Eternal Love

  The 150th chapter bloodstain (5)

Watching Yunmeng's departure, his eyes were placed on Zhou Yan. Wang Ye, who knew Zhou Yan well, couldn't imagine that he would succumb to others. Even if there was a reason for it, he looked back at Zuo Yu who fell on the ground, and then looked up. Looking at the sky, he said sadly in his heart: I'm afraid it's more than just a **** storm.

   Suddenly shook hands with the saber, his figure flashed, and Wang Ye's figure had disappeared.

In the valley, there are slaying sounds and scenes of blood flowing into rivers. The Phantom’s people are the elites of the "Wind Wolf", but whether Zhao Ziheng or Zhou Yan, or Zhou Cheng and Feng Qinghan are they waiting for you ? The two sides are evenly matched, and the result of this battle is obvious when the constant injuries and deaths.

   is located in the valley, in a guest room at the end of the northwest side, a corpse lies outside the door, and two ‘white wolves’ guard the door.

   "Can you tell me why you are here?" Feng Qinghan in the room asked the man sitting on the bed facing the other side of the screen.

   Judging from her body shape, it is not difficult to see that the person sitting on the bed is a woman, but she did not answer Feng Qinghan’s question, but could feel her eyes watching Feng Qinghan.

It seems that the silence to the woman has long been known, Feng Qinghan did not feel unhappy, but Feng Qingyun said calmly: "You are there well, why come here to die? You don't know what the consequences will be if you come here, right? ?"

  From the tone of voice, it is not difficult to tell that it is an attitude that has nothing to do with him, but how can Feng Qinghan appear to say this? It goes without saying that the two knew each other, and why did Feng Qinghan come to see her specially? It is definitely not the style of Feng Qinghan to find someone who is looking for death by himself.

  Suddenly, the woman broke the silence with a chuckle, but Feng Qinghan still remained indifferent, as if it were not surprising, and she looked clear.

  "Will you still care about my life or death?" A very familiar voice came from the other side of the screen. Although it was smiling, it could not conceal the sad voice in the tone.

  Feng Qinghan remained unmoved after hearing these words, just shrugged his shoulders with a calm and unrelated attitude.

Although Feng Qinghan’s movements were small, she was completely seen by the woman, and she could only show a very bitter smile. She continued: "Although I don’t know why you are here, but if you want to If you kill me, even if you do it, I will neither run nor hide, let alone complain."

  "Why do you think that?" Feng Qinghan's expression was slightly surprised, like a child who did something wrong and asked humbly for advice.

The woman snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it? I always enjoy torturing me. When I can use it, I will use it as much as possible. If I can't use it, I will naturally want to kill me? If it interferes with you, I'm afraid Do you want to kill me with your own hands?"

   Hearing the sound, Feng Qinghan did not respond immediately as before, but opened the folding fan in his hand and looked at the woman on the other side of the screen with a thoughtful look.

The attitude towards Feng Qinghan is still bitter in the woman's heart. She admits that she has never known Feng Qinghan, but she knows how Feng Qinghan hates her. It is not wrong to guess her own, no matter what her life or death is, Feng Qinghan She will never be moved, because of this, she will not compromise, especially in the face of Feng Qinghan, even if she is dead, she must maintain her last dignity, because even if she is dead, she does not want to be in Feng Qinghan. A weak side appeared in front of.

  The two sides were silent for a while, and finally Feng Qinghan closed the folding fan in his hand to break the deadlock, and then heard his voice: "I don't know you hate me so much?"

  There is no seriousness in the tone, but it seems to be indifferent.

On the contrary, the woman felt as if she had known it for a long time, she wanted to cry without tears, and her heart was even more bitter and unbearable. She believed that Feng Qinghan could not not know. As for why she was acting stupid, she didn't know it, because she felt like Feng Qinghan There is no need to be stupid, so he said: "Should you hate me?"

  Feng Qinghan tilted his head, as if thinking. After a while, he replied: "I don't remember that I said that."

"Do you need to say it when you hate someone? No matter how beautiful your language is, your behavior has betrayed your heart." When she said these words, the woman's tone seemed very calm, like a line that had already been prepared, even more It's like a well-known thing.

  Feng Qinghan put a folding fan against his chin, looked at the woman and said, "Then have I done anything that makes your misunderstanding so profound?"

  "Misunderstanding?" The woman repeated it amusingly, as if she had heard the funniest thing in the world.

   "Otherwise, I really can't think of what I have done to make you hate me so much. I have never hated you." Feng Qinghan's tone was still calm.

Perhaps, if not after so many things have happened, everyone should be happy. Everyone knows that Feng Qinghan never lied. It is rare to explain that there must be a reason, but a woman can’t really do it after doing so many things. Qinghan's words still have credibility.

  The woman smiled sadly and said: "If it were before, maybe I would believe you, but now do you think I will believe you?"

Feng Qinghan shrugged and obviously didn't care. It didn't matter just to listen to him: "This is not the point. I just want to tell you again, leave or die, which one do you choose? If you die, don't bother to come here, just tell me. Just say it, I will let you die very happy."

  After hearing this, the woman smiled, as if she heard a passage that was not true enough to make her think that she was in a dream, and her vision was a little fuzzy to make her feel that it was not true.