Chapter 5 Sweet as Gluttony 2

"Peony, I can hear it, he likes to practice martial arts very much, and he is full of confidence in his light skills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 How sad it would be for him to know that he would cripple a leg in the future, and that not only would he no longer be able to perform the light skills he was proud of, but that even basic walking would be a problem!" In the quiet woods shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, the voice of the cold star drifted slowly.

Peony, who was standing face to face with Han Xing, heard this, although her face was silent, her heart was full of depression: Lin Xiaoyang is sad or not, what does it have to do with her? Even if Lin Xiaoyang is so sad that she dies because of this, then her saintess can sacrifice herself to save Lin Xiaoyang, just to not make Lin Xiaoyang sad? It's ridiculous!!

On this side, I didn't get the response of the peony, and Han Xing didn't care, the goose egg face with flawless skin like jade porcelain, the habitual smile always hung gently and gently on the lips coated with lip gloss, like a beautiful picture scroll that was fixed.

"Peony, do you know ......" The red lips with pink lip gloss suddenly opened and closed, but Han Xing's voice changed, and he asked in such a fluttering tone: "Do you know how painful I lived during those days after I was brought back to the palace by her at the beginning?"

When the peony covered her face with green veil heard this, she didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Han Xing, who had a calm complexion, with a faint look in her eyes.

Peony's glance contained too many emotions, it was very complicated, so complicated that it was impossible to explore the meaning of Peony's glance.

Suddenly, in the calm gaze of Han Xing, under the calm complexion, a cold voice with a faint tone came from under the water-green veil: "Whether it was in the past or now, no one in the palace has ever been happy. Even the most ordinary happiness of ordinary people is luxury. ā€

From the moment she stepped into the gate of the Netherworld, Peony understood that from now on, whether it was happiness or happiness, it would be a flower in the water, the moon in the mirror, and a hopeless luxury in her life.

Not only her, but every member of the Netherworld Palace, from the moment they stepped into the gate of the Netherworld, they had no chance of all the happiness and happiness in the world.

Just like her, just like her, just like them. Everyone who is in the Netherworld Palace has never been happy, so how can they be happy?

At this time, although Han Xing knew that Peony's words were not wrong, Han Xing still shook his head after Peony finished speaking, his face was calm, and he said in a soft voice: "No, Peony, I am different from you. Because I am the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld, the Holy Maiden chosen by the 'Netherworld God', my status determines that I will suffer a hundred or a thousand times more than each of you. ā€

As he spoke, Han Xing's eyes suddenly became a little hollow, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

For a long time, so long that Peony didn't know how much time had passed, Peony suddenly heard Han Xing's soft and glutinous voice say softly word by word: "The pain of being bitten by poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, the pain of drinking to quench thirst, the pain of watching yourself change from a living person to a poison......"

Listening to Han Xing's words, he didn't know what Peony was thinking, and the look in his beautiful phoenix eyes began to become painful little by little. Before Han Xing's words were finished, Peony's eyes were already painful and almost desperate.

However, when Han Xing said these words, Han Xing's complexion was as calm as before, and his tone of voice had always maintained a light and breezy height, as if these mad words did not come from Han Xing's mouth.

At that moment, Peony's eyes were filled with pain that bordered on despair.

At this time, Han Xing didn't seem to see the overflowing pain in Peony's eyes at all, and he was still there and said lightly: "Peony, do you know...... Even after more than ten years, I still often dream of myself at that time, a bloodied ...... in my sleep Monster. ā€

As she spoke, Han Xing suddenly raised her hand lightly, and her slender hand gently caressed her own goose egg face with flawless skin like jade porcelain.

Han Xing carefully stroked her own face, as if she was indulging in memories and couldn't extricate herself, and said in an almost ethereal tone: "Back then, except for this face that was not hurt in the slightest, there was hardly a single intact skin on my body. Every part of the body is left after being bitten by poisonous snakes and insects, and the blood is dripping and it makes people feel disgusting when they look at it. Even when I look at it, I feel disgusted......"

Listening to Han Xing's light and breezy words, as if telling a story, Peony's heart trembled lightly for no reason.

Almost involuntarily, Peony stretched out a hand towards Han Xing, wanting to hug Han Xing's shoulder, wanting to comfort Han Xing with a hug. But in the end, when his fingertips were about to touch Han Xing's shoulder, Peony's hand suddenly stopped.

In the quiet woods shrouded by the afterglow of the setting sun, Peony maintained the movement of stretching out a hand towards Hanxing, frowning and silent.

And Han Xing, whose eyes were empty and seemed to be indulging in memories, did not notice Peony's movements, because Han Xing stood so quietly, did not look at Peony, and did not make any indication of Peony's movements.

After a long silence, Peony finally silently withdrew her outstretched hand.

Looking at the cold star standing silently, Peony opened her mouth, and a cold, slightly choked voice came out from under the water-green veil: "It's all over, saint, the most painful time has passed." Now that you are the most revered saint in the Netherworld, no one will treat you like that anymore, no, even the palace master can't ......"

Because the choking in his throat became more and more obvious, Peony still couldn't finish his words after all. She was afraid that she would never be able to hold back her crying until the end.

On this side, Han Xing, who was standing opposite the peony, heard the words and looked at the peony as if he had suddenly come back to his senses.

Hooking his lips, Han Xing showed a habitual gentle smile towards Peony.

"No, Peony, you don't understand. Slowly shook his head towards Peony, Han Xing's eyes looked at Peony without blinking, and whispered with a smile on his lips: "Because you have never experienced my past." When you met me, I was already the most respected saint in the Netherworld, and above ten thousand people under one person, so Peony, you will never be able to understand how much pain I was at that time. That's really a ...... Life is worse than death!"

