Pain comes from the limbs and five bodies, from every inch of the skin on the body, and penetrates from every drop of blood in the body.

Before opening my eyes, I frowned and let out a soft moan.

"ah……"

It was clearly my own voice, but it sounded a little unfamiliar. Perhaps because I hadn't spoken for a long time, I just let out a low moan and immediately felt a burst of pain in my throat. This pain was more real than the previous pain of the melting of ice and fire. I almost immediately regained my consciousness from the pain.

Then, outside of the scorching pain, I felt a chill.

It seems like I am in the snow and ice. Although I have been practicing and suffering in the hell of ice and fire, I feel a little trembling when I really feel the chill that makes me feel like I am trembling. I don’t know how long I have struggled in the chaos before finally opening my eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my own eyes.

I was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, I realized that what I saw was a short knife, with a sharp edge of the blade, and a little red shadow like blood was exposed in the cold light. The chill I just felt was really emitted from the blade. The reason why I felt it so realistically was because-

This knife is on my neck.

My eyes were reflected on the blade.

No matter who it is, I woke up from a long coma that I had almost no consciousness. When I opened my eyes, I was afraid I would not be too calm when facing such a situation. But I didn't say a word, and I didn't even breathe a little, just staring at those somewhat confused eyes foolishly.

In fact, at this time, I haven’t yet distinguished which point is illusory and which point is reality.

Until my eyes were along the blade of the short knife, I saw that the handle of the knife was tightly held by a white, slender hand with blue veins bulging on the back of my hand due to excessive force.

When I looked up, I saw a familiar face.

She was still as beautiful as she met for the first time, and was still as murderous as she met for the first time, especially when the knife was held in her hand-

"What else do you have to say?"

“…”

I looked at her quietly for a long time before saying, "Miss Zitong?"

The unconcealed emotion and the simple and irritable look were still recognizable even if my mind was in chaos now. However, after saying that, my throat hurt even harder and I couldn't help but cough.

The blade pressed against my neck, and the cough immediately left a blood mark.

And she didn't look like she was trying to retreat at all.

This scene was like a lightning flashing through my mind. I was trembling slightly and suddenly recalled.

This short knife is mine!

In an instant, that dark, bloody night appeared in my mind.

That man, he stood in front of me, stroked my head with one hand, and hugged me in his arms; and in my hand, he held this short knife, pierced his chest and stabbed into his chest!

He said he wanted to bet with him!

I almost suffocated, and then looked down at the short knife, and saw almost bloodstains on it. At this moment, a dull pain came from the back of my head, as if I was injured.

Han Zitong looked down at me: "So, this is the last sentence you want to say?"

After saying this, she held the knife and pressed it hard against my throat again.

At this moment, under the invasion of pain in my body, I quickly recovered my mind and rationality, remembering everything I had experienced before I fell into a coma, but I couldn't understand it.

I'm fine.

Apart from the pain, I don’t fully understand the surroundings at this moment, but I’m really fine.

Pei Yuanxiu, didn’t he use his fingers to activate the heavy acupoints in my brain?

Why don't I feel abnormal at all now?

Just when I was in a state of great confusion, Han Zitong's expressionless calmness at me seemed to add a little more anger. She said hatefully: "You only have this sentence to say? Well, then you can die now!"

After saying that, she used another force to hold the hilt of the knife.

I could almost hear the small sound when the blade cuts open the skin. The tingling and chill that followed did not terrify me. I just slowly raised my head and let my neck show more completely in front of her eyes.

It's like this.

But she was stunned, and her hands subconsciously froze.

Then I sighed faintly, then moved my neck away from her blade, and said calmly: "You can't kill me."

“…”

"You won't kill me, either."

“…”

"Otherwise, don't wait until I wake up."

Her face turned red and white, and she felt embarrassed and angry as she was seen through, but immediately, she gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If it weren't for him - I would have killed you long ago!"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, I wish I could chop you into meat sauce!"

he……

This word made my eyebrows slightly frown and also made my heart sink.

I took a deep breath and said, "What about him?"

A trace of worry flashed across Han Zitong's face. She finally put away the knife and said, "Do you want him to die?"

“…”

"Are you happy that knife piercing into his heart?"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, what kind of heart do you have? How can you do so viciously to someone who loves you so much?"

I couldn't speak, and I had nothing to say. But at this moment, I didn't know if it was because I had woken up, so my whole body's perception was alive, or for some other reason, the pain behind my head became clearer and heavier, almost making me feel breathless. I subconsciously frowned.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Han Zitong said: "Do you know that your knife is only a little short, only a little short, and it will cut off his heart."

“…”

"Just a little bit, you kill him!"

“…”

"But he, he can't even bear to touch others and you!"

Speaking of this, her voice was almost choked. I raised my head in endless pain. Seeing her eyes filled with tears, she glared at me angrily: "Do you know, if he hadn't insisted on swearing that he wouldn't hurt you before he was unconscious, I-I would definitely kill you! I would definitely!"

“…”

"I will definitely tear you into pieces!"

I slowly raised my head in Han Zitong's hatred gaze and looked at her: "He is still alive..."

This sentence seemed to anger Han Zitong. Her face changed suddenly. She grabbed the knife desperately and stabbed me.

I didn't move, and the blade almost wiped my cheeks and temples, and stuck to the pillow under me.

With a "swish", the knife pierced deeply.

I still didn't move, and I didn't even blink my eyes, just looking at her like this, and Han Zitong was so angry that she even had a voice. She screamed and almost roared: "Do you want him to die, do you want him to die?"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, why do you hate someone who loves you like this?!"

“…”

"Do you know that your knife is stuck in his chest, and blood is flowing, but he keeps holding you, holding you until we come. You know that when we find you, your body is covered with his blood. He can't even open his eyes, but he keeps holding your hand but refuses to let go!"

“…”

"He also must swear that I will not allow me or anyone to hurt you. If anyone hurts you, he will be rewarded ten times or hundreds of times!"

“…”

"But what about you? What did you do?"

“…”

"Why are you? Why did you hurt him like this!?"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, are you a devil?!"

“…”

Faced with her almost hysterical outburst, I was not moved at all, and I didn't even blink my eyes. I just slowly turned my head and looked at the short knife that was stabbed in my ear. At such a close distance, I could certainly feel the chill.

You can also smell the bloody smell on the blade.

I closed my eyes, and the darkness in front of me seemed to bring me back to that night, and the smell of blood seemed to be coming from that night, spreading continuously to this moment.

After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes and said to Han Zitong: "Living may not be a good thing."

“…”

"Maybe death will be a good ending."

“…”

Han Zitong was stunned when she heard this, but she seemed to be unable to understand what I was saying at all. But after a moment of being stunned, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then I tell you, if he really dies, if he really - then death is indeed a good ending for you!"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, I will make you worse than death!"

“…”

"I swear!"

I smiled faintly.

She was so angry that she was angry, but even though the short knife that was as sharp as iron was really in her hands, she was only a short distance from me, but she never could do it and just pulled the knife out of it.

She stood up straight, and the person was still gasping for anger, but I could clearly feel the fear in her anger, as if she was afraid that she would lose something most precious, and could only rely on such anger to conceal her helplessness and despair.

She glared at me again, then turned around and walked out.

The door was closed from outside.

And it was not until this moment that I had the opportunity to see the surrounding environment.

But immediately, I was discouraged.

This is just a room with no trace at all. It seems to be just to lock up a person, so the furnishings are the most ordinary.

If you want to go out, see where I am - Han Zitong is afraid he will really give me a knife.
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