The storm suddenly came, the calm lotus pond was hit by the rain, Chu Wu squatted on the swing by the lotus pool, soaked up and down, there was no wind in the black oppressive world, the swing was motionless, but the lightning roared overhead, as if the great god Haotian was angry, and was using the halberd to punish the heavens and the earth, cutting the dark sky back and forth.

Looking obliquely from the swing, you can see the palace city of Chu State, it is the only place in this dark world that shines with bright light, Chu Wu stared at it deadly, for a moment, hatred gathered madly in his eyes, but he was very quiet, just squatting quietly on the swing board, like a poor swinging chicken, but a swinging chicken who wanted to tear the whole world apart.

His hands were dripping blood, and the blood overflowed through the cracks of his fingers, dripping on the ground, and was soon diluted by the rain, and his robe hung down from the swing board, dragged on the ground, and was trampled by the dirty muddy water, and his hair, which had been neatly combed, was also rubbed by the storm, and a few strands of wet hair stuck to his forehead, making him look like a water ghost coming out of the lotus pool, a water ghost dripping with blood.

"Haotian God, if you can hear my heart, let Chu Lian go to hell, if you can't let him go to hell, then, throw me into hell."

The fist was clenched tighter, the sharp little sword cut the palm to pieces, and the blood rushed out one by one, but he didn't feel the pain, only the hatred of gnashing his teeth.

Que'er was taken away.

Just when he was like a diligent little bee, busy in full swing, thinking that he had laid a net above Chu Lian's head, his father, the king of Chu State, hit him in the chest with a sullen punch, the most vulnerable place, under this unexpected punch, he couldn't even resist, he could only watch a group of blood phoenix guards blow into this small courtyard like the wind, pull his beloved woman out of the hot bed, stuff it into the carriage, and run to the palace without looking back, And he had just enjoyed her tenderness, the tenderness that was as sweet as honey.

"Your Highness, Your Highness save me......"

"Your Highness, Your Highness......"

The delicate and earnest voice sounded in his ears, covering up the sound of wind and rain, and a heart-rending scene appeared in front of him, he saw a black shadow, which pressed on Que Er's snowy body, galloping wantonly, and laughing madly. He wanted to close his painful eyes, but his eyelids did not obey the call, as if a thorn was pressing against the upper and lower eyelids, allowing him to see clearly what the devil was and what was the hatred that did not share the sky.

"Chu Lian!!"

Finally, Chu Wu, who had been sitting on the swing board for a whole day, let out a roar from his bones, and the sound was extremely hoarse, like an iron sword scraping an iron shield, which made people sound their teeth tremble and their whole body spasm.

The jade rabbit lay down in the muddy mud, one of its ears was broken, the merciless wind and rain were beating it, Chu Wu grabbed the rope, got up from the swing board with difficulty, and finally took a deep look at the direction of Miyagi, jumped off the swing, but didn't want to squat for a day, his hands and feet were already numb, "plop", and fell into the mud.

When the warriors saw him stand up, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and when they saw him fall, they rushed over to help him up. Chu Wu faced down and waved his hand, and the warriors retreated worriedly.

He lay down in the mud puddle, the mud puddle was bubbling blisters, it was because he was wheezing violently, the muddy water soaked in blood was a little salty, he tried his best to raise his head from the puddle, struggled to sit up, and then gasped for breath, his face was as white as death, after a while, he gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, tried a few times, but failed to make the trip, so, he cracked his mouth and laughed miserably, and slowly crawled up the porch, passing by the jade rabbit, he stuffed it into his cold arms, and even the broken ear did not let go, and crawled all the way forward, Dripping blood all the way.

When he finally climbed to the clean porch, the warriors brought hot ginger tea, and he drank it in one go, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his mouth rotten and gnashed by his teeth.

The beautiful maid wanted to help him into the warm bathtub, he violently waved away the maid's hand, looked at her viciously, frightened the maid to lose her face, fell to the ground, and shouted: "Your Highness spare your life, Your Highness spare your life!" ”

"Why should I kill you? You're nothing more than wood in a beautiful human skin! ”

Chu Wu smiled coldly, took a few breaths, and stumbled towards the bathtub, this maid is the woman Chu Lian gave him, she is beautiful from head to toe, however, she is not Que'er, that devil took away my Que'er, the devil is the devil, not a person at all, he will only humiliate me above my head and destroy everything I have.

Chu Wu rubbed his body vigorously, rubbing his whole body red like blood, if it was possible, he really wanted to cut off this skin bag and throw it back to the devil, but he didn't do that, because he had to live, and only by living could he double the shame.

I took a shower, ate something, and got my strength back.

Chu Wu knelt on the porch, wearing clean and warm clothes, but his heart was as cold as death. The samurai stood beneath the silhouette, the pouring rain washing away the iron armor on their bodies.

