Chapter Seventy-Three: To Die or to Live

He gently stroked Han Qingqing's eyes full of panic, and said happily: "It's good, in this way, you will never be able to refuse my approach." ”

Heh, he should have woken up sooner.

Perhaps, only in this way can Han Qingqing be obedient.

"Don't touch me, Meng Zihui, you pervert."

"Perverted, I have more perverted ones."

As he spoke, Meng Zihui grabbed Han Qingqing's head and dragged her to the table where Meng Shan was lying.

"Ahh

The pain of his scalp being torn apart, as well as the fear of the unknown, made Han Qingqing can't help but scream, "Meng Zihui, you let go of me!" ”

At this moment, Meng Zihui didn't understand what pity and cherishing jade was, and dragged Han Qingqing over.

In the end, he also thoughtfully put her on a stone, so that she could clearly see Meng Shan lying below.

"Meng Zihui, what are you going to do?"

Han Qingqing screamed.

She was afraid, she didn't feel it when Meng Renyi killed her with a sword, but now, Han Qingqing felt a sense of fear from the bottom of her heart.

The current Meng Zihui is too terrible.

"Do what?" Meng Zihui sneered.

"Do you like Meng Shan, today, I want you to see with your own eyes how I took out Meng Shan's heart.

I want you to see for yourself how he was played to death by me! ”

"No, Meng Zihui, you can't do this?"

Han Qingqing shook her head in fear, and even broke down and cried out loud.

"You can't, Meng Zihui, you can't treat Ah Shan like this.

No, no, Meng Zihui, please let him go. ”

Meng Zihui wiped the tears on her face vigorously, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became thicker and thicker.

"What are you crying about, the show is still to come."

Outside, there was chaos, crying, and quarreling in Meng Shan's ears.

He always thought that Han Qingqing only had a temporary good impression of him, but he didn't expect that she could pay so much for him.

I'm sorry, it's he who is sorry for her.

Meng Shan is desperate to stand up now, he wants to wake up, he wants to face Meng Renyi and Meng Zihui by himself, no matter how incompetent he is, he can't let Han Qingqing face all this for him.

Wake him up!

After all, Meng Zihui's methods are not as sophisticated as Meng Renyi, perhaps he is simply trying to torture Meng Shan and Han Qingqing.

The dull pain of the knife on the flesh was very strong, and Meng Shan suspected that he was trying to hurt him alive and torture his body to achieve the pleasure of his own revenge.

"Nope."

Han Qingqing was already crying silently, her eyes were now full of flowing blood, and all she could see was a piece of red and bright blood, the blood of the person she loved the most.

"No, please, let him go."

Han Qingqing, don't ask for him.

Meng Shan was in pain, and the pain in his heart was a hundred times stronger than the pain in his body.

This is his dear brother, this is his family who has been with him for more than ten years!

Not!

Meng Shan felt his heart throb and throb, and he was about to lose his breath.

Is it really just that?

He was not reconciled.

Han Qingqing was still crying and begging Meng Zihui, but the knife on Meng Shan's body never stopped for a moment.

The chest that was cut open by Meng Zihui revealed the heart full of holes inside, and countless circles of red Gu threads restrained the fragile heart, and the almost inaudible beating showed that it was fragile and helpless.

Meng Zihui picked up a new Gu thread and tied it to Meng Shan's heart in three or two clicks, Han Qingqing could clearly see that his heart, which was not very agitated, was getting weaker and weaker, and the beating frequency was much lower than that of ordinary people.

"No, you don't torture Ah Shan anymore.

Please.

If you do this, he will die, Meng Zihui, Ah Shan is your brother! ”

"Brother?

Heh, he's just a Gu man for us, but he just gives him a good face and doesn't know his identity.

I want him to live, and he can live, and I want him to die, and he will never live tonight. ”

Meng Zihui's eyes were fierce, and the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment, and Meng Shan's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Meng Shan really had never been closer to death than at this moment, and he even suspected that when Meng Zihui tied a Gu thread, he would die with a whimper.

However, he still persevered tenaciously, because he wanted to live.

The head is buzzing, the pain in the body has long been numb, perhaps, it is one step away from death.

Meng Shan didn't know if it made sense for him to resist like this.

"Ashan, wake up."

"Meng Zihui, please, if you continue, he will die, he will really die."

"Even if he dies, he also deserves to die."

Just to let him die, a Gu person, he actually dared to rob Qingqing with him, it was because he had indulged him too much over the years.

After tying the one in his hand, Meng Zihui picked up another Gu thread and was about to re-tie Meng Shan, but suddenly met a pair of bright eyes.

For the first time, Meng Zihui found that Meng Shan's eyes were so bright, dark and bright, shining with a light that could see through people's hearts.

"Ashan, you're awake!

Get up quickly, they will kill you. ”

Han Qingqing also found out that Meng Shan had come to his senses for the first time, and immediately shouted for him to escape.

"Ahsan, run, get out of here."

Meng Shan supported the platform under him with one hand, covered his chest with the other, and new blood kept gushing out between his fingers, but he didn't care at all, and still stared at Meng Zihui in front of him.

Qi and blood surged, and Meng Shan couldn't help coughing twice.

"Ahem."

"Brother."

This brother, it sounds no different from usual.

But how did they go back to the old days?

"Heh, you've woken up a long time ago."

Meng Zihui sneered, looked at those unusually bright eyes, and laughed at himself: "No wonder I can't find it out so much, it turns out that your eyes are not blind at all."

I don't know when Ah Shan became so scheming. ”

Meng Shan actually quietly learned about their plan when they didn't notice it, or were they too negligent.

"Brother thinks that Ah Shan's eyes are pretended?"

"Oh, isn't it?

You've fooled all of us with your disguise. ”

Hearing him comment on himself like this, Meng Shan didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

More than ten years of brotherhood is nothing more than that.

"It's because I'm blind and blind in my heart, and I can't see your true face, but I've been in love with the enemy for more than ten years."

"Hmph, I don't care if you're blind in your eyes or in your heart, today is your time of death."

Meng Shan gritted his teeth and said sharply: "Heh, is it dead?"

What if I don't want to? ”

Why should they decide his life and death?

They want him to die today, but he wants to live this day.

Even if he sewed this heart shut, he would hold on until tomorrow.

He is unwilling, he is unwilling, why do they want him to die, he will die, he wants to live, and he has to live.

Meng Zihui looked at him with a funny mouth, and said ruthlessly: "This is not up to you." ”