There are no stars and no moons, and in the blood-red sky, only the haze of slaughter is drifting, and it seems that the whole space is so depressing.

On the dry and scorched earth, there are broken wells and ruins, and the boundless wind and sand are whistling for thousands of years, hitting a pale white protective cover, making a bell-bell sound.

The sound seemed to alarm the woman lying on the ground, or perhaps the hard sand and gravel under her body were a little gripping her soft skin, and the woman's fingers moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up...... But he stopped somehow, and his good-looking willow eyebrows furrowed tightly, but did he think of something fearful in his heart?

So that she clearly did not open her eyes, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, down the sideburns, and into the delicate ears.

On the second floor of the gloomy Black Tower, Mo Fan saw such a scene at first sight.

Pulling together the ink-colored robe, the boy casually found a slightly larger stone and sat down, looked at the girl not far away, and whether the other party woke up or not, as at the beginning of all stories, said softly: "Once upon a time there was a boy..."

“...... He was very precocious, and when he was two years old, he knew how to think about what was happening around him, and although he did not have any memories of before he was two years old, and did not know what his parents looked like and how he felt about his family, he still lived well to the present. When he was three years old, every day he could see children about his size being brought into the village by the adults, some staying and becoming companions, but most of them were led to the small black house at the head of the village, only in and out, one day, the boy could not resist his curiosity, and quietly followed. ”

Maybe the adults didn't expect a three-year-old child to do such a thing, and they didn't notice his existence, but the boy later thought that in fact, the adults were not unprepared, but they were too excited at that time and didn't care about anything. It's like a drug addict who doesn't care about anything until they take drugs. ”

The boy watched by the door all afternoon, and from that afternoon he made a secret vow in his heart. That oath is... Even if it's death, don't be a weak person in the eyes of people, even if it's death... and kill everyone who deserves to be killed. Since then, he has been studying and practicing martial arts every day. The purpose of studying is to know what it is to kill, and the purpose of practicing martial arts is to kill people. ”

"This is the story of a man with no talent, this man with no talent... That's me. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at Liu Xiyao, and said slowly: "Maybe in the eyes of some people, love is more important than everything, it is undeniable that I am also such a person, but I also cherish life." Whether strong or weak, there should be a last place to live, and anyone who has maliciously deprived that place of survival, I can kill two... Won't kill one. ”

"But this kind of thing is definitely not justice or anything...... In the end, it is just a kind of self-satisfaction and sympathy for the weak in front of you. ”

"That's why I killed Hu Qingming. I'm not talking to you so much to explain anything, and it's not to ask you to forgive, and I still don't think it's a wrong thing to do...... I doubt myself a lot of the time, but when I kill, I can only trust the sword in my hand. ”

"As for... Peeking at you taking a bath, although it is shameless to say this, but that is really a misunderstanding! I'm afraid that Senior Sister Tian Mo saw that I was still in a coma, and there would be no one else in this area now, so I remembered the stream that took you to, she... She is a very gentle person, and it may not be appropriate for me to say it, but I still hope you don't resent her in your heart. ”

Mo Fan looked up at the blood-red sky, as if he had covered himself with his liver and bold, he rarely was so honest with people, but in the face of the unconscious girl in front of him, somehow, he wanted to tell her all these words.

"The people around me feel that I am a person who talks a lot, and I have been alone for a long time in the past year, and I always have to find something to say to myself. Whether you hear these words or not, forget if you don't hear them, what you hear... Just find a time to forget about it. ”

After saying this, Mo Fan's waist was lightly forced, and he bounced up from the stone, and he was already about to walk to the tent in his true state, and he decided to move the unconscious girl out first, and lay on the bed, which was more comfortable than lying on the gravel.

Just when he was halfway through, suddenly a soft and slightly weak female voice, with a hint of confusion, slowly sounded in the wind and sand:

"That's... What happened to the children in the end......

Hearing this sentence without a beginning or an end, Mo Fan was stunned, thought for a while, and said: "They are all Little Red Riding Hood in reality, and there are no hunters on the continent." ”

Without the hunter, the wolf grandmother in the story would not have died, and then the last person to die would have been Little Red Riding Hood.

