"How much do you know?" Fang Qingchen slowly let go of his hand, but the meaning of killing frost and cold under the moonlit night became more and more intense.

Qin Xufei slowly leaned his back against the big tree, drank two or three more sips of wine, and then said slowly: "I know that in the past seven hundred years, there have been four square light dusts. And these four Fang Qingchen are actually the same person. The same proud, stubborn, and refusing to even change his name Fang Qingchen. No matter how different the identity is, what a different life, but the same willful Fang Qingchen in his bones, I know ......"

He thought that he was really drunk, so he would say the last thing he should have said, and he would reveal the secret that should have been buried in his heart forever. But it turned out that he didn't know that even if people were drunk, their hearts could still feel pain.

I know that for 700 years, there are four Fang Qingchen, but they are actually the same person. The same person who has traveled hard, sought hard, but has been disappointed again and again, abandoned again and again, and then angrily avenged again and again.

I know that he is wanton and vicious, crazy and extreme, and I know that he is not a good person, and he may not even be a human person at all.

I know that he may be pitiful and hateful, but I neither hate him nor pity him, I just ...... It's just that...... Saddened......

Seven hundred years have passed, again and again, before all those despair, grief, betrayal, and abandonment, did you ever have love? Have you ever been wholeheartedly, have you ever been regardless of gains and losses, and have you given everything you have? However, in the blink of an eye, when he stretched out his hand, his palm was still empty, and he still couldn't hold anything.

Knowing that Fang Qingchen didn't mind the hatred of the world. Fang Qingchen didn't need anyone's pity, but he was still uncontrollably sad, sad for the existence of one, maybe not a human, but a demon or a demon.

"What else do you know?" Fang Qingchen asked calmly. The tone was so cold that there was not a trace of waves.

However, Qin Xufei really knew that there had never been a moment when Fang Qingchen's killing machine was so urgent and so calm. So irrepressible.

This time, it's not a joke, it's not a mood, and there's no need to have any scruples. Whether he is a human or a demon, such a terrible secret is known. Killing people is a matter of course.

Perhaps, it was the wine that made him relax and paralyzed, so Qin Xufei was not panicked, anxious, or the slightest uneasiness, he just laughed in a low voice: "Isn't this enough?" Do I need to know more? ”

"Don't look any further, the truth is not something you can know. It can be understood. "Mortals want to peep into the heavens, but the heavens will not tolerate it. Qin Xufei has stepped on the line of life and death. Half a step later, the sky thundered to the top, and there was no corpse.

Fang Qingchen didn't feel that he cared about his life and death, nor did he feel that he cared about the old things back then. How much did this man guess? He could still clearly feel Nasen's cold killing. It's in my heart, it's in my chest. In every bit of his blood, every breath, he still wanted to kill him.

However, such a cold warning, he still said it naturally.

"Why should I go any further? Who are you, or why are you not human, where are you from, and what are you coming into the world for? That's never what I cared about. ”

Qin Xufei looked at Fang Qingchen, the bright moon was above, and the flowing water was beside him, he didn't know whether he was drunk or awake, he didn't know if it was illusion or reality: "I want to know the ground, it's just, my friend...... What he went through. He gave everything, he tried to gain something, he hurt something, he lost something. All I want to know is what he wants in his heart, what he wants, what he wants? What do all the other idle things have to do with me? ”

Fang Qingchen sneered, a little sneering, a little disdainful.

He was condescending, looked at him coldly sitting on the tree, and asked coldly: "What have I experienced, what do I want, how can you understand." I really understand, what does my affairs have to do with you? Who can you count? ”

Qin Xufei smiled bitterly, held the tree with one hand, and stood up a little shaky.

The man dressed in white with a pale face, just a few steps away from him, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch and grasp, but the man pulled it away with a very impatient palm. He was drunk and confused, his mind was confused, his feet were unstable after all, he shook a few times, almost fell, hurriedly abandoned the wine jar, supported the tree, and could barely stand firmly, and asked softly: "Qingchen, you don't let me check, but I'm afraid that something will happen to me." ”

"Yes." Fang Qingchen replied frankly and without evasion: "If you want to die, you should do it by me." ”

Qin Xufei chuckled lowly: "Qingchen, this time, you are serious. ”

"If you reveal the secrets of others like this, do you think I have any reason not to kill you?" Fang Qingchen finally began to feel more. The blank and cold in my heart at the beginning slowly became vivid and lively. With anger and anger.

