Chapter 13

"Xiao Xia, Xiao Zhangmen, you probably don't know that I hated your highness at that time... Such an arrogant nature should be used to trample on the dust."

In addition to the fact that he couldn't control his emotions at the beginning because of the so-called truth, Xiao Song has slowly calmed down. After all, the secret of Ningxin's calmness is not in vain. She looked at him coldly. Although her tone was plain, the words she spit out were completely vicious: "Beast, you have made so many murders. One day, you will be punished."

"Retribution?" He sneered: "I never believe in life. There is really retribution, and you should be with me. After all, my sins are caused by you. If you hadn't ignored it at the beginning, I wouldn't have done this step."

Xiao Song said coldly, "You are such a person. No matter whether I accept you or not, you will not be kind."

Xiao Song said such a sure word because he knew the original work. Whether a person like Xiao Qiu or not, he will hate her, which is even more effective than fate. However, this is very dazzling in the eyes of the teenager. He bent the corners of his mouth coldly and said self-deprecatingly, "Indeed, I should be a born villain, and I can't do all the bad things. Whether you accept me or not, I will hate you and never be grateful..."

His fingers rubbed her delicate face, and his black eyes looked at her firmly: "You look at me like this, aren't you?"

Xiao Song frowned in disgust.

He suddenly laughed, as if he had encountered the funniest thing, which made him laugh so much. After a long time, he finally stopped laughing and stared at her face with a pair of bloody eyes, as if to devour her alive: "In this case, I'm afraid it's not your kindness to me if you don't do anything worse."

His tone was so wrong that Xiao Song couldn't help jumping his eyelids and his body suddenly stiffened: "You..."

The teenager laughed too excitedly, and his jade cheeks were slightly red, making his face more and more beautiful: "If I commit a heinous crime, you won't let us go to hell together if we are so dirty."

He stepped on the bed neatly, turned over and fell on Xiao Song's body. He put one hand on Xiao Song's side face and supported his body. The other jade white hand slowly rubbed her slender neck along the curve of her body. His fingers are slender and slender, and his joints are not as thick as ordinary men, but very delicate. But this is not a pair of well-fed hands, with thick oldcocoon in the palms, hard and rough, rubbing Xiao Song's delicate skin, bringing an indescribable pain.

Xiao Song did not move, but looked at him coldly, and there was no emotion in his eyes. Except for that obvious, he could neither hide nor hide his disgust. As a crippled person who lost his martial arts, no matter how hard he struggled, it was futile to let this person see a joke!

Her eyes made him feel unright, and the hand that had rubbed on her slender neck suddenly tightened... Xiao Song's lips overflowed with a muffled hum, and she only felt that the air in her lungs was pulled out little by little, and her eyes were getting darker and darker. Even if he had foreseen his ending for a long time, in the face of this torture death, Xiao Song instinctively struggled when his mind dissipated at the last moment. Her lower body could not move at all. She could only twist her waist, put her hands softly on the hand that held her, trying to break free.

is undoubtedly the big tree.

Xiao Song can't see clearly in front of her eyes. She has experienced many deaths, but she has never died neatly. It has never been as grievous and frightening as it is now. Without any strength in her hand, she softly let go of her hand and landed on the bed on one side.

After a struggle, Xiao Song's clothes were very messy, and his belt had been rubbed open, and his skirts were scattered, revealing his jade-white round shoulders. The wooden hairpin has already fallen from the hair, and a dark green silk scattered like running water, against the snow-white skin, which is very eye-catching. Almost suffocation made her originally cold and snowy cheeks blush, and her dark eyes were hazy with water mist. After losing the focal length, she looked very confused...

This seductive appearance is indeed hundreds of times better than the usual high posture!

And the original movement of pinching the slender neck slowly changed. The teenager's hand gradually loosened, slowly slid down the neck, climbed over the round shoulder, and slowly leaned into her shirt...

A sharp pain suddenly came from the wrist supporting his body. The teenager frowned and woke up, but Xiao Song, who had returned to his senses, was hateful and angry. He bit his hand on her side with all kinds of powerlessness. The force was really too fierce, as if he was going to bite down his flesh and blood, no With half a trace of affection.

He hardened the floor across her face, and his fingers were slightly under her chin, and Xiao Song's tight teeth could only be loosened weakly. He looked at her eyebrows carefully, completely ignoring his bloody wrist, and suddenly smiled: "You really hate me..."

Xiao Song didn't say anything, and the hatred in his eyes almost destroyed everything, but in an instant he seemed to care about nothing. He turned his face and stopped looking at him... It seemed that it was an insult to look more.

"Vary..." He restrained his smile and whispered in her ear, "Then hate me more..."

