"You know? I've been abstaining from human flesh for a long time. The porter seemed to be recalling some long story, and seemed to be a little emotional, a little sad, and even a little bitter and angry.

"I know. It was calm and bland, but the answer was unexpected.

"You know what. ”

The porter's expression became cold, and his originally slumped body seemed to be a little straighter, because of anger, a cold light flashed in his eyes, naturally it was killing intent, and he was willing to wait for this moment to hear what the young man in front of him was going to say, or what he knew.

"You're scared. ”

"Boy, I think I should say it again if you know something, I am the fifth demon general of the demon race! The peak of the Yangshi realm! A strong man who is about to break the mirror and step into the realm of breaking the void! What am I afraid of! Even if a strong person from the realm of knowing my fate comes, I am not afraid! It's a big deal to die!"

"You're talking too much, or like six years ago, what are you afraid of? ”

"Nonsense. The porter snorted coldly, and his slightly straightened body bowed down again, "It seems that we have nothing to talk about." ”

"Why not, because you're afraid?" Su Qi looked at the porter coldly, and the sneer in his eyes was even stronger.

"Nonsense. The porter's voice became colder and more urgent, like sleet in winter, chilling, "I will let you die last, watch them die!"

The porter was upset, but he also firmed up what he thought, he was a little mocking, laughing at himself, laughing at himself for being emotionally unstable by a teenager.

Delay time, this is naturally what he thinks Su Qi wants to do, very good, you did delay for a while, so I will also give you some mercy, let you see your friends die one by one, and finally kill you!

This is undoubtedly cruel, so the porter likes it very much, he likes to see the bravery and wit of the young man in front of him, and at the same time he very much expects that his madness to despair until death is the most moist, soft, very wonderful, and the taste of the soul will make people obsessed.

He moved, his rickety waist took a step forward, although he carried a burden on his shoulders and hung two large vats, his speed was not slow at all, like a galloping cheetah, and in an instant he was hundreds of meters away.

He was excited, excited, like a vulture soaring over the wasteland looking for its prey, and the cold, cruel and vivid display in those eyes.

But in an instant, all the hunter atmosphere, all the calmness, all the ferocity he created was like blue and white porcelain, and pieces of porcelain with blue and white fell and fell into his heart, causing bursts of pain that pierced his heart.

His heart was not calm, as if a terrible ghost cry was ringing in his ears.

His heart hurt so much, it was like a needle had pierced his heart, and it hurt so much.

It was only because there was a very cold voice in his ears, and there was a word that could make his heart collapse instantly.

"I killed the Tea Lady. ”

"Just you?"

The porter's body was straight, so straight, just like the old bamboo in the bamboo forest under Tianxing Mountain, and the straightness was also the intense anger in his heart!

"Well, it's up to me. Su Qi grinned and said, "The story of the tea girl is a little poignant and touching, she made me understand that loving someone can give your life for it." ”

"No matter who you are!" The porter is worthy of being the porter, worthy of the fifth demon general, in just a few seconds, he has already recovered his irritable heart, making everything cold and cold again, "I will kill you, there is no corpse of the dead!"

The porter deliberately emphasized the word "dead", because he was angry, angry! He had to kill him! He could not even eat him, but he had to break him into pieces, because he had touched his greatest pain, because he had touched his favorite!

"Looks like you want to hear what the tea girl said before she died. ”

The porter was silent.

"Looks like you won't be able to catch up with them. ”

Seeing the golden light flying in the distance, Su Qi finally let go of what he was thinking in his heart, looked at the porter, shook his head slightly, and looked with memories in his expression, but his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the porter, because he looked down on the man in front of him.

"The tea lady told me a story about a porter in the Magic Mountain and a simple and kind tea girl on the mountainside. ”

The porter's hands trembled a little, and he straightened his waist slightly, but he was straightened up again by a shout.

It's because of a word, a shout.

"She said she wanted you to straighten up. ”

This sentence has other meanings, and Su Qi can probably understand this meaning, of course, the clearest thing is the porter, because this sentence is expressed as a new life, a new life.

It's a very plain kind, ploughing at sunrise and returning at sunset, the kind of life where she cooks homely meals for herself.

His acquaintance with her seems to be inevitable, and it is arranged by God, because he is the porter at the foot of the Magic Mountain, and she is the tea seller on the mountainside of the Magic Mountain.

Every day, he would pass by the mountainside, pass by the tea shop, and although he was not tired, he would still go to rest, sit down, and drink a bowl of herbal tea, because there was her.

Her smile is so sweet and so warm, like a bowl of hot rice porridge, warming the stomach and heart.

I don't know how many years have passed, probably because he never counts the time when there is her on the magic mountain, so I don't know which day he mustered up the courage to confess to her, and he was very worried.

She was still so warm and gentle, but she was so happy to smile that day, so naturally they were together.

The tea girl is a fragrant camellia, looking so beautiful and smelling so fragrant, the porter never thought that she would promise herself, so the feeling is really incomprehensible and intangible.

The porter felt that he was so beautiful, and the gentle tea girl was with him, and he deserved to let her live a better life, so he joined the army, practiced, and eventually became the fifth demon general of the demon race.

No matter how far the porter went, the tea girl always followed him, and she never lagged behind, so she became the sixth demon general of the demon clan.

The road was bumpy, but they supported each other and moved forward all the way, and he felt happy.

He thought human flesh was delicious, but she never ate it when she cooked for him because she didn't like it, but he thought it was a small thing and never cared about it.

Until one day the tea girl said that she wanted to go back to the magic mountain, so she wanted to guard her tea shop, and she wanted to go back to the days when she waited for him to go from the bottom of the mountain to the tea shop.

He promised her to go back when the next task was completed, but he missed the appointment, one task after another

The tea girl never said anything, but her smile became less and less, and her expression became more and more haggard.

In front of fame, power, and everything a man wants, the porter ignores a lot of things, and what he regrets the most is that he neglected her heart.

It wasn't until that day that the tea girl burned his life and sent him away that he understood that he could give up everything as long as she was there

But it was too late, he didn't even find the body of the tea girl, and from then on, the porter's name became louder and louder on the battlefield, because the porter killed so many people that he himself forgot how many people he killed

Is it because of anger? No, only the porter understands that it's because of fear, because it's because of avoidance.

Afraid of the fact that the tea lady is gone

Escape the fact that the tea lady is gone

He admits his cowardice, but he also admits his death, some people die but live, some people live but die, the tea girl lives in his heart, and his heart dies with the death of the tea girl.

This sentence is a bit contradictory, but it is not contradictory, it all depends on how the human heart understands, at least, at least he understands it this way, what about dying? Then he will die, as long as he follows her, it is good, after all, there is the fragrance of camellia, after all, his bloody soul can only be washed away by the fragrance of tea.

It's like smelling the matcha fragrance, it's really fragrant, the incense is heartbreaking, fragrant

I don't know how to describe it, so I won't describe it anymore, then, incense is incense, so fragrant