The boy felt that he was already full of **, and he was suddenly ashamed and unbearable, and he was about to turn over and resist, but he didn't think that the girl grabbed him by the shoulder, dragged him to the side of the bathtub, and threw him in with lightning speed.

I haven't seen this scene for a few days, but it's still familiar. He had a vague memory, and he always felt as if such things had happened before.

He was a man, but he was thrown into the water by the woman.

This woman is really not a boudoir lady.

Rough and weird, it is said that she still gets up early every day to practice martial arts, I really don't know what kind of woman she is outside.

Such a woman probably can't get married.

The medicinal soup poured into his nose and ears, but Zhu Rong didn't even have the strength to get up from the barrel now, so he could only let himself sink while thinking about these things vaguely.

"Hey, don't drown." In addition to the sound of gurgling water, a woman's cry was suddenly heard, and a snow-white arm reached into the medicinal soup, grabbed his wrist, lifted him up, and then lowered it against the wall of the barrel.

The familiar tingling struck again, and Zhu Rong found that his nerves were numb and he couldn't even scream, but unlike the light feeling in his body before, he felt something stirring violently in his body, running through his internal organs.

The pain of piercing the heart is nothing more than this.

The boy coughed loudly against the wall of the barrel, and large blood flowers floated on the brown medicinal soup.

"Isn't it really good?" Zhu Luan half-squatted on the ground and looked at him quietly, then straightened up.

She took the heavy sword leaning against the tub.

With a thud, the scabbard was thrown to the ground.

Zhu Rong barely opened his eyes, and saw the girl holding a Xueliang heavy sword, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"What are you going to do?" He squeezed the words out of his mouth.

He watched the girl walk towards him step by step with a sword without saying a word, and his eyes were solemn and murderous like never before.

He suddenly felt disheartened and closed his eyes a little tiredly.

Then he heard a slight cutting sound, the sound of a sword cutting through flesh.

But the expected pain did not come.

Tick, tick, tick.

The sound of the water flowing, and the rich fragrance.

Zhu Rong opened his eyes, his pupils shrank, and he saw a picture that he could never forget in his life.

The girl's snow-white arm rested on the edge of the bathtub, and the cold cold front rested on her veins, and there was a blood line at the veins, and a large number of blood beads were rushing out of the wound, converging into a stream of blood, dripping from the girl's wrist, turning into a golden flame, and submerged in the medicinal soup.

He heard someone gasping softly in his ears, the girl stared at her wrist, picked up the sword and made a very fast sword, her face was as white as a snowy mountain, a large amount of blood oozed from the sword mouth, and the blood before was different, the blood at the veins was extraordinarily bright red, and the air was filled with a faint bloody gas and a certain strong fragrance.

"What are you doing...... Zhu Rong's eyes widened, looking at her in disbelief, he had also secretly seen her dripping blood into the bath bucket, and vaguely guessed that this girl's blood was estimated to have some detoxifying effect, but he didn't expect her to dare to attack her own veins.

He raised his hand with great difficulty, trying to push away the girl's bleeding wrist, but as the blood of her veins seeped in, the medicinal soup was like a bucket of fire oil that was suddenly ignited, Zhu Rong felt as if his body was lying on top of an extremely hot red-hot soldering iron, and every place that touched the medicinal soup was scalded, and those fluffy flames instantly spread and burned his flesh and blood, burning his white bones, extremely painful.

The tumors on his body, which had been cut open, began to fall off one after another.

Zhu Rong's brows furrowed in pain, only to feel that the previous heart-piercing pain quickly disappeared, because compared to the cracking pain from the skin on his body from the outside to the inside, the pain that seemed to be able to burn everything and tear everything apart, all the suffering in the world was nothing more than that.

It was so painful that he wanted to die right away.

"Great, sure enough, the arterial blood is working." In a trance, he heard the whisper of someone in his ear, and he tried to focus his gaze, and saw the girl lying on the edge of the tub, ignoring her bleeding wrist, looking at his body in the tub, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She looked worse than him, her face was as white as rice paper without ink, her wrists were already blurred with blood, a lot of blood was lost, the girl coughed, and actually vomited blood, and beads of sweat oozed from the corners of her forehead, and in just a short moment, all the clothes on her body were soaked with sweat.

Only her eyes and the tip of the sword she held in her hand were spotless, still bright and scorching, as if there was a fire in her slender and thin body, which could burn endlessly.

Zhu Rong couldn't move, she could only watch the blood on the girl's wrist keep flowing, whenever the blood flow slowed down and the wound scabbed, she would stab it again with the heavy sword, and the new blood flowed out again, turning into a dazzling flame, burning on him, burning his rotten past little by little, and rekindling his new life little by little.

Zhu Rong's eyes were black for a while, such a sharp pain, such a moment of torture, so that time passed extremely slowly, he knew that he would not live long since he was a child, so he wanted to live slowly and slowly every day, he felt that heaven was unfair, so he never believed in the gods, never asked for heaven and earth.

At this moment, he had never been so eager for time to be faster, even if the pain on his body was compressed, and he didn't want to continue to watch such a torture.

As time passed, the luster in the eyes of the girl lying by the bathtub became more and more dim, and the good-looking eyebrows and eyes wrinkled more and more tightly, looking very painful.

"I won't let you die, I won't let my mother's child die."

Zhu Rong heard the girl muttering.

Blood kept dripping from her wrists, Zhu Luan felt that her vision was a little blurry, and even her thinking was a little confused, she didn't know what year it was, she didn't know who she was, she didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't know if her current state was due to excessive blood loss or something else.

The darkness before dawn is so deep, the city of Huizhou at this time is so quiet, and the light of the night pearl in the basement makes people feel the temperature at all.

In such a basement, Zhu Luan felt the passage of his life.

From the moment she slit the artery, she realized that she had made a wrong decision, and she completely underestimated the risk of releasing sperm and blood in her current body.

The blood that was confined to this fragile body flowed out, and her soul began to turbulent violently, and the memories of the third life swirled in her mind chaotically, causing a great shock to her.

Her vision became more and more blurred, the mist-curled clean room, the pine wooden barrel, and the young man covered in ** gradually deformed and distorted in her eyes, turning into a monster with teeth and claws; Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her breath was as hot as fire, but no matter how hard she breathed, she couldn't cool down; Her mind became more and more confused, and she gradually forgot her original purpose and current situation.

All she remembered was repeating the movements of her hands mechanically, constantly cutting through the congealed wounds to save the child who had been eroded by the ghost.

Eventually, she felt the blood on her wrists flow all over her body, staining her whole body bright red, and then burning with a thud.

She saw herself in the fire.

I saw a vengeful girl covered in blood.

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