Chapter 42

He doesn't have too much feeling for people. In his life, he has experienced pain that others can't imagine, so he always has indifference to people.

But this woman, this woman's smile made him feel warm.

And her simplicity, her sincerity and kindness to people, although she is a bit cunning and scheming, she never shy away from others.

And she was really good at heart. Although she stole, he had noticed that all the things she stole were rich people who did evil things.

And she never steals from those rich but kind-hearted people, and she often secretly donates to some poor people.

More importantly, she was not afraid of him when she saw him for the first time, nor would she despise him or hate him because he was a killer.

This woman, in her conception, good and evil are not restricted by rules like the outside world, she will use her eyes to distinguish everything.

He likes her like this.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Su Qiqi raised her head, she saw Bai Jian staring at her.

It made her feel a little uncomfortable. She was not used to being stared at by others like this, so she just felt very uncomfortable.

Especially when Bai Jian looked at it like this.

"It's nothing!" Bai Jian's face showed a bit of embarrassment, and he turned his eyes away, not daring to look at her again.

Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, and the embarrassment and blush on her face were hidden under the mask, so she couldn't see it.

She is really beautiful. Although she is not overwhelming, she always attracts others.

However, even if he couldn't see his face, the shyness in his eyes was still so obvious.

Su Qiqi's delicate peach eyebrows frowned, stared at Bai Jian, and then said something surprising: "Bai Jian, you are so strange today!"

"What's so strange, I'll always be like this!" Bai Jian looked embarrassed, and didn't dare to look at her again.

"It's a good thing you're a killer, otherwise I really thought you were shy! Your eyes are so upright!" Su Qiqi said thoughtfully.

The face is calm, in her opinion, it is a fantasy for Bai Jian to be shy, because the killer is always cold and cold

shy?

Such words should not exist.

But... who said killers can't be shy?
Bai Jian's face was green and pale, this woman, I really don't know what to say about her.

In this case, she blurted out.

But he felt a little unhappy in his heart, he was indeed shy.

But he was afraid of letting her see it and hoped that she could see it.

At least she knew what he meant to her when she saw it.

But since he had never been in contact with a woman, he didn't know how to express his thoughts at all, and he was too ashamed to speak about it.

I wanted to admit it, but blurted out: "It's ridiculous, how could I be shy? And why am I shy?"

Qi Qi smiled lightly, and didn't care, she felt relieved when she thought that Bai Jian would not kill Ye Wuyan for the time being.
And this reassurance kept her entangled in her heart. She knew that she didn't let Bai Jian kill Ye Wuyan purely for money.

And this realization made her a little flustered.

"I said you can't be shy!" Qiqi said indifferently.

He didn't notice that there was a strange color in someone's eyes. Looking at her who was straightforward and generous, he felt a sense of frustration that he didn't know how to express to her.

Half of Xin's long figure was covered by the moonlight. Over the years, he had been used to the darkness, but looking at her in the light, he suddenly wanted to get out of the darkness.

"Bai Jian, have you ever thought about finding a legitimate job instead of being a killer one day?" Qiqi suddenly had an idea.

Anyway, she also wants to set up the Seven Treasures Palace. If there is such a master as Bai Jian as the treasure of the palace, who else would dare to easily invade it?

And kill two birds with one stone, not only can strengthen his own power, but also can make Bai Jian give up the life of a killer who has no sun, and live a normal life.

She thought that no one is born to want to be a killer.

Such a life is really sad.

Bai Jian didn't expect that Qiqi would ask him this, and frowned slightly, as if thinking deeply.

He never thought about not being a killer one day, so when Qiqi asked, he didn't know what he was thinking for a while.

When he was very young, it was his master who took him in, gave him food and clothing, and taught him peerless martial arts.

But he was trained as a killer. He started killing people when he was eight years old. Today, he has become numb, and he doesn't remember how many people he killed.

Countless, when the blood splashed in front of my eyes,
From his initial fear and insomnia to his current numbness, he completely ignores it
(End of this chapter)

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