Chapter Ninety-Seven: Approaching

Lu Rong saw that the situation was not right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is obviously someone much stronger than himself who is manipulating the development of things, and he himself, no matter how much he resists, will never be able to get rid of the other party's design.

At this point, if you stay for a second longer, your situation will be more embarrassing and dangerous.

In the face of the woman's accusations, Qi's questioning, He Huan's oppression, and everyone's accusations, he was so bold that he didn't dare to argue, and he wanted to run away.

Here, they can accuse, no one dares to stop him, and the only one who dares to stop him is still a cripple.

Lu Rong thought so, and shouted angrily, "Today I am planted in the trap of your Wuyuan Town, and I will correct my name another day!"

After finishing speaking, he left, and before he had taken two steps, he heard a sound of 'Zheng', and a little blood gradually came out of Lu Rong's neck, and he fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

Everyone in the ring, including Qi'er, was taken aback.

Someone with quick eyes and hands ran over to probe his nose and exclaimed, "Master Lu, ?!! dead."

"Dead?"

The scene was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered the legend, the legend of the cultivation technique of Taiye Island, killing people with sound.

The knowledgeable person shouted, "It seems that the people of Taiye Island have made a move!"

It's too crisp and neat, and it's defenseless.

There was no response, and the sound of the piano only rang and then disappeared, and the onlookers couldn't help but start talking again.

And Ding Nian'er, who was sparsely populated, couldn't help but feel a little helpless when she saw such a development, a good drama ended like this, it was really in vain.

The person who can do such a crisp and neat thing must be the red-clothed demon who wants to kill him as soon as they meet.

It's just that I didn't expect him to meddle in these things that don't do anything about himself.

Thinking so, the red-clothed demon stepped out of the shadows. The girl beside Ding Nian'er was stunned when she saw the demon in red.

Ding Nian'er looked at the red-clothed demon with some surprise.

Bu Shu was not by his side, and this red-clothed demon was not like someone who would take the initiative to approach him, why did he come?

Ding Nian'er looked at him inquiringly.

The red-clothed demon stood still a few steps away, looked at Ding Nian'er and said, "I'm your luthier!"

The demon in red actually took the initiative to say that he was his luthier?

Ding Nian'er was a little puzzled, she asked, "I want to know why?"

The red-clothed demon looked at the ring not far away, and finally said, "That Qizi is well protected by you!"

Ding Nian'er's heart moved, and she probably understood. Didn't this insecure red-clothed demon find a sense of trust in himself?

Ding Nian'er said, "It's not that I protect him, it's that he also helps me a lot!" After a pause, she added, "His legs are crippled because of me." I swore that I would cure him. Until then, I'm not going to let him get any more harm. ”

The red-clothed demon was silent, and let out a faint "um", "I'm sure you'll do it!"

After that, there is no afterword. I didn't know what I was thinking, I just quietly looked at Qi's side.

Ding Nian'er thought that he would not say anything more, so he continued to watch the development in the ring, but listened to the demon in red, and asked as if sighing, "If I am hurt, will you also protect me?"

Ding Nian'er looked over, but the red-clothed demon didn't look at herself, but still looked at the crowd not far away.

His face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The butterfly-like thick eyelashes are orange in the light of the fire, like the water surface blown by the breeze, and there is a slight tremble.

Such a big person, obviously with extraordinary strength, is looking forward to the protection of another person.

The whole person is as fragile as a child who has just been abandoned.

How deep is this insecurity?

In the past, what kind of psychological trauma should he have undergone to make him his current character?

Ding Nian'er can see this insecurity, but she can't understand it.

Ding Nian'er, who grew up in the palm of her parents' hands, was not even afraid of inevitable death. She couldn't understand where the uneasiness of the red-clothed demon came from, except for death.

Ding Nian'er observed and wondered for a while, then said with a smile, "Everything that belongs to me, I will do my best to protect it! You are my violinist, whoever dares to hurt you depends on whether I agree or not, right! Don't worry, in the future, all the little hairs who dare to scare you, I will definitely help you solve it cleanly." ”

The red-clothed demon turned his face to look at Ding Nian'er, "What you said is true?"

Ding Nian'er smiled and nodded, and sighed in her heart, wasn't the caterpillar thing originally a condition for him to become his own piano master?

Seeing Ding Nian'er nodded, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a clean smile, and he couldn't really see it by the firelight on his back, but it was still dazzling.

Ding Nian'er smiled back, and said in her heart, such a sincere and fragile guy, like glass, he really has to be careful.

Any thoughtless word, or something that makes him uneasy, will make him think more.

If it weren't for the fact that he was like the little guy he was looking for, Ding Nian'er would never provoke him. But since he is already his own pianist, he is his own person, he seeks a sense of security, and Ding Nianer will work hard to do it.

Ding Nian'er planned to do so, and then said, "Killing people casually is not a good habit. That Lu Rong could have ended up even more embarrassed!"

The red-clothed demon was puzzled, "Didn't you want him to die in the end?

Ding Nian'er shook her head helplessly, and explained very patiently, "That person has wronged Qizi and caused trauma to Qizi for more than ten years. Since he wants to pretend to be benevolent, he has to put his true face in front of the world little by little, and be spurned by thousands of people, and then kill him little by little, then it will be called revenge!"

Just as she did to the Four Princes, she could indeed kill the Four Princes directly, but she didn't, she just wanted to let the Four Princes live, live to see that her ambitions could not be realized, and to live to feel her own despair and powerlessness, so that he regretted the beginning.

The red-clothed demon understood, but he still couldn't understand, "I think it's boring, damn it, just let him die immediately!"

is still so direct, Ding Nian'er does not instill his own thoughts in him. She said, "But, Qi'er, he will hope that Lu Rong will be punished for his sins and bear his sins!"

Instead, he was killed by someone who suddenly appeared.

The red-clothed demon nodded, "So, I understand!"

And then there was no other word.

Ding Nian'er looked back on the stage again. The girl on the side shrank to Ding Nian'er's side at this time, "Miss, I think you're right, if it's a bad person, you just can't let him die too easily!" (To be continued.) )