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An icy blue, clear without a trace of dirt, like a violet, with a deadly temptation in the blink of an eye.

His hand left her waist and gradually came to her face, as if he wanted to touch the color as clear as ice, but it did not fall.

"Your eyes, they're beautiful. ”

He wasn't lying, the color, so clear it was as if his whole soul was reflected in it.

Such eyes are also the most frightening, as if the slightest little uh-uh-uh flaw will be infinitely magnified in these eyes. After all, it's so pure that there's no room for dirt.

These eyes are very familiar. It's so familiar that you can see its shadow when you close your eyes, but it's so unfamiliar.

"I think I've seen a pair of eyes like this somewhere. ”

He remembered that on the day he returned to his throne, it seemed that he had almost killed someone, and that person's eyes seemed to be such a color.

Huang Bing lowered her eyebrows, not letting him peek into the look in her eyes.

"Yes, there are many people in the world who have blue eyes, and it is normal for the king to see them. The shallow voice was flat.

Hexel furrowed his eyebrows, thinking about what she had said. Is it because you've seen too much? No, it's not. That's not the same.

"It's not the same. ”

Those eyes were different from the eyes of the person in front of them.

"Oh, why is it different?"

The voice in his arms was muffled, and he couldn't hear what emotions he was.

Why is it different?

Shen Xichen thought about it, but found that even he didn't know why, those eyes seemed to be born different.

He remembered what had happened that day, and he seemed to be indifferent to what was going on, but he was silently paying attention.

Especially that person, that person who has some different eyes like this.

I don't know why, when she looked at him with those eyes, there was tension and uneasiness in his heart.

Especially her look, so unbelievable and disappointed, it made him scratch his head.

But the uneasiness in his heart became more and more, and he wondered when the Demon Lord had ever felt uneasy.

"Her eyes are very similar to yours, very similar. ”

Huang Bing looked up in surprise, only to find that he had closed his eyes, but the fluttering eyelashes told her that he was still awake.

"It's just that she's a girl and likes to wear red. ”

When the words fell, he himself frowned first, he had only seen her once, how could he know that she liked to wear red clothes?

It seems that this feeling is familiar to the bottom of my heart, and I naturally blurted it out.

Huang Bing was stunned by his words. If nothing else, the person he's talking about is her.

She remembered that her brother once said that there are so many blue eyes in this world, but there is only one like her.

The person he was talking about was really her. She didn't know why, but there was a faint excitement in her heart.

She didn't interject, waiting for him to continue.

"But I almost killed her. ”

Huang Bing could feel a slight tremor in his hand that had come into contact with her.

She looked at him with his eyes closed in a complicated way, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

It turned out that he remembered what happened on Cloud Mountain?

She also remembers, very deeply. The kind of loss and despair of being helpless, even losing the armor of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, is engraved in my heart, so profound, how can I forget it.

Wasn't he decisive that day, and what was his reaction now? Was it excitement that he almost succeeded, or panic almost killed her?

She still remembered the conversation with Mo Linyao that day after being rescued by a phantom from him.

His trembling at the moment was probably excitement.

Huang Bing felt like she was about to explode in her heart for a moment. For the man in front of him, he loves and hates him. Full of hope, but also full of endless resentment. She is really a contradiction, like a flower on the other side.

Every time I want to hate, I can't help but think of those past and convince myself.

Every time I want to love, the complaints and struggles in my heart are exposed again, and I keep reminding myself.

Sometimes, even she herself is almost unable to tell whether she loves more or resents more.

"Why kill her?"

She moved her lips and finally asked. She really wanted to know, she was just trying to get justice and revenge because her brother died, why did he kill her when he heard Suyin's cry for help?

This is always a knot that crosses her heart and cannot be ignored.

Suyin, yes, and her.

"No, it's not. No, I didn't want to kill her. ”

Shen Xichen closed his eyes and shook his head, repeating the words in his mouth.

He didn't want to kill her, he really didn't want to kill her. He couldn't get his hands on it. But at that moment, as if he was not under his control, he made a hard move.

When he saw Jin Yan approaching her, he was panicked and fearful, but he couldn't move, he could only watch and watch......

Fortunately, the apparition of the Son of God appeared and saved her life. Otherwise, he doesn't know......

Thinking about it, he originally just wanted to bring up Suyin, after all, as the high priest of the Demon Capital, he had just returned to his position, and he still needed her for the time being.

He didn't even want to kill the man, as if he was suddenly under control, and he couldn't get his permission.

At that moment, what was controlling him?

He thought deeper, only to find that the invisible barrier was blocked in his mind. He tried to get rid of it, but all he got was a pinprick in his head, and then he didn't know anything.

Huang Bing has been uneasy since he asked that sentence, afraid that what he would hear was a scared answer.

But what did he say, he didn't want to kill her?

So is the burning Jin Yan fake?

The feeling of near-death brought on by a lover is so unbearable.

But he said he didn't want to kill her.

She didn't know if she should believe it or not.

If so, how can reality be explained?

There seemed to be two people fighting in her brain, each with a blue nose and swollen face, but she didn't back down in the slightest, and the most tangled and bitter was herself.

"I didn't want to kill her, so why did I make a move?"

There was some kind of unspeakable metaphor in her eyes, and she desperately wanted to know the truth.

She thought that as soon as he gave a reason, the scale in his heart would tilt in his favor. It's just that she didn't know that when she asked this sentence, the scale in her heart was already uneven.

However, Shen Xichen did not answer, not even a voice.

She looked up at him in confusion, only to find that he looked as if he had already fallen asleep. His forehead was drenched with beads of sweat.

Huang Bing wrinkled her eyebrows, she didn't know when he fell asleep, and even her movements didn't wake him up, was he too tired.

She got up, quietly covered him, and walked out instead.

She's a little messy right now, and she needs to be alone and sort things out.

At the entrance of the dormitory, another person walked in front of him, with a head like a chicken nest and a moon-white robe on his body. (To be continued.) )