The more blood seeped, the more it seeped.

From the slit to the bottom of the coffin, it dripped to the ground, shedding a pool of blood.

Although when I was angry before, I said that whatever was in it had to be sawn in half.

But if I am really a living person, how can I not have a little mercy!

The blood is still flowing, and it is flowing.

It looks like I cut the artery.

I was stunned for a while, and I didn't know what to do, so I could only say apologetically: "I swear to God that I didn't mean to, if you are a thousand-year-old monster, don't trouble me......"

After thinking about it, he said: "Since this is already the case, why don't I help you get free, anyway, if you are trapped here, it is better to live than to die, die early and live early." ”

After speaking, he pulled the saw blade again, closed his eyes and his heart was horizontal, and the sharp steel wire was directly sunk into a few centimeters like cutting tofu.

Blood splattered out and hit my face, wet and scalding.

And I have no intention of stopping, trying to cut the coffin in half in the shortest possible time, to alleviate its pain, which is the only mercy I can make.

My white T-shirt was soaked in blood and bloomed bright red flowers.

My hands, my arms, my shoes, my pants were all covered in blood in the blink of an eye, and I could even smell the smell of blood in the air.

Cruel or ruthless.

I could no longer let go of the saw blade in my hand, and I could not give up the efforts and lives of generations because of my insignificant kindness.

The coffin must be opened!

If I do it wrong, just let me go to hell.

However, I thought it would not scream again when it died, but the cry for help was like a timed alarm clock, and it rang again a quarter of an hour later.

"Dongyang, help me...... Dongyang, don't kill me......"

"Dongyang, help me...... Dongyang, don't kill me......"

This time, the voice has no sense of oppression, no seduction, like a crying little girl, begging at the last moment of her life.

That voice can make any man's heart melt in an instant.

And that includes me, of course.

The moment the sound reached my ears, my whole body was so soft that I didn't even have the strength to pick up the saw blade.

I never felt the same feeling.

It's like being in an oasis of the scorching desert, as if soaking in a hot spring on the top of an iceberg.

I couldn't help but open my mouth to comfort: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you anymore, I'll find a way to save you......"

"Dongyang, help me...... Dongyang, don't kill me......"

"Dongyang, help me...... Dongyang, don't kill me......"

The voice of pity and helplessness for help lingered in his ears, and the sound entered his heart.

My eyes were hazy, and then hazy to clear.

In a trance, I saw that Xun Qianling was actually here!

In front of you!

Four chains bound her limbs, like a prisoner under torture, her soft and boneless body, her tattered clothes, the scars that cut her skin, and half of her body red with blood.

Those tearful and innocent eyes, like a homeless stray cat, hiding in the ruins and longing for the arms of their masters.

I froze.

Then he pounced on it, pulling the chain desperately, trying to pull it away with all his strength, but found that his strength was so weak for the chain.

"Dongyang, please...... I don't want to die...... Dongyang ......"

Xun Qianling's body trembled, her voice trembled, and she cried for help.

This cry for help directly shattered my heart.

I picked up the saw blade on the ground, desperately cut the interface to the chain, and frantically sawed off a chain tied to Xun Qianling's arm.

"Don't worry! I save you, I'll take you home! "I didn't rest, I saw the wire through the interface again, and cut the other chain.

Only then did he take a breath.

Looking at the weak Xun Qianling in front of me, I had never seen her so fragile, my heart couldn't help but feel a pain, the heat in my chest poured into my eyes, and I opened my mouth to say to her: "I'm sorry, Sister Ling, don't be afraid, don't worry, you'll be fine, you will definitely not let you be fine!" ”

I said hurriedly to the other end, grabbed the chain tied to her leg, threaded the wire saw into the interface, gritted my teeth and struggled to cut it.

I looked at my hands, which had been ground by the grip of the wire saw, and I couldn't tell whose blood it was.

After a long period of work, my hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I really couldn't hold the wire saw.

"Dongyang, help me...... I'm in so much pain, I want to go home......"

Xun Qianling was still crying helplessly.

I stretched out my hand to brush away the broken hair on her face, and my heart ached again, and I comforted you in a low voice: "Take you home immediately, don't be afraid, there is still a chain, I will help you untie it." ”

I tore off a strip of cloth from my clothes, wrapped it around my palm, and held the wire saw in pain.

Even if these hands are gone, they will take her home.

"Dongyang, I'm cold...... Take me home...... Take me home......"

Xun Qianling's crying, every word is like a bullet, which can hit the softest place in my heart, and there seems to be a kind of magic that makes me forgetful.

I saw the wire through the interface of the last chain.

clenched his fists tightly, and forcibly cut the chains little by little with the sharp pain in his palms, and the strips of cloth on his hands were instantly stained crimson by blood.

"Don't worry, I'll save you if I die, after all...... One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers......" I whispered, my heart instantly warmed, and the pain of tearing palms became insignificant.

"Dongyang, actually...... I've always loved you, Dongyang ......"

"One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain and fight the tiger......" I repeated.

"Dongyang, I've always loved you...... Dongyang, save me ......"

"You ......" I felt my head buzz, and turned my head to look at Xun Qianling, her voice was still hitting the softest place in my heart, making me feel like falling into a swamp of gentle fragrance and unable to extricate myself.

I loosened the half-sawn chain, slowly walked up to her and squatted down, and whispered in her ear: "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers......

I was so close, I really couldn't hold back, so I kissed her on the cheek.

Her cheeks were as red as persimmons, and she murmured delicately: "Dongyang, I'm your person, help me, okay?" ”

Her words intoxicated me, intoxicated me, and I wanted to carry her home immediately.

However, even if Xun Qianling dies, it is impossible to forget our contract, that is the bottom line!

No way!

When pigs fly!

Even if she hates me and hates me to the core, even if she doesn't like me, repents and remarries, or even if she wants to kill me, she will remember the bottom line between us.

She won't forget!

Don't dare to forget!

Don't forget either!

Because that's the mark engraved on the heart.

Can't forget!

"Dongyang, help me untie it, let's go home, I miss our home, don't separate ......"

Xun Qianling's voice echoed in my ears.

Irresistible tenderness.

I lifted her up and leaned against my chest, closed my eyes and said, "Okay, I'll take you home, since you forgot our bottom line, I'll send you home, and I'll send you home with my own hands." ”

As I spoke, the wire saw was held tightly in my hand.

Sharp silk threads, sharpened iron like clay.

Across her neck, like a spring breeze blowing willows, leaves falling silently.

In an instant, a powerful impact slammed into my chest, and a huge roar sounded in my ears, and the ground shook.

I was knocked to the ground, flipped around and stopped, and when I opened my eyes, I found the bronze coffin falling to the ground, with only a chain left to pull me.

One end of the bronze coffin has been cut open as a whole and broken into two.

Wisps of black smoke came out of the coffin, accompanied by the howl of ghosts and wolves, like a group of demons escaping from hell, crashing into stone pillars and instantly turning into nothing.

All of this changed so quickly that I couldn't get out of the picture and the feeling I just had.

Or rather, I don't want to come out.

It's too real, it's too nostalgic!

I don't know how I managed to do it, but I ruthlessly killed Xun Qianling in my arms.

It's even more heart-wrenching than real!

After sitting on the ground for a long, long time, I slowly got up and walked towards the open coffin.

I found out that the coffin did not bleed, and Xun Qianling did not exist.

This bronze coffin is simply evil, using the kindness of people as a means of deception, and if I stop when I am merciful when the blood is shed, I will be deceived by it.

Luckily, I'm a hard-hearted person.