She is falling.
With the scorching heat around her body, her long hair turned to ashes almost instantly, and she knew that she herself would also turn into ashes and bones in the next moment, disappearing from the world without a trace.
She obviously didn't want to die so uselessly, but she couldn't figure out how to dance to such a result after dancing.
What flows through my heart in an instant is not regret or regret, but encounters from previous lives to this life. The strange thing is that most of those painful memories have disappeared, as if burned by this fire, as if by this dance. Speeding through the sea of fire, but it's all the gentle smiles of those who are warm, warm, loving, supportive, and beautiful in memory...
"Bang." A crack sounded like a bell in my ears.
Then there were two more bangs, and the next moment she stopped, and was hugged tightly by a body.
The familiar cool ice and snow breath made her body freeze immediately.
Could it be...
Tears suddenly welled up in my eyes for no reason.
Three days and nights of waiting, the madness of the last dance, the despair of the last glance, she had bid farewell to the past at the moment of falling, and then found herself in his arms.
But... it's too late after all, isn't it...
She remembered that the sea of flames was raging beneath her, and there was nowhere to stand.
His body was so cool, after so long, he finally returned to the temperature she was familiar with, no, it was countless times cooler than in memory.
Under such extreme coldness, the high temperature on her skin was rapidly reduced, and there were countless thin crackling sounds around her body, as if something was rapidly condensing and melting rapidly, and the cycle went on and on, and she felt that the temperature around her had dropped significantly. down.
Before the fire, Wanjun was stiff.
Everyone raised their heads and stared dumbfounded at the wonderful scene in the fire scene.
In the flames, the man plunged into the sea of flames. At first, the flames rushed up, but in an instant, the flames stopped, and then the snow color condensed on the man's body. As soon as it condensed, it melted, and when it hardened, it condensed. In a continuous cycle, The flame gradually weakened, and around the two people who embraced each other, there was a piece of scorched black after the fire was extinguished, and then a piece of frost condensed, and the color of ice and snow expanded into a circle, with the two of them as the center, continuously going down and toward the fire field. down, until a transparent rotating channel extends...
"Bang." With a sound, the two fell into the burnt-out hall and disappeared from everyone's sight.
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"Bang." Jing Hengbo and Gong Yin hugged each other and crashed straight down, followed the passage left by the burnt pillar, and finally landed heavily on the hot ground.
But they didn't stop, there was another bang, something collapsed under them, and they continued to fall, falling down one layer.
As the world was spinning, he didn't use his true strength to resist anymore, but just wrapped her tightly with both arms, protecting her in his arms all the time.
Jing Hengbo was already half-drunk, so he couldn't stand such tossing and tossing. She started to vomit as soon as she opened her mouth. She hadn't eaten anything for three days, and there was nothing to vomit. What she vomited was gastric acid water. On other people, he held her head tightly and let her spray the filth on his clothes.
A scene flashed in her mind, she was also drunk, and she once splashed vomit all over him. At that time, he was like today, holding her in his arms without hesitation.
Tears filled her eyes suddenly.
From the beginning to the present, who has changed, what is credible, and what should be questioned?
If you talk about love, why did the poisonous poison be sent to the deep palace in the wind and snow.
If you say you don't love her, why change up and support her at any time.
If it is about love, why does she have to use this method to force herself into a corner before she is willing to show up.
If you say you don't love. Why run all the way covered in wind and frost.
If you talk about love, why did you let her wait until despair devours her heart.
If you say you don't love her, why are you willing to accompany her into the fire.
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No matter whether a word of love or not love floated through her heart, the tears were instantly dried by the heat, and she suddenly felt that the coolness on his body was gradually fading. Immediately, he felt his arms holding her loosen gradually.
She was startled, thinking that she was out of danger now, wouldn't this guy want to run away again? Then all my painstaking efforts would be in vain.
Just at this time, there was a **** behind her, and she was about to roll down, but he let go of his arms, but it seemed that he wanted to stay on the upper floor. She hastily stretched out her arms to grab him, and the two rolled down obliquely.
