Chapter Seventy-Four: Heaven Crys
The ruthless son, who seems to have fallen into a hallucination because of the sound of the piano, seems to be indifferent in the face of the killing moves that come from the sky.
His eyes drifted into the distance, and his thoughts seemed to be in the distance.
to the place where he had not yet set foot in the rivers and lakes.
At this moment, he is no longer the young master of the "ruthless door" who leads the heroes.
It's just a simple teenager.
Live your life freely and carefree every day.
By your side, you will be accompanied by your most beloved girl.
Little pity
"What's wrong, do you have something on your mind?" asked Xiao Lian, her eyes wide in curiosity.
The ruthless son shook slightly.
The remaining trace of reason made him vaguely know that this was not true, but looking at the delicate and helpless little pity in front of him, the defense line in his heart couldn't help but break down.
"Is it because of Jin Shao from the next village? Do you know that he came to propose today?"
"Huh?" Ruthless didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry, I will never marry him. Xiao Pian pursed her cherry red mouth, both stubborn and resolute:
"But you promised to marry me, and you said you would do it!"
"I'll marry you. The ruthless son hugged Xiao Pian into his arms, and this time he answered categorically.
How many women have you ever sworn to?
How many times have promises been made for eternity?
Why has it never been, never so clearly, and indeed from the bottom of my heart, to say such a sentence?
All the while, waiting.
Isn't it, that's all?
The sassy Kan Zhehua turned out to be the first to hurt the ruthless son.
A lilac flower with a sharp stem, deep into the left chest of the ruthless son.
Zi knew that she was already in love with the ruthless son, so she made such a decision. She decided to let the ruthless son die in her arms, and become her own forever and ever.
"Die," the coquettish gesture whispered in the ear of the ruthless son:
"Let you always be my man alone. 」
The severe pain made the ruthless son sober up instantly.
But the sound of the piano also intensified.
The sound of the piano is no longer the sound of the piano, but the sound of singing.
Little mercy's singing.
"There's a boy next door to my house!"
Chatting and speaking, he reached out his hands from under the ground and clasped the feet of the ruthless son, who was at least relying on his subconscious to avoid the attack, and his body suddenly stopped.
"It makes my heart flutter in a chic way!"
The ancient spear with a thousand wounds penetrated into the right chest of the ruthless son.
"Whenever I see him, I can't help but blush!
The free fists, palms, fingers, and knees hit the ruthless son's vital points one by one, but the ruthless son seemed to be unconscious, and a smile appeared on his face.
He was immersed in joy.
Immersed in the beautiful singing of Little Pity.
There is like a breeze, there is a moon, there is a bamboo, there is a snow.
In the midst of the song, wounds appeared on the ruthless son's body one after another, and blood gushed out.
"Whenever I see him, I can't help but blush!
"Ah, the boy next door!"
"Ah, come and talk to me."
"Ah, the boy next door!"
"Do you know that I miss you day and night?"
"Do you know that I miss you day and night?"
The picture of splashing blood, the sound of shouting, the sound of making a move.
Completely, replaced by singing.
Soft, soulful singing.
and brutal, unbearable gambling pictures.
Because it doesn't fit, it seems so abrupt.
But there is a kind of heartbreaking sadness
The singing faded into fading, faded into obscurity, and then stopped abruptly.
Because the ruthless son affectionately kissed the little pity's red, soft lips.
This kiss, although it is only an illusory illusion, is completely different from the previous kiss, as if it took the emotion of the ruthless son's life to achieve.
He exists because of this kiss.
Blood continued to splatter.
But he was still smiling, because Xiao Pian was by his side, and everything else was no longer important.
At this time, the sound of the piano changed again.
The ruthless son suddenly found that the voices were boiling, so it was not lively.
The surroundings were bright red and beaming, and it was actually at a wedding feast.
He was feeling strange, but suddenly he saw a man.
In the sea of thousands of people, in the hustle and bustle.
He saw the man at a glance.
It's as if there is only that person in heaven and earth.
It's as if he had eyes, just for this glimpse.
Little mercy!!
Despite her red scarf, he recognized her at a glance.
Xiao Lian, who was originally in his arms, suddenly became the bride at someone else's wedding banquet, and the ruthless son went crazy, but found that he couldn't take a step forward.
For some reason, he couldn't move a single step at all.
Can't say a word to the person he loves the most.
Irretrievable.
The groom unveils the bride's red scarf.
The bride glanced at the ruthless son if she wanted to, if she didn't want to.
The look.
There is a point of surprise, a point of helplessness, and a point of resentment.
and the unforgettable infatuation of seven points of life and death......
"Little mercy !!" the ruthless boy roared out, his voice so sad that it was like a lonely kite crying blood.
A drop of water suddenly fell on the face of "".
She thought she was crying, because even though she was seriously injured, she still clung to her ruthless son and cried that he was going to die.
But it wasn't her tears.
She thought that the ruthless son was crying, because when the ruthless son shouted the name "little pity", even she herself could feel the incomparably sad pain.
But it wasn't the tears of a ruthless son.
One drop.
Two drops, three drops.
Thousands, thousands of drops.
Freedom's face changed.
"Heaven Crying !!"
The sky is also sad, sad and sad, sad and sad, sad and infatuated in the world.
Joys and sorrows.
Sadness.