Chapter 450: Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown (1)
The whole world seems to have completely fallen into darkness, and a cool breeze that came from the door unexpectedly dispelled the little remaining strength of Zhu Xishi, and his wandering gaze wandered in all directions, where is the southeast, northwest? The strangeness that erupted in his chest made Zhu Xishi feel unprecedented fear, and it felt like he was alone in this prosperous capital, which was extremely terrifying.
Zhu Xi suddenly felt at this moment that he was once again silently abandoned and drowned.
I couldn't get used to this sudden sense of decline, and my brain was like a blank sheet of paper, but my drooping arm was pulled up by another big hand that caught me off guard, and I was anxiously instilling it into my blank brain.
"Come with me, get out of here with me!!"
In the end, his eyes were full of tears, the corners of his eyes were wet, and he looked at the man in front of him with a misty gaze, I don't know if it was his anxious panic look, or his sour words, which were eroding Zhu Xishi's tired heart a little bit.
I suddenly realized that in my small half of my life, I will only be impulsive but will not compromise, what can I change if I leave? Zhu was no longer naïve, and wanted to turn back time? Want to make the crisis go away? Can I make her no longer in a dilemma? Seeking, the profound lesson for Zhu in the past is that he can't ask for it.
This world makes people helpless and want to make mistakes.
When he shook his hand, Zhu Xishi still turned Zhao Zhenyuan away.
There was still no trace of clarity in his thoughts, and suddenly, Zhu Xishi was involved in another crisis.
Gong Yihan pulled Zhu Xishigang back to his side to protect him, and Zhao Zhenyuan lifted his sleeves. Like a leopard rushing over to hunt, a thunderous punch suddenly hit the left side of Gong Yihan's face without warning; A tall man staggered to the ground like an upside-down onion. and the perpetrator of violence; A pair of eyes red from shame stared at Zhu Xishi instead.
Before he could understand it, a violent storm struck Zhu Xishi without warning.
"Why! Why! Why must it be his palace Yihan! Why! Why!! You told me in the past, I am inferior to him in any way, inferior to him! You tell me, you tell me! What am I in your heart! What a lot! ”
Zhao Zhenyuan, who was red-eyed, kept asking for answers heart-rending when he hugged Zhu Xishi, like a storm tightly destroying flowers. I don't see his former gentleness. One bite at a time, when Liyan saw Zhu Xi, who had lost his blood, she couldn't tell right from wrong for a long time, and was fiddled with in Zhao Zhenyuan's hands like a puppet. His eyes were hollow and he was questioned by Zhao Zhenyuan fiercely; And Zhu Xi's increasingly indifferent expression was the source of Zhao Zhenyuan's loss of control.
Gong Yihan, who had eaten a good punch alive, also got up from the ground with a bone, and flew to Zhao Zhenyuan, who was out of control, without hesitation. The two of them hugged each other like a tower leaning past. And he fell to the ground alive.
The tip of the needle was on Mai Mang, and the two brothers seemed to have a long-pent-up grievance, and at the moment they were twisted together, they were as red as enemies meeting; The stone-like fist salute is still coming and going, and you give me a slap in the face, as if it was smashed on the dough and I don't know how heavy it is. One broke the corner of his mouth, the other had a nosebleed, no one could take advantage of half of it, and he still gambled with each other like his life. See who can make it to the end.
"Poof", the two brothers pulled and brawled. Because of excessive force, the shirt sleeve on Zhao Zhenyuan's left arm was torn off by Gong Yihan alive, and he looked quite embarrassed; It's just that Gong Yihan is not much better, because of the big hole in Zhao Zhenyuan's shirt sleeve on his hand, he instantly lost the strength of support, and was just caught by Zhao Zhenyuan, and he was hit by a good punch in the face, and his eyes were dizzy.
The cloudy thoughts confused the judgment, and Zhu Xishi only felt that there was a burst of overwhelmingness in front of him, and he was hugged into his arms by Zhao Zhenyuan, who was rushing over, and trapped her firmly like a shackle, leaving no room to break free. And Zhao Zhenyuan seemed to shout in her ear with all his might, whether she was deeply poisoned, or he couldn't extricate himself, Zhu Xishi couldn't give an answer.
"I just need one chance, one chance, okay Shih Tzu?! Look back at me and think that I don't ignore me, ignore me, please, please, please, please, please?! Good or not"
The unprepared embrace messed up the proportions in Zhu Xishi's heart; But the distance between the arms that is not close is the limit that they cannot surpass. Tepid and warm, like a double-headed blade against each other, if you want to force a penny closer, they will stick this sharp blade into each other's chests.
The distance that is not close is the end of the world of love, and it is a place that cannot be reached, muttering helplessly begging, coldly rejecting the door, peeling off Zhao Zhenyuan's emotional control point little by little; The tears flying wantonly in his eyes messed up his calmness, delayed his tenderness, and blocked his heart. Those small choked sobs were the unwillingness that had been suppressed thousands of times in Zhao Zhenyuan's heart, escaping from his containment, and gradually condensed into despair on his tearful face, humming the pain in his heart that could not be shaken, and paralyzing his words.
She tried her best to love herself, but she didn't listen, didn't listen, didn't listen, didn't pay attention. Loving someone can really be so deep that you can't put it into words.
The clarity that flashed in Zhu Xishi's mind gave a silent answer to such an embarrassing situation: push away his shackles, put aside his voice and affection; There is a hint of trouble in the bottom of my heart, probably this is my emotional instinct. Not daring to see how embarrassed he was in front of him now, Zhu Xishi's gaze could only be shifted to the side.
And the entanglement between the two was interrupted by Gong Yihan, who came back. Gong Yihan came up with a hard punch, and Zhao Zhenyuan was like a fallen leaf in the bleak north wind, staggering to the ground; Hiding Zhu Xishi behind him, taking advantage of the victory to chase him to the ground, Gong Yihan did not leave any time and sent two good punches, grabbed Zhao Zhenyuan's collar, and scolded him fiercely.
"She will be my Gong Yihan's wife, don't disturb her life again!"
Zhao Zhenyuan, who ate a few punches from Gong Yihan, looked back at the eyes that were still soaked in tears, and stared straight at Gong Yihan, who was above him at the moment, and his face, which was still expressionless before, gradually condensed an unbelievable exaggeration, and directly faced Gong Yihan, who was waiting for him, and gathered at a certain moment, Zhao Zhenyuan suddenly laughed out loud.
The laughter was completely debauched, releasing Zhao Zhenyuan's long-suppressed pain and hatred, sorrow and suffering, without a pleasant feeling, but a shudder and alertness all around him. The turn of his eyes, like the abrupt laughter on his lips, changed his appearance, and the demon crawling out of hell shook the souls present.
"Win people's love, Gong Yihan, you have done it ruthlessly enough!"
"You!!"
"Brother Gong!"
As if aware of some danger, Zhu Xishi hurriedly hugged Gong Yihan's fist that was about to be swung; The situation in front of her has been developing rapidly in an unpredictable direction, Zhu Xishi no longer has the strength to bear the possible accidents, she just wants to stop all this as soon as possible and return to peace. (To be continued......)