This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 157 Passionate but always seems ruthless

I lied to him, I told him it didn't hurt, and it would be gone soon, but it was actually very painful, and he was in pain until he died.

The expression on Bi Lian's face had already froze. He looked deeply at the person with his eyes tightly closed, and his snow-white forehead was covered with fine sweat.

This gave Bi Lian a slightly sober understanding. It turned out that Shen Yue would also be afraid of pain.

He didn't know what kind of mentality he was asking.

"...What did you lie to him about?"

Her eyebrows and eyes are cold and gorgeous, and her slender eyelashes are like falling ice, icy and cold, and her loose hair is like snow, but also pale and pure.

With a snow-white face and bright red lips, she was cold and painful: "I told him...it doesn't hurt..."

The pain in her chest became more and more suffocating, she couldn't help but press the position of her chest with her jade-clean fingers, her neck elongated, like a dying swan.

Her eyelashes trembled, like snowflakes falling on a branch, very quiet and beautiful, "...It actually hurts, he cried."

Shen Yue was in pain, he could see it, because he was the one who made it happen.

But before, he was in a thousand to ten thousand times more pain than Shen Yue, the devil bones were removed alive, the muscles and bones were pulled out one by one from the flesh, and the blood was all drained, but his mind was still clear, he could clearly Chu felt the heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching pain, and he became a useless person. The people of Qingyunmen were still unwilling, and Shen Yue was still worried, until he was imprisoned in the sea of ​​abyss.

Those imprisoned in the sea of ​​abyss are monsters with deep sins and resentment. When he was forced to fall into a deep sleep, his spirit was tortured by the majesty of ancient monsters every minute and every second.

At that moment he really wanted to die, but he couldn't do anything with his eyes closed, he could only endure the heart-piercing pain alive.

Bi Lian looked at the slightly trembling fairy in white with an uncertain expression.

Slowly loosening his fingers, a light red finger mark was left on Cibai's thin neck, which was very conspicuous.

He has been thinking about it for who knows how many years, and the only belief that supports him is Shen Yue.

Unwillingness, hatred, resentment, tyranny, all of these things made him persist in surviving.

He had already thought about it ten thousand times, like if he let Shen Yue taste the pain after he came out, he would pay back ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart!
Now, he finally let Shen Yue feel the pain.

But now, Shen Yue seemed to be very sad again, he couldn't figure it out, Shen Yue would pity Rong Hua who had only been by her side for more than ten years, so what would never pity him, never pity him?
He is Shen Yue's younger brother. He grew up with her. Isn't his relationship deeper than Rong Hua's?
Then why can you be so cruel to him?
Perhaps it was because Shen Yue's face was too pale, the red light in Bi Lian's eyes flashed, Shen Yue's panting gradually slowed down, and then her body stopped trembling, but her tightly frowned eyebrows did not release.

The sweat on the forehead wetted the silver threads, her face was pale, her lips were red, and the silver threads were like snow. The pain in her chest disappeared, and her eyelashes trembled, as if she wanted to open her eyes, but after a while, it was because her body was too tight. He was too tired and fell asleep.

Bi Lian, who had been sitting by the bed the whole time, was silent, his fingers curled up slightly, and his eyes became more and more dim.

Pursing his thin lips slightly, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the sweat on Shen Yue's forehead with the back of his hand. It was moist and sticky, and the very sweet fragrance became stronger.

Bi Lian gently sniffed the somewhat wet back of her hand, and sure enough, it was very fragrant, very sweet, and very light.

He smiled, his eyes were stained with fanaticism that even he didn't know, he raised his hand to gently caress the red mark on his neck, rubbing it lightly, as if he was touching a precious jade.

That being the case, then he will stay at Qingyun Sect and Shen Yue's side, and he will take good care of the Immortal Venerable with all his heart.

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When she woke up, Shen Yue's mind was still a little dazed, she subconsciously touched the brow bone, but she touched her eyes with her hand.

Her heart sank, she groped around with her hands, and finally found the white cloth thrown on the ground under the bed.

Already dirty.

Shen Yue took another piece of white cloth and covered her eyes, the silver thread covered her whole back, her eyes were clear, and her lips were bright red.

She was still supporting her head and was struggling to recall what happened yesterday when another person's footsteps sounded. Shen Yue looked up and saw that the young man had already strode to her side, holding her arm without authorization, clear and bright The boyish voice is worried and nervous.

"Immortal Venerable, is your chest still hurting? You fainted yesterday, which frightened the disciples. Why don't you go to see Elder Ye?"

Shen Yue's body is no longer in pain now, she thought that the pain yesterday might be due to the dragon poison, or an old disease left over from before, so it shouldn't be a serious problem.

She shook her head, her eyebrows and eyes were like the frost and snow on the branches of white tea flowers, "No problem."

After saying this, she gently pushed the boy away, and her tone was very flat, as if she didn't take yesterday's chest pain to heart, and she returned to her cold and repulsive appearance.

Bi Lian has long been used to her expression, but unfortunately he still saw Shen Yue's fragile and pitiful appearance yesterday, and now looking at Shen Yue's pretentious expression, he really wants to tear it up badly.

But he held back, but couldn't help showing a mocking smile on his face.

The white-clothed celestial being had Qinghua nobility on her face, like the moon in the clear light, but her silver hair was tied lazily on her back, and her collar was slightly disheveled, she didn't seem to want to be respected.

On the contrary, he wanted to directly and rudely tear the messy collar to shreds.

Shen Yue was still not used to getting along with a disciple, she pursed her red lips, and gave the order to evict: "You should step back first."

Bi Lian didn't say anything, and withdrew.

Until the sound of footsteps disappeared, Shen Yuezai sat back on the bed, rubbed her soft silver hair, and really couldn't figure out the villain's mind.

In the original book, Bi Lian first played tricks to make Xiyu Xianzun go crazy, and then picked Xiyu Xianzun's hands and feet, crushed her panacea, and made her live like a ghost. In the end, he was directly thrown into the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, where he was tortured every day, and his death was extremely miserable.

But now the big villain's attitude towards her is a bit strange.

It is indeed hatred, but she always feels that this hatred is not too pure, but mixed with something.

Something that made her a little uneasy.

More importantly, the villain should not pretend to be good in front of her now, but should try to gain the heroine's favor.

(End of this chapter)