The belt was pulled away, and the skirt was forcibly pulled away. Xiao Song's hands and feet were soft, and there was no resistance at all. He could only allow him to do whatever he wanted rudely... No*, only torture. She bit her lips, and her lips turned white, but she didn't say a word, and she didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

"Look at me!" The teenager gave the order, but Xiao Song ignored it at all. Mu Mu was like a dead man. If his body hadn't trembled gently, he really thought that she was unconscious at this time.

His eyes deepened and turned her over without pity, making her lie down in an extremely humiliating posture. He stretched out from Xiao Song's back, grabbed her slender waist, raised her buttocks and took it to his arms, but the other hand tightly grabbed her neck. He lowered his head, and his blood-red lips pressed against her auricle, forcing her to look at him: "In this world, there is a person who cares about you so much. Even if it's just because of hatred, you should be happy..."

Xiao Song was a little out of breath. Finally, he couldn't control his emotions and sneered: "... I won't hate you, you, no, deserve it! Well..." Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed into her dry body, as if a blunt knife had split her body alive in half without any pleasure, and the pain tormented every nerve of her. Xiao Song finally couldn't help screaming, and his whole body was **. And the teenager didn't care about this at all. He just rampaged in her body. Every move was a capital punishment for Xiao Song. Xiao Song's face still had two points of blood color faded away, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and his lips were bitten out of blood, slowly flowing down the corners of his lips. The extreme pain made her a little dizzy... In a daze, she only heard the hoarse sound of the man with a slight gasping in her ear:

"Pep Mu, my name... Don't forget the person you should hate."

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Xiao Song suddenly woke up from the extreme pain. She thought she had died and died in such a humiliating and unbearable situation. Although she was painful and unwilling, she faintly had a few broken-off happiness... Although she had been mocking that human beings would not die if they did not do it, she never thought that she would one day be done. Dead←_←! It's really embarrassing!

But now it is a green that covers the sky and the sun. The warm touch on the body, the shallow but real breath, the halo emitted between the mottled leaves, the fragrance of flowers mixed with the fresh fragrance of soil... Everything looks so real. Xiao Song didn't know what year it was... What's going on?

Xiao Song touched his face in a trance, and his tentacles were cold sweat. Xiao Song bit his lips, and the bone-grave pain seemed to be imprinted in her soul, making her soul hurt. All the memories were still in front of her, and it was so clear that it was not like a dream... How could it be a dream?

Holding the thin quilt, she curled up and shrank into a small ball.

"How do you feel?" Such a sentence suddenly sounded in the sea.

Xiao Song curled up and did not open his eyes: "...is it true?"

"If you want it to be true, it is true. This is just a possibility."

"...why?"

"What causes you choose to plant will bear some results. You should have expected it from the beginning.

When Xiao Song heard that this was just a possibility that had not yet happened, Xiao Song was really relieved, but after that, she desperately wanted to swear... Go to your sister!

"I just didn't take him in, but I didn't hurt him from beginning to end! He has been a beggar for so many years. What kind of coldness has he never seen? The white eyes that should be tasted and the coldness of the world that should be seen should also be known! Why is he only targeting me? This is unfair!"

The god complained coldly: "Because you are cannon fodder, the rest are passers-by. The division of labor is different, the roles are different, and the treatment is naturally different."

I'll go! This cannon fodder is not as good as passers-by!

Xiao Song roared self-abandoned, "... What on earth do you want me to do?! Will he hate me to the bone whether I accept him or not? No matter whether I treat him well or not, I can't escape that kind of end? So what's the point of what I'm doing now? Anyway, the plot is doomed, isn't it? No matter how hard I try, I can't beat the plot, can I?"

The god reminded coolly, "Don't forget that you have escaped the plot in the first life."

Xiao Song was angry: "Why do you force me like this!"

The god was silent for a moment: "...so arrogant, believe it or not, I will ignore you?"

Xiao Song: "..." In the face of such a person, even if you want to be sad, you can't be sad anymore. It doesn't matter if you ignore me. Can you give me your body?"

"...do you think it's possible?"

Xiao Song: "..."

The sound of gentle footsteps not far away is not heavy, but it is particularly clear in Xiao Song's ears - it is Yu Lan. Xiao Song opened his eyes slightly, but saw the little beggar who followed quietly behind Yu Lan?! How can there be outsiders in the Ziqing faction?

In the dream, what Xiao Qiu said to her suddenly came to his mind... He said that he hid not far away and saw everything she said to Lan... Isn't it?!

Xiao Song almost couldn't help jumping off the lounge chair: "Is he Xiao Qiu?"

The great god said concisely: "Obviously."

After getting the positive answer, Xiao Song was shocked: "How could this happen?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Even if he can't see the current appearance of the great god, Xiao Song knows that she is despised just by listening to this tone. But what originally happened in the dream suddenly appeared in reality. How can this feeling be ecstasy? It should be said that it is more than ecstasy, it is simply a thrill!

