Chongmen's eyes tightened, and his hands clenched subconsciously.
But there was a void.
Shen Rou had quickly pulled out of his side, and pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, the dagger flashed sharply, and it was alive against his snow-white neck.
In the eyes of the heavy door that changed color, he retreated step by step.
The man in black didn't seem to expect Shen Rou to come out like this, and they were all slightly stunned, but the murderous aura was not reduced at all, for fear that Shen Rou's dagger would be thrown at them.
She stepped back step by step, widening the distance between her and Chongmenjue, and in Chongmenjue's painful eyes, she looked at him and shook her head, and a desolate smile bloomed on her snow-white lips.
"Little Fourteen, Sister doesn't want to drag you down!"
With heavy martial arts, if he fights hard, he may have a chance to survive, but if he is distracted to protect her, then he will not survive.
She didn't want to be a burden to him.
Heavy pain rolled in Chongmen's eyes, stretched out his hand, and persuaded her softly: "Sister, don't do stupid things, you have never been a burden to me!"
” His voice was slightly choked and torn: "You are my only relative!"
” In this world, he is adrift and bumpy, without relatives and no reason, if Shen Rou dies again, then in this world, he is really the only one left floating alone.
The most difficult thing for people to give up is love.
Whether it's family affection or love!
In this life, he has seen rivers of blood, seen bloody wind and rain, killed countless times, and his heart was as hard as a stone, but he has a demonic obstacle, and he can never break the word love.
Maybe it's because of the miserable life, so I want to grasp the warmth brought by love.
However, there has never been love, and you can warm him up.
After that warmth, it is usually blood and killing, and what he has to face is life and death.
For example, Qin Xuanji, for example, Shen Rou in front of him.
"The only relative!"
Shen Rou muttered this sentence, tears burst out of her eyes, her heart hurt unbearably, and she said with difficulty: "Just because I am your only relative, I am reluctant to let you die, you have to live well!"
” As long as he lives well, she is dead and blind.
"Sister, we can live together!"
Heavy Gate Jue approached Shen Rou step by step, and those black-clothed people were also approaching them step by step, forming a small enclosed space, seeing that the situation was out of control.
Shen Rou suddenly shouted ruthlessly: "You stop!"
” She took another step towards her neck, and the blood was boiling hot and flowing across her snow-white neck.
In the night firelight, the red blood stung the eyes of the heavy door.
Shen Rou looked up and laughed as if she didn't feel pain at all, her voice was poignant and sharp, but it was full of unparalleled hatred: "Chongmenzheng, I know that you are now like a turtle with a shrunken head hiding in the dark and watching everything here, do you think that no one will know about the ugly things you did when you killed me?"
You think beautifully!
” The gentle woman with a hideous face like madness, and scolded viciously: "You wait well, your death will not be too far away!"
” Her eyes were like ghosts: "I will wait for you on Huangquan Road!"
” The woman clenched the dagger in her hand, suddenly ruthless, piercing her own heart, the sharp edge she did not enter her chest, and the painful voice of the heavy door was blown away by the wind: "Don't ......"