The devil gave me a candy

The endless night, the sky full of stars, Qing Tu is dressed in blood, gorgeous and bright, peerless, with soft eyes in his eyes, he opened his arms towards me.

He's all right, great!

I kept running towards him, but I couldn't reach him no matter how close I was.

Gradually, he was covered in blood, and I was very anxious, what happened to him?

I finally got close to him, but I didn't give him a hug. I raised the Qiongsha knife and stabbed him.

He just smiled like that, with blood and tears streaming from his eyes, and asked me stupidly: "Why did you kill me?"

I was at a loss and wanted to hug him, but I fell backwards uncontrollably and fell into the abyss of endless darkness.

"what!"

I woke up from a long dream, and found that my face was cold, and I could faintly hear the yin and yang voices floating outside.

"The golden dragon inner alchemy could have helped him reshape his body, but because the devil kept the essence in his body, the pure golden elixir power was able to resist the devil's energy and accelerate the corruption of his body. Originally, Yaochi could slowly expel him The devil energy in his body, but he went to the world to hang out with the devil again, so the two forces fought in the body again, this body was already scarred, and after several life and death, it was at the end of its strength, and it was completely rotten after such a toss. Prepare for the funeral!"

"roll!"

I heard the violent and furious voice of the master, which woke me up suddenly.

"Qing Tu!"

I scrambled and ran out, the master rushed in and hugged my body tightly.

I looked at his ruthless appearance, my body couldn't help shaking like chaff, his embrace was like a hole in the ice, I struggled desperately, trying to get out of his embrace.

There was a bit of sadness in his voice, "Are you so afraid of me?"

I looked at him fearfully, "Where's Qingtu?"

He didn't answer me, but just hugged me tightly, "You just woke up, your body is weak, you need to rest well."

"Where's Qing Tu?"

The master hugged me to the bed as if half-forced, "You are not good, you are disobedient, you have suffered such a serious injury, but it doesn't matter, I won't let you have trouble."

I didn't want to hear anything, I just repeated a sentence over and over again, "Where's Qing Tu?"

"he died!"

I raised my head like a puppet, watching the opening and closing of the master's mouth, I just felt that I understood these words separately, but I didn't understand what they meant when they were combined.

I stared blankly at the master, completely quieted down, didn't speak, and let the master lead me back to the bed.

I killed my love!

My lord who I thought was manipulating me to kill my lover.

I can not be reconciled!

I suddenly pulled out the Qiongsha Dao and faced him. For the first time in ten thousand years, I took up a weapon and faced my former god.

His pupils were cold and ruthless, and he looked at me contemptuously, "You raised your knife to me for a demon? Did you forget? I gave you this Skybreaker knife, even you were created by me, yours I gave you my life, every inch of your bones, every drop of blood, every piece of flesh, and everything about you is mine! Are you going to kill me for an outsider now?"

The moment I pointed the knife at him, I knelt on the ground uncontrollably, humble and insignificant.I want to get up and stand in front of him, but my bones are soft, my blood is coagulated, I seem to be born short in front of him, but if I have any desire to resist, my body will be will prostrate on the ground.

I am disgusted with this body that is used to being a slave, "Qing Tu is not an outsider, but my lover!"

"Could it be that because you have given me everything, I don't have the freedom to love?"

I pointed the knife at him, "You killed my lover and took away my freedom. When you created me, you brought me into this world without asking my will. I have no choice whether to come here or not." Freedom in the world. If I had known earlier that coming to the world is such a situation that cannot be controlled by others, I would rather not be a human being."

The master obviously hated it very much, "Do you regret coming to this world? It's ridiculous, if I didn't give you a body, you wouldn't even have emotions? How can you talk about regret? Everything you despise is bestowed by me. You still Talk to me about freedom?"

I don't want to say too much, the master never treats me as a person, he just treats me as a thing that belongs to him, just be obedient.

So, what's the point of arguing with him.

I can't kill my master to avenge Qing Tu, and I can't control my body to follow Qing Tu. I can't even collect his body, bury his body, and let him rest in the ground. I'm so sad. And as a human being, if you can't control yourself to spend your life, what's the point?

The master's cool voice came, "Don't even think about seeking death, don't forget, you can't die without my permission."

I smiled miserably: "Yes, how can I die without my master's permission? I can't live freely, how can I be free when I die? Besides, what right do I have to die? After I die, what face do I have to see Qing?" Tu? He died for it. He must hope that I can live well. As long as I live for a day, we will love each other for a day. If I die, our love will disappear completely. He is gone, but I must at least guard us Love."

The host said sarcastically, "What a great love!"

It suddenly occurred to me that he could pull out my roots of love and control my body. I held the knife, and if I completely forgot about Qingtu, then I don’t need this crippled body. This is the only thought I have left in this world. up.

The master seemed to know what I was thinking, just like watching a clown, he said inexplicably: "You just guard your great love!"

I don't understand what the master's meaningful glance means.

The master is gone!

I started the days of suffering every day in dire straits.

Every day I would dream about the situation that day, when the sun was setting, I held up a knife and stabbed my lover mercilessly.

I am in too much pain, I often wake up in fear, Qingtu saved me with his own life, I can't die, but I am in too much pain, I can only cut my wrists one by one to relieve the pain in my heart , and also punished himself for killing his lover.

The blood on my body quickly caught the attention of the master, who confiscated my Qiongsha knife, and when I was in pain every night, I could only hit my head against the bedpost.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

In this way, the sound of my hitting the bedpost, the sound of knocking, knocking, knocking, echoed every night in the Juntianshen Mansion. The mansion was still a little lively in the past, but now, all the fairies who are serving are tucked away. The steps are light, and the silence around me is extremely quiet, as if the world has suddenly become silent.

In recent days, I have become more and more panicked, because I found that my body is weak, my memory is also fading day by day, and the good memories of me and Qingtu are slowly being eroded, I am mad and angry, Ask the host: "Why is the last good memory not left to me?"

The master did not refute, but was Fusheng, and laughed at me: "The human body and the seven emotions, five senses and six desires complement each other. If you kill yourself and make your body so weak, naturally your memory will become weaker and weaker."

I was so flustered that I didn't dare to hurt myself anymore, so I took out the paper and pen, and wrote down the past between me and Qingtu every day, for fear of missing any details, and every night I had to review the notes I wrote the day before to see if there were any. No detail was missed.

In this way, it seems that I have been stunned, and I am talking about it every day, even the little thorn talking next to me, and the honeysuckle and the others making me happy, I turn a deaf ear.

The condensed text of the past, volume after volume, almost flooded the bedroom where I live. Regarding the past, I cannot allow myself to remember the past carefully.

I fell like crazy in my own world.

Day after day, my clothes were empty, my waist became thinner, and I wandered around the bedroom like a wandering ghost every day.

"If you want to save him, you must stimulate his will to survive." Fusheng came to diagnose my pulse again, he shook his head, sighed, and said this to his master.

The master's face became darker day by day, and he seemed unable to bear my inhuman and ghost appearance. Finally one day, he said, "Don't you want to see that devil? If you still look like a ghost? I dare Guaranteed, what you see is definitely a corpse."

I looked at the master in disbelief, and tremblingly said: "Qingtu, are you still alive?"

"If you die, he will also become a dead ghost to accompany you!"

I couldn't wait to say: "I want to see him!"

The master said indifferently: "Going to see your concubine like this, doesn't he feel bad?"

From then on, I still spent every night in nightmares. Although my heart was in unbearable pain, I resisted the urge to break the porcelain and cut my skin to relieve the pain. Touching the wall slams the pillars.

My body seems to have improved a little bit.