Netizens upload chapters Chapter 63 Spicy Hands are ruthless and slightly stunned: "Yes, what I promised, I will definitely do it." ▋

"Okay, I want you to promise me......"

"Is it to inherit a huge family business, or a mysterious and powerful sect, or to manage a great treasure for you?" Fu Hanqing asked with some curiosity.

Di Jue snorted, tried to open his eyes wide, and roared angrily: No, I want you to bring my monthly pass to our mother!

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"You guessed it." Fu Hanqing exclaimed, "You are really smart. ”

Hearing this kind of answer without guilt and without the slightest hint of emptiness, Di Yixian was powerless to even sigh. This idiot, when he said it to such an extent, Di Jiu was extremely angry, no matter what he did, it seemed to be excusable.

Di Jiu only smiled faintly: "Yes, you always do things that ordinary people can't do, and human accidents don't enter your heart, not because you are stupid, but because you are too strong, so strong that you don't need to care about everything in this world." ”

He smiled, his smile was calm, perfect and cold: "The eternal legend of the small building, the people who walked out of the small building, in this world, what can hurt you, and who can avoid revenge after hurting you?" ”

"Not really." Fu Hanqing shook his head and said, "All the power of Xiaolou is strictly limited, and it must not affect the world wantonly." Each of us has to face the difficulties and difficulties by ourselves, and all the consequences caused by it can only be borne by ourselves. Xiaolou will not interfere or pursue it. ”

Di Jiu looked at him indifferently: "You mean to say that even if you are killed, the people in the small building will not avenge you?" ”

Fu Hanqing calmed down, it was rare that he didn't have everything without his brain as usual. All blurted out. He looked at Di Jiu quietly.

And Di Jiu also looked at him calmly, as if he was asking a simple topic of what to eat this morning.

Di Yi was silent and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, inexplicably feeling the heaviness of his heart, such a question was too much. The line of acceptability has been crossed.

However, after being quiet for a long time, Fu Hanqing still replied softly, "Yes, for us, everyone's road can only be walked by themselves." All disasters and hardships must be dealt with by themselves, generally speaking, Xiaolou will not rescue, at least I have never seen Xiaolou rescue any members. Classmates will not go out of their way to avenge anyone. We all have our own obstacles to break and our own difficulties to overcome. So, we are not even allowed to meet deliberately unless we have to. ”

Di Yi closed his eyes and sighed, his hand was still on the sword, and after waiting for so long, the way he held the sword still did not change in the slightest, as if his arm was cast in iron.

Di Jiu was silent and listened to the answer. His eyebrows and eyes have not changed at all. It was as if his nerves and face were also cast of iron.

He just looked at Fu Hanqing, the calm, calm, and childlike Fu Hanqing. After such a long silence, after such a calm answer, his eyes were still clear and clear, free of impurities.

He was an idiot, but he never lied, and even though there were thousands of secrets, whenever someone asked, as long as it was within the permissible range, he always tried his best to answer.

Never hide, never avoid, never shirk......

However, is this good or bad?

Di Jiu walked slowly, step by step, towards Fu Hanqing.

Di Yi counted his steps in silence, and the qi in his whole body was running, and it had quietly fallen with Di Jiu's forward steps.

Only Fu Hanqing, as if he still didn't understand anything, still watched Di Jiu step by step with his clear eyes, and finally walked in front of him.

"Your obstacle is related to love, so, your epiphany, you need a lover, it doesn't matter if this lover is me or someone else, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, what your appearance is, what your temperament is, what your ability is, it doesn't matter if you do. You just need a lover, it's like you need a tool, and you're very low and never picky about tools. ”

Di Jiu lowered his head and attached himself to Fu Hanqing's ear, speaking to him in a very light, very low, and very gentle voice.

Fu Hanqing frowned, thought about it, and shook his head: "No, it's not a tool, it's not, if you love me, I will love you, and I will work hard to ......"

"You will try to be good to me, stand for me in trouble, and do it for me in trouble. Of course, this is also love, a person wants to accomplish something, and he must always love the indispensable tools for himself. Di Jiu raised his right hand and gently placed it on Fu Hanqing's neck, "You found a tool, tell yourself to love this tool, this tool can be me, it can be anyone, you will love him, isn't it." ”

Fu Hanqing was silent again.

And Di Jiu waited quietly, without a trace of impatience.

His hand has been on Fu Hanqing's neck, little by little, feeling the beating of Fu Hanqing's neck vein, bit by bit, feeling the warmth of Fu Hanqing's body, he has never let go, just like the faint smile that always hangs on his mouth.

This time the wait was too long, too long, so long that it almost made people think that it would not end.

Di Yi's hand kept holding on the hilt of the sword, and the sweat quietly wet the hilt, but the hilt burned the palm of the sword.

Di Jiu's hand has been resting on Fu Hanqing's neck, and his fingertips have always been cold for so long. Such a warm body, so hot blood, but it can't warm his cold fingers.

"Perhaps, what you said is right!" Fu Hanqing slowly lowered his head and said softly, "No matter who it is, if he agrees to be my lover, I will try to love him." ”

Di Yi finally let out a heavy sigh, this damn temperament that would never lie......

And Di Jiu just laughed, and his eyes didn't even shake at all. What a simple, honest, and completely expected answer.