New hatred and old hatred suddenly came to mind. After a long time, Xiao Song, who calmed down, showed a fierce face and encouraged him to keep calm and asked, "Can I... destroy him?" Since no matter what cause is planted, she simply went bad to the end and directly strangled the threat in the cradle.

After a while of silence, the voice of the great god came up: "Did I tell you something?"

Xiao Song was stunned: "What?"

"Every novel is supported by the protagonist. I stop you from killing the protagonist not only because your task is related to him, but most importantly..." He dragged the long voice. In Xiao Song's not-beautiful foreboding, he unfortunately confirmed her conjecture: "If you kill the protagonist, this illusory two-dimensional world will Collapse. As an intruder, your ending will never be much better. In the twisted space, your soul is very likely to be torn to pieces and completely disappear from the world.

Xiao Song: "...Do I have any other choice but to please him?"

"What do you think?"

Xiao Song shed a series of sad tears for himself. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death. It is obvious that the person you hate most is there, but you can't knife him!

"Patience, life is not like this, full of all kinds of helplessness. Just hone your mind... Whose life is smooth sailing?"

Xiao Song complained coldly: "Whose life is as fateful and disaster-prone as me?"

"What do you need!"

Xiao Song's voice was even colder: "Yes, why do I have to do this! Obviously, he is not dead with one foot. He should have seen everything. However, I still love this mortal world, and I deserve it, but I still have to complain about it! People like me really deserve to die! What are you doing alive?"

Isn't this... sure it's insinuing that someone is more old and immortal?

"Xiao Xiao, that's what you think!" The god sighed, "I don't know that you have such a fragile and vicissitudes of heart under your heartless appearance! I really don't care about you too much!"

Xiao Song: "..."

"Since you have determined to die, I have nothing to say. I wanted to tell you about the task this time, but now there is no need to think about it. As for the body that is about to be successfully molded, it's useless. I'm going to destroy it..."

Xiao Song's head is full of black lines: "Wait!"

The great god asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"

"...Since you have contacted me, just talk about the task."

"Aren't you going to die?"

Xiao Song gritted his teeth and said, "... Suddenly I don't want to die. Say it quickly."

The god said word by word, "It's not difficult for you to put it bluntly - that is, let Xiao Qiu fall in love with you.

"...don't make trouble."

The god suddenly aggrieved: "I'm obviously very serious. There's no trouble!"

"Okay..." Xiao Song, who couldn't stand this coquettishness, rolled his eyes at the bottom of his heart. "I think Xiao Qiu has always loved me so much that he wanted to kill me. It's really not difficult to love and kill each other like this.

"You are wrong. The so-called love and killing is just a unique expression of hatred of fragile ** teenagers. Don't be sentimental.

"...He is not so unique to others."

The god also sighed: "Because others are not as good-looking as cannon fodder as you!"

Go to die, die, die!

"If the task is really easy to do, I won't ask you to do it. Do you think it's so simple to reshape your body? It is much harder to love someone than to hate someone. Speaking of..." The god paused, "Little Xiaoxiao, it's not that people say you, you, sometimes it's really hateful."

"...do you have it?"

"Of course there is. Look at you, your mouth is so cheap, you can't listen to your words, your heart is like an iron stone, you are like a snake and a scorpion, heartless and lungs, and your temper is more smelly than a stone in the latrine! I also like to put on a tall and stinky face... Just looking at your expression, the slightly fragile heart will directly hate you. Thanks to this god's tolerance and kindness, I can endure you..."

Xiao Song: "..." It turned out that she didn't know that she had failed so much!

However, speaking of being superior... Xiao Qiu seems to have asked her so much? She touched her face uncerily: "Am I very high?" She clearly behaved very kindly and kindly!

Unexpectedly, the god didn't give her any face: "It's not only high, but also a face that rejects people thousands of miles away. It's really... Don't be too obvious! Xiaoxiao, don't treat others as fools!"

Xiao Song is even more uncertain: "I didn't..., right?"

"You must be guilty! You don't have enough confidence! You know it's wrong!" A proud face of a villain.

The word 'ten' prominently on Xiao Song's forehead: "Enough soul!"

"Are you going to take this task or not?"

"...term?"

"Before your body or Xiao Qiu's longevity is over."

Xiao Song asked carefully tentatively, "...I said, what if I fail?"

The great god said concisely: "Dead!"

Xiao Song had a headache and said, "...I know."

The tone of the god sounds very gratifying: "It seems that you have made a choice... That's right! Ants are still alive, not to mention that you are such a greedy villain who is afraid of death. Why do you pretend to be a great hero?

"...get out."