Chapter 157: No More Faith in Promises

Chang'an City is very large and prosperous, and as the imperial capital of China for thousands of years, it should be prosperous.

After Chang'an City entered the city, the first place to go was Luosongpo, and after Luosongpo passed, it was the peach blossom set.

Peach Blossom Collection is a picturesque, fairy-like beautiful township, beautiful like a fairyland,

Today, March 21, the peach blossoms are red, and the peach blossoms are famous for the peach blossoms, and there are peach blossoms all over the mountains.

No matter who it is, when you see the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountain, you can't help but sigh.

In the first month, Baili Xingfeng often sits on the roof with Beitang Feixue to admire the moon, and sits under the moon to enjoy plum blossoms.

And now, Feixue is no longer by his side, who will accompany him to enjoy this mountain full of peach blossoms.

Although it was early morning at the moment, without exception, Baili Xingfeng asked for another pot of burning knives, and sat by the window and drank quietly.

Because he thought of Beitang Feixue again, his heart began to throb again, like a needle prick, like a knife cut, as if it was about to suffocate, and it hurt as if the blood had clotted.

When my heart hurts, Baili Xingfeng thinks of drinking, because everyone says that wine can forget troubles.

Murong Xian'er didn't know when she had arrived beside her.

"Do you feel bad every morning?" Murong Xian'er smiled and asked softly, Murong Xian'er is also almost perfect, Alluring face, snow-like skin, exquisite curves constitute a pair of bumpy, graceful and charming **, straight and slender legs, smooth and flat, without a trace of fat, and the forbidden place that is round and full, full of endless temptation. No one can deny Murong Xian'er's beauty, Murong Xian'er stood there, wearing a long white dress, indeed like a fairy.

Baili Xingfeng didn't speak, just poured a mouthful of burning knife fiercely, looking at Murong Xian'er in front of him, Baili Xingfeng's eyes didn't change much.

Because in the depths of the mind of the hundred miles of wind, there is a more perfect figure, long flowing hair flying in the wind, white as snow, skin that can be broken by blowing, straight and slender, elastic legs, a slender willow waist that is soft as a bone, and a flawless, impeccable holy place, what a perfect masterpiece of the Creator!

Baili Xingfeng once used Beitang Feixue's legs as pillows, and he never thought that there would be such a perfect pair of legs in the world, soft and full of elasticity.

Baili Xingfeng had seen the round and full holy land of Beitang Feixue, and he had never thought that there would be such a beautiful scenery in the world, so beautiful that it could make people's thoughts stop instantly.

Baili Xingfeng once kissed Beitang Feixue's lips, and that wonderful feeling will become the best memory of his life.

Every inch and every minute of Beitang Feixue's body is perfect in the eyes of the world, and it is even more perfect in the eyes of Baili Xingfeng.

Beitang Feixue's smile, every word and word will be buried in the bottom of Baili Xingfeng's heart and can never be erased.

As soon as I thought of the flying snow in Beitang, my heart began to throb again, and I gulped the burning knife for hundreds of miles.

Murong Xian'er shook her head lightly: "Why torture yourself like this, is it worth it for a woman?"

Baili Xingfeng snorted deeply: "You don't understand!"

"I don't understand?" Murong Xian'er smiled: "I have already seen through this world, what else I don't understand." ”

"Do you have feelings?" asked Baili Xingfeng.

Murong Xian'er said coldly: "There was no more six years ago! My relatives are dead, I have no family affection, love and friendship are not even as good as garbage in my eyes!"

"Love is garbage in your eyes?"

Murong Xian'er said: "It's not as good as garbage!"

Baili Xingfeng stared into the distance: "So you don't understand! In Luosongpo, there is a person who I can't let go of for the rest of my life, she takes care of me, gives me the warmth of my family, she accompanies me, so that I am no longer lonely, no longer lonely, she brings me warmth, brings me joy, she makes me understand what love is, and makes me understand who I should protect in this life." ”

"But she left you! She abandoned you! She left you bruised and bloodied!"

Murong Xian'er's words were like a needle, piercing deeply into Baili Xingfeng's heart.

Murong Xian'er smiled coldly: "She may also be a bitch, a bitch who has been played by countless men, maybe she is moaning and gasping in the bed of a man right now!"

Baili Xingfeng pinched Murong Xian'er's neck, directly lifted Murong Xian'er's whole person up, and then lifted Murong Xian'er and slammed into a wall.