There was another round of dizziness, her body was in pain from the soil steps, she stopped after a long while, bumped into the soil layer, and then he bumped into it again, making her groan, and the acid water in her stomach was almost squeezed again let's go.
She snorted, grabbed him, turned over and rode on him without saying a word, her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, no matter what the reason is to guard against men and women, she finally caught him, how could he allow him to escape again?
She quickly pulled out the rope from her waist, which she had prepared three days ago. Bind his waist three or two times, the end of the rope is tied with a hook, and the hook is hooked on the end of the rope on his wrist.
Learned the lesson from the last time, I dare not use the chain again, afraid of freezing again, and I dare not tie it to other objects such as pillars, for fear that he will tear the pillar away regardless, so I just tie myself—if you have the guts, go away , drag me along.
Still not at ease, she stretched out her finger and tapped her knuckles on his lower abdomen, locking the true energy in his dantian. This is a move in Mingyue Xin's mind. She practiced it for a long time before she learned it half-baked.
He didn't move, let her manipulate him, he seemed to be dizzy, Jing Hengbo felt his body was limp, with a layer of sweat on his body, as if he had lost his strength.
Jing Hengbo didn't believe him. He had acted weak many times, but once he got angry, he was all kinds of tough, okay?
After finishing the work, she let out a long breath, turned her head to look up, and could see the faint light of the fire. It can be seen that this is a basement, the switch is somewhere on the ground above, and there is a ladder going down, because it is relatively deep, and also because There is ventilation, so the bottom is not hot.
There is a cave in above, and a little light can be seen. The light in the basement is dim, she is not surprised that there is a basement here, because almost all the big families and palaces in Dahuang have authentic basements, and even she built the Shangyuan Palace by herself, under the persuasion of her subordinates, after a few days. There are mezzanines and tunnels left in the palace.
The bottom started to catch fire first, which probably softened the original portal, and then it was hit by the momentum of their falling from a high place, and it collapsed directly.
The fire has not stopped, it is very dangerous to go out now, and no one else can get in, so just stay below.
She turned her head and saw his clothes when she lowered her eyes, she was immediately out of breath.
It was this **** clothes that almost killed her! Why don't you dress up as Yeluqi?
The clothes were also stained with a lot of filth, and the smell was unpleasant, so she decided to clean it up.
Pick him up and see if a person who cares about face like him has the guts to go out and run naked?
Thinking of this, she regretted it a lot. She felt that the last time she caught him in the hut in Xianqiao Valley, she had gone in the wrong direction at the beginning. What kind of chains and closed acupuncture points were all superfluous. If she had caught him and stripped him, she would not have to Working so hard to force this match almost cost him his life.
She raised her hand, snorted, and flung out her robe.
He seemed to raise his hand to block it, and said something in a low voice, but his voice was vague, she leaned closer to listen, vaguely saying that he couldn't? what can't? Don't make it sound like my sister is going to **** you, okay?
I think I can, I can!
She flicked her hand viciously, and pushed his horizontal arm away, but he didn't use any strength at all to stop him, and he fell softly aside with a flick.
Jing Hengbo curled his lips contemptuously—pretending, how much he wanted to be picked up!
He raised his hand again, and Shen Yi also flew away.
The remaining obscene clothes, long clothes and trousers, she thought about it, would he appear in front of the crowd with this look?
Thinking about it, she still seemed uneasy. She was terrified of him.
Fingers grabbed the collar of the obscene clothes, and there was another snort, and the clothes were torn.
But she couldn't tear it off completely, because she saw his chest.
I saw the reddish mark on his chest, and the fingers were long and slightly protruding. On the same color of jade-like background, it is vivid.
She paused, staring at the trace, only feeling dazzling.
From the beginning of suspicion, how many times she tried to find this trace, who knew that he even put the mask on his chest.
She remembered that his Prajna Snowfield could repair the skin without leaving any traces on the body, but this wound, for some reason, was engraved on his skin.
