The heat waves in the dantian are higher than the waves, and the objects in front of them seem to be covered with a layer of peach. Bai Zihua concentrates on distracting thoughts. But the room was full of the fragrance of flowers and bones. It was as if it was wrapping around his body and writhing bewitchingly. The image of that night's kiss suddenly popped into his mind, his blood boiling, and he was steaming hot and trying to crush him again.

The room was a mess, and he had never lost his temper, let alone been angry. Even if he didn't do it, his immortal heart still didn't feel any different, he was still him. But when he realized that he was like a mortal, flesh and blood, dirty and ugly, he couldn't help but become embarrassed and panicked.

This is what you want? This is what you want?

The brain is so filled with anger that it almost loses the ability to think. So when Hua Qiangu opened the door and came in, he grabbed a teacup without thinking about it and smashed it hard.

Hua Qiangu didn't hide with a bit of a wooden expression, the teacup smashed on his forehead head-on, and the muffled sound of blood quickly flowed down his left eye and down his cheek, and then the wound closed in an instant.

Bai Zihua was stunned there, and he could see the sadness in the depths of his calm eyes.

Hurt her again.

I suddenly wanted to say I'm sorry, but why did I say it, it was obviously her who said it wrong!

"I'm sorry. This sentence was said by Hua Qiangu first, looking at Bai Zihua's indifferent and alienated appearance because of traditional Chinese medicine, he was a little stunned. The eyelashes were dyed red, and the blood flowed into the eyes, stinging slightly. Reaching out and wiping it with his sleeve, he felt the same stagnant numbness and coldness as before, and it was all back.

The cup smashed all their seemingly harmonious illusions, smashed all the luck and fantasies in their hearts, and suddenly understood that between them and Bai Zihua, they couldn't play anymore.

"Help force the medicine out. Hua Qiangu stepped forward, and Bai Zihua took three steps back. Trembling voices shouted, "No need to get out!"

Looking at his cold and disdainful eyes, Hua Qiangu's hands and feet became even colder, and he slowly retreated, and then turned to leave.

As if walking on the clouds, his steps were vain, his face was self-deprecating, and his eyes were empty.

Hua Qiangu, he hated why he was accepted as a vain in the first place, hated to make him ruined, hated to kill so many people, caused the Six Realms to live in peace, hated to hold him hostage, did things that made him feel humiliating every night, hated to make him lose his immortal body and become what he is now. The hatred he had been trying to suppress had finally exploded. And hateful indeed.

Raising and teaching hard, in order to save her from the poison in her body, to bear the responsibility for her crimes, to accept so many □ nails to protect her, to become a sinner in the Long Stay and the Six Realms, and also lost her immortal body, from a dignified immortal to the point where she has to endure the suffering of inferior □ today. What is there to complain about Hua Qiangu? He has always been dragged down to atone for his sins, and has never forgotten to shirk his responsibility as a teacher. And what about you? You deserve all your suffering, and you bring it all on yourself. Why do you still drag him and the entire Six Realms to suffer together? Can you always only feel self-pity and succumb to fate, waiting for others to sacrifice for you again and again?

Staggered back to the hall, Zhu Ran saw the appearance of the god who was not guarding, knew that the goal was achieved, but for some reason there was a slight soft-heartedness.

"Are you alright?"

"Where's Purple and Purple Kaoru?"

"?" Zhu Ran didn't know why he asked about Zixun Asa Xia at this time, "I have been in retreat for more than half a year, and I don't know where my soul is floating now." Does the Divine Lord want to see her?"

"Yes, immediately. ”

Hua Qiangu suddenly envied Zixun Qianxia for a few years, but he figured it out to regain his peace, didn't ask about the world, and carefully made medicine and fragrance, but he didn't know when he would be able to let go.

As if suffering from the flames, Bai Zihua struggled to suppress and channel. He didn't believe that he couldn't even do a little □.

The door was expelled again, and no one would dare to come in. He was even more angry in his heart, what did he want, was he really stupid enough to think that he could get himself by cultivating vulgar methods?

But why was he so scared and rushed to get rid of her, was he angry or disgusted, or did he not restrain his confidence for fear of doing something wrong?

The body trembled violently, and the eyes kept flashing in his mind, like a spell. Touching him□ he bites and melts him tightly into the body.

", do you hear me!" Again the hoarse roar refused to look back, he knew that he would never be ruthless again, and threw a cup on his head.

"Sub-painting?" the voice was gentle and tentative, but full of concern.

Bai Zihua looked up fiercely, and the person in front of him was actually Zixun Qianxia. It's like being slammed, and most of his mind is suddenly sober.

"Why are you here?"

"It's Xiao Gu who asked me to bring you medicine. Zixun Qianxia Yangyang's face was a little red, why did the painting have spring poison, why did he seem to have a lot of things in the days when he was not in the cloud palace.

"Deliberately asked you to bring me medicine?" Bai Zihua's body was filled with an aura of danger that he had never seen before, his narrowed eyes were filled with more anger, and the word "you" dragged on for a long time as if deliberately emphasized.

Zi Xun Qianxia, in the past, the anger between the eyebrows did not see, and the mark of depravity was much lighter. Some didn't dare to look at each other, Bai Zihua became much better, his temperament changed, and even his eyes changed. How can he become more like a person, but maybe it's because he's poisoned at the moment.

