Wan Zihuai opened his eyes and found himself kneeling on the ground, his body lying on the sofa, his legs were numb, he struggled to stand up, and stumbled onto the sofa.
He opened his right hand, and there was a jade pendant lying in the palm of his hand.
Not a dream!
Wan Zi's face turned pale.
At this moment, Li Wenhuan pushed open the door and entered.
He was full of sacrifices in his hands: "Everything has been bought, do you think this is enough?"
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the rules of Wan Zihuai's hometown, paper money must be burned for the ancestors one day in advance.
Wan Zihuai raised his head, his face was half dazed and half terrified. He was obviously a familiar person, but why does he seem so unfamiliar at the moment.
He was powerless to accuse Li Wenhuan of being ruthless, because he knew that the other party did what he did to be with him.
Speaking of which, he wasn't the culprit.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Wenhuan frowned slightly and walked towards Wan Zihuai.
"Don't come here—" Watching Li Wenhuan's actions, Wan Zihuai shouted in surprise, his eyes were red in an instant.
Li Wenhuan subconsciously stopped, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his tone was slightly slow: "Zihuai, you don't look good?"
Wan Zihuai covered his face, his mind was in a mess, he didn't know how to face Li Wenhuan, let alone how to face himself.
He is also a living, flesh and blood person, how could he not mind Li Wenhuan's past.
But so what, he didn't even have the right to resist.
Don't forget, the reason why he was with Li Wenhuan was because of Li Wenhuan's coercion.
There is a saying that life is like being raped. If you are powerless to resist, you can only enjoy it with your eyes closed.
He can only hint to himself in his heart, let him pass the past, as long as the future is good.
Xu Shi hinted too much, and he took it seriously.
Later, he fell in love with Li Wenhuan.
He always thought that this was God's mercy. In the past life, he was hurt so badly by love words, so in this life, God gave him a Li Wenhuan.
But in the end, this price is too hurtful.
Wan Zihuai couldn't stop choking, he just wanted to be quiet now.
"It's nothing, I just thought of something sad," he said.
Li Wenhuan did not speak.
Wan Zihuai hardly dared to look him in the eye, and said casually, "I'm hungry."
Li Wenhuan gave him a deep look and said calmly, "I'll go buy you dinner."
Wan Zihuai laughed more ugly than crying: "Okay."
As soon as Li Wenhuan left, Wan Zihuai's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and he collapsed on the sofa.
How desperate he was when he died, and how ecstatic when he came back to life.
He swears revenge, but he also knows that the current He Mingyuan (scumbag) is standing too high, and it will not be easy to bring him down unless he stands taller than He Mingyuan.
Before he could show his ambitions, Li Wenhuan got entangled.
He was frightened, disgusted, and frightened, but in the end he couldn't match Li Wenhuan's warmth.
Li Wenhuan couldn't resist everyone, but only him.
Li Wenhuan saved his life.
Li Wenhuan helped him kill He Mingyuan (a scumbag).
He resented Li Wenhuan's cold touch, and the next day his body became warm.
He said he didn't like Li Wenhuan's nonsense, so he changed it slowly, even though Li Wenhuan pretended to show him all of this.
Most importantly, Li Wenhuan took good care of him.
He just craved this touch of warmth.
But now, what should he do
He helped Xie Guangsheng kill Li Wenhuan, how could he be willing, how could he be worthy of Li Wenhuan's affection for him.
But because of Li Wenhuan's misdeeds, his conscience is uneasy.
Wan Zihuai burst into tears.
What the hell did he do wrong, God wants to do this to him.
It was at this time that Li Wenhuan came back with the food box.
Wan Zihuai wiped away tears in a hurry.
Li Wenhuan saw it in his eyes, and he kept calm. He took out the bowls and chopsticks from the food box and put them on the table, and said, "I bought you your favorite roast duck and eight-treasure winter melon cup, as well as your previous Didn't you read the spicy crayfish, but you got angry these two days, so I didn't dare to buy more for you, just three, no more."
He was still so considerate.
Wan Zihuai couldn't help but red eyes again.
Li Wenhuan took a deep breath, walked over with his feet up, sat beside Wan Zihuai, and held his shoulders: "What's wrong with you?"
Wan Zihuai looked at him, couldn't help but threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.
Li Wenhuan hugged him like that.
When he was tired of crying, he remembered the business again.
He understood the reasoning, but he was reluctant to let Li Wenhuan die—
What can he do, what can he do
Wan Zihuai sobbed, and then a flash of light flashed.
Li Wenhuan couldn't die, so he should die.
If it weren't for him, Li Wenhuan would not have attacked Zheng Bingren and the others.
As soon as this thought came out, it was out of control.
What kind of revenge, what kind of reputation, is not as important as Li Wenhuan.
Wan Zihuai sat up straight and looked at Li Wenhuan, his voice trembling: "Wenhuan, do you love me?"
"Love."
"Then are you willing to do anything for me?"
"Yes." Li Wenhuan said without hesitation.
"Okay," Wan Zihuai smiled, her eyes swollen: "I don't like the temperature on your body now, you can change it back."
Li Wenhuan's expression changed: "What did you say?"
Wan Zihuai's eyes blurred with tears: "I know what you did, stop it, Wen Huan."
"How did you know?" Li Wenhuan's eyes darkened, and the temperature around his body instantly dropped by three points.
