The ghost is covered with a whole person, it feels so strange, but it is so warm and kind.
A strange feeling arises spontaneously from the bottom of a cold and hard heart.
He subconsciously covered Ziqing's hand with his big bony hand, and touched it gently with temptation and uncertainty, for fear that when he touched it, he would be like all previous scenes, just hearing about his external name and feeling reverence and yearning, but after they saw his appearance clearly, even if they suppressed the disgusting in their hearts and said words against their hearts, they were doing repulsive and disgusting actions in their eyes, both in their eyes and in their bodies.
When he did come near them, they avoided him like a femme fatale, and even the kindest and gentlest touch was an insult to their delicate faces He was wounded again and again, and they were still screaming that he could only defend against them with evil and the same contempt.
Didn't they hate him, well, he hated him too.
There was a deep fear and contempt in their eyes, and it was only fair that he would abandon it.
He thought that if they had more strength than him, they would not hesitate to kill him.
Therefore, no one has ever been so close to him, and he faced him without any disgust, and a strange throbbing floated in his heart.
After confirming that the delicacy and warmth touched in his hands were real, he did not feel disgust or pity because of the ugly potholes on his face, nor did he evade and retreat because of his touch, and with a sense of firmness in his sincerity, he could not imagine that anyone would be willing to touch him, holding it in the palm of his hand like a treasure.
The smooth big hand finally grabbed the soft and delicate piece of the palm, and then held it tightly in the palm of the hand It took a while to react, and the tilted triangular eyes stared at Ziqing's tightly, and his voice trembled a little: "You, what you just said is true" Ziqing's heart was inexplicably sour, she could clearly sense that the other party's gray-white eyes that abruptly appeared like frogs were full of longing and expectation, and she couldn't say what she felt in her heart, there was pity, and she couldn't bear it.
But now is not the time to express those emotions.
Presumably, the gaze he had endured before was one of pity in addition to disgust.
Ziqing feels that the real harm is not the kind of real knife and gun, but the person who wears the coat of "kindness" and then looks at you with a picture of "pity" and "pity" for you.
They will dissect your present pain little by little.
And then the infinite place is bigger, and then count down how "pitiful" you are, in fact, in addition to watching others suffer and looking for their own life comfort and sense of existence, I am afraid that his heart is not as full of "compassion" as his mouth says, or even gloating, and then go to another place to write your "pain" into a paragraph.
Every day, I will take turns to listen to others, and then from the sighs, sympathy, and indifferent responses of others, and then think about my own life, it seems to be quite good.
Thinking of this, Zi Jing restrained his previous smile, and his expression became extremely sincere.
Taking a deep breath, he looked extremely emotional, and leaned down slightly.
Leaned his head on the other party's shoulder, and said shyly: "It's really stupid, from now on, my Xing Yansheng is your person, and death is yours."
For the sake of survival, but also for the moment of touching in his heart.
Maybe it's because she's traveled too much life and seen all kinds of people, so she's more immune to skin.
Just now, she suddenly thought of a question, if she said that when she first met Jiuli, the other party was like this.
Then "confess" to yourself.
Would you agree with it At this moment, Ziqing had the answer in his heart, if he was as precious as life, and they shared the same beliefs and values.
She thought, she would.
Therefore, this time, even if "Xing Yan" and him did not have any "emotional foundation" before, and he also had such an "unbearable" antecedent, but the facts now are.
She has become his wife.
If there is still a trace of goodness and pure land in his heart, she is willing to give it a go.
The dry hand covered Ziqing's soft lips, and the word "ghost" was forcibly blocked in his mouth.
Ziqing's heart was inexplicably agitated, he, didn't he even want to let himself say that unlucky word At this moment, the ugly face that was imprinted into Ziqing's sight was not as wild and indifferent as before, but more like a little rabbit with a wounded desire and seeking comfort.
The deep voice was a little hoarse, "Yan'er, I will do everything I can in this life and this life, and I will definitely protect you."
Inexplicably, Ziqing shivered from the bottom of his heart.
She suddenly felt like a wolf grandmother in a floral apron who had cheated Little Red Riding Hood's favorite candy away.
Subconsciously tightened his arms and let out a soft "um" from his throat.
The rise of a generation of peerless geniuses, if there is no protagonist halo, then there is only the most cruel tempering and the opportunity and tenacity to become a phoenix.
Ghost Mochou belongs to the latter.
He is the descendant of a pair of genius cultivators, who were hunted down by the enemy because of the grievances of his father, and the woman with the appearance of the country and the city took her captive and put her in a jar, and fed her like a worm, all his memories are all kinds of torture without a lower limit, and it is a miracle that he can survive.
With great strength, he tortured the woman to death in the most brutal way.
Thinking that time can really dilute everything, in a secret treasure search, he could have left alone, but he saw a female cultivator with a peerless appearance Chu Chu pitiful begging for help, and he felt compassion in his heart, and he was also injured at the same time as breaking the formation.
But the other party took advantage of his gratitude to kill the killer when he was seriously injured, and he tried his best to resist, and he was also irreparably damaged.
His hatred for women is extreme, especially beautiful women.
Later, he became the sect master of the Ghost Dao Sect, and most of the disciples he recruited were paranoid in one way or another.
As his strength and fame gradually climbed throughout the cultivation realm, whether it was for cultivation or his future, some women who didn't know his roots came one after another, or were sent by those who wanted to cling to him.
He doesn't accept concubines, so no matter who it is, as long as you want to follow me, that's good, he will give the other party the title of "madam".
Maybe he still longs for that part of the other party to give him respect from the bottom of his heart.
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But it backfired, and the candle night in the cave room was torn open again and again with blood, ravaged and then sprinkled with salt, and of course, it also became a nightmare for those women.
Just a glance, disgust, fear and disdain in the eyes of the other party.
Once again, he brought out the evil that he was hiding in his heart, and killed the women in a fit of rage.
They didn't understand until they died, why there were still such ugly people in the world, shouldn't the Ghost Dao Sect Master, who was famous in the cultivation realm, be tall, handsome, handsome, personable, handsome and elegant, like those powerful monks t1706231537: