Chapter 478 The most important thing is that the world cannot be kept, the red face is the mirror and the flowers are the trees (34)

"This girl is just a liar. She lied to you, she lied to you to bring this sachet."

Wen Xien heard Ke Changqing bit the word "sachet" heavily and knew that Ke Changqing was unwilling to let Yu Xuan go.

Ke Changqing's mood is very unstable now. If he reveals his true colors, disturbs the hearts of the people, starts to be crazy and reveals his beastly nature, and hurts others, things will be even more troublesome at that time.

Wen Xien held Ke Changqing's hand and refused to let go, and advised in a cold voice: "If you take your life, are you worthy of my teachings to you?"

Ke Changqing's skin is fair and handsome, and he is easily regarded as a weak scholar just by looking at his face. He is good and can be deceived. However, if he observes his body and physique, he will never regard him as a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.

At this moment, his sleeves were raised high, revealing a piece of his muscled and hard forearm. Because the force just now was still filled with blood, he was covered with swelling blue veins.

Just looking at his face, Ke Changqing is childish and tender, like a wild daisy in the mountains, innocent and eternal childishness in age.

Now Wen Xien was holding Ke Changqing's forearm tightly with both hands, and his slender fingers could not hold up even a piece of his forearm.

Ke Changqingren leaned against Wen Xien's forearm and pressed it tightly. Compared with Wen Xien's stature, he was so thin that he was pitifully thin.

Ke Changqing followed Wen Xien every day, pestering her and calling Jing Chen sweetly, but not saying that, but he always went to find some strange gadgets to please Jing Chen. Even if he was angry, he would hide in a small corner and feel sulky. As long as Wen Xien said something to him first, the little fox immediately greeted him with a smile.

In his eyes, Jingchen is the best person, and Jingchen does everything right.

Logically speaking, if Wen Xien told him to stop so gently, he would give in.

——But Yu Xuan’s incident can be considered as trampling on Ke Changqing’s sore spot.

Ke Changqing kicked Yu Xuan's abominable face fiercely, and did not dare to glance at Wen Xien, for fear that he would be soft-hearted.

"Then you give her the sachet."

Wen Xien pursed his lips, took the sachet off his belt, and handed it to Yu Xuan.

But Yu Xuan didn't reach out to take it, staring at Wen Xien stubbornly with red eyes, biting her lip with grievance and pitifulness.

Wen Xien looked straight at Yu Xuan, but couldn't tell what she felt now. She just felt her chest was stuffy, as if there was a thin layer of transparent cloth covering her heart.

This girl really looks beautiful when she smiles, and her appearance is so ugly.

Yu Xuan opened her mouth and wanted to say if she didn't want to throw it away. She wanted to tell why it was her who was injured, but the master still had to stand beside Ke Changqing, but these questions could not be said. They were like a thorn growing in the chest, and they wanted to pierce the thin diaphragm and pierce into the heart of the person opposite.

It hurts so much. Why did she feel that the mouth hurts so much?

Ke Changqing's face was gloomy, and his eyes became more and more resentful when he looked at Yu Xuan's eyes. His voice was as hoarse as a handful of rough-burned sand in the desert, creaking by his sharp teeth.

"Take it away."

Yu Xuan was shocked and frowned at Wen Xien's red eyes, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and said, "Master, just throw it away if you don't want it..."

What else Wen Xien wanted to say was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that there was a girl who was standing in front of me who suddenly widened her eyes, and the next second, a crack appeared like a fragment, and then it broke open.

There was no drop of blood on the ground, and the fragments turned into ashes and drifted away.

If it weren't for the sachet on his hands, Wen Xien almost thought that she and Ke Changqing had always been the only ones here.

There was still a last shock and twisted expression in her mind. A living person disappeared like this. Sure enough, is the monster a monster after all?

Yu Xuan's face was like a small, dense black worm shaking its tentacles and crawling on her nerves.

Wen Xien stood with hair on his body, trembling for no reason, and pinched the sachet in his hand.

There was a "gulp".

Is it the sound of the Adam's apple rolling, or the gravel and dust that expands in Ke Changqing's blood vessels are rubbing and rushing, and it is about to pierce the skin and peel a bloody monster.

"Clean dust..."

I didn't want to kill her...

But I can't control myself...

——

Jingchen was locked in the wing room and no one allowed to enter. Ke Changqing was guarding the door every day. He wanted to atone for his sins, but now he couldn't even see Jingchen's face.

In fact, this door could be opened easily for Ke Changqing, but he was afraid.

He was afraid that Jingchen would hate it even more.

Until ten days after that, Ke Changqing could no longer hold it in, and the door did not open, so he directly used the demonic power to enter.

"Clean dust."

A low and hoarse voice broke through Yunkong. Wen Xien was shocked by the sudden sound, his body stiffened, and his pupils shrank towards the door.

It's Ke Changqing.

His sharp face was swallowed by the dark and wetness, and he was as gray as the sun was sunny. In just a few days, he was like the sunset of the mountains, quickly withering. The young men were excited and full of energy and sank into the loess.

"Have I made you angry again? Don't you want to see me until now?"

Wen Xien looked at him silently, unconsciously holding his palm. In fact, he was just staying here and thinking about how to solve this problem.

Ke Changqing killed life, and in theory, Wen Xien should have arrested him. Keeping such a fairy will only harm the world.

But if you are arrested, there is only one way, and that is a dead end.

Wen Xien has never been with someone for such a long time since he was a child. Ke Changqing is clingy, has a cute and pleasing personality, and has a sweet mouth.

Otherwise, Ke Changqing would have used a trick of confusing her, and she would not be willing to drive Ke Changqing away.

But now, Ke Changqing is doing more and more excessively, that is a life.

It just disappeared in front of her eyes.

"Jingchen, let's go out for a walk." Ke Changqing said loudly again, hoarsely as if he had broken silk.

The atmosphere here is so depressing that Ke Changqing is about to suffocate.

Wen Xien glanced at Ke Changqing, and his eyes seemed to be torn by sharp claws. Hong Yan was about to cry, and a string of ticking blood beads were about to fall.

Wen Xien pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

The osmanthus flowers were blooming enthusiastically, and before they could get close, they could smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers. But now the fragrance made Wen Xien feel depressed. It would be better to go out with Ke Changqing and leave the words clean.

It's okay to break it clean.

...

The fragrant fragrance of the crabapple lies on the branches, only to sleep beautifully.

Wen Xien gently stroked the delicate petals, and seemed to glance at the gloomy Ke Changqing casually, "What are you going to say to me?"

"Jingchen, you have to believe me, I didn't want to kill her." Ke Changqing choked in his throat, and he held Wen Xien in his arms. The burning heat in his breath sprayed between Wen Xien's neck.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!