Chapter 61 Goodbye without saying goodbye

(Well... One day when I saw a message from a spectator, the bug was really... I'm sorry~~ I'm wiping my sweat... Because the recent update has been unstable, the brother rudely removed the bugs off the shelves, and the bugs were repaid~~ The bugs asked weakly, do many spectators want to criticize the worms? ...In the remaining days of July, it is estimated that the update will really not be stable, and the bugs are really charging! It will be stable in August, and the top pot will run away, amen~~)

I have done so much just to ask you to look back, but now I don't see your look back. Whose fault is it that such a mistake is made? Is it still far away for me to be left in the future?

---The water is cold

Sunset Garden

When the east rising morning sun sprinkled the first morning sun in the sunset garden, the courtyard was still quiet, and you could almost hear the murmurs of the leaves. What are they talking about? Are you also worried about the man who is lying unconscious on the bed now?

......

A green-shirted woman came from afar from the long corridor connecting the room. Her beautiful face could not hide the fatigue between her eyebrows. At this moment, she approached the room with a hot breakfast in her hand.

"Squeak----"

Bing Ning stepped in, put the meal in her hand on the table, and whispered, "Miss, let's eat something first."

There was no response. She looked up through the thin screen embroidered with lilies. The woman's persistent figure made her eyes hurt, sighed slightly, and gently withdrew.

The room is quiet again, and there are only two people who are speechless at this moment...

The woman guarding the bedside sat there motionless. She didn't know that her eyes were full of the man's bloodless face. The obsidian eyes comparable to the gorgeous night sky are now surging with complex and inexplicable light, flowing shallowly and quietly.

At that time, she watched him fall, regardless of the familiar but strange feeling in her heart at that time, she placed him in her room and stayed by his side to take care of him. She said to herself that she did this just to repay him. After all, she did owe him.

It's just, is that true? Why is there still a diametrical rejection in my mind?

"What's wrong with me?" Xi Xinmiao asked gently to the man with his eyes closed, with doubt and confusion. Unfortunately, she didn't get any response. She had expected it for a long time, didn't she? But she seemed to be trapped in an endless murmur.

"Why did you show up? Isn't it good for us to be two parallel lines that never intersect? You don't know my existence, and I don't want to know your existence. She said faintly, and her tone was calm like a waveless dry well, but her eyes never left the man.

"You know, if time can be turned back, I really don't want to--" A slight pause, "I don't want to meet you. How can you wantonly disturb the track of my life? How can you get into my sight so forcibly? How can you give everything for me in return? How can it be...

Actually, I really hate you. What do you think, what right do you have to be so strong? Did you get my consent? You know, I don't like to be disturbed, you know!"

There was finally a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. The light was trembling and dark that people did not dare to look directly. Xi Xinmiao suddenly leaned down to the side of the cold water. His neck had already been against the cold blade, and there was already a very fine trace of blood oozing along the blade, and the dagger was holding it. In Xi Xinmiao's hand, "Do you think I really dare not kill you? I have never been a good person, and I won't let any threat exist, including you. Why don't you resist and take action! Aren't you the master of the bloody valley!"

The obviously rising tone showed the owner's anger, but the man lying quietly was still indifferent, as if he were asleep. The inconspicuous upward curvature on his lips seems to be the tolerance and doting of the woman in front of him.

Xi Xin looked at the man with wide eyes. After a long time, he was finally unable to take the dagger and smiled bitterly. "Do you think you will give me everything I want, including your life?" It's like asking him and asking yourself.

Maybe the answer is very clear, but she doesn't want to face it at all...

The room fell into silence again until the call at the door.

"Miss?" Bing Ning tapped at the door and asked softly.

"What's the matter?"

"The prince came with the imperial edict. It's for you, you see..." Bingning whispered, and her face was already cold. There was no response in the room. Bingning was considering whether to go in or not, and the door creaked open.

At the door, Xi Xinmiao was still wearing the clothes changed at night. Her expression was cold. She looked at the direction of the hall with an unpredictable look and stroked the cuffs to take the lead.

Looking at the back that left first, she was lonely and unruly, and her hair swaying behind three thousand ink. There seemed to be her faint fragrance in the air, and the ice condensed slightly and then quickly followed.

It's still the same room, but now there is only the man left.

I don't know if it's an illusion. The smile on his lips does not seem to decrease, but there is a trend of continuous expansion! No, it's not an illusion. He's really laughing! This smile covered up the pale haggardness on his heavenly face at this moment. The lotus-like man is magnificent, pure and noble. This smile actually makes people feel that it is the only brilliance between heaven and earth!

A more magical scene happened: the closed eyes slowly opened, and a flash of light poured out in an instant. Everything in the world was not comparable to that moment!

Shui Yanhan sat up, and a pair of watery eyes were faint, but there was no omission to put the decorations in the Xi Xinmiao room into his eyes. Although his face was haggard, the towering atmosphere that he faintly exuded from the world was suffocating a sense of urgency. He is still the dangerous master of the world. This can't be changed in any way.

He did not get up in a hurry, but continued to sit on the couch. His slender hands with clear bones and lotus-like jade gently stroked the greasy silk. His smile did not diminish, and his eyes were soft, like a stream of water.

Suddenly, the air was filled with a strange smell of blood that was not strong. The person concerned unconsciously said to the air that there was no other than him: "Do you know why I hurt you?"

His words were very light, but they spread in the room.

I don't know when an empty room has knelt on a mysterious man in black, with black hair covering his face and being embarrassed. Could it be that he has just been in this room? He can appear mysteriously between his beards, hides without a trace, and even his heart is not aware of it. His power is so deep that it is horrible.

However, he seems to be extremely respectful to the cold water, "Those who offend the valley master, die."

He did not look up and spit out his words as if they came from Shura Hell. Every word seemed to be soaked in the blood abyss under the layers of purgatory, killing and bloodthirsty. The tone is extremely cold and natural. He doesn't feel that he is wrong. As the guardian of the Blood Valley, the meaning of his existence is to protect the safety of the valley masters of all generations. He will only appear when the life of the dangerous valley owner is safe, and all those who have bad intentions will die.

Does Xi Xinmiao know that she actually walked around the ghost door when she was holding the dagger close to the cold water? If Shui Yihan hadn't noticed his abnormal movements and stopped him unconsciously, I'm afraid that the owner of this room would have been a cold corpse at this moment.

Hearing the words of the blood slave, Shui Jihan recalled the seemingly ordinary but extremely dangerous scene just now. "Remember, never think about hurting her!"

The blood slave who knelt on the ground was shocked, as if he didn't believe that his guardian Valley Lord would say such a thing.

"You heard it right. If she has any damage, there will be no need for blood slaves in the future." Shui Yihan glanced at him without any waves. He stood up and came to him and said lightly.

"Yes!" Although he was stunned, he finally responded. Looking at the hem of his master's white robe not far from him, he stood casually but the depression in it made the blood slave feel breathless. He did not dare to look up. He knew that if he was a little closer, it must be the end of his muscles and bones. He worshipped his master deeply and devoutly, and felt that the depression disappeared and immediately disappeared.

Just after the disappearance of the man called the blood slave, a series of coughs came from the room. His cold hands were close to his lips, trying to restrain the continuous cough. His face was also a trace of flush because of the cough, and he lowered his hand after a slight relaxation.

Covering the thin blood marks on the neck, there seems to be a cold touch of metal, pale skin, enchanting bright red, speechless contrast, with ghostly dazzling. The blue eyes are misty with water and rain, and the perfect chin curve is soft at this moment.

"If you want my life..."

He didn't go on, but the curvature of his lips and the curve of his chin have been softening...