Ode to Longevity

The person in his arms trembled, and the tears in his black eyes gushed out and fell on Feng Qingge's shoulders, choking softly, the little hand hugged Feng Qingge actively, but the soft sunlight shone on the cold dagger, The cold light fell, without any warning, piercing Feng Qingge's back.

The intense pain pierced through, and Feng Qingge's face changed greatly. Before she could react, the small hand in front of her was already holding another dagger and plunged into her abdomen. There was no warning, it was just so sudden.

"Miss, I'm really sorry, I failed your kindness, I will never be with you again!" With a sneer, Cui Chun didn't rush to draw out the dagger, but took a few steps back. , looking at the person in front of you.

Why?

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the dagger inserted into his abdomen, and at the bright red blood, dripping down the dagger into his hands, so hot. Even if people all over the world say that you can't believe me, I still believe in you. Just like, believing in Mu Cangyun.

When she came to this world, everything was a strange beginning, and she was as helpless as a swaddling baby. The first time she met Mu Cangyun, she only thought about such a beautiful man, she couldn't die. She just wanted to do her best to protect him, protect him, and prevent anyone from destroying this beauty.

And Cui Chun, who was the only girl who took care of her, had a deeper memory than anyone else. Always be by her side and help her. So kind, so cute, but she was the one who gave her two knives. If she can't help herself, she can understand and forgive the person in front of her. Just why, in Cui Chun's eyes, she saw killing anger and hatred!

Is she hating her?

The blood from the corner of her mouth slowly flowed out. As an alchemist, she could make her injury better in the shortest possible time, but now, she was unwilling. Just want to ask, why?

In his eyes, already surrounded by mist, he pressed the dagger on his abdomen with one hand, and Feng Qingge asked lightly, "Cui Chun, can you give me a reason?"

I know, maybe, I'm doing something wrong, I apologize, okay? Please don't look at me like this, you are the only girl in the world who brings me warmth and makes me feel the sun, even if the friendship I once had is gone, but please tell me, in the end, where am I? Made you angry?

reason?

As if hearing the most ridiculous news, Cuichun looked at Feng Qingge in front of her, and her whole person laughed frantically, "Reason, you actually asked me to give you a reason. Feng Qingge, what did you do yourself? You know! It's all a lie to me, right? It's all a lie to me! I don't need your hypocrisy, I don't need your pity, you are a dignified lady, how can I talk to someone so lowly as me You can't compare to you, you can't compare!"

"Brush!" The white figure was like lightning, slicing through the air around it, and the living dead standing around suddenly burst open. The moment the long sword in his hand was sheathed, a strong hand suddenly grabbed the woman in front of him. , without any emotion, he pushed Cui Chun to the ground.

The familiar mask is extremely ferocious, and those eyes reveal a boundless chill. "Is this what you should do as a right hand, Cui Chun!"

Looking at the mask in front of her, Cui Chun smiled, pointed at the ghost king, and said coldly: "Left and right hand, haha, you really think I'm a fool, are you still deceived by you now, she has already admitted it herself! How can the person holding the knife in the left and right hands not cut himself?"

"I asked you to train you in the hope that you, as her left and right hand, aim your sword at other people, not your master." As soon as he stepped out, the lingering sword had been drawn, and the face under the mask , I can't see the expression clearly, but the cold air in that body is enough to freeze everything around.

"What is bullying a little girl? I've been looking for you for a long time, and you've been avoiding me. Are you unwilling to see me, hehe." A figure suddenly appeared in front of Cui Chun, and the fire was burning with his hands in his sleeves. Uncle Stick raised his eyebrows. However, Cui Chun, who was behind him, did not accept his good intentions. He pulled out the dagger tied to his thigh and pointed it at the burning stick.

It's just that this does no harm to the fire stick of the spirit body. The dagger inserted into his body was as if it had entered a swamp pool, and there was no movement. The person standing just tilted his head slightly and said with a sneer, "If I were you, I would definitely run as far as possible now, instead of staying here."

"Hmph, gluttonous." The cold light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, the ghost king did not stop, stepped forward with one foot, and the whole person had disappeared.

"Yo, do you still remember who this uncle is? I thought that after 10,000 years, you have forgotten it. Don't run if you have the ability. Do you think you can still run?" It was gone in the blink of an eye.

On the blood-soaked field, only Cuichun followed the wind and sang softly, as if no one had ever been there, it was quiet.

The wound is not deep, so she won't get sick. She has star power to protect her body. For Feng Qingge, these are all minor injuries. It's just that the heart seems to have been gouged out of a piece of flesh alive, and the pain is endless. The strength between her and Cui Chun is too different, she can even directly capture the person in front of her, but she doesn't.

As if she had drained all her strength, Feng Qingge fell to the ground, quietly looking at the person opposite her, watching her stand up, raised the cold dagger, and approached her.

"I've never lied to you. I haven't before, and I won't in the future." He raised his head lightly and looked at the familiar face. At that time, even Feng Qingge felt that the person in front of him was extremely strange, and let him She couldn't believe it.

never?

Laughing coldly, those icy fingers have already stroked Feng Qingge's cheek, the smooth and tender skin is so real, but unfortunately, this face is fake!

"Tear!" Without any hesitation, Cui Chun stretched out his hand and tore off the thin human skin mask.

Under the sun, the familiar face appeared without any cover, it was so real. Compared to Luoran's similarities, she is exactly the same as the person carved in the portrait. The same facial features, even the eyes have not changed, but, why are you crying, this is not the one who is stronger!

Cui Chun still remembered that at the beginning, she was the first person she had seen Feng Qingge's true face, and the person in front of her personally told her that this matter could not be told to anyone, it was a secret between them. But today, it was her Cui Chun who unveiled this false mask. With my own hands, I broke the oath between them!