She stared blankly at the trace, thinking of the snow that night and the fire that night. This road has been ups and downs, how many words have been blurred in silence, to this day, do you have to rely on scars to answer?
I couldn't help stroking him gently with my fingers, and when my fingertips touched his chest, I couldn't help but let out a huh—it wasn't cold anymore, it was even a little hot.
She remembered that he had been hot and cold since the beginning of his disguise, and it was this that had deceived her for a long time. She always thought it was caused by his intentional control, but now it seems that it is not the case?
Her fingers couldn't help groping on his chest. Sure enough, her body started to feel hot, but near her heart, there was a cold, extremely cold place. She could feel that the coldness seemed to be hidden deep in her body and would not melt for a long time.
She couldn't be sure what was going on here. According to common sense in martial arts, it might be the place where he stored ice and snow true energy. It's like her dantian where she stores her true energy.
Not all martial arts practitioners have their true qi circulation center in the dantian.
She remembered poking there last time, which almost killed her. She thought that this must be his fate, so she quickly took her hand away.
She was so busy on his chest, ignoring her restless soft fingers, and faintly heard a crackling sound in his throat, which seemed to be a grunt or a moan, and then her fingers touched a little harder.
She was stunned, wondering why she didn't notice just now? What's wrong with him, as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the faint light, but he saw that half of the skin under his eyes was like snow, and a line of collarbone was like jade. Slight sweat oozes on the snow-like skin, and there is a more seductive light in the darkness. The red of cherry blossoms is born with twinkling.
She was stunned, and subconsciously looked down, only to find that his waistline was smooth and tight, and his messy obscene clothes had been pulled down to his waist. The look that was waiting to be trampled almost caused her nose to bleed.
She was afraid that if she really sprayed his nosebleeds on his chest, it would be really embarrassing, so she hurriedly covered her nose with one hand and grabbed his obscene clothes that were divided into two halves to cover him.
In the haze, he suddenly made a sound, sighed long and long, and then he stretched out his hand, pushed away her groping hand, pressed her back of the head with one hand, and pressed her against his chest.
There was a bang when her nose hit his chest, almost literally knocking out the nosebleed.
But she didn't bother to wipe her nose, and said happily: "You have reacted, answer me quickly... um!"
He pressed the back of her head, pressed her tightly against him, and his lips automatically found hers. There was no need to doubt or hesitate. He came from thousands of miles just to enter her ocean at this moment.
Her sea of fragrance is indeed the sweetest and warmest place in the world, and it is an irreplaceable fragrance that will always be in his memory. How many days of walking in the changing, those cold nights, long winds, lonely lamps and cold windows, the long time, it is these beautiful memories that pass the difficult loneliness. In the end, the bitterness of life is neither bitter nor sweet. There is only a peony in my heart, swaying at the end of Penglai, telling him to work hard for her.
This peony, watered by his painstaking efforts, is about to grow today, her shining thorns are shining with the cold light of the armor, and she exudes a piercing fragrance at the end of the **** fire, leading him to throw himself into the fire.
In the fire, her lips and teeth are also a scorching fire, which can always ignite him at the first time. I don't know if it's him trembling, or her trembling, or if they are all trembling uncontrollably——Let's leave for too long, hate Too long, loving for too long, waiting for too long, it seems that in the endless pursuit, I have spent my whole life.
It seemed easy to meet and yet too difficult, so that the two of them put aside all their entanglements for a moment, and only indulged themselves to taste the long-lost partner. Because they were so excited, the teeth of the two collided slightly, making a series of thin clicking sounds. Finally, he found the right place, pried open her teeth, and rushed into her world. The grunting sound seemed to be filled with resentment, and the mouth opened slightly, as if wanting to bite down hard, biting off the arrogance of this restrained and domineering man, but the result of opening his lips was that he squeezed in and tasted even more ferociously, She was hit so hard that her tongue was numb, and she had no choice but to let him attack the city, but her heart was not reconciled, so her hands fumbled around his body, and suddenly touched his lower abdomen, which was soft, pliable and silky, smooth and delicate, and seemed to be slightly elastic. , just fit the width of her palm, her palm was covered, and suddenly she didn't want to leave, and she suddenly understood that even if she met countless heroes and talents along the way, like a group of flowers competing for beauty, she always felt that his temperature was the most suitable, his The figure fits best, his fragrance smells the best, and everything about him makes her most lustful.
