What if the devil loses the shackles given by God
Xie Qingcheng took He Yu's shackles, which could entangle the demon dragon and restrain his maddened fellow.
But Xie Qingcheng fell down.
He was covered in blood, so he fell into his arms.
His blood became the flames that made the dragon run wild, the chains that restrained He Yu were suddenly broken, and they were smashed into powder—
He Yu's eyes were bloodshot.
He didn't remember how he put Xie Qingcheng down.
He only remembered that Xie Qingcheng was very heavy, and when he was leaning on his arms, the heavy heat was on the scar on his heart.
And when he put him down against the rock, the numbing pain was gone.
Gone…
No. . ! !
He walked towards Yi Awen coldly. Before that, Yi Awen looked like a ghost, but now, she is like a sheep that grew up listening to the flute of God.
He Yu undoubtedly wanted her to die.
Yi Awen: "You... what are you doing?! You—"
He didn't say a word, but it seemed that he had transformed into a dragon's wings and fangs, and slammed towards the woman. Before she raised the earth gun, she was violently pressed against the rock wall with a terrifying force!
In an instant, he grabbed her hands and bones, and his fists and feet slammed down! His pupils shrank, and the eyes were as black as ink, which reflected the heart-piercing model of Yi Awen being tortured to the point of death.
She screamed, cursed, resisted nonstop.
He can't seem to hear.
He's crazy.
His heart, along with his people, were all refined by Xie Qingcheng's blood.
At this moment, in the ears of the dragon, only the words of his only kind can always be heard.
Canglong said to him with relief: He Yu, I gave you that shot back.
In fact, no matter what Xie Qingcheng said, in the deepest part of his mind, he still remembered what He Yu did for himself at that time...
In the clubhouse, he didn't leave. After so many absurd things happened, he didn't really kill He Yu or kill He Yu. They kept entangled, He Yu wanted him again and again, but he chose to give up on himself. Like sacrificing his own flesh/body, he numbly sent He Yu perfunctorily, without resorting to any extreme means to end this morbid relationship.
Xie Qingcheng hated his various actions, but perhaps Xie Qingcheng subconsciously always felt that he owed him one thing.
That incident was life-threatening, and Xie Qingcheng's soul was overwhelmed, and Xie Qingcheng was extremely unwilling to owe anyone anything.
He might have been looking for a chance to pay him back the life he owed him.
Only then can Xie Qingcheng be at ease and completely cut off from him.
Is this...
Here it is.
He Yu didn't see Yi Awen anymore, he didn't see her, he couldn't hear the culprit's cries, cursing, twisted screams.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the rainstorm was majestic.
During his extremely brutal fight, he handed over her gun and backhanded the knife that she was struggling to stab at him. With a twist of the blade, the weapon fell into his hand. Her palm was pierced! !
"what!!!!"
The murderer let out a scream as if from hell.
A cluster of blood splattered on He Yu's face. His blood-stained face showed no expression, but he looked more like a ghost than her.
"This knife," he said sensibly, "return to the one you stepped on my hand just now."
"Click." After he finished speaking, he grabbed Yi Awen with one hand and removed the magazine of the earth gun with one hand and shook all the bullets out of it.
This woman is really guilty of killing people, and she will carry this kind of thing with her.
Now, both the knife and the gun belong to him, and he wants to choose one of them to end the life of the woman who hurt Xie Qingcheng! !
kill her...
kill her! ! !
He didn't choose a gun. He took the gun apart and threw it straight into the mud.
He didn't want to touch the thing that hurt Xie Qingcheng.
What's more, the use of guns can give people a good death after all.
He just wanted to torture him to death.
He Yu felt that her struggle had changed from intense to weak, from hopeful to despair.
She fluttered the winged moth in his palm.
He felt that he wanted to throw his fire on him, to extinguish his light, and after he caught it, and after experiencing severe pain, he would be judged, and his life would end, even if the juice of the moth splattered and burst out and insulted the dirty. It's okay if he's full.
