There was still snow on the branches, but it was thinner, and the snow was thinner, but the chill was heavier.

Qi Ying'er and Sun Qiao'er walked in the woods, and the soft snow was trampled on until the "squeak" sound.

The footprints they followed had long since disappeared, but Qi Ying'er was still walking deep into the woods.

The deeper he walked, the heavier Qi Ying'er's face became.

Sun Qiao'er held Qi Ying'er's hand, but she couldn't feel the warmth before, she only felt that her hands were wet, and it was Qi Ying'er sweating.

The solemnity on his face, the sweat in his palms, and even his steps seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Sun Qiaoer's heart was like being tightly grabbed by an invisible hand.

Sun Qiao'er stopped and said, "Let's not continue walking." ”

Qi Ying'er looked at her, looking at this peach-faced girl, isn't she the most beautiful flower in winter? How can this flower be deadly? This flower is so beautiful, it reveals innocence in its beauty, and her clear eyes are like mountain springs.

Qi Ying'er said slowly: "We haven't found that person yet. ”

Sun Qiao'er said, "Who are you looking for?"

Who are you looking for?Qi Ying'er seemed to have a goal before entering this wood, and at this time, his purpose also disappeared with the disappearance of the footprints.

Qi Ying'er said: "Find Ling Quanfei." ”

Sun Qiao'er said: "What are you looking for him to do?"

What to do with him? What to do with him?

Sun Qiao'er said: "Do you want him to learn light skills?"

Qi Ying'er was stunned, standing there like a doll with a toy snatched away.

Sun Qiao'er chuckled, "I know what you're here for." ”

Qi Ying'er listened to her, and Sun Qiao'er said, "You came here because your first murder was in a snowy forest." ”

Homicide?

"Murder always brings pain, and this pain can only be borne by the person who kills it. "Because I want you to know that the one who kills is more painful than the one who is killed. ”

Jing Yun's voice echoed in Qi Ying'er's ears like a bell.

Sun Qiao'er stroked his face and said, "If you don't kill them, they will kill you, what choice do you have? Sometimes, we are always forced to do something that we can't choose." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "Can't you choose?"

Sun Qiao'er smiled and nodded, and Qi Ying'er asked again, "Do you have a choice?"

Sun Qiao'er smiled: "I don't have a choice, but you are my own choice." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "Is killing people also your choice?"

Sun Qiao'er suddenly seemed to have turned into a stone man, and her stiff hand was slowly put down, and she said, "Murder? I have never killed anyone." ”

Qi Ying'er looked at her, his eyes were sharper than the sword in his hand, there was no murderous aura, but a sharp aura enveloped Qi Ying'er's whole body.

His gaze can penetrate everything in the world, including the shell of camouflage.

Sun Qiao'er slowly retreated, her voice became a little hoarse, and said, "I didn't lie to you. I truly love you. ”

Qi Ying'er said: "But you want to kill him." ”

Sun Qiao'er smiled bitterly: "I killed him because he wanted to kill you." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, still looking at her with sharp eyes.

Sun Qiao'er has already poured out crystal tears, tears full of love, tears full of true affection, but at this moment it seems so powerless.

Sun Qiao'er said: "It's okay if you don't believe me, but I'm here to protect you." ”

Qi Ying'er still didn't speak, he was as cold as ice, no matter how pitiful the woman in front of him was, he didn't seem to be emotional.

Sun Qiao'er had already cried and fell to the ground, saying, "This is a curse, a curse that can't be shaken off!"

Qi Ying'er said coldly: "Who are you?"

Sun Qiao'er propped herself up, looked up at him, and said, "I'm the one who loves you!"

Qi Ying'er said: "You don't call Sun Qiao'er?"

Sun Qiao'er shook her head and said, "Yes or no, you won't love me anymore, right?"

Qi Ying'er didn't know what he was thinking, so why didn't he feel pain.

Qi Ying'er nodded in pain, as if he weighed a thousand pounds, he gritted his teeth, and the blood vessels in his hands were about to explode.

Qi Ying'er said: "The silver needle is yours, right?"

Sun Qiao'er nodded.

Qi Ying'er said again: "You are the 'Thousand Hands Guanyin' Shangguan Linglong?"

Sun Qiao'er didn't speak, neither admitted nor denied it, because she felt that it didn't matter who she was now, and in Qi Ying'er's eyes, Sun Qiao'er was dead.

Sun Qiao'er said, "How did you find out?"

Qi Ying'er said: "There are no footprints behind you. ”

Sun Qiao'er smiled bitterly: "Just because of this?" She really hated herself, hated herself for being able to do martial arts, and hated herself for being able to do light work.

Qi Ying'er said: "There are also silver needles." ”

"On that day, the snowball that was thrown at Wu Jungang also had silver needles in it. ”

Sun Qiaoer did not deny it.

Qi Ying'er said again: "The reason why you said with such certainty that he was dead at that time was also because you were already convinced that he was dead. ”

"It's just that you didn't expect that Wu Jungang would actually have the strength to dodge your last and fatal blow. ”

Sun Qiao'er looked at him, but tears kept welling up in her eyes, tears of remorse, tears of heartache.

"In order to keep me from doubting you, you deliberately played a scene where you couldn't pull out the sword in the tree, so that I mistakenly thought that you didn't know martial arts at all. ”

The word "acting!" was stuck deep in Sun Qiaoer's heart like a knife.

Sun Qiao'er slowly stood up and said, "You have been suspicious of me for a long time, right?"

Qi Ying'er acquiesced.

Sun Qiao'er said: "Since when?"

Qi Ying'er said: "From the moment you wake up." You don't feel scared when you see a corpse on the ground, but you are happy, because it is exactly what you want. There are some feelings that can't be hidden. ”

Sun Qiao'er said: "Indeed, some feelings can't be concealed, and they can't be pretended, so it's true that you love me, right?"

How to answer this question? Qi Ying'er really loves Sun Qiao'er, even if he is still young, he is still a child, but he has always understood that simple and complex feeling-love.

There are many kinds of love, and Qi Yinger also knows that her feelings for Sun Qiaoer are different from her feelings for her grandfather and second uncle. That relationship is more complicated, there is jealousy, peace of mind, happiness, and protection.

Sun Qiao'er wiped her tears and said with a smile: "Since you have already doubted me, then you still hold hands with me and smile at me, all this can only be because you still love me." Even now, you still love me, don't you?"

Qi Ying'er gritted his teeth, he couldn't wait to give himself a knife now, because he knew that what he was going to say later was far greater and deeper than the pain that a knife would bring to him, and it would also hurt Sun Qiao'er a lot.

Qi Ying'er said: "I don't love it!"

Sun Qiao'er was stunned and said, "You are lying to me, no, you are deceiving yourself." ”

Qi Ying'er said coldly: "What is your purpose?"

The chill in the woods seemed to be a little heavier.

There was a shadow in the depths of the woods, and a pair of glowing green eyes shot through the darkness of the woods.

It is a wild dog, a ferocious wild dog, a wild dog that has been struggling with the brink of life and death every day since birth.

Qi Ying'er looked at it, and the wild dog let out a low roar in his throat. His fangs were exposed, and how many lives had died under that mouth?

In order to survive, the only way to survive is to take other lives. What a cruel law.

Wild dogs are forced to be helpless, but what about people? What is the reason for people to kill?

The wild dog's sturdy body turned into a dark shadow and vanished.

Sun Qiaoer said slowly: "I said that there are always times in life when you are forced to be helpless. ”

Qi Ying'er said: "You are always forced to kill?"

Sun Qiao'er didn't speak, because what Qi Ying'er said was the truth, but she couldn't admit it, even if she admitted it in her heart, she couldn't say it on her lips.

Who wants to kill someone? Who doesn't want to live in peace? But the fate of some people is no longer up to them since birth.

Sun Qiao'er bit her lip, about to bite out the blood, "I can't say." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, she couldn't speak, so why should she ask?

Qi Ying'er said: "Wei Sizhang's death has nothing to do with you, right?"

Qi Ying'er looked at her, and when Sun Qiao'er shook his head, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Qiao'er said, "What else do you want to know?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, what else did he need to know? He already knew everything he should know, and if he continued to ask, he might only make himself more miserable.

Qi Ying'er said, "Are you leaving?"

Sun Qiao'er said: "Where are you going?"

Qi Ying'er said: "Wherever you go." ”

Sun Qiao'er: "Do you remember where you went, I went?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, nor did he look at her, he was afraid that he would regret it, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but rush up and hug her. But he didn't know why he couldn't do it, because he was forced, because he couldn't choose?

Qi Ying'er said coldly: "Because I don't know who you are at all." ”

Sun Qiao'er said: "I am Sun Qiao'er!"

Qi Ying'er looked at the woman in front of her, this beautiful and mysterious woman, even if she was fatal, she would not be fatal to herself.

Qi Ying'er didn't say anything, he made a choice, he chose to leave her.

The cry behind him grew louder and louder, but farther and farther away.

Qi Ying'er rushed up, because he couldn't let Sun Qiao'er know that he was crying, and he knew that the pain in his heart was as if he was being torn apart.

But there are some feelings that cannot be concealed.

There are only trees and snow here, where is this?

Qi Ying'er didn't know where she ran to, and she didn't care where she ran to.

He felt that he was the only one in heaven and earth, lonely, lonely and found him again. He knew that no matter how fast he ran or how far he ran, he couldn't get rid of it.

His steps became heavier, his eyes colder, and his scabbard paler.

He clenched his sword and said to himself, "You don't have a name, you're lonely, you don't have a name, you can't choose." ”

The girl sobbed, and her swaying posture was like plum blossoms falling in the wind in the snow.

What did she do wrong? Is it wrong to love one?

The only thing she did wrong was always being forced to make a choice.

She chose to love him, wasn't she forced by the secret pressed on her, wasn't she forced by loneliness and loneliness?

She didn't have a choice, she couldn't choose.

She continued walking, into the depths. She became cold, and her eyes became miserable and terrifying. She secretly swore that Sun Qiao'er was dead. Only Shangguan Linglong remains!