The Coercion of Scum

There are too many questions piled up in my heart. The sad thing is that I can't say a word at all. Let alone move my lips to ask for help from passersby, I can't even open my eyes.

So I just felt that I was being picked up by someone, and I didn't know where to go steadily.

No, no, I can't leave! Although I don't know why my body has become like this, if I am now taken to other places and can't show off against Shitianhe at the end, I won't be abandoning the game.

No, no!

But this is just my wishful thinking. Then I felt my body floated up lightly, and finally all my consciousness fell into darkness...

Chapter 46 Once

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…Ok

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"—!!!"

The picture is shaking.

The cold moonlight shines on the ground through the corridor, and this gorgeous courtyard built in the mountains is shining brightly in the night by the lanterns.

"Ha...Ha..."

My eyes were blood red, and I was holding a long, slender, sharp and sharp Tang knife. The scabbard used to bury its sharp blade had long been thrown away where I didn’t know. The tip of the knife struck the ground and made a sharp sound. Wherever it went was a black mark with high temperature due to friction.

A pair of oriole birds stood side by side on a branch, probably because they saw the silhouettes hurriedly passing by and made a pleasant cry, but at this moment, the beautiful music of one female and one male flying in both directions sounds so harsh to me.

Paper kite, paper kite...

I gritted my teeth, meditating in my heart the name that made me hate but couldn't escape.

Before I knew it, the sound of piano came from my ears.

As I passed through the center of the courtyard with exquisite rockery and old clouds, the sound of the piano became clearer and clearer.

The music is so beautiful and sweet, even with the sound waves swaying through the air, even the pool in the courtyard slightly ripples, making the bright water moon more and more vivid.

Under the shining light of the bright moon in the sky, I held a Tang knife and finally stood at the door of that room.

Behind the exquisite small door made of mahogany, a shadow looks beautiful in the light of the lights. The hazy young girl's posture is like a mortal fairy, with the sound of the piano becoming more and more melodious, her figure becoming more and more charming.

She's in it.

My heart was numb by the poison of sadness and anger. I opened the door with a sword and stepped in without mercy.

She is indeed there.

My blood-red eyes glared at her.

Zhiyuan sat at a low table, calmly fiddled with the delicate seven-string guqin in front of him. She is so beautiful. The lavender hair that hangs behind her head shines like a purple jade, and her body is covered with a layer of starlight close at hand. Such a beautiful beauty dances the piano in front of her. It is definitely a scene that can make people fascinated.

Not only does she have a perfect temperament, she has a pair of extremely beautiful hands, like suet jade polished, with moist and white skin, slender and slender fingers.

"Azhu, you are finally here."

The beautiful stunner in front of me smiled at me, and at the same time she stopped her hand movements, and the magical sound of the piano also stopped at the same time.

When the paper kite smiled at me, I smelled a faint fragrance.

It is the smell that makes me quite familiar, not the vulgar fragrance of rouge gouache, but the charming fragrance that has always been unique to paper kites.

why why…

My hands trembled, and I drove the narrow Tang Dao to her neck.

"Did you poison and kill Mo?"

The cold light of the blade's edge showed its incomparable destructive power. Compared with the cold moonlight, the blade's light exuded a more breathtaking aura.

Even if he was held up with a knife around his neck, the expression of the paper kite did not appear panicked.

Rather, she seemed to be very happy, her blushing face decorated with rouge exuded a gorgeous light.

Her eyes met me without flinching.

"Yes."

As she smiled and nodded, I felt the sky spin.

No matter how self-explanatory or excuse her, when Zhi Yuan confessed in person, I finally couldn't help falling into a breakdown.

"why!?"

I endured the roaring desire, lowered my voice, and suppressed the urge to kill her.

"Azhu, do you really want to live with that demon for the rest of your life?"

"She is not a demon!"

Huh—

As the same setting sun flashed, the paper kite's skirt gradually oozes blood.

I slashed her shoulders, under her torn clothes, the frosty and snowy skin was thrilling, and the blood oozing from the wound on the shoulder was like a red rose that kept blooming.

Facing the shocking wound, Zhi Yuan only frowned slightly, and then smiled happily.

"Azhu, it hurts, but if it's your pain, I'm so happy."

"You are crazy."

The hand holding the knife kept trembling, and I put the tip of the knife on her neck again.

Just now, I hesitated just now, I should have cut her neck in front of me to avenge Mo.

Although the blade did not touch her neck at all, as my anger deepened, the qi that overflowed from the knife had left tiny blood marks on the flawless neck of the paper kite.

"Ah...Azhu, this kind of qi...is the perfect combination of sword and qi, "Ninety-Nine Sun and Moon"? It seems that Azhu, you and that demon girl are very diligent in practicing."

"Slow wordy, I, I want you to make amends with Mo!"

"Azhu, are you really going to kill me because of her?"

A look of sadness appeared on Zhi Yuan's face for an instant, she lowered her voice and looked at me cowardly like a child scolded by her parents.