I lied to him, I told him it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt soon, but it actually hurt, he hurt until he died.

The expression on Bi Lian's face froze, and he looked at the person with his eyes tightly closed, and his snow-white forehead was covered with fine sweat.

This made Bi Lian have a slightly sober understanding, it turned out that Shen Yue would also be afraid of pain.

He didn't know what kind of attitude he was asking.

「…… What did you lie to him?"

Her eyebrows and eyes are cold and beautiful, her slender eyelashes are like falling ice, icy and cold, and her scattered hair is like snow, and it seems to be pale and pure.

With a snow-white face and bright red lips, she was cold and painful: "I told him...... It doesn't hurt ......."

The pain in her chest became more and more suffocating, and her jade-like clean fingers couldn't help but press the position of her chest, and her neck was elongated, like a dying swan.

Her eyelashes fluttered like snowflakes falling on a branch, quiet and beautiful, "...... It actually hurts, and he cried."

Shen Yue was in pain, he could see it, because he had single-handedly prompted it.

But he was a thousand times more painful than Shen Yue before, the demon bones were removed alive, the muscles and bones were pulled out of the flesh one by one, and the blood was drained, but his mind was still sober, he could clearly feel the heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching pain, he became a wasted person, the people of Qingyunmen were still unwilling, and Shen Yue was still not at ease, until he was imprisoned in the abyss sea.

The sea of abysses was imprisoned by the monsters who were full of sin and resentment, and when he was forced to fall into a deep sleep, his spirit was actually tortured by the majesty of the ancient demonic beasts every minute and every second.

At that moment, he really wanted to die, but with his eyes closed, he couldn't do anything, and could only endure the heart-rending pain alive.

Bi Lian's face was cloudy and uncertain, looking at the white-clothed immortal whose body trembled slightly.

The fingers slowly loosened, leaving a pale red finger mark on the porcelain-white thin neck, which was very conspicuous.

He has been thinking about it for I don't know how many years, and the only belief that supports him is Shen Yue.

Unwillingness, hatred, resentment, tyranny, all of these made him persist in surviving.

He had already thought about it ten thousand times, like if he let Shen Yue taste this pain after he came out, he would have to return it tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold, and ten thousandfold, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart!

Now, he finally let Shen Yue taste this pain.

But now, Shen Yue seems to be very sad again, he can't understand that Shen Yue will pity Rong Hua, who has only been by her side for more than ten years, so why will he never pity him, never pity him?

He is Shen Yue's junior brother, and he grew up with her since he was a child, isn't his relationship deeper than Rong Hua?

Then why can you be so cruel to him?

Maybe Shen Yue's face was too pale, the red light under Bi Lian's eyes flashed, Shen Yue's wheezing voice slowly slowed down, and then his body stopped trembling, and his frowning brows did not let go.

The sweat on her forehead was wet with silver threads, her face was white, her lips were red, and the silver threads were like snow, the pain in her chest disappeared, and her eyelashes trembled, as if she wanted to open her eyes, but after half a sound, she fell asleep because she was too tired to die.

Bi Lian, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, was silent, his fingers curled slightly, and his eyes became more and more obscure.

Thin lips pursed slightly, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the sweat from the corners of Shen Yue's forehead with the back of his hand, it was moist and sticky, and the very sweet fragrance was even stronger.

Bi Lian gently sniffed the back of his somewhat wet hand, and sure enough, it was very fragrant, very sweet, and very light.

He smiled, his eyes dyed with a frenzy that even he didn't know, and raised his hand to gently caress the red mark on his neck, gently rubbing it, as if he was touching a precious jade.

Since this is the case, then he will stay in Qingyunmen, stay by Shen Yue's side, and he will do his best to "take care" of Immortal Venerable.

——

When she woke up, Shen Yue's brain was still a little drowsy, she subconsciously touched her eyebrow bone, but her tentacles touched her eyes.

Her heart sank, and her hands fumbled around, and finally found the white cloth that had been dropped on the ground under the bed.

It's already dirty.

Shen Yue took another piece of white cloth and blindfolded his eyes, the silver threads were covered all over his back, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and his lips were bright red.

She was still holding her head and was struggling to recall yesterday's events, the footsteps belonging to another person sounded, Shen Yue looked up, the young man had already strode to her side, and held her arm without authorization, the clear and clear young man's voice was worried and nervous.

"Immortal Venerable, does your chest still hurt? Yesterday, you fainted directly, which scared the disciple a lot, but you want to go to Elder Ye's side to take a look?"

Shen Yue no longer has pain in her body now, she thinks that yesterday's pain may be due to dragon poison, or the old disease left over from before, it should be fine.

She shook her head, her eyebrows like frost and snow on a white camellia branch, "It's fine."

After saying this, she gently pushed the young man away, and her tone was also very flat, as if she didn't take yesterday's chest pain to heart, and returned to her cold and rejecting appearance thousands of miles away.

Bi Lian had long been accustomed to her expression, but it was a pity that he had still seen Shen Yue's fragile and pitiful appearance yesterday, and now when he looked at Shen Yue's pretended expression, he especially wanted to tear it apart.

But he couldn't help it, but he couldn't help but have a mocking smile on his face.

The white-clothed immortal has a noble face of Qinghua, like the moon on the clear light, but she has a silver silk bundle, lazily draped on her back, and her collar is slightly messy, and she doesn't seem to want to be respected.

Instead, I wanted to rudely tear the messy collar directly.

Shen Yue was still not used to getting along with a disciple, she pursed her red lips and gave an eviction order: "You should retreat first."

Bi Lian didn't say anything and retreated.

Until the footsteps disappeared, Shen Yue sat back on the bed, she rubbed her soft silver hair, and she really couldn't guess the villain's thoughts.

In the original book, Bi Lian first played tricks to make Xiyu Xianzun go crazy, and then picked Xiyu Xianzun's hands, feet, muscles and bones, crushed her elixir, and made her live as a person and a ghost, and finally was thrown directly into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, tortured day by day, and died extremely miserable.

But now the villain's attitude towards her is a little strange.

It's really hate, but she always feels that this hatred is not too pure, but mixed with something.

Something that made her a little uneasy.

What's more, now the villain should not pretend to be obedient in front of her, but should brush the heroine's favor.

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