"Only when you go, I can feel at ease. Shuang'er, as you said, you don't want to be a burden to anyone. So, there you go. If something happens to you, I won't be blind when I die. After a pause, there was a bit of complexity in his eyes, and he smiled at her lightly, that smile was like an ice hibiscus blooming, shocking the world, but it withered in an instant, and finally it was a mirage, the more beautiful and lonely it was, "If you are willing to go, I promise you, no matter what, I will return to you alive, even if I die, I will only die in front of you." ”

That short shallow smile made Mo Nancheng stunned for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, his dusty face only left endless indifference and coldness, not to her, but to those people in front of him who showed murderous intentions. Be undaunted and take it with composure.

She stared at her in a daze for a long time, and said nothing, but gradually stopped resisting.

In the end, she chose to be obedient.

The goddess never lied to her and never promised what she couldn't do. She believed that she would desperately keep this promise of hers, just like before, she desperately protected her, as crazy. It's like you're running out of things and trying to get something more.

She thought, maybe she left, and the goddess would really drag her mutilated body to find her, and then die peacefully and peacefully in front of her eyes with an indifferent face.

This is perhaps more sad than anything else.

But she won't let these things happen, she will go to the rescue now, and believe that the goddess should be able to hold out until she brings the peach blossom demon to them.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and ran out of the inn. But when he passed by the young man at the head, his hair was pulled by him with one hand, he grabbed her neck with his right hand, and clasped the veins on her wrist with two fingers of his left hand.

Forget Shichu's face changed suddenly, and he clenched the knife in his hand and pointed at the young man, as if he wanted to snatch her.

The young man who pinched her was calm, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "Forget the beginning, the years have not changed, you are really more and more naïve." Do you really think I'm going to let this woman go? If she is so important to you, how could I let her go. If you kill my father, wife and children, I will let all the women you love die in front of you. The young man's face was full of disgust and ridicule at the grinding mirror.

Mo Nancheng thought that she would be afraid, but in fact, her life was insensitive in front of this young man who was blinded by hatred, not that she was not afraid of life and death, but that she didn't feel that she would die next, and the only feeling was worry, worried about the goddess who was showing nervous and worried colors for herself in front of her.

She smiled lightly at Forget Shichu, without any emotion, just simply laughing.

Her smile seemed to infuriate the crazy man beside her. "You're laughing fart!" He shouted this, looking hard at the meridians on her neck and pinching it, she felt a breath rush up, her throat was fishy, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

Raising her eyes to look at the goddess, she saw that the goddess's pupils contracted, and her pale face turned a little paler, and there was no expression on Su Ri's indifferent and alienated face, which was very cold. Looking at her empty eyes that had lost their brilliance, Mo Nancheng only felt a burst of creepy.

Her goddess is going crazy. No, it's already crazy.

Then the next moment, her goddess rushed at her with a sword. It was as if she could hear nothing, see nothing, faint and silent, lost in the void before the beginning of time. Then I felt that my face was warm, and when I reached out and touched it, it was blood. Then, in the next moment, she was hugged fiercely.

The owner of the embrace, in a trembling but flat voice, told her.

She said, "Obedient." Don't look back. ”

But she turned back. She saw that the young man who had held him hostage had been cut in half with a knife.

Mo Nancheng was not afraid, but just stretched out his hand and gently soothed the back of Forget Shichu.

After a few moments, the surrounding sounds began to become noisy. When they saw that their pavilion master had been killed, they all became angry, and they all waved their swords at them. The goddess held her tightly in one hand, and held the knife in the other hand against them.

In the panic, she clearly saw that the goddess's chest was bleeding non-stop, and her mouth and nose were constantly bleeding black blood, obviously poisoned. A thin sweat oozed from her forehead, and the green silk was scattered around her waist, and everything she had was stained with blood. But even so, her goddess is still very beautiful, like a wood hibiscus that is not stained with dust.

Not an illusion. When the goddess swung her knife at the man who held her hostage, the man also slapped the goddess in the left chest, which was already injured.

There, where the heart is, it should be a fatal wound, right?

Mo Nancheng looked at the beginning of the forgetfulness with a pale face and sweat and blood, and the apricot eyes that were as clear as spring water in the past suddenly lost their minds, like a pool of stagnant water.

All the while, she will always turn out to be the last person she wants to be.

She didn't want to be an orphan, but she was an orphan abandoned by her parents. She doesn't want to be a drug queen, but she is just a drug maker who deals with the underworld all day long. Now, she doesn't want to be a waste, she doesn't want to be a burden, but she can't avoid it in the end.

Maybe life is so inexplicable.

"Don't worry, no one can hurt you with me." When she said this, her breath was very disordered, and after speaking, she snorted, choked and coughed, covered her heart, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Mo Nancheng found that Forget Shichu's body gradually began to chill.

At such a time, he only cares about her.

Mo Nancheng was silent for a while, and shifted his gaze from her body to those people, his dark brown eyes gradually turned red, faintly revealing a sense of illusion, and his eyes were unprecedented and frightening, which made those people startled, and almost all of them paid attention to her.

"What's the matter with this woman? She, her eyes...... Uh......" One of them was the first to react, shocked, and looked at Mo Nancheng as if he was looking at a monster. Suddenly, his exclamations stopped, and his eyes became hollow. The next moment, he swung his sword and slashed at his companion.

The woman dressed as a woman beside him was staring at Mo Nancheng's eyes, and one of them didn't react, he cut it squarely, took a few steps back, and was held up by a man in black. The man in black quickly took out a bottle of medicine, sent two pills to the woman's mouth, and quickly clicked his fingers on her body a few times before stopping the woman's blood. As soon as he wanted to say something, he was stabbed in the chest by Forget Shi Chu, struggled a few times, and fell to the ground motionless.

The man's sudden attack on his companion caused the anger of these people, and the shouting and scolding suddenly rang out. But the man didn't listen, and was still helping Forget Shichu to kill the enemy together. However, some people quickly reacted to what was going on, and glared at the red-eyed Mo Nancheng and shouted, "What did you demon girl do to her? ”