The good girl didn't want to die yet, and looked at the monk with pleading eyes: Why.

This monk is naturally Jueyuan.

Jueyuan suddenly let go of his hand, and then looked at Liu Liangnu.

"I'm not just a monk, I'm a god."

The good girl had just been freed, hugging her neck and coughing vigorously.

At this time, Jueyuan said again: "Don't be happy too early, let me ask you, have you ever dreamed of the man in your previous life?" ”

Liu Liangnu looked at Jueyuan stupidly.

Jueyuan's eyes were full of hatred, and his weather-beaten face made him look like he had come from hell.

Liu Liangnu endured the pain and finally asked; "Who are you?"

"How do you, you know."

Her voice was rough and hoarse, as if it had been sandpapered.

Originally, the bird sang like a lovely person, but his voice became like this.

It may be that this point is so excited that Jueyuan is excited.

Jueyuan laughed and said, "Who am I? You don't know who I am? I am God, your God, and you should do whatever I tell you to do. ”

After speaking, he began to grab Liu Liangnu's shoulders again.

Liu Liangnu was about to struggle, and Han Che was very anxious watching from the sidelines.

Jueyuan couldn't make Liu Liangnu move.

He said; "Can you run out of the palm of my hand?"

"You can't even run away from Zhang Zhang's palm."

Liu Liangnu paused and said, "Who is Zhang Xuan?" ”

Liu Liangnu had met Zhang Xuan, and she was the one who told her that she would be her mother in the future.

But they are Qinglou, ushered in and sent, the man is with Erniang, wearing a robe, like a gentleman.

So Liu Liangnu thought that Erniang invited her to tell her fortune.

I don't know Zhang Xuan at all.

Of course, Jueyuan wouldn't explain so much to her.

He only said: "Let me ask you, do you know who your man should be?" ”

Liu Liangnu's gaze was still very ignorant.

Jueyuan roared: "It's that Lord Yang, it's tonight, the Uncle Yang in front of you, that's your man." ”

"Because I used more than half of my mana to remind you of the memories of your previous life, you know it, but you don't listen to me, and you want to talk to this layman who shouldn't have a story at all?"

After speaking, his idle left hand pointed at Han Che.

Liu Liangnu said in a panic; "Don't hurt him."

Han Che still couldn't say the whole thing, and his throat gurgled in his throat.

Jueyuan's hateful gaze retracted and looked at Liu Liangnu; "Of course I won't hurt him, I'm God, I'm the Creator, and of course I'm not going to pay attention to people who don't have stories, who don't work."

"It's you, you have your own destiny, you have your responsibility, I let you choose, you should take the path you should take, you should choose according to my will, who told you to find this useless person?"

Liu Liangnu had tears in her eyes, and fell silently: "Master, I don't know what fate is, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"All I know is that this man is the one I like, and he will like me too."

"We're going to start a new life together soon."

"Master, the name of the good girl is not my real name, it is my flower name, but I took it myself."

"When I was five years old, Erniang was going to change my name, I said it myself, I want to be called a good girl."

"I was sold at the age of five, my biggest wish in my life is to find a good person to be good, I just want to be a woman like others, no discrimination, no force, no mess."

"I have achieved it, this man does not dislike me, I want to live with him, I beg you, I am already good."

"Leave me alone."

Han Che on the side had already burst into tears with anger.

"Good—female!"

He seemed to be coming from the abdomen, and the sound was hard.

Liu Liangnu turned around and lost her voice in pain: "Han Che, Han Lang, I want to live a good life with you." ”

"Good—female!"

Jueyuan's sparse eyebrows were raised, and then he looked at Liu Liangnu: "He can speak, then we don't have much time." ”

"The old man will give you another chance, will you follow the life arranged by the old man for you, or will you choose an inconspicuous person in the story?"

What he meant was actually very clear, and it was clear from the beginning.

He just wanted to ask her whether to go to the emperor or choose Han Che.

Although he seems to be crazy and up, but in his own consciousness, he is not crazy, he keeps saying one thing.

The large, thin, gruff hand encroached on his throat again.

Liu Liangnu felt that as long as she shook her head, she would be strangled to death.

So, compared with life, is life more important or choice more important?

At this moment, Liu Liangnu heard Han Che's painful and hoarse voice again: "Choose him, good girl, don't choose me." ”

Who to choose, Han Che may not be clear.

But he said that he didn't let her choose him, because he wanted to leave her life.

Two strings of tears slowly emerged from the corners of the eyes, constantly downward, with a temperature close to the skin.

When the tears fell to the corners of her mouth, the good woman tasted it, and it was salty.

Salty!

It's not bitter.

Her consciousness was slowly awakened by this salty taste.

If people live and can't even make decisions about their own lives, then what's the point of living?

Her name is Good Girl.

Good girl!

She wants to be an ordinary woman, find a lover, and be someone's wife.

And not someone else's concubine.

So, she never made a wrong choice.

She wants to be a good girl!

Han Che doesn't dislike him, and she will never fail him, even if it involves life and death.

Liu Liangnu suddenly screamed, and then grabbed Jueyuan's arm tightly with both hands.

Jueyuan sensed her purpose, and his eyes widened, as if he was about to come out: "Looking for death." ”

Then he exerted force on his hand, and he heard a click, and Liu Liangnu's head seemed to be cut off, but the skin was closed and drooped on the body.

The kind that blows and shakes when the wind blows, is more like a scarecrow in the field, but without a head.

Han Che's emotions were like a flood bursting the embankment, bursting out in an instant.

Good girl!

O good girl!

Why, why.

For the first and only time in his life, he had never made a choice for himself.

For the sake of a good girl, and for himself, he finally wants to be a person who can make up his own mind.

Why is there such a result.

Han Che pointed at Jueyuan: "You, you ......"

Jueyuan was dumping the good girl, but the good girl hugged his arm the moment she died, and she couldn't shake it off.

was upset, hearing Han Che's words, he sneered: "I won't kill you, you are not the person in the story, I don't care about your life." ”

Han Che shouted while crying: "Come on, come on, come ......"

But his voice was not good, and he didn't have a high voice at all.

Jueyuan pulled out a dagger, cut off the good girl's arm, and then looked at Han Chedao; "Someone?"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of people, people should be afraid of me."

"If I do get caught, then you will regret it."

Han Che looked at him like a madman, just in time to hear the sound of noisy footsteps coming from far and near.

Han Che shouted at the entrance of the alley: "Come on, come ...... person"

"There, the monk."

"Don't move, don't move, don't move......"