopping, the thin mist finally stayed in a quiet and deserted place, Taoist Tsing Yi felt a little embarrassed Show your figure.

He straightened his sleeves, sat under a tree in the green hill, looked at the twilight clouds in the distance, shook his head, and said to himself helplessly: "Who would have expected today... Forget it, go to live in seclusion in a hundred thousand deep mountains, after all Can take the long view."

Jin Wenshu turned the Zhenshi Shanhe Pearl in his hand, got up from under the tree, and was planning what to do next, when a peaceful voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"It's really hard to predict today."

He didn't have the slightest premonition of this person's arrival in advance, and he didn't have any moment of whim until now. He even felt that this person didn't belong to the way of heaven, and even the voice he heard was full of strong alienation and coldness from this world.

Jin Wenshu's whole body was cold, and his blood was almost flowing backwards. The bead string in his hand was so cold that it almost penetrated his palm.

"Don't see him again." The visitor said, "I don't like you seeing him."

Jin Wenshu turned his head and saw a strand of hair mixed with light gold, and the faintly visible dark gold embroidered pattern on the clothes, but due to the suppression of the strong spiritual energy around him, it was difficult to move his body, and he couldn't see the other party completely. appearance.

"……I know you?"

"I know." The man in white replied, "We played chess before."

"Have we... played chess?"

"Yeah." Li Fengqi said indifferently, "A draw."

Jin Wenshu's pupils suddenly dilated.

There are too few people who can draw with him. At this moment, he fully understood the identity of the opponent, but this moment came too late.

The setting sun is like blood, the black mist is dyed bright red, like clouds falling into smoke.

The sunset glow in the sky smudges thousands of miles in the time of half a candle.

Li Fengqi lowered his head and wiped his fingers. He wiped his fingers several times seriously and gracefully. The restlessness, indeed at this moment, has been slightly calmed down.