"How could you be so stupid! Such a secret, even if you know, you should pretend not to know. Why do you have to say it so unscrupulously in front of me? ”

Why, to dig out the wounds of the past, why, inexplicably, to have me to face such a choice, such a situation? Why, are you so curious about my affairs, so many things? Why?

However, Qin Xufei just laughed miserably: "Qingchen, I just hate, I just hate, I said it late, if yes, if it is ......" He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, looking at Fang Qingchen's eyes, anger finally floated.

Fang Qingchen frowned inexplicably, the person who was exposed was him, not him, when, it was this person's turn to be angry.

"If yes, if I had enough courage at the beginning, if I could let go of all scruples, I could have ignored who you and I was, I could say these words out loud to you, I could tell you, I could tell you ......"

Qin Xufei suddenly felt tired and desolate, and almost wanted to bow his head and lift another jar of wine, and then drank it all.

If, at the beginning, I could have made it clear to you at all costs, to tell you that I knew what it was like to be betrayed by someone close to me, to tell you that you don't need to bear the pain of the fourth life alone. If I can tell you that I know everything, but I don't pity you, I don't hate you, I don't despise you, I just hope that if you are disappointed and hurt again in the future, you will not be foolish enough to continue to choose the absolute method of self-harm to take revenge......

If I could have said to you at the time, wouldn't you, maybe you wouldn't have suffered this sword wound? Isn't it, maybe you won't poison yourself, maybe you won't destroy your own body so wantonly?

If I had been able to explain to you at the time, even if to you, maybe I wasn't much of an important person, even if, to you, my angry advice and heartache might have been insignificant......

But as long as I can have a little influence on you, isn't it, after I leave, those things that hurt you the most may not come to this point?

However, I didn't say anything and did nothing.

I'm polite to keep my distance from you, and I'm sensible, pretending I don't know anything.

I know all the situation, all the seriousness, but I still forget you. Like them...... In the end, I still don't choose you.

Qingchen, I know how crazy it is to say all this without recklessness, however, I just hate that I didn't tell you one step earlier.

However, with such a chaotic mind and such a drunken body, he couldn't tell and didn't want to say it.

He just strode directly towards Fang Qingchen again.

This time, Fang Qingchen didn't avoid it again, he raised his hand, and with a palm, it seemed to be lightly and heavily slapped directly at Qin Xufei's heart, and almost at the moment of patting, Qin Xufei's palm was also attached to Fang Qingchen's chest.

It's not that he can't avoid it, he is just controlled by an inexplicable anger and pain, and he deliberately doesn't want to avoid it.

However, that palm was light and fluttering, without a trace of strength, and it was condensed on his chest like this, and through his clothes, the heat of the palm almost burned through his chest.

Fang Qingchen's palm power condensed, but a part of his true qi had already penetrated directly into Qin Xufei's heart.

Qin Xufei snorted, a trace of blood spilled from his lips, but his eyes were strangely gentle, but he also looked at him strangely painfully. His palm was still pressed against his chest: "You are always like this, when you hurt others, you can't help but hurt yourself?" When you hurt someone you care about, you always have to destroy yourself first? ”

With that palm just now, if he hit it with condensation, the first person to be injured must be Fang Qingchen. However, his fluttering palm was on Fang Qingchen's chest, and Fang Qingchen's face was more ugly than being seriously injured.

At the place where the palm of the hand was pressed, there was a sword, worn from the front of the chest to the back, and until now, he still suffers from the old wounds.

In the place where the palm of the hand was pressed, there had been a man, smiling, with the most blunt silver knife, trying to slice open his chest little by little, and cut out his heart.

Now, the man's hand was unwillingly pressed on the wound, and the pain in his eyes made people reluctant to look at it directly.

Suddenly, he understood all the words that Qin Xufei had not said.

I just hate, just hate, I said it late!