"Bang!"

The walls suddenly cracked one after another, and Murong Xian'er let out a painful muffled sound from her mouth, her face flushed for a while, and then turned pale in an instant!

Baili Xingfeng's whole body released a chilling murderous aura, his eyes were already scarlet, he glared at Murong Xian'er angrily, he had already drawn his sword and slashed at Murong Xian'er's neck.

The other thirteen people in the room were all frightened, and the faces of Nighthawk and Ghost became ugly, because they suddenly found that the aura released by Baili Xingfeng at this moment was actually the Supreme Realm, and the strength of the aura far exceeded the two of them.

The blade was only a foot away from Murong Xian'er's neck.

Murong Xian'er stretched out her hand and grabbed the blade of the sword.

The sword was still slashing towards Murong Xian'er's neck, and the distance was only half a foot!

"Slow!"

Nighthawk hurriedly shouted.

Baili Xingfeng stopped, the giant que in his hand had already cut through the skin of Murong Xian'er's neck, and a trace of red flowed out, and the hands she grabbed the sword blade were also full of blood at the moment, and the slender jade hand was actually cut through two hideous openings.

Nighthawk said: "Hundred miles of young heroes are slow, the treasure has not been found yet, and Miss Murong Xian'er can't die yet, please be merciful!"

Baili Xingfeng's eyes were scarlet, and he said coldly: "I don't want the treasure, Murong Xian'er must die!"

Murong Xian'er looked at Baili Xingfeng's crimson eyes and smiled coldly: "You really want to kill me?"

Baili Xingfeng stared at Murong Xian'er coldly: "I don't really want to! Yes, I have to! No one can insult her, no one can!"

Beitang Feixue is perfect, irreplaceable, no one can insult Beitang Feixue, no one can! Whoever insults Beitang Feixue, a hundred miles of wind will kill him.

Murong Xian'er sneered: "I told you, don't tell me my past in front of me, otherwise I will kill you, but you still deliberately ask about my past, why?"

Baili Xingfeng said: "Because I feel that you won't kill me, I want to see if it's true." ”

Murong Xian'er smiled, laughing very sadly, and also laughing painfully: " You tried it out, right, you have tried it out, I won't kill you, but, Baili Xingfeng, do you remember that you first told me a word, you said, you won't kill me in the future, I have always remembered this sentence, you look at my eyes are very clear, there are no evil thoughts, I think you are different from other men, I asked you if you look down on me, you said no, you said you saw from my eyes that I have my own hardships, I thought you really understood me, so I trusted you, you are the only man I believe in six years, I believe in you You will not kill me in the future, so I told myself that no matter what you do to me, I will not kill you, let alone ask about my pastEven if you force me to have sex, I won't kill you, but, a hundred miles of wind, you take a mirror and look at your face now, your eyes are scarlet, your face is full of murderous energy, if no one tells you to stop, will you cut off my head with a sword? That's what you said, you won't kill me in the future?"

Baili Xingfeng's face changed: "Are you trying me?"

Murong Xian'er smiled miserably: "I've already tried the answer!"

Baili Xingfeng's eyes gradually regained their calmness: "But why don't you try something else, you just have to say those words, you know"

Murong Xian'er shook her head lightly and smiled desolately: "She is what you care about the most, isn't it, but, Baili Xingfeng, you said that you won't kill me in the future, I believe it, so I told myself that I won't kill you, my past is where I hurt the most, I don't even dare to think about it, I really want to kill you when you ask me, but I don't, because I told myself, I won't kill you, even if you want to forcibly sleep with me, I won't kill you, I made a promise to myself, I keep it, but you promised me, why don't you keep it?" ”

Baili Xingfeng's body trembled slightly.

"Baili Xingfeng, do you think men can be trusted? Do you think promises are credible? Do you think I should still believe in men? Do you think I should still believe in promises?" Murong Xian'er smiled sadly: "Baili Xingfeng, thank you, thank you for letting me see the world clearly again." ”

Baili Xingfeng retracted Juque, and wanted to say something to Murong Xian'er, but he didn't know what to say?

Murong Xian'er smiled sadly, and walked out of the room step by step, in the cold wind, Murong Xian'er's back was so bleak, so lonely, but more sad, because her heart was hurt again.

Baili Xingfeng stayed in place, looking at the back of Murong Xian'er leaving, slightly gloomy.