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"Do you hate me so much?" Han Xingyu frowned slightly, his sad eyes matched his beautiful face, which was extremely aggrieved, but very cute, making people want to pity him, and he blinked his innocent eyes.

, said in a muffled voice: "But what should I do? I like you so much. This kind of like seems to be love."

Seeing the extremely beautiful man in front of her with such a sad look that made people want to pity her, Ruoxue's mouth twitched slightly. Having a good face was indeed useful. She originally wanted to scold him for doing so without permission.

When I entered the room, I swallowed it hard, but I couldn't say it to this pitiful person with such a beautiful face.

Then she thought about it, don't people in this world use divine power to transform their appearance? Thinking of this, she reached out and pinched Han Xingyu's face, and said loudly: "Put away your beautiful face! You guy

, you must have become so good-looking on purpose, to win sympathy! You are such a scoundrel, such a shameless stalker, your original appearance must be so ugly! Show your true colors!"

Han Xingyu protected her face in pain and said sadly: "It hurts, it hurts, this is my real skin! This is my real face!"

"True appearance?" Ruoxue let go of her hand and looked at his fair face, leaving her own red thumbprint. She couldn't help but raise a smile at the corner of her mouth, squinted her eyes and said suspiciously: "You guy, I'm sure God will give you

You have such a nice face?"

"Replace it if it's true!" Han Xingyu was a little unhappy. What was it about him that made her so annoying?

Ruoxue curled her lips and said: "Don't you say that love comes from the heart? A person like you really shouldn't have such a face!"

"How bad am I? Are you so displeased with me?" Han Xingyu looked at her with great sadness, and his eyes were probably about to drip with tears.

"How bad is it?" Ruoxue stretched out her hand and counted in detail: "First, you entered Ruofu without permission, which is regarded as breaking into a famous house. Second, you are nosy and meddle in the affairs of the Blood King and me. Third,

You dare to lie to my dad that you cured my illness. Although you helped me to cover up the lie at the time, it is wrong. My dad, only I can lie to you. Where did you get the onions from?

Dare to lie to him. Fourth, after you left, you shouldn't come to Ruofu again, let alone enter my room late at night. Fifth, you should never, never should, just take away my first kiss!" Ruoxue gritted her teeth at the end.

He looked like he was almost going to eat Han Xingyu alive.

Han Xingyu pointed at the palm extended by Ruoxue and chuckled: "It's just five fingers, it's not a big deal."

"It's easy for you!" Ruoxue narrowed her eyes with extremely sharp eyes, stretched out a hand and said loudly: "First, you bastard! Second, you are a scoundrel! Third, you are shameless! Fourth, you

The ghost lingers! Fifth, you deserve to die!" As the last word of death was spoken, Ruoxue had already sent out three silver needles.

She knew that the other person would be able to hide, and she just had nowhere to vent her anger. She wanted to send out a silver needle to make him hide. Seeing his embarrassment when hiding was better than seeing him smile!

But what she didn't expect was that Han Xingyu didn't move, just looked at her with a smile, and said in a gentle voice: "If you want me to die, I won't hide."

The silver needle was just a hair away from his eyebrows. Ruoxue stretched out her hand suddenly and sent out three more silver needles. This time, the three silver needles were fast and accurate, hitting the other three silver needles that were approaching Han Xingyu.

fell, and the last six silver needles fell to the ground together, making a crisp sound like silver bells.

Han Xingyu raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were very bright and deep, containing deep affection, and her sexy lips were slightly opened: "I know, you can't let me go."

This extremely ambiguous sentence almost made Ruoxue spit out blood. Ruoxue tried hard to calm down, raised a beautiful but extremely dangerous smile, and said sinisterly: "I found out that I will kill you with three silver needles.

It’s really easy for you! If you want to die, I won’t stop you, and I will give you a ride, but the way of death will not be so easy and simple.”