"She didn't say anything, she just said that I was poisoned, and I asked me to bring you medicine. "I didn't say what poison I was in, I just gave her the antidote, but I didn't expect to rush to see it......

"Good, good. Bai Zihua gritted his teeth, and the tea cup in his hand was crushed by him.

How could he not understand the meaning of Hua Qiangu, which was clearly to send him two antidotes, a porcelain bottle and a purple scent Qianxia. Yes, that's great. It's a pity he doesn't want either.

"You don't have to get out right away!" his voice was low and majestic.

"But Zihua ......," Zixun Asa Xia saw that he was about to be unable to stand up, and took a few steps forward to help him.

"Get out!" Bai Zihua shouted, his eyes red. A palm pushed her far away, but she couldn't suppress it anymore, and she spurted blood violently and fainted.

Zixun Qianxia hurriedly stepped forward to seal his countercurrent blood, fed him the antidote, and helped him lie down on the couch. Look around at the room with small bones......

Hua Qiangu stood straight in the courtyard, Zixun Qianxia had been in for a long time, and the door had never been opened. Bai Zihua must hate it even more now, and slowly turned around and left with a wry smile.

By the time she was imprisoned, she had been tortured to the point of madness. Sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes begging, sometimes scolding, more often than not, the individual pretends to be in the air, and Luo Shi is talking about it, recalling the past drops.

Hua Qiangu watched and listened to it for a long, long time. Slowly raised his hand to disperse the flesh and blood of all kinds of Gu worms on his body to restore their growth.

Screaming and writhing and struggling because of the pain.

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm tired and don't want to play along. ”

"Hahaha, are you finally willing to kill me, do you want to show the world your mercy?"

"But I'm not going to kill you, dirty my hands. You've loved beauty all your life, so you can die with dignity and kill yourself. ”

Ni Mantian felt that he could see and stand up again, except for the right arm that was cut off by Bai Zihua, basically recovered. The long-suppressed anger and hatred poured over the mountains, and the only thought was to kill flowers and thousands of bones. But after all, he had no power, so he could only pounce on him like a mad dog, and then bite Hua Qiangu's left hand fiercely.

Hua Qiangu's eyes were hollow, and he waved lightly and sluggishly, and Ni Man immediately flew out and slammed into the wall and broke his ribs.

"I'm not willing to let you die because I forgive you, you killed the people who are most important to me, and I still hate you. It's just that it's time for it to end. Why do you still not feel repentant or feel that you have done something wrong after so much torture?"

"Why do you want to repent and do it all over again a hundred times, and still want to kill that slut of Sugar Baby!"

Hua Qiangu was silent, everyone's thoughts and concepts were different, and they felt that it was wrong, and others might think that maybe they wanted to make Niman regret that they were wrong from the beginning.

"It's not going to let Sugar Baby die, it's going to come back to you. ”

"Hahaha, Hua Qiangu thinks that if he is a god, he can really reverse it? Even if he brings Sugar Treasure back to life? You killed the person she loves the most with your own hands, do you think she will forgive?"

It's like being poured cold water in the winter, and the thousand bones are frozen and stiff. couldn't help but step back slightly, his voice trembled, and he shook his head vigorously.

"No! Sugar Baby's favorite person is me! You won't hate me because of Falling Eleven! Absolutely not!"

"Joke: If Sugar Treasure kills Bai Zihua, how do you think you will not complain?

Hua Qiangu's eyes were filled with panic that had not appeared for a long time: "Since you can resurrect Sugar Bao, you will definitely be able to bring Luo Eleven back to life!"

Ni Man looked up in despair and laughed: "Haven't you heard of Hua Qiangu, how can a person who was killed by the hands of the god be resurrected?"

There was a bang in my head that everything was collapsing. Hua Qiangu leaned against the wall weakly and shook his head in disbelief: "You're lying to me! Lie to me!

Lan Yulanfeng tricked her into releasing the demon god. Kasuizu tricks her into thinking they're best friends. Killing Qianmo deceived her, but actually used her as a stand-in for Liuxia. Everything Takezome did to trick her was to take advantage of her. Bai Zihua tricked her into approaching just to disintegrate and kill her. Even Dongfang lied to her, even if she died, everything was still in his plan.

Why is it really that stupid, and all the people in the world have to deceive her?

Ni Mantian smiled proudly, satisfied to see that his goal had been achieved. It is indeed a casual fabrication, how can it be clear that the divine realm has disappeared for nearly 10,000 years. However, as long as Hua Qiangu believes it, the biggest weakness is that he can't calm down in times of crisis and anger. Bai Zihua was poisoned like this, thinking that he could save Shuo Feng, but in the end, he let the demon god be born, and it was the same.

Pushing Hua Qiangu to the brink of despair with his own hands again, this feeling of revenge is really painful, and it can be blinded.

Ni Mantian slammed his head against the wall hard, blood splattered, and his body slowly slid down. His eyes were still smiling strangely and sinisterly at Hua Qiangu, and he could finally go to see Luo Eleven.

"In the previous life, in this life, in the next life, maybe in the next life, they can only be enemies, and they are incompatible. ”

Hua Qiangu looked at Ni Man's slow death, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Have you completely freed yourself from suffering?