The one she loves has always been him, always the real him. Her subconscious is so persistent that when she hates it, she is unwilling to change it.
Even though she met countless him along the way, each of them has his shadow, but because he is not the complete and authentic him, even though she was puzzled and moved, she never fell in love with "others".
Her Jing Hengbo will always be the soul who traveled from modern times to another world, and the person she chooses will always be the Gong Yin who sat up on her bed coldly and said to her "Your Majesty, you can escape three times".
She escaped the mountains and seas, the tortures in the world, but she couldn't escape the barriers she set for herself.
Her mood was turbulent and messy, so she rubbed her hands on his belly cheaply, as if her heart was being rubbed back and forth at the same moment, but she forgot that the position was also very close to some vital points, and vaguely heard him groan, Immediately, the almost ferocious kiss suddenly turned gentle and delicate, tossing and sucking, tossing and retreating, the tip of the tongue kept brushing her lips and teeth, waves like the sweetest waves, she ravaged him with all her strength in such ferocity , but felt weak in such tenderness, and vaguely heard the voice in his throat, which was also soft and gentle, almost moaning, just listening to it like this, she felt so good that her whole body became weak, hot, and wet...
She also gasped suddenly, and her arms couldn't help but hug him even tighter. He only felt that her arms were like the softest brocade vines in the world. He would like to be bound like this for a lifetime, but he wanted to bind her even more to himself In his arms, just like he wanted to see her flying high in the sky, but he didn't want her to fly out of his sight. The conflicting moods made him feel a little dry in his heart. He only felt that it was good to hold her down and kiss him, but it was not enough, so he suddenly turned over and pressed her under him.
There is a rope around his waist tied to her, this time the rope becomes shorter, she and he both feel tight, but what follows is the boiling of blood, the cheering of cells, the restlessness of youthful desire...Jing Hengbo Feeling the clean and strong masculine breath of his body, feeling his body overlapping his own in an instant, no one wants to speak at this moment, no need to explain or answer, just want to release the emotions that have been accumulated for too long, in each other's arms above the body.
At this moment, she recalled in a trance in her mind that in the modern world, she had seen some blockbuster movies in the island country, in which there seemed to be a method of restraint to add to the fun...God forgive her for not doing it on purpose.
He was panting, and his breath was hot on her neck. She could feel the panting frequency too fast, and she didn't know why, and she felt uneasy. Thinking of him running all the way, exhausted, if it is really appropriate to come to a game at this time...
When I thought about it this way, I was suddenly startled again—why is it appropriate to think about him, but not whether I want to or not? Don't you still have hatred and doubts in your heart? Why are you willing to give it so rashly? Is it a bit cheap?
Maybe it was a normal physiological reaction, maybe his shadow never faded from my heart these days, and my doubts deepened day by day. At this moment, her body told her she wanted it, but her mind told her that it seemed that it was not the time.
His skin became even hotter, like a smooth silk satin that had been baked by fire, cruising on her body, those warm and soft rubbing, trembling breathing and stroking, were enough to ignite the reason of all young people in love. At this moment, the air is hot Yes, the land is hot, even the breath that touches the face is hot and gentle, the blood in the veins is boiling, every piece of skin is calling, calling for intimate approach, thorough exposure, and fierce penetration.
She suddenly felt dangerous, only felt that the rope seemed to be too tight, and he was too excited, in the dim light, he could see his neck tense, and he felt that he was breathing too fast. His upper body was raised slightly, she couldn't know his heartbeat, but her own heart was already beating like a galloping horse.