"Don't ask, I won't tell." Wan Zihuai gasped lightly: "That's it, stop, let's be a pair of free ghost husbands, travel around the world, and taste delicious food..."
Wan Zihuai talked ramble, comforting Li Wenhuan and comforting himself.
After all, who would want to die if they could live
Li Wenhuan frowned slightly and said softly, "Okay."
Wan Zihuai cried with joy, and then seemed to think of something, he pushed Li Wenhuan away, grabbed the brocade box beside him, and pulled out a packet of medicine from the mezzanine.
"What is this?" Li Wenhuan was wary and told him intuitively that it was not a good thing.
Seeing Li Wenhuan's alert look, Wan Zihuai grabbed the medicine bag and rushed into the toilet, then threw the medicine bag into the toilet, and pressed the flush switch.
Wan Zihuai breathed a sigh of relief as the medicine bag completely disappeared from his sight, and then his expression changed slightly. He raised his right hand, his eyes fell on the jade pendant, he raised the jade pendant without hesitation and fell to the ground.
With a bang, the jade pendant shattered into pieces, and Wan Zihuai was completely relieved. He bent down to pick up the jade pendant and threw it into the toilet.
In places that he could not see with the naked eye, the fragments of jade pendants emitted little spots of light and got into his body.
After doing this, his legs softened, but fortunately, Li Wenhuan supported him in time.
When the cold touch came, Wan Zihuai was not disgusted, but felt extremely at ease.
Li Wenhuan hugged him and kissed his eyebrows gently: "Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Wan Zihuai hugged him back, exhausted, and he said, "I want to do it."
…
"Do you think I'm cruel?" Meng Zezhi asked.
The choice of Wan Zihuai was something Meng Zezhi expected, because he knew that it would be no less than a fantasy for a person who is addicted to love to betray love.
So from the beginning, Meng Zezhi stayed behind.
It is true that the medicine in the interlayer of the brocade box can weaken Li Wenhuan's strength, and Yu Pei, besides being able to pull Wan Zihuai into Meng Zezhi's dream realm, also hides two formations, the Soul Destroyer Formation in its complete state. A tyrannical formation in a damaged state.
The Soul Capture Array could guarantee that after Wan Zihuai gave Li Wenhuan the medicine, in case Li Wenhuan attacked him in a fit of rage, Wan Zihuai's spirit would be detained to Meng Zezhi's side immediately.
The tyrant formation was originally created by a fortune-teller who walked the streets and alleys in the late Ming Dynasty, because this fortune-teller was out of the house all the year round, and his wife was a restless person. together.
A chance to return home by chance, the fortune-teller broke through the adultery between his wife and Juren. Because Juren was the nephew of the local prefect, the fortune-teller knew that he was powerless and powerless. will be him.
But if he wanted him to knock down his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, he was not reconciled. After thinking about it, he created a tyrannical formation and placed it on his wife. , the yin qi in his wife's body kept pouring into Juren's body, and the yang qi in Juren's body kept pouring into his wife's body, and within seven days, the two died suddenly due to yin and yang imbalance.
At that time, the fortune-teller was wandering outside, so naturally he escaped the crime.
It is also true that this tyrannical formation applies to Wan Zihuai and Li Wenhuan. Even if Wan Zihuai dies, as long as he does not go to Huangquan, the tyrant formation will always exist. At that time, Wan Zihuai is just an ordinary person with a weak soul. Li Wenhuan had been practicing for a hundred years, and his soul power was tyrannical. The soul power from Wan Zihuai transferred to Li Wenhuai without pain or itching, but once Li Wenhuai's soul power poured into Wan Zihuai's body, there was only one consequence, and that was death.
If you want to break the tyrant formation, there are only two ways, either the person caught in the formation will die, or the person who is in the formation will be eliminated.
At that time, for the sake of Wan Zihuai's life, Li Wenhuan is going to go backwards in strength, and I am afraid that he will also come to the door.
In other words, as soon as Li Wenhuan died, the tyranny formation would also be broken, at least Wan Zihuai would not be in danger.
In the final analysis, such means are really not fair.
Xie Bowen paused: "Those who don't know are innocent, why is Wan Zihuai not a victim."
Meng Zezhi shook his head and said, "You are right, but is Wan Zihuai really innocent? If it wasn't for him believing in scumbags, how could things have become like this. Lu Huaijin and Gejiacun hunting team youth Zhuang's death has nothing to do with him, but Zheng Bingren broke his leg and Chen Tianhou's reputation was ruined... If I hadn't acted in time, how could they have lived to this day. I don't even dare to say anything about it. It has nothing to do with him. Not to mention, he knew the truth of the matter, but he still chose to cover up Li Wenhuan. From my standpoint, I can't force him to kill his relatives righteously, but I don't dare to agree with his idea."
"Furthermore, aside from this matter, I only know that Wan Zihuai is already dead, and when a person dies, he should be reincarnated. No matter what the reason is for him to be reborn on Lu Huaijin, in my opinion, he would not have It's time to stay in this world. Since he's already in the game, I can't blame me for plotting against him."
The author has something to say:
Regarding the two choices that Meng Zezhi gave, they are obviously alive. I don't know why some little angels think that the protagonist wants to get rid of Wan Zihuai. You must know that death and the soul are two different concepts. The protagonist wants to send Wan Zihuai Zihuai went to reincarnation.