Moonlit nights, woods.

The man in the snow silver mask didn't take her too far, and along the way, there was no topic.

Smoothing her against the tree, the man took her hand, and clicked on her several times, Shan Liye knew what he was going to do, and withdrew his hand slightly: "Don't waste your true qi, you are also injured, I am not a dying person, no need, not to mention, after you take me to the Demon Sect, I will still die, you do this, purely to do a meaningless thing." ”

He looked at her, and there was so determination in her eyes that he finally let go.

"Why don't you speak, for fear I'll recognize your voice?" Shan Liye also looked at him and smiled: "The breath on your body is very similar to mine...... We must have met. ”

For a long time, he still didn't speak.

"It seems that you won't say anything." Shan Liye shook his head, sighed slightly, and stared at the wound on his left shoulder, which was stabbed by her: "Actually, you don't have to do that, hurt yourself, even if you don't hurt, some people will feel distressed......"

Her hand, slowly stretched out, smooth fingertips, caressing the bright red on his shoulder, and then slowly walked along it.

The finger bones that were as graceful as a dragon caressed between his wounds, for some reason, he didn't have the consciousness to resist, and the gentle touch touched his body that had been tense.

Seven years ago, in the same woods, the same moonlight, she was like this, caressing his chest, taking drugs for him, and bandaging his wounds.

Shan Liye's smile, under the spots of broken shadows, was very evil, the hand that stayed between his chest, inadvertently, quickly raised, and the silver needle between the hands pierced the side of his neck.

It's a pity that the speed at which he reacted to dodge was still half a beat slower.

There were three straight scratches left on his neck, and the tip of the silver needle only slightly pierced his skin, and there was some redness and swelling in the place.

The right hand of the silver needle has been tightly pulled by him, Shan Liye did not stop it, but the other hand is still entangled with him, and the strands stretch to the snow silver mask on his face are blocked by him again and again.

Until his weak body could not stand the suppression of his strong strength, both hands were imprisoned by him, and his body slammed into the tree behind him, and his cold hands came in vain, choking her delicate neck.

It's a little tight.

"It's a shame to miss."

Her smile was still the same, as if she enjoyed his treatment like this, yes, he should have been so cruel and ruthless, and the gentleness that flashed when he was thinking deeply was that she was wrong.

Just like seven years ago, he treated her so badly.

He, a bloodthirsty and cruel young master of the Demon Sect, how could he have affection for her, she was not so sentimental, and she didn't feel like her own mother, if such a person really had any feelings for her, it was the biggest joke in the world.

"It's a bit far from the Demon Sect here, you'd better be able to guarantee that I won't kill you again before you reach your destination, otherwise, as long as I live, I will definitely find an opportunity to kill you!"

There was pride in her eyes, staring at his clenched hand.

The hand tightened her a few more points.

Feeling the heat in his neck, he knew that there were some ordinary things quenched in her silver needle, but it was a pity, for him, this bit of poison was completely tickling.

However, he saw her ruthlessness at that moment, if he couldn't dodge, the silver needle would not show mercy to his subordinates, and even, she said that she was going to kill him.

Did she really think that he wouldn't dare to kill her?

What is hateful is that he will actually miss her eyes at that moment, and he will actually believe that she is really distressing about his injury.

It's ridiculous!

In this case, she is unrighteous to him, and there is no need for him to show mercy to her.

Shan Liye could see that this man's anger was already very obvious, but he didn't know if this anger would make him break his neck alive.

The air around her seemed to be a little thinner, Shan Liye closed her eyes tightly, and the feeling of suffocation was suppressed between her throat bones, as long as he tightened a little tighter, she would say goodbye to this world forever.

It's just that it won't.

How could she forget, she was still useful, and how could he be willing to let her die now.

Shan Liye opened his eyes slightly, the cold touch on his neck had disappeared, and he looked up at the figure that had stood up and turned his back to her, and the shadow of the tree was dotted, and the back of the person was a little forbearing.

She didn't know how to describe him.

She closed her eyelids heavily, a flash of sleepiness spread in her mind, she smelled the fragrance of flowers, shallow, thin, the more the fragrance was inhaled, the stronger the sleepiness.

This incense is very familiar.

Seven years ago, she also smelled it.

The boy said, "It's Youlanxiang."

Sure enough, when he dealt with her, it was either a point or a Youlanxiang, it seemed that apart from these two, he had no way to take her.

It's just that every time, she was forced to fold in his hands, making her lose so embarrassed.

It was seven years ago, and it is still today.

She is now out of the rivers and lakes, and it seems that she always loses, and everything is not as she wants, especially today, she is so miserable that she almost lost her life.

Inhaling too much aroma, she was almost powerless, her eyelids were closed, and the corners of her pale lips were still activating: "Next time...... I'm going to ...... Yes...... Kill you......"

The killing word, especially accentuated, smashed out heavily, the last word was spoken, she was already a slight murmur, with a shallow breath, her drooping eyelids could no longer be raised, leaning her body, gently leaning on the trunk, no longer conscious.

"When you die one day, I will stay away from you and never appear again."

The man who had been standing still said his first words, and the wind that blew was a little cold.

Behind her, she was already asleep, but she couldn't hear this sentence.

Night, some silence.

The man turned around, looked at the sleeping woman, picked it up quickly, raised his feet and was about to leave, and his sharp ears and eyes heard some movement.

A few birds perched on the tree pecked the trunk of the tree, and the birds looked up at the surroundings, as if they heard some static sound, and with a flutter, a flock of birds spread their wings and flew away from the huge and lush trees, and chirped.

One of them, who did not escape the doom, fell down, drenched in blood.

The bird struggled a few times and stopped moving.

The man withdrew his gaze that stayed on the bird, and when he raised his eyes, a few meters away from the bird, the black-clothed ghost-faced man stood solemnly, and he couldn't see what his face was under the mask, but the ghost-faced man's palm swept slightly, and the bird's body swept out several meters away.

The ghost-faced man slowly paced towards the man, looked at the person in his arms, and said in a cold voice: "This bird is very special, she seems to have sent a message just now." ”

"Really?" The man turned his head, and his attitude towards the arrival of the ghost-faced man did not change much, and he still sneered a little: "Then you'd better kill all the birds in this forest, and don't let any of them go, that's what suits you best!" ”

"You're still like that." The Ghostface sighed.

The man didn't say much, walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, and glanced at the ghost-faced man again: "What about the shadow?" ”

The ghost-faced man was a little surprised, he didn't expect him to care about such a small shadow, but in the end, he couldn't resist the two words between the ghost-faced man's lips: "Dead." ”

The man raised his eyebrows, this result, he should have expected, it was good to be dead.

It's just that she-

The man's eyes quietly looked at her, what would she do if she knew the news?

Grief-stricken, avenging the man, or ......

The man's eyes were a little cold.

However, she won't know, because she can't even protect herself, how can she care about the life and death of others.