After so long, she has developed an intuition for danger. Suddenly she turned over and pressed him under her body again. The rope let go again. Both of them trembled. Her body became weak and she lay on his chest uncontrollably. , I felt that bone-penetrating coldness again, even colder than before. He felt his body go limp suddenly, and he fell to the ground even weaker than before.
The tense tension was slightly relaxed, and her heart was a little more at ease, but the anger in her body could not be dispelled. She stretched her hand down unconsciously...but he suddenly grabbed her hand.
"Hengbo..." He seemed very tired, his voice was very low and nasal, so it sounded even more seductive, "Stop moving...I don't want to now..."
She suddenly became angry-speaking as if sister wanted to **** you! Obviously you did it first! Tease first!
After Anger Comes Depression—Why? Regardless of other things, from a physical point of view, is sister really so unattractive? Every time at a critical moment, he calls to stop, isn't it the woman who is hypocritical...
Frustration followed by anger—yes, the old score has not been settled, is there any reason for him now? Let's make things clear!
She swiped her hand, despising herself, she wanted to slap herself, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of him, she gritted her teeth and grabbed his neck, "Tell me why!" There is no reason, otherwise she will definitely go crazy.
He was motionless, his eyes were slightly closed, his throat was strangled, and his voice sounded deeper and more seductive.
"No reason."
Jing Hengbo sat up straight like a cat that had been pricked by a needle.
"Goodbye." She lost the excitement just now, and said coldly, "I will only say this once. See you next time. You and I are enemies of life and death."
"Jing Hengbo!" He stretched out his hand to grab her, his voice was urgent, almost stern.
She shook off his hand fiercely, "Get out!" She got up, but forgot that the two were connected by a rope, and she got up together, and he was half-lifted, and saw a rope around his waist was deeply strangled. In the meat, he didn't say a word.
She watched with a slight pain in her heart, but after the pain was over, she became even more angry.
What on earth is he going to do!
Masochistic?
If you love to abuse yourself, go to a place where there is no one, just abuse yourself, don't implicate her, toss her and play with her!
She has only one heart, and she can't stand such a day-by-day grind.
"Gong Yin!" She couldn't take it anymore, she broke out, sat on Gong Yin's body, and pointed at his nose.
"Is there such a madness as you in the world? Lie to me, betray me, drive me away, follow me again, protect me, play me! Want to break up and follow me, want to break up and protect me, want to see the world but refuse to leave, you committed What kind of madness? Or treat me as a fun toy, to test my tolerance, endurance and flexibility? What can’t be explained? What can’t be explained? Is there a big reason for you to be so smart? You have to be fine Divide yourself in front of the mirror, don't tear me apart, don't tear me apart!"
With a touch of her hand on her leg, a dagger flashed coldly, and she went to cut the rope.
Since he still refuses to say so, there is nothing to say. If he insisted on tearing her apart, she would tear him first. Cutting the rope today, leaving the cellar, she and him will really part ways.
From now on, he can no longer appear by her side, because she will never be blinded by him again.
He stretched out his finger and tried to stop him again, but she laughed angrily, and ignored the sneer, but he refused to let him, and cut his finger with a sharp dagger, and blood flowed out immediately.
But the blood ignited her eyes like fire—a bitter trick, another bitter trick!
Do you think that bitter tricks can make her give up?
Want to play tricks? Then let's get tougher!
She pointed down with the dagger, and it had already passed his finger and touched his lower abdomen.
The cold tip of the knife was pressing on the vitals, and he opened his eyes to look at her with clear eyes.
"Is it a bitter trick? Come on, come on." She said fiercely, "If you don't answer me or explain, then I can only hold grudges but not gratitude. You are still my enemy. You betrayed me and almost poisoned me. Me, now, I want to abolish you, isn't it justified?"
He was lying down, his eyes were as clear as ice crystals, staring at her without blinking, as if he just wanted to seize the time to look at her without missing a moment, maybe a few more times, as for what she said, don't worry about it.
This kind of soft cotton attitude with steel in it made her helpless, her heart was bitter, she couldn't help but force hard in her hand, the tip of the knife slightly penetrated into the flesh, leaving a trace of blood.