He put the blood-stained blade on Yi Awen's neck.
He said softly, "This knife, I will send you to hell."
His eyes were redder than a blood-stained knife, sharper than a blade.
He said quietly: "It's over."
Cold light flashes!
The knife in the eye is about to fall and cut the throat! !
However-
At this moment, a very light, hoarse voice was approved, and it reached his eardrum unimpeded.
"He Yu."
He Yu was startled.
In his chaotic brain like a monsoon crossing, something suddenly became clear.
"—He Yu!"
The dragon's chain began to transform again, from nothing, from a little bit of powder, into an infinite light, and condensed into the shape of a chain in mid-air - restraining the young man who was about to pounce on Avici Hell.
He Yu's consciousness was suddenly recalled.
He turned his head abruptly.
Xie Qingcheng didn't know when he woke up. He leaned against the rock wall, clutching his left arm, blood all over his body, and coughing lightly.
"He Yu..." Xie Qingcheng took a breath and said hoarsely, "...don't kill her..."
"She's no longer capable of fighting back... If you keep fighting, you'll be too defensive. Don't be a murderer. Don't be with her."
"… "
"Come here... listen to me... don't judge anyone in place of the law..."
When Xie Qingcheng said this, he frowned and coughed violently. Then he raised his head, his breathing was stagnant, and his chest was up and down.
"You've got blood all over you."
"… "
"He Yu, put down the knife. Come to me."
"Call the police. Ask the police to take her away. You..." Xie Qingcheng said here, the wound hurts again, and he frowned, "Don't do it yourself."
When Yi Awen, who was in a pool of blood, heard these words, she "showed" a look even more terrifying than when she was facing death.
"Don't... don't call the police! I'd rather you kill me now! Don't call the police!!!"
She's in a crazy state.
It can be seen that she and her mother Lu Yuzhu are still a lot less capable after all. Lu Yuzhu "forced" them into a desperate situation at the time, but Yi Awen was different.
She is like the dirt gun she secretly got, with a fire/'drug', but in the end it's only the villagers who commit the crime of 'rape'.
So even if she didn't explain it, Xie Qingcheng knew that Yi Awen was not from that organization, and she had nothing to do with the rn13 crime they investigated.
"He Yu... Come here quickly." Xie Qingcheng said hoarsely.
He Yu didn't move.
Xie Qingcheng was about to speak again, but he hit his lungs and the back of his head when he fell down. Although he was awake at this time, but he talked too much and then had an earth-shattering cough that made his eyes turn black and he choked abruptly. A mouthful of blood.
"Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu murmured, slowly recovering.
Xie Qingcheng's order failed to make He Yu obedient, but he was weak.
The dragon's blood-stained molars finally left the human neck.
He Yu was covered in blood, but got up, staggered, and stumbled towards him.
Step by step.
The sharp knife slipped from his palm. With a thud it fell to the ground.
"Xie Qingcheng...!!"
The giant dragon put away its wings, and Xie Qingcheng perched down beside him. He woke up like a dream, he held him nervously, he hugged him: "What's wrong with you?... What's wrong with you?!"
Xie Qingcheng shook his head, indicating that he was fine, then coughed lightly and said, "Go to the police."
Woman: "Don't call the police...Don't call the police!! You kill me, you just kill me! Don't call the police..."
Xie Qingcheng: "Yi Awen, you killed someone...!"
"… "
Blood on his cheeks, and his eyes were sharp: "The man in the wall behind the bookcase in the attic, is your father right?"
"..." Yi Awen's expression became very distorted in an instant, and with the blood on her face, it was even more terrifying and terrifying.
She murmured: "He deserves..."
"You don't understand!! He deserves it!!!"
A roar of thunder.
The thunder that trembled in the empty valley was like a huge movement when the green leather train started.
—
Time seemed to go back five years with this roar.
Qingli County Railway Station platform.
"Drip! Rumble Rