40. How about Benjun being a bastard?
He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his arms, his tone still gentle enough to break his mind: "Ayu, be good, don't be disobedient. ”
If I am obedient, I will not be a good jade, so I don't care about the pain in my heart and struggle, but he was pressed and stuck to his chest, how can I not exert my strength, I bit his neck, blood rushed to his forehead, he didn't even tremble, and the hand holding me did not loosen for half a minute.
"Ayu, I only thought it was him today. But it's useless, you wear my wedding dress, you want to marry me, and you have nothing to do with him. He said lightly. But I was so angry with this sentence that I couldn't help myself, and I stopped talking so much that even my teeth began to chatter.
He straightened my body and pulled up his cuffs to wipe the blood from my mouth, and I desperately avoided it, gritting my teeth and saying, "You bastard!" ”
He finally stopped having that dead expression, pulled the corners of his lips and asked me, "How about Benjun being a bastard?" ”
I raised my arm to slap him again, but he grabbed his wrist and put his other hand against my heart, and there was a pain in the ground, like a hole in the thorn root.
He squeezed it hard, put his cheek close to me and said, "So, you're here, no one else is allowed in the future, you know?" ”
I spat out the blood in my mouth, and it sprayed all over his face, scarlet running down his gray, dead cheeks.
"You, this, bastard, account!" I held back the tingling pain in my heart and scolded word by word.
He wiped his face, and his blood-stained hand suddenly pinched my jaw, and he smiled treacherously, "Benjun is a bastard when he a needle in your heart, so what about him, why don't you think he's a bastard when you take half a heart for him?" ”
I took advantage of his questioning, shouted and pulled the three-foot red silk under me to make an obstacle, and finally rushed out of his arms when he was caught off guard. But this action in exchange for a sharper pain in the heart, I was unstable, through the red silk that had not yet fallen, planted directly on the fire candle in the hall, and countless warm pains arose behind me for a moment, but compared to the heart, the pain of these candles burning was really nothing.
The shoji made of red silk finally fell, and Meng Ze's eyes were exposed, which were a little more scarlet than the blood on his face.
I struggled to turn over to get up from the candle, and my underwear was still my own, except for the flames stuck to the collar and cuffs.
He stepped on the candle flame and attacked me, all the way to the main hall on the golden "Xi" word, I tore off the jade hairpin on my head, the hairpin with my heart, the jade light flashed three feet, the sharp edge of the sword cut off my countless scattered hair, black hair fell on the ground in the candle flame, igniting a hissing sound. The jade is held in my hand, and the sword body trembles, but it can also allow me to take a temporary defense.
He didn't sacrifice his sword, although it was only the appearance of his bare hands, but it made me feel terrified. But often at this time, the more cowardly, since ancient times, who is afraid of who dies first, if you put on a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, you may be able to live for a few more years. I gathered my internal breath and pressed the needle in my heart, grabbed the jade sword and jumped up, the tip of the sword flowed rapidly and forced straight towards him, the old lady planned to fight with him today.
Meng Ze stood tall in front of me, not even dodging, but hooked his index finger slightly, and I felt that the needle in my heart was wandering around, and in the only half of my right heart, cruel seemed to refuse to leave me a way to live. After all, the jade sword still didn't hold firmly, and the sword body flew out and stabbed him in the left shoulder, until the jade sword fell to the ground, and I found that my immortal power had disappeared, and even my own sword was implicated. And I was so painful from the needles in my heart that I fell to the ground that I crushed countless candles in the rolling. Flames grazed my arms and cheeks, and my whole body spasmed and spurted out a mouthful of blood as I couldn't control my heart.