(Cat flutter Chinese) "X. Eleven. Twelve......"

“……”

Siming gritted his teeth and endured. The rod is down on the back. The skin is open and the flesh is blooming.

"Ninety-five. Ninety-six. Ninety-Seven ......"

The girl's voice sounded exceptionally calm in the monotonous and repetitive sound of the board. Listen carefully with a little trembling.

"One hundred." The last one counted. Jing Che looked directly into Xiao Yan's eyes. There was anger suppressed in his calm tone: "General Xiao. Are you satisfied?"

Xiao Yan sneered disdainfully: "Heh. Girl. It's still so backbone."

Jing Che turned a deaf ear. I don't even care about the priest who has just finished the execution. He walked out.

Siming pale and breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly walked down the execution platform.

"Master Siming. You have to remember this punishment. Rules are dead. But man has to live. The emperor values you. Let go of the entire Shura field to you. Just because you can do things with that little bit of power."

Even though it's a bit empty. The voice is still calm. He arched his hand to Xiao Yan and said, "Your Majesty sends General Xiao off."

Seeing people gone. Only then did he staggered back with the case. Cough up a mouthful of blood. He limped back to his room. Jing Che was sitting inside.

He wasn't surprised. Rather, it's to be expected.

Don't wait for Siming to speak. Jing Che stood up and greeted him: "I'm here to apologize."

"No need." Siming walked straight into the house with his waist on his back. Open the drawer and look for something.

"With me." Jing Che raised the medicine bottle in his hand. I'm really here to apologize. If it weren't for me...... That's not much more. You know what I mean. I was angry when I left just now, why didn't you let me do it. I'd rather die with him. Thinking about it, you must have a hard time as an official...... I'll give you the medicine. You can't do it yourself."

Siming listened quietly to what she had said.

In memory. This is the first time Jing Che has opened his mouth to say so many words. Like a chattering little girl. Indefatigably instilling her words in others.

He walked over without saying a word. Stand in front of Jing Che. He was a head taller than Jing Che. Look at her condescendingly.

Jing Che subconsciously took a step back. I saw that Siming suddenly took off his clothes. The hardcover chest is exposed.

"What are you doing?" Jing Che swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Aren't you going to give me medicine?" Siming asked rhetorically. Wu turned around and lay down on the couch.

Jing Che walked over a little weakly. The face is tense. Pull the plug calmly. Apply a little ointment to Siming's back.

He had a rod wound on his back. There are also many large and small scars. Shocking.

Both men were silent. Jing Che's technique of smearing medicine is extremely unclever. But they didn't ask him if it hurt.

Siming gritted his teeth. There was no sound at all. After a long time, I suddenly smelled: "Are you in pain now. It could have been out. But because of a word, hope is dashed."

"Pain." Jing Che paused. But he didn't hide his emotions. Siming's questions are always bloody. And Jing Che likes this one-knife straight approach. She's always been such a person who isn't good at disguise.

"So at that time you wanted to kill Xiao Ash. But you know you can't. A killer must keep a clear head. But your feelings are always one step ahead of your reason. It's good to say, it's called a temperamental person. You're stupid."

Jing Che smiled noncommittally: "Then why are you holding up with Xiao Ember so much."

"The official level crushes people to death." There was a bit of sarcasm in Siming's words.

"You are in charge of the entire Shura Field and the Hidden Word Army. Isn't it good to reverse Xiao Ash?"

Siming struggled to turn his face sideways and look at Jing Che. Suddenly, he laughed dumbly: "Eighteen. I see you really trust me."

"I.." Jing Che opened his mouth. But there was no rebuttal. In the end, I honestly admit it." Something like this."

"Why. I was tormenting you at first."

"But you taught me how to live in this place. I should thank you. Put me back in the furnace and mold me into the way I am now."

"But you shouldn't trust me."

"It's my own business. Whatever?" The strength in Jing Che's hand was uneven. Deliberately pressed heavier. I obviously noticed that Siming's body trembled. But he still didn't hum.

"I was very satisfied with you before. But now I find out. You'll never be a good killer." It's been a long time. Siming's voice was still cold. He asked. Eighteen. Are you going to stay here?"

"Don't go." Jing Che also reverted to his usual meaning of conciseness.

"Kill people here for the rest of your life. You'll regret it." There was some compassion in his tone.

"I won't."

Jing Che went back to see Hua Ruyan. She also had just returned from a day of free life. But strangely nothing sounded. Sitting there worried. I saw Jing Che coming. Just look up at her.

"What's wrong?" Jing Che noticed that there was something strange in the atmosphere and asked.

"Little Eighteen. I'm going out today. Saw pear blossoms blooming in the city. Found. It's not as beautiful as it seems."

Jing Che frowned. I always feel that she has something in her words.

"Little Eighteen. Actually, even if you can't go out. Nothing either. It's good here."

