Chapter 10: Witch Spirits
Lin Hanxuan helplessly watched the pair of living treasures chasing after him, his fingers gently plucked the lake water, stirring up ripples in a circle, and spending the reflection in the water.
When the water surface calmed down, there was an additional portrait in the reflection.
"Your Highness, why are you here alone?"
Lin Hanxuan ignored Yi Tian, pointed his finger on the surface of the lake, and pointed out ripples in circles. But Yi Tian didn't give up because of this, she won't!
"Is Your Highness so disgusted with Tian'er?"
Lin Hanxuan turned his head, those cold eyes finally met her charming Danfeng eyes, Yi Tian couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and said excitedly: "Do you think Tian'er is beautiful today?" ”
Lin Hanxuan sneered: "Arrogant and pretentious. ”
"Am I arrogant? Shen Bixia, what's so good about her? Yi Tian was eager to know her place in his heart, she didn't want Lin Hanxuan to look at her so coldly!
But Lin Hanxuan's answer was not as good as she wanted.
"With your heart alone, you're going to lose a lot."
He didn't want to entangle her anymore, so he left her and walked away.
Yi Tian's face was like an eggplant, the silk on her body was caught by her, and she was about to leave, and the skirt was grabbed by the thorns again, she squatted down angrily and untied it a few times, but she still couldn't release the skirt from the thorns, but a pair of slender hands had become a little flower cat. She had to get up and pull the hem of her skirt hard, and after a "hiss" sound, she had to leave in embarrassment.
Shen Bixia, it's all you, it's all your fault for my sadness! I want you to pay for it!
Luo Yu walked around the main hall from the side hall, under the gauze tent, among the red candles, she could only see Shen Bixia's outline.
Shen Bixia reviewed the account books for a night, and the whole person was naturally groggy, holding the pen in one hand and supporting her head in the other, leaning on the desk and falling asleep.
Suddenly, a chill in her neck woke her up.
"Where's the artifact?"
Shen Bixia felt powerless and knew that she had been tricked.
"Do you even say it!" Luo Yu held the dagger tighter, and a faint trace of blood began to appear on Shen Bixia's neck. But she kept her head down, she shouldn't do anything, she didn't say anything, the battle of spiritual weapons, she had long expected that there would be such a day.
A quarter of an hour had passed, and Luo Yu was already impatient, and walked around in front of her, letting the dagger sink deeper.
When she saw Shen Bixia's face, the dagger in her hand almost slipped off. She actually has the same face as her!
Why, why, why does Cheng Yan love you and not love me, why do I work so hard, I do so much for him......
Thinking of this, the corners of Luo Yu's mouth moved, his eyes closed, and with a wave of his hand, Shen Bixia fell to the ground, blood splattered all over the ground. She tried to grab Luo Moyu's hand, but her consciousness kept withdrawing.
What "Eliminate ......" wanted to say, it was too late to say, and a teardrop fell.
Luo Yu opened his eyes, threw the dagger beside her, squatted down and looked at her, and then got up and looked at himself in front of the bronze mirror, no wonder the city mourners love Shen Bixia and don't love her, under her black veil, there is only bewitching. Dark red eyeliner, blurred eyes, impenetrable pupils, only cold and glamorous. Unlike Shen Bixia, her whole body exudes a dignified and superior atmosphere.
Luo Yu took out the corpse scatter, turned Shen Bixia into a puddle of blood pus, and watched the blood pus turn into a puddle of corpse water, "If I take everything from you now, don't hate me, okay?" You have so much, have you ever experienced the days of being bullied on the street hungry? Have you ever experienced what it's like to love someone hard and not get anything in return? You don't have ...... You don't have ...... Because you have ...... everything."
Luo Yu looked at the bright moon outside the window, and his childhood days stumbled with tears in his eyes:
On the street, in the crowd.
An unkempt little girl begged bitterly, "Is it good to eat?" I haven't eaten in a long time......"
But every time I get it, it's not food.
"Please, I'm really hungry."
"Fuck off, don't get my clothes dirty!" The gorgeously dressed man kicked her away and spat in her face, "Can you afford to wash it if it's dirty!" I don't care about you! ”
The little girl was holding her stomach, she was already hungry, and now she was kicked hard, it hurt, it hurt.
She bit her pale lip and struggled to crawl to the corner. hugged her knees tightly, buried her head tightly in her knees, and told herself to be strong and not cry in the eyes of others...... But where is home?
Even if she managed to get food, it would be snatched away by other able-bodied beggars, and she cried and shouted to defend what she had left, but in the end it was useless, and in exchange for a violent beating.
She lay dying on the street, and in the eyes of everyone, she was nothing more than a bad wild child.
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