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Chapter 558 You Are All Sick

This is the sharpest sword in the world!

Jin Yanchen's back froze, and the half-cut black iron knife stopped in the air.

As soon as the pressure in front of Chang Qianfo loosened, he was exhausted in an instant, leaning on the wall and retreating, staggering and about to fall.

Chang Jili took advantage of the opportunity to break through Xu Younan's blockage, rushed over quickly when he saw it, hugged Chang Qianfo who was falling, and stuffed a red pill into his mouth: "Swallow it quickly."

Grabbing Chang Qianfo's pulse with his backhand, he shouted: "Go fetch water, fetch gauze and needle stones, fry ginseng soup, hurry up!"

The loud swords outside the door drowned out his roar.

Xu Younan walked in with his hands in his sleeves, stepping on the rubble all over the floor.There was a big hole in the roof, and the dark sky leaked from the hole. He was standing under the dark mottled hole, and the raindrops fell from the top of his head, like a bunch of white light shields, firmly imprisoning him in it.

Wet the corner of the robe, dyed silver hair.

His face was a little dazed, as if he was smiling, but also as if he wasn't.

Mu Dian held the sword and turned it from behind Jin Yanchen in front of him. The three-foot sword was raised surprisingly steadily, and it turned around against the skin of Jin Yanchen's neck, and finally stopped on his protruding Adam's apple.

"Let them all stop." She said coldly.

Qu Ya stopped first.

Ling Fufang, who was fighting fiercely with him, was able to get away and rushed in quickly, and saw Chang Qianfo leaning on Chang Jili's body covered in blood with his eyes closed, his legs went limp, and he almost fell down.

Chang Jili said angrily, "Why are you panicking? Come and help me."

Ling Fufang's thumping heart finally settled down at this moment, he took two quick steps, carried Chang Qianfo on his back, and rushed out with Chang Jili's support.

The killing sound outside died down.

The world fell silent.

A star of tears slowly floated up from Mu Dianke's smoky eyes.

Many scenes that she resisted to remember and buried deep in the ruins of memory emerged one after another: he took his hand and walked through the streets to buy candied chestnuts; he held up a bamboo and carefully picked out fish eyes for her , peeling walnuts for her; he let her step on the tree on his back to pick fruit; he carried her up the mountain for sunrise; in spring he took her to ride a horse to see flowers; in summer he bought a house of fireflies for her; Make a snowman on the porch in winter...

Reunited in Xiliang, he hugged her and wept bitterly, saying, little Sier, little Sier, I knew you were still alive; he pushed Qiao Yuze to the corner of the table, and yelled at her angrily with tears in his eyes, saying that I would not allow it. You bullied her; he stood in front of her, was kicked and bruised by Sasaki's guards, silently said with his mouth that it didn't hurt, and Xiaosi was not sad; he leaned on her shoulder drunkenly and said, Xiaosi, from now on I only have is you……

How did they get to where they are today step by step?
"You betrayed me for the first time, pointed a knife at your own neck, and asked me to let Chang Qianfo go... This is the second time."

Jin Yanchen smiled abruptly, and smiled, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, shining brilliantly: "I have learned to be smart, and I know that my life is worthless, and it will only work if I point it at me."

Mu Dianke clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and his wrist trembled involuntarily.

"Don't shake." Jin Yanchen keenly sensed that the sword in her hand was retracting, grabbed it, and brought the tip of the sword to his neck: "It's only a little bit closer, if you send it a little further, you will become free……"

His palm was tightly gripping the blade, and blood flowed from the cut.A patch of bright red blood traced back along the sword body, covered the hilt, and dyed Mu Dianke's plain fingers red.

Mu Dian didn't dare to let go, nor did he dare to use force, his fingers were stiffly gripping the hilt of the sword.

"You forced me, you are arrogant and unreasonable." She shouted at him.

She knew him well, knew what kind of expression and what kind of tone would annoy him.As long as he gets angry, whether he wants to strangle her or slap her, as long as he makes a move, she can find a chance to break the situation.

She could always provoke him easily, but this time it didn't work.

Jin Yanchen looked at her silently, his eyes were full of sadness and determination, the palm of his hand holding the long sword became more and more forceful, the blade cut into the flesh, sinking inch by inch, the blood flow became more urgent, along the edge of the sword trickle all the way down.

The blade of the sword was still moving forward, piercing into the flesh of his neck bit by bit.

Mu Dian was finally defeated.

Her tears fell: "Brother, brother, I beg you. You know I won't kill you—I didn't mean to kill you..."

"Why didn't you kill me?" Jin Yanchen's eyes were stained with blood, and he laughed wildly: "Is it because my surname is Jin? I'm dead, and the Jin family has lost all children and grandchildren. Are you sorry for your grandfather? Or your grandmother?"

Mu Dianke desperately shook his head: "No, no."

"I don't know..." Jin Yanchen lowered his eyes, and the haze and haze in his deep eyes dissipated, making people feel sad and desolate to cry.Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the sword from Mu Dianke and threw it at his feet.

The blood-stained long sword was bouncing and spinning on the rubble-covered green brick floor, tinkling, tinkling, and every time it sounded, it was like a sharp knife piercing the heart.

Mu Dianke cried so hard that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were blurred with tears.

Xu Younan stood aside silently, with a look of unbearable expression on his face.

On the contrary, Jin Yanchen was the calmest.

"I'm not your brother either," he said.

After saying this, he turned around, his back was as firm and upright as before, with fearless and invincible power.

——As if nothing just happened.As if the person just now was not him.

He strode away.

Mu Dianke squatted among the dust and rubble all over the ground, staring blankly at his blood-stained fingers and pointing out his eyes.

The blood had already dried up, congealed on the back of her hand which was as delicate as grease.Red blood, white skin, there is a kind of hideous beauty.

Everyone left, except Xu Younan.

"Are you saying it's funny?"

After a long time, Mu Dianke took his eyes off his hands and spoke quietly.Because she had just cried, her voice was hoarse:

"I'm obviously the person you hate the most, and I hate you too. But every time I'm saddest, you're always with me, and I don't want to drive you away."

"That's because you are so lonely, they don't understand you." Xu Younan said.

"Really?" Mu Dian laughed sarcastically, "But I don't understand you at all."

She sucked her itchy nose, and felt that her eyelashes were sticking together with tears, which made her a little uncomfortable, so she blinked, rested her face on her lap, and tilted her head to look at Xu Younan:
"Xu Younan, do people like you ever feel lonely?"

She laughed heartlessly and cruelly, with a sense of revenge: "When you were weaving dragonflies?"

"Look, you clearly understand." Xu Younan said with a smile, "You just don't care."

He also squatted down, looked at her level, and looked at her with some pity.After a while, he said, "You understand him too. If you don't understand him, you are really a fool."

"No, I don't understand." Mu Dianke interrupted Xu Younan loudly, seeing Xu Younan's half-smile face, she felt angry and annoyed, turned her head to the other side, and stubbornly looked at her feet: "I don't know anything. "

Xu Younan smiled: "Then don't know."

"You are all sick." Mu Dianke said.

"Yes." Xu Younan sighed, "I've been ill for a long time, and I can't be cured."

　Thank you, Mo Crow, for rewarding me with a smile!Thanks to Susu 931, Dongfang Xiongxiong, the good name has been changed by pigs, Huohuo Xiaoqingziqing, Xiaocao in the Mire, the monthly ticket of book friend 20171229130559743!Thank you so much!

　　
　
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