His face was already handsome, and he suddenly smiled with his face, which made people feel bright. He laughed and said to Fu Hanqing gently: "How strange, you would rather be killed yourself than hurt a heinous robber, then, will you hurt me?" ”

He smiled and lowered his head, and his mouth was closed

In Qing's ears, every word he said, the air flow he brought up, would gently Fu Hanqing's eardrums, such an ambiguous posture, such a happy smile, such gentle words, but what he said was completely cold.

"If I keep pushing hard, you'll be strangled to death by me. You don't know martial arts, you can't break away from me, if you use internal force to counterattack, I will be seriously injured, and if I am unwilling to admit defeat, and I have to fight against your internal force, maybe my life will be surrendered here. So, now tell me ......"

He smiled and tightened his fingers: "What would you do?" ”

He pinched Fu Hanqing's neck with his right hand, but his left hand quietly hugged him, at first glance, this was a purely affectionate posture, Fu Hanqing's body was completely held in his chest. Because his neck was pinched, Fu Hanqing had to maintain a posture of tilting his head.

He quietly half-snuggled into Di Jiu's arms, he quietly raised his eyebrows and looked at Di Jiu, he quietly felt the pressure on his neck increase little by little, and then said softly: "I won't hurt you......"

He couldn't finish this sentence, because the ever-increasing strength had made him unable to utter words, so he could only continue to look at Di Jiu with surprisingly quiet and peaceful eyes.

Then, the power to breathe is also taken away.

There were deep finger marks on his neck, and the blood that had just stopped began to overflow again due to the force, however, he didn't feel pain, not even the pain of suffocation, he just felt cold.

Di Jiu's fingers are always cold. Cold.

Because he couldn't breathe for a long time, his eyes began to fog, his consciousness began to fog, and yet, he still tried his best to open his eyes and look at him, and he still vaguely wondered why, for so long. Di Jiu's fingers are still cold, why, his fingers can't be warm.

It's so cold!

That little by little clenched fingers, that little by little. The breath that was cut off, the life that was being tormented little by little, was a process that was so long that it was like hell.

However, for such a long time, Di Yi's hand was pressed on the sword, but he never drew the sword.

In such a long process, Di Jiu's eyes kept looking at Fu Hanqing, from beginning to end. There has never been a moment of wandering and evasion.

He just looked at him.

Always calm, always confused. Forever lazy, always innocent face.

He just looked at him.

Always pure, always clear, always quiet, always childlike eyes.

All men have sins, but he is a saint. Everyone in the world has desires, and he alone takes it off.

Hongchen is confused, the most bitter in the world, only him. Being in the red dust, but not being touched by the red dust. stirs up all things, but it seems that all things have nothing to do with him.

Di Jiu thought confusedly, hated in confusion, but he was clearly sober, so there would be deliberate tenderness in his eyes, so the smile had always been absolutely perfect, so his hands could be tightened little by little without hesitation, making the process of death so long and embarrassing.

His hand was around his neck.

The blood on his palms and the blood on his neck quietly melted together, the blood was obviously hot, but his hands were always cold.

The palm of his hand is his fragile but fresh life, and the back of his hand is the scar that he bit out not long ago.

Under his palm, you can clearly feel that every bit of blood beats, every bit of blood flows, and the warmth of life is under his palm, but it can never warm his hands and heart.

On the back of his hand, the tooth marks are shocking, it is the disease in his heart, the knot in his chest, and the real pain that he has always hidden in his sleeve and tried his best to do everything with his left hand.

The whole process of killing is silent, and both the giver and the receiver are surprisingly silent.

Di Jiu just looked at Fu Hanqing, looking at Fu Hanqing's eyes that had been staring at him.

Watching the clarity in that eye gradually fade, watching the clarity in that eye gradually disappearing, however, it was always quiet.

He said......

"I won't hurt you......"

Fu Hanqing, who never lies, Fu Hanqing, who never speaks and doesn't count, and Fu Hanqing, who never takes the initiative to hurt people.

He said......

"I won't hurt you......"

In this silent and cruel persecution, he never harmed him.

When Di Jiu let go of his five fingers and slowly retreated, Di Yi felt that after a full hundred years, he was covered in cold sweat, and he could barely stand, which was even more exhausting than fighting with a bunch of top masters.

Di Jiu stood indifferently: "I've been waiting for you to make a move, but you didn't move?" ”

Di Yi smiled: "I've been waiting for you to let go, I've really waited." ”

Di Jiu raised his eyebrows lightly: "You are also starting to be naïve like him?" ‘

Di Yi said lightly: "What you have been waiting for is to see if I can make a move, or, will he always be patient and not hurt you no matter what?" “

He stared at Di Jiu: "Have you waited for the ending you want?" “

Di Jiu turned his eyes to look at him lightly, his expression was sad and joyless: "He won't hurt me, he won't hurt you, he won't hurt anyone." His mercy is the same as his so-called love, and it makes no difference to all people. ”

While the two were talking, Fu Hanqing was holding his neck and breathing violently, and after a long time of breathing, he couldn't help but gasp urgently.

I heard Di Jiu's faint voice in my ears: "You win, everything depends on you, now wake up a few of them, let's go." ”

Fu Hanqing shouted urgently: "Wait, there's still something to do." ”

Di Yi and Di Jiu looked at him together, the lover was also decided, the person who wanted to be saved was also saved, and the robbers who were going to be taken to the government were also brought by him, and he was not allowed to move, what else could happen to this guy.

Fu Hanqing strode over, grabbed Di Jiu's right hand with one hand, raised it, and looked at Di Yi: "You haven't stopped the bleeding for his hand yet." ”

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