Indeed, because of the time difference in the meeting, Peony did not experience the past of Hanxing, but Peony could hear that Hanxing's experience was an experience that was terrifying to the extreme, and even made people dare not explore.

But at this moment, that kind of terrifying experience to the extreme used to come out of Han Xing's mouth, but it seemed so dispensable, light and light.

The clouds were light and breezy, as if that nightmarish past was not Hanxing's own experience, but the experience of someone who had nothing to do with her, and Hanxing was just a narrator from it.

At this time, Han Xing's voice paused, and when he spoke again, Han Xing's voice seemed a little ethereal: "Even if no one can treat me like that now, but the nightmare that seemed to have no end in sight will never linger, and it will be rooted in my mind, heart, and even dreams like a rock, and I will never be able to get rid of it." ā€

"Holy Maiden ......" looked at Han Xing, whose face was so calm that it was simply too calm, and Peony couldn't help but call softly.

However, after really calling out, Peony didn't know what else she could say at this time.

Indeed, as Hanxing said, she didn't understand, because she had never experienced Hanxing's past. Since she didn't understand, what could she say to Han Xing, and what position did she have to comfort Han Xing?

So, after the voice was called, Peony fell silent again.

In fact, Peony probably knows, Peony knows that all the pain she has experienced adds up, and I am afraid that it is far less than one-tenth of the pain that Han Xing has experienced!

Peony still clearly remembers that the most difficult and painful time in her life so far was only whipped by the palace master of the Netherworld Palace with a whip soaked in thick salt water and chili water, and she was only half a life.

I don't know if the palace master of the Netherworld Palace has any strange habits, because no matter how the palace master of the Netherworld Palace deals with the palace people in the Netherworld, he never hurts people's faces.

Therefore, the peony of that year, just like the cold star who came to the Netherworld Palace at the beginning of that year, except for that face, there was almost no complete skin and flesh on the peony's body, and almost every skin and flesh was soaked in thick salt water and chili pepper water The skin and flesh were turned out, and the blood was dripping......

That kind of pain, until now Peony remembers it deeply.

At that time, the wounds on the peony's body were not only the pain after being whipped over, but after the whip was drawn, the concentrated salt water and pepper water that were stained on the whip would remain in the whip wound and continue to torture the peony......

Although the whipping almost killed Peony back then, Peony knew that no matter how serious the pain in the flesh was, how could it be as painful as the heart and soul?

The pain of the flesh and skin can still be applied with a suitable medicine, and it will heal slowly, but the pain in the heart and soul can be healed.

At this time, Han Xing glanced at the peony who was silent, as if thinking about something, Han Xing didn't mind that the peony, who was a subordinate, was distracted in front of her, just smiled lightly and said, "It's getting late, let's go back!"

With that, Han Xing took the lead in taking the lead, bypassing Peony and walking in the direction she had come.

Seeing this, Peony followed silently.

Among the lush trees, while walking back, Han Xing seemed to be chatting, and said with a smile to Peony, who followed behind her silently: "Peony, do you know how much I wanted to end my life at that time? Almost every day, every moment, I was thinking about how to let myself die, die easily and happily.

But Peony, I didn't die as I wanted, do you know why? Because I was afraid, I was only six or seven years old at that time, and I was very timid. I'm afraid that if I die in a bunch of poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, I won't even have a complete body left.

Peony, do you know? At that time, I really, really hated her, hated all the people in the Netherworld, including every grass, tree, brick and tile in the Netherworld. But ah, I survived with the support of this hatred, and walked step by step to the present ......"

Han Xing, who was walking in front, chattered like a small talk, and Peony, who was following Han Xing, listened silently.

And what Han Xing said, Peony actually knew about everything, she just never mentioned it to Han Xing.

Peony knew that it was precisely because of the hatred that Han Xing carved into the bone marrow back then, that Han Xing would save her without asking for any reason when he met her who was tortured by the palace master of the Netherworld Palace to the point that she only had half a life left.

Peony has always understood that Han Xing would save her back then, probably out of the feeling of sympathy and sympathy for her. But......

Peony didn't care what Han Xing saved her back then, Peony only knew that when she was about to die, it was Han Xing who saved her, and her life was given by Han Xing, which was enough.

Peony, who was walking behind, was silent, but Han Xing, who was walking in front, kept chattering, as if talking to himself: "Later, the palace people in the palace began to say that I was cruel and ruthless and inhumane, and I myself always thought that after experiencing such a painful past, I could really be cruel and ruthless and destroy human nature."

But Peony, since I reunited with him, I suddenly realized that in front of him, I was still the same person who had never stepped into the Netherworld, and I would never be truly cruel and ruthless. Otherwise, I should have killed him as early as the time to reunite with him. ā€

Han Xing's words paused, and in a trance, Peony seemed to hear Han Xing sigh softly.

However, Han Xing's tone was still as relaxed and casual as before: "Anyway, my life was picked up, and after so many years in that bloody, cruel and ruthless place, I have long been tired of it and annoyed." ā€

With that, Han Xing suddenly stopped.

Peony, who was following behind Han Xing step by step, failed to notice that Han Xing had stopped in time, so he rushed straight towards Han Xing's back.

Fortunately, when he was about to hit the back of the cold star, Peony reacted dangerously and dangerously in time, and then Peony reflexively retreated back and retreated more than two steps before he could stop.

At this time, Han Xing turned around slowly, looking at the peony who had been following her silently before, with a surprise in his eyes at this time, the smile on Han Xing's lips was always undiminished, and the tone of his speech was as relaxed and casual as before.

Hanxing said: "It turns out that I have never given up on myself and have been trying to live, just because I am waiting for him. (To be continued.) )