She was a little soft, but he suddenly said: "If this can relieve your anger, then there is nothing wrong with it." After speaking, he suddenly got up.
The knife was pressed against his lower abdomen, and the knife would enter his stomach this time, she was so shocked that she quickly threw her hand away. The knife slid down his waistline and fell to the ground with a clang.
"You're crazy." She said angrily, "You don't know that with this knife in your stomach, you will never be a man for the rest of your life!"
"I know." He smiled lightly, and actually lay down again, "Anyway, the person who can't sleep and wants to sleep, it doesn't matter if he dies."
Jing Hengbo let out an "uh" and looked at him in disbelief. He couldn't believe that such rude words came from the mouth of the plain and noble Gong Yin.
The person who wants to sleep, who?
Of course I knew it was me, and I wanted to scold him, but I had no reason to scold at all—they didn’t explicitly say it was you, do you need to be so self-indulgent and rush to admit it?
Her heart was as uncomfortable as being fried, and she was burned to death by his soft and uncooperative attitude, and there was nothing she could do. It was useless to kill or hurt, so she could only kneel and sit on the side, grabbing the dagger and stabbing the ground hard. The poking made the ground messy and full of holes, like the heart that was riddled with holes at the moment.
Gong Yin slightly opened his eyes and glanced at her with a slight apology in his eyes.
It's not being hypocritical, nor is it intentional to torment her. Being forced to ask is something he knew before he came down, but the key is how to answer.
If she presses her to ask a question, he will answer. If the answer is too easy, she will still doubt it.
Only the answer she worked so hard to come up with would she think that the truth had been forced out.
Jing Hengbo suddenly groaned and reached out to hold his fingers.
Poking around, inadvertently hurting fingers.
Holding her fingers, she raised her head subconsciously, and saw Gong Yin's gaze, obviously nervous.
When she met that gaze, her heart suddenly brightened.
What a fool, how could I forget the best way to deal with him. Didn't this method be used to force him to show up?
He is not afraid of death or injury, threats are useless. But what about her tricks?
With a sneer, she flipped her hand and aimed the dagger at her heart.
Gong Yin's eyes tightened.
"Gong Yin." Jing Hengbo said coldly, "I've had enough, I've had enough. I'm human, with flesh and blood and a heart. I was forced to poison you by your palace gate, and I lost my best in Dige Friends, I was persecuted by everyone at the top of the city, and I was driven to the tortoiseshell by you in the end. I made a huge mistake, and these crimes should be enough. I have no reason to bear your tossing back and forth, right and wrong True and false are about to go crazy. I shouldn’t pay for your possessiveness and selfishness anymore. Every step I take is being watched secretly. Gong Yin, if it’s because you don’t trust me, I promise to leave forever and not get involved in the imperial power; If you are because of..." She sneered, "Because of your perverted so-called love, I hereby refuse."
He seemed to be shocked, and said softly after a long while: "Hengbo, I think, you love me."
"I have loved before," she did not hide, "maybe I am still in love now. I will not kill feelings because of anger. But I don't want impure feelings, feelings full of doubts, and feelings that are hesitant at every step. Such Emotions are too entangled and hurtful. How much effort and time can one have in life to resist such a long and heart-wrenching injury. Compared with such an uncertain relationship, I love freedom more, love being myself, and being Jing Hengbo. Every day I make my own decisions."
"I want you to arrive on such a day." He closed his eyes slightly.
"Really?" Jing Hengbo followed closely, "Then tell me why. Give us a chance."
He was silent.
"I'm forcing you to die, but can't I even get you a word of the truth? Do you really want to play me like this to the end, and let me go to the loess with a mystery until I die?" She said angrily and sadly, "Gong Yin, I did it in my previous life. What evil did I want to meet you?"
His body trembled slightly, she seemed to see a flash of snow in his hair, and disappeared in an instant.
"I can't look back in my previous life, and I can't control this life, but I can still choose the next life," she gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "I just hope that in the next life, I won't meet you."
The dagger plunged into the chest.