Jing Che stared at her. His eyes were panicked: "You know."

Hua Ruyan nodded.

"You don't have to stay with me." Jing Che turned his back. I want to be busy with something to hide my emotions. found that only she and Hua Ruyan were in a humble place. The only thing that needs to be sorted out is the emotions of the two of them.

"Little Eighteen. In fact, going out is also murder. Inside is also murderous. I don't care about that bit of freedom."

"It's different." Jing Che interrupted her irritably. Otherwise why endure so much to see this year. You said it. People don't need to be so noble in troubled times. You don't have to stay for me."

"Little Eighteen. I've already decided."

Her "Little Eighteen" made Jing Che think of the master's long and shallow smile "Ah Che". Something she treasures.

Jing Che was stunned at that time.

Two teenage girls of the same age. In this sinful place full of blood. Holding each other's hands tightly. Share the last warmth of life.

***

This shake. Another three years have passed.

There have been four batches of people coming and going in the Shura Field. Some people go crazy. Some people died. Some people have finally come out and become a member of the Hidden Word Army. See the light of day again. And only Jing Che and Hua Ruyan day after day. Stay in the Shura field year after year.

The days are not alarming. However, the premise of this unscathing is numbness. When killing and blood become the same habits as eating and sleeping. Then everything will settle down.

The only thing that made Jing Che feel inexplicably flustered when he thought about it was. These three years. Xiao Ember never bothered her again. He seemed very confident. One day she will submit to him obediently. But Jing Che couldn't guess what time bomb he was holding. She is only firm in her heart over and over again. I will definitely not compromise with Xiao Yan.

Looking at the yellow calendar, I realized that it was about to reach the end of the year again. For newcomers, the more nervous it gets. Because this is the final elimination. Decide to die here. Or can you become a hidden word army and see the light of day again. However, for Jing Che. Year after year. There is almost no suspense.

In the dark and cramped aisles of the Shura Field. Jing Che was carrying a pot of water to go back to the room. And Si Ming stopped her behind her: "Eighteen."

She turned to look at him.

"Xiao Ember is here." Jing Che subconsciously stopped his back when he heard this. Siming then spoke to dispel her nervousness: "Gone again."

Then he walked up to her without hurrying. Hand her a baggage: "Xiao Shen said. I wish you a Happy New Year."

You don't have to think about it to know. The arrogant and contemptuous tone in which Xiao Ember spoke. She took the burden and turned to leave: "Got it."

After going back, open the baggage and look at it. Inside was a mass of soft clothing. Clothes of an ordinary girl. There are a few hairpin headdresses inside. She sneered. Could it be that this year he took the warm route.

Throw the baggage aside. However, the gaze still involuntarily looked a few more times.

It's not a temptation. But in mind. Let's return what we longed for.

Sit for a while and get up again. Jing Che went to the driving range to look for flowers. She was practicing her sword in front of a human target. Jing Che casually picked up a sword. Climb the rock wall and sweep up.

"Drink." A quick knife slashed down. The people below can't resist it. Stumbled a bit. The sword fell to the ground.

"Little Eighteen. I can't beat you lately." Hua Ruyan threw away the sword. Laughing and rubbing the wrist that was numb.

Jing Che smiled indifferently. However, his gaze went beyond Hua Ruyan and looked at the door.

Simin didn't know when he was standing at the door. I saw two people stop the competition before they came over.

"XVIII. Come with me."

"Why didn't you finish it just now?" Jing Che walked over impatiently.

"I'll let you know. In three days, it's elimination day. You and Hua Ruyan have to participate."

It seems that he deliberately pressed the "all" in the words.Jing Che always felt that Siming seemed to want to express something. But his mind was always deep. She didn't bother to guess either. Perfunctory: "I have long known that you are selfless and refuse to release water. Doesn't it happen every year? Why repeat it again this year."

Behind the Si Ming's negative hand. After a pause, he said, "I'm just here to ask you once. Are you sure you want to stay here. As long as you ......"

"As long as you submit to Xiao Ash. You can get out right away. Is that what it is? Scold. What benefits does Xiao Ember give you. I want you to be a lobbyist." Jing Che walked directly past him and left. The sarcastic smile on his lips disappeared when he turned his back.

Is she really that determined? Jing Che didn't know either. She is getting more and more unconfident. That kind of numbness to the back of the strong. It's just a fragile shell.

She was able to hold on even a little bit of inertia. Then once this inertia is broken. What else can she hold onto.

The pace is getting faster and faster. With a bit of haste and panic.

Three days later. It's the elimination day of the year. Everyone only knows who their opponent is when they go inside. And when Jing Che quickly adapted to the surrounding dark environment. When you see five opponents standing in front of you. She froze in place.

The person on the other side also looked at her. His face grew embarrassed.

this year. Her opponent actually has flowers in her hand.

Cat flutter Chinese