Fu Yunsheng's white fingers fell on the door panel, and his eyes fell on Xie Yu's body. "How did you come?"

It sounds dumb.

Xie Yu frowned and didn't look at the sword beside him. He looked at Fu Yunsheng and said, "what's the matter with you? What's the matter with your voice? Did you get hurt in today's martial arts competition?"

Fu Yunsheng seemed a little tired, "No."

Xie Yu's smile on the corner of his lips slowly faded. He stood there and pursed his lips. After a long time, he said with a smile, "Fu Yunsheng, do you like me so much?"

For a moment, Fu Yunsheng wanted to deny, but he felt that there was nothing to deny.

Even if we deny it, what can we do?

Xie Yu saw that he didn't speak, so he stood in the same place and nodded slowly, "OK, OK, I know."

With that, he didn't even take the saber he threw aside and walked away.

Fu Yunsheng looked at his back. Until Xie Yu's back completely disappeared in the field of vision, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the lonely sword beside him.

He looked at it for two seconds, and blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

Xuanyi is wet behind, bloody smell and a touch of flannel flowers intertwined together, and was blown in the wind.

Fu Yunsheng closed his eyes and heard the familiar voice.

You see, he's gone. 】

the voice was evil and gloating. It kept repeating as if it would never stop.

The bright red blood glided down his white chin and landed on his black clothes drop by drop.

Fu Yunsheng's consciousness gradually blurred. He slammed the door, leaving a little blood on the ground and Xie Yu's lonely sword.

As I said earlier, there is no good man in the world. You almost killed him at the beginning. Can he still love you? 】

[don't dream. 】

- don't dream.

Don't dream...

the four words repeated in his mind, and eroded Fu Yunsheng over and over again. Fu Yunsheng walked into the room with some difficulty and almost fell down several times.

A few steps are as long as hundreds and thousands of steps.

I do not know how long, he finally came to the table, stained with blood when a grasp of the table that mackerel bead.

It's not small, but it's not big.

It emits a faint heat, only a little, but it is enough for Fu Yunsheng.

The evil voice that constantly fills the mind, like weeds, grows savagely.

And the Pearl, like a ray of light shining into the dark, stopped all wild weeds from growing.

I don't know why. It seems that Fu Yunsheng suddenly has the power to cut through thorns and thorns. Just like people in the dark, he walked out slowly following the light.

When the voice in my mind gradually weakened, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Hello." The master was lazy and came in with a few boxes in his arms. Then he threw the boxes in front of him and smashed them over. "Why don't you tell me if you're uncomfortable?"

Fu Yunsheng's body was stiff. He had no idea that he would return.

But he turned his head and didn't want to see him.

Xie Yu seemed to be angry. He stretched out his hand impatiently and took his hand. The hand was not warm like the one he had soaked in the ice cellar.

Fu Yunsheng was stunned by the warmth. For a moment, he was greedy for the warmth.

It's too late to pull out.

Xie Yu took his hand and frowned, "devil?"