The girl was silent and sat up slowly, her face still had tears on her face, and with the action of sitting up, the wide black robe slipped off a corner, revealing a thrilling snow white in the boundless gloomy black tower space.

Under the shield of the shield, there was no wind and sand, she obviously did not notice this scene, her hands gently wrapped around the crook of her legs, the girl looked at the scorched ground, and whispered: "But I still hate you, what should I do...... I wish I had a sword to kill you now, and every time I think of you cutting off his head in the past two days, and the way he looks at you, I want to avenge him, thinking that even if I get dirty, I will get close to you, and I will gain your trust, and... When you're not looking, I hack you to death with a sword...!"

"If I can't kill you like this, then I'll go find someone else, someone stronger than you, a slave and a servant, and watch you die in front of my eyes......"

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer.

"But I've never killed anyone, and I've never tried to kill anyone...... That day a pack of wolves came out, everyone froze, no one knew what to do, it was he who rescued me and took me away, I could survive... I still remember the first time I saw him, the first time I talked to him, I won't forget what happened many years ago, and I will remember these feelings many years later. ”

Speaking of this, the girl raised her head, looked straight at Mo Fan, and said slowly: "If there is a chance, I will still kill you, you... Be prepared. ”

"Well, but you have to take care of your body, don't go to someone you think is stronger than me, it is impossible for someone who can do that with you to kill me, I am strong, stronger than you think. ”

Mo Fan looked at the girl's eyes and said seriously.

"So, if you want to kill me, come yourself, even if it's rebellion, rumors, frame-up, poisoning, it doesn't matter, just don't sacrifice yourself, you're still young, there are many wonderful things in the future, you will meet more people you love, before that... Please cherish yourself. In fact, you also said that it was me, not you, who looked at me before he died. ”

Hearing this, the girl was silent for a long time again, and finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with her eyes, and gently lifted the black robe up with her hand, covering the white shoulders that had been exposed to the air, looking at the young man's clear eyes, and said word by word: "The clothes and belts will gradually widen and will not regret it, and people will be haggard for Yi." ”

"You've been looking at me for so long, I'm ...... Is it beautiful?"

She gently lifted the corner of her ink robe, touched the ground slightly, and stood up like a fairy.

The snow-white hand slowly rested on the side of the pitch-black placket belt.

Seeing that she still made such a choice, Mo Fan was slightly stunned and said with a wry smile: "Qiwen is appreciated, and doubts are analyzed?"

"Don't analyze articles with you, only discuss swords with you. ”

After saying this, under the gaze of a pair of inky pupils, the woman slowly tightened her belt, and smiled for the first time: "Let me out, although I hate you, I also know why you took me in, it is revenge, and I will not threaten you with this." ”

Mo Fan smiled bitterly for the third time on his face, waved the sleeves of his robe, and let the girl out despite Ta Ling's advice.

"You stupid, how angry you are... I don't care if you want to do this, the training process will be doubled in the future! The next five days will be doubled, and if you can't do it, don't talk to me again!"

Faced with Mo Fan's stupid behavior of not listening to the old man, Ta Ling shouted angrily in his heart.

"Okay, my eldest lady, you say that if you increase it a few times, you can increase it a few times, let's get rid of it. ”

"No...!we're going to give you a tenfold increase!No, a hundredfold! a thousandfold increase......"

Hearing this unreasonable trouble, Mo Fan's expression suddenly became strange, I don't know what I should do now, I secretly want to dry her for a while, after a long time, her anger should slowly disappear...

This is really a big misunderstanding in the hearts of straight men.

......

After coming out of the gloomy black tower, Liu Xiyao looked at the blue sky and white clouds around her, felt the fresh air in the mountains, took a deep breath, thought about her thoughts, and slowly got into the tent.

But in the blink of an eye, in the half-open curtain, a slender and graceful figure, as if performing the most blood-pumping dance in the world, swayed gently, and for a while, a primitive and youthful temptation slowly emanated from the tent.

This is tantamount to the most fatal temptation for Mo Fan, who has no one else and has a beautiful heart, but he still turned his back and gently pressed down the curtain that was full of endless spring light.