Then they drew their swords from their waists and stabbed me in the body...... The knife was too small, and their strength was very small, so it only caused a very deep wound on me, and I couldn't die for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When they saw me, they started to take turns to fight, drawing various patterns with knives on my body, and smiling as they painted...... And then I fainted......"

"I didn't wake up until I heard the call of the concubine in the distance. I wanted to make a voice and say to my mother, I'm here, come and save me, but I couldn't make a sound, because someone had already come up and gagged me. Then I saw some eunuchs, carrying wooden barrels and sprinkling vegetable oil on the house, and then, to my horrified gaze, they lit a fire......

I was choked by the smoke and coughed, and I heard one of the eunuchs say: "Little master, don't blame me, I am also acting on orders...... The man bowed to me a few times as he spoke, and then went out...... The fire burst into flames and surrounded the whole room......"

"I was coughing all the time, and then I heard my mother's anxious cry, so I responded." The boy paused, seemingly choked up, "This is the stupidest act I've ever done. For I heard my mother crying frantically and threw herself into the house, and then half of the house collapsed. ”

The boy stopped talking, just kept his head down in his chair.

Han Moyu stood in place in a daze, only feeling an indescribable sourness in his heart.

"But how did you get to where you are now?" Han Changyu asked.

"I've been bothered by this question for a long time." The boy said; "When I woke up again after the fire went out, I found myself alive. I'm a little happy, but I'm more sad.

I wanted to get up and go to the ruins to find my mother, but I found that my body couldn't move. I looked down and realized that I had a sharp knife stuck in my chest. ”

The boy said slowly: "At that time, I still couldn't believe that I was dead. I've been here, waiting for someone to come and save me, and I've been waiting for days, without eating or drinking. That's when I panicked and realized that maybe I was dead. ”

Han Changyu frowned, looking at the back of the young man in front of him.

"I was shocked. I've been sitting here like this, not eating, drinking, or moving. The long years have passed. I looked through the window and saw the flowers blooming and then withering outside. I looked up at the sky through the hole in the roof and watched the occasional flock of birds fly by.

In this way, I sat here without sleep, feeling my heart gradually begin to die. I'm starting to hate the state I'm in. I hated it for a long time, and one day I suddenly realized that I couldn't find a reason to hate. So, I began to look for the meaning of my life like this. I thought about thousands of possibilities. Eventually, my thoughts became clearer. The boy said, smiling.

"So, what's the point of your life?" Han Changyu asked.

"To wait for you to come." The young man seemed to smile slightly, wanting to turn his head sideways to look at Han Changyu. Han Changyu hurriedly reached out to cover Han Moyu's eyes, but Han Moyu still saw the side half of the young man's face.

Han Moyu took a step back in horror. What a horrible face that is! On the face, the skin and muscles had rotted and dried up, the bones on the face and neck were exposed, there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and they were sunken deeply, and the whole face looked like a skeleton that had not yet been completely corrupted. But it was such a guy who looked like a dead man, but he moved, turned his head and slowly "looked" at this side. Han Moyu screamed, his legs weakened, and he almost fell to the ground.

Han Changyu frowned while holding Han Moyu: "To wait for me?" ”

"Yes, to wait for you." The devilish boy said slowly, his voice full of bewitchment.

"Why?" Han Changyu continued to ask.

"Pull out the knife from my chest. Help me pull it out, and I'll tell you. The boy seemed to be smiling.

Han Changyu was stunned for a moment, then hesitated for a moment, and took a step forward, but was stopped by Han Moyu. He turned his head and saw Han Moyu staring at his face, with a solemn face, shaking his head at him.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Han Changyu patted Han Moyu's hand gently, then broke free of Han Moyu's tightly held hand, and stepped forward.

He glanced at the boy again. Half of the boy's face had been disfigured and turned into rotten bones, but the other half of his face was intact. The intact half of the face, a bright eye, flashed a pleading gaze. Then, there was nothing else. The boy nodded at him.

Han Changyu glanced at the young man, then stretched out his hand, clenched the dagger stuck in the young man's heart, and pulled it out violently. With the dagger out, there was no blood, only a puff of smoke. Han Changyu was choked and coughed a few times.

The young man smiled and stood up, the old ropes on his body breaking and falling lightly to the ground. The young man slowly raised his head to look at Han Changyu, his only remaining eye shining with joy.

The young man stepped forward and whispered in Han Changyu's ear, "Thank you, Changyu Immortal." Really, thank you. As soon as the words fell, Han Moyu exclaimed, only to see the young man hugging Han Changyu, opening his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and firmly biting Han Changyu's neck.

At that moment, it was as if there was a huge force that restrained Han Changyu. Han Changyu couldn't resist, he could only feel the blood on his body being sucked out.

After a few moments, the boy had sucked enough blood before he let go of Han Changyu.

The stunned Han Moyu reacted and rushed over to support the crumbling Han Changyu. Han Changyu's face turned pale in an instant, he grabbed Han Moyu's hand, leaned on Han Moyu's body to support his body, and it took a while to ease up.

He took a deep breath, used the last bit of strength to push Han Moyu away, and then yelled at Han Moyu: "Go!" After finishing speaking, he pulled out his sword and pointed at the young man, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do?!" "He's still very weak, just barely able to stand up. He looked at the boy vigilantly, thinking about how to deal the boy with a fatal blow.

The young man laughed, and the laughter made Han Moyu feel a little creepy.

"Are you scared? Unexpectedly, a generation of immortals would be afraid of a god-like monster that was about to be disillusioned? The boy said with a smile.

"What kind of monster are you? What do you want to do? Han Changyu asked with a frown and a cold face.