"Hehe..." Han Xingyu smiled very cutely. The perfect curve of the corners of her mouth and the charming curve of her chin were enough to captivate all living beings with this smile. The so-called smile that conquers the world is probably nothing more than that.

"Why are you laughing!" Ruoxue wanted to hold back her anger, but found that in front of this damn guy, her years of patience and good cultivation were still useless, and she would eventually be pissed off by this guy.

"Laughing at you." Han Xingyu looked straight at her, still smiling that charming smile.

"You guy!" Ruoxue glared at him.

He was not afraid at all, but smiled slowly and said: "You are always duplicitous. You are obviously very kind, but you always pretend to be heinous and fierce. It is really heartbreaking. Can you stop acting like that?

Don’t you feel tired? Why don’t you throw away the turtle shell on your body?”

"Turtle shell!" Ruoxue rushed over and grabbed his face with force. Her fair and tender face turned red from the pull. She said angrily: "Don't think I don't know, you are calling me a turtle!

Don't think that I will be... moved by those bad words of yours..." Her voice gradually weakened, and the hand holding his face gradually loosened. Her head dropped lower and lower, as if she was holding back something, her hands

Make a fist tightly.

Han Xingyu stretched out her hand to rub her face and smiled slightly. Her voice was neither high nor low, but very soft: "I know you are touched."

"I don't need your sympathy!" Ruoxue pushed him away with force, turned around suddenly, and turned her back to him.

You are always duplicitous. You are obviously kind, but you always pretend to be vicious and ferocious. It is really distressing. Can you stop acting like that? Don't you feel tired? Can't you just throw away the turtle shell on your body?

His words kept replaying in my mind.

Kind? Maybe she was once kind. After picking up the blackened buns left behind by the dead, she seemed to be losing the so-called kindness little by little. When she killed the child who attacked her with a wooden stick, she had forgotten what kindness was.

A word of sarcasm, but someone would actually say that he is kind.

Duplicity? Pretend to be heinous? Even you don’t know when you are telling the truth and when you are telling lies. Maybe it’s not the duplicity, but every sentence comes from the heart. Words that are used to killing people, cruel words

, etc., they are all habits that cannot be changed. I don’t know if I am just pretending. Maybe I am like this in my life.

Does it make people feel bad? No, no one needs to feel bad. No one has felt bad in the past, and there will be no need for people to feel bad or sympathetic in the future!

Are you tired? Tired... really tired... The turtle shell I was carrying was to protect myself, but I found that under such a disguise and in such a load-bearing turtle shell, I was already exhausted...

Don’t you want people to feel hurt? Ask yourself, do you really don’t want to? If not, what are the warm tears on your face telling you?

Why can this man stir up his emotions so easily!

Angry because of him, sad because of him!

I had long thought that as a killer, I had no absolute anger, no absolute sadness, neither anger nor sadness, neither joy nor sorrow, and was indifferent and ruthless. That would be the best killer. But when I met this man, I had been pretending for so many years.

, so many years of habits, all of a sudden, all collapsed!

I feel angry, cry, and feel sad... I start to hope that someone will feel sorry for me...

Who would feel bad for him? This man? He doesn’t even know who he is, so why should he feel bad for himself? What he feels bad for is only the owner of this body, the crazy and ugly woman, and he feels bad for her.

Life, not yourself, is not the life of a cold-blooded killer codenamed Smiley, who has forgotten his own name!

"Don't cry..." Han Xingyu's voice was trembling. He didn't expect that he would make her cry. How painful was she in her heart? What kind of life did she live in other worlds?

"Haha." Ruoxue sneered, but there was a cry in her voice, making her sneer look very desolate.

What kind of story can make her smile so bitter and desolate? Han Xingyu looked at her back, slightly lost in thought, thinking about what Han Yuyuan and Han Yuyan said to themselves when they sent them back to the mountain.

Han Yuyan: "Dad, it's because the souls of the dead are unwilling to leave the planet that they are floating in the universe."

