Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1218 The pit is 228 meters deep

The peripheral light of the flames slanted on his face.

One side is white, the other side is red, the two colors are intertwined, making it indescribably ferocious and desolate.

But Mo Jiu didn't let him go because of this, or she didn't want to let him miss a chance to face his heart.

Slowly, she used all her strength to pull him to the edge of the rock crevice.Looking down, you can see the tumbling flames, with bright red tongues, large expanses of red, which seem to be endlessly red, spectacular and terrifying, like purgatory.

"Xiao Liulang." Mo Jiu pointed to the flames below, "Life and death are but a moment, how can there be so many things worth worrying about in this world. There are only you and me here, what is it that you can't tell me? Maybe next time In a second, we will all be swallowed by the sea of ​​fire here, and there will be nothing left. Do you have to leave regrets for me?"

Xiao Changsi tightly closed his eyes, "Ah Jiu, I'm sorry."

"Bullshit! I don't want to hear that."

Mo Jiu gritted his teeth bitterly, his voice hoarse and shrill.

"Xiao Liulang, you have never been sorry to me. The only person you have been sorry to is yourself. You wronged yourself, suppressed yourself, followed me every day, but didn't recognize me. For someone who doesn't know me For me, you, an insider, will only suffer a hundred times, a thousand times more than me."

The flames reflected Xiao Changsi's face.

The ballistic potholes on it, if he wasn't Xiao Liulang, Mo Jiu thought, he might be afraid to take a second look.

"Liulang, I know you are suffering in your heart. I also believe that everything you do is due to your difficulties. But why are you unwilling to tell me when you come back, or let me bear the burden with you? You are doing it for my own good, for my own sake. Think about it, but why don’t you think about it, what am I, Mo Jiu, afraid of? I am not afraid of the sky or the earth. When the wind comes, I will block the wind. When the rain comes, I will block the rain. When death comes, I will die with you.”

Speaking of this, she was moved, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"My man, admit it—"

Xiao Changsi froze, didn't move, and didn't admit it.

Seeing this, Mo Jiu's face darkened again, "You don't want me to touch you, do you? You feel that you have become ugly and shameful, don't you? Xiao Liulang, you look down on me, Mo Jiu. If I judge people by their appearance If I were a woman who judged people by their appearance, I wouldn't be fucking in love with you, but..."

Having said that, she giggled and tugged on his sleeve playfully.

"You have to fall in love with me first, right? After all, I'm more beautiful than you—"

Such a joke is not funny at this time, here.

But Xiao Changsi twitched the corners of his lips, and still smiled stiffly in cooperation.

Then he raised his hand, and gently stroked the wet hair beside Mo Jiu's cheeks, caressing her flushed face.

"Ah Jiu, you shouldn't get emotional in vain now, the Cloud and Rain Gu will come back anytime under such a roasting—"

Mo Jiu almost fell down with anger.

After she said so much, she just waited for such a rational analysis from him?
"Fuck the cloud and rain Gu." Mo Jiufei quickly pushed his hand away and looked at him with a red face, "Xiao Liulang, I want your explanation."

She didn't know if it was because the temperature was too high or because she was too angry. When she yelled at him, she felt her body tremble and she shivered uncontrollably.

"Don't be angry. Be good." Xiao Changsi seemed to realize that something was wrong with her, and stretched out his arms to hug her, soothing her softly, "I will tell you everything you want to know, I will tell you, but you promise me, don't get angry, Don't get emotional, hold on to Yuan Shouyi..."

(End of this chapter)