"Lock her up."

"No."

Chu Wu pointed to the waiter who was trembling on the ground. The samurai chief hesitated, but firmly carried out his order. Then, Chu Wu put the small sword on the case, the sword was still stained with his blood, and a lightning bolt pierced the sky, illuminating the sword on the case, and emitting a demonic light.

"Take it and bring the man."

"No."

The chief samurai left with a small sword in his hand, and a group of samurai retreated to all directions where the lightning could not shine, and the courtyard was empty, leaving only Chu Wu alone, and the rain hit the swing board, making a 'crackling porphyry' sound.

Chu Wu sat expressionlessly until he saw a lantern.

The winds ceased, and the torrential rain stopped.

The air smelled of damp muddy water.

The lights are getting closer.

It's still the light of the porridge, it's still the woman in black, still wearing the beautiful red shoes.

She walked to the porch and sat down opposite Chu Wu. The hem of her skirt was wet with muddy water, and she stretched out her hand as white as snow, picked up the corner of her skirt, and twisted the muddy water in front of Chu Wu. The movements were natural and gentle, as if she was not facing His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi, but a dear relative. However, if you are a loved one, you should not hide your face.

"Why are you here?" Chu Wu asked coldly.

"You're dying, I have to come."

She focused on wringing the muddy water, her voice calm, the faint light shining on her slender fingers, and the sewage dripped from the cracks of her fingers to the ground, and scurried and fell.

Chu Wu looked at those hands, when he was a child, it was these hands that led him, comforted him, brought him warmth, and made him no longer afraid, but today, these hands no longer belong to him, but to a devil.

"It's the devil, not me, who deserves hell." Chu Wu heard his own voice, which was extremely unfamiliar.

The woman in black wrung out the corners of her skirt, put the lantern pavilion on the case, and shone on Chu Wu's face, which was a face with excessive blood loss, without any human color, she shook her head: "Xiao Wu, you can't fight him, everything you do is so ridiculous in his opinion." Stop, Xiao Wu, as you said, he is a devil without humanity, but you are a human being, how can a person fight the devil? ”

Chu Wu didn't speak, stubbornly tilting his chin.

The eyes of the woman in black flashed, and the unspeakable pain flashed away, she hesitantly stretched out her hand, wanting to caress his cheek, but she paused halfway, he was no longer the stubborn little boy she was more than ten years ago, and she could never go back to the past.

Chu Wu grabbed her hand at this time, she was startled, and subconsciously pulled back, but she didn't want to anger Chu Wu because of this, he pulled it suddenly, pulled the woman in black on the case, knocked down the lantern, and the flames soared, shining on Chu Wu's face, an extremely terrible face, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Xiao Wu!" She exclaimed.

Who knows, it's okay not to call it, but when Chu Wu is called, he is even more angry, he stood up and pulled her up from the case, she couldn't stand steadily, and fell crookedly into his arms, he took advantage of the situation to grab her slender waist, carried her, and strode towards the house.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu......" the woman lowered her voice and hissed.

"You're right, he's the devil, the devil without humanity, and he's brought me endless humiliation, so I'll give him back."

"Hahaha, I'm the devil, the devil ......"

Chu Wu laughed wildly, he threw the woman in black on the bed, pounced on it with red eyes, hurriedly ripped off the hateful red shoes, slammed them on the ground, and then pounced again, pressing her to death.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, let go of me, let go of me, you can't be like this, you can't learn from him......"

The woman was crying and struggling desperately, although there was a messy hat to cover it, Chu Wu couldn't see her crying, but he didn't want to see her at all, in his heart, she was dead, since she put on those red shoes, she was dead!

The black clothes were torn by him, and the body as white as snow was revealed, as delicate as Que'er, Chu Wu felt that the whole person was going crazy, it was the blood of excitement and revenge rolling, he closed his eyes and plunged into it.

At this moment, the woman below her stopped crying or struggling, she tore off her hat and veil, and looked at him fixedly.

"Look into my eyes and see me clearly, Xiao Wu, you're not the devil."

The woman's voice was very gentle, she raised her head, held Chu Wu's cheek, and kissed him gently.

"Devil, devil. He's a devil! ”

Chu Wu yelled, and fled out of bed in a panic, escaping from her gaze, he staggered to the yard, the cold wind blew, and his whole body was shivering, but he couldn't feel the cold.

"Kill him, kill him, I must kill him."

Chu Wu held his head and squatted on the ground in pain. After a while, the pair of red shoes walked in front of him, and the slender shadow was cast on the ground by the light, and she squatted down, wearing Chu Wu's clothes, holding his face, and telling him word by word.

"The time has not yet come."