Han Yuyuan: "Dad, that fierce woman should have died once in another world. I think dad should go to the other world to find out more about her. Although I don't like a fierce person to be the future mother.

But daddy likes her, and I will like her too."

Han Xingyu pondered the words of the two children, and Ruoxue's cold voice came to her ears: "You can get out."

Han Xingyu frowned and looked at her, wanting to say something, but couldn't. He didn't understand her past, so he didn't know how to comfort her. How could he leave here when she was so sad.

He stood still, just looking at Ruoxue's back quietly.

"Get out!" Ruoxue growled hoarsely.

Han Xingyu hesitated for a moment. Even if he didn't trust her, he had to leave first. If he stayed by himself, it would only anger her more. She was a stubborn woman who wanted to be strong. She would not allow her weakness or her crying appearance to be seen by others.

exposed in front of.

"Okay, I'll get out." Han Xingyu's voice was low and hoarse. He disappeared as soon as his figure flashed.

Ruoxue turned around and looked at the place where he had just stood, slightly dazed. The moisture in her eyes was still there, and the tears on her face had not yet dried. She looked helpless and weak.

She fled away, but teleported back. Han Xingyu, who was hiding behind the screen and looking at her, clenched her fists tightly and dug her nails into the palms of her hands. The pain was not as painful as her heartache. Feeling sorry for someone like this is like feeling sorry for one's own mother.

The status of this woman in my heart is as important as my mother. It only took a few days and only a few meetings, but she has such a fascinating magic power. This is love, a love that cannot be extricated. No wonder Hua Qianye wants to be innocent.

My sister has been waiting for so many years of loneliness. No wonder Sister Wuxie worked hard to become a god and find a body for Hua Qianye.

She bit her lower lip and said in a low voice: "Isn't it very rogue? Isn't it very shameless? Why were you driven away? Why did you just drive away after two times? Why would you be driven away so easily?

Why do you say you feel sorry for me?" She wanted to say something else, but she suddenly couldn't speak anymore. She looked at the person walking out from behind the screen in shock, with an indescribable look flashing in her eyes, which seemed like happiness but not happiness, like anger.

Not angry, almost angry but not angry...it contains too many emotions.

"What? You don't recognize me?" Han Xingyu smiled gently, walked forward slowly, reached out and gently brushed away the tears on her face.

Ruoxue did not dodge this series of actions, but just looked at him blankly.

"I'm not that easy to be driven away." Han Xingyu smiled angrily, with a slanted smile that had a hint of a rogue. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Didn't you call me a rogue? How can a rogue be easily dismissed? No.

I won’t leave if I get benefits!”

"It's a good place..." Ruoxue finally found her voice, her face was slightly embarrassed, and her eyes were extremely annoyed. If she knew that he hadn't left and beat her to death, she wouldn't have said those sad words to herself.

Looking back now, those words were really ambiguous, like a resentful woman. How could I say such things?

Han Xingyu suddenly leaned down and gently kissed her lips. He didn't stop, just touched her lightly, and then left. He licked his lips, as if reminiscing, narrowed his beautiful eyes, he

Her face is so exquisite that even every eyelash is so charming, like the eyelashes of butterfly wings, fluttering, as if it is carrying a stream of electricity, bewitching her.

"This is the benefit." He raised the corners of his mouth, and that smile was like a bright white moonlight, very light, soft, beautiful, and tranquil.

Ruoxue always maintained a dull look, looking at him blankly, looking at the smile as bright as the white moonlight, something in her heart was touched and melted, as if she wanted to catch this white moonlight, this

This kind of warmth, this kind of tranquility, but... can she really grasp it?

"I'm not Ruoxue." She suddenly lowered her head, her voice was extremely serious, but there seemed to be a hint of fear.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was deeper than she expected, and his voice was as warm as the spring breeze: "I know."

"You... know?" Ruoxue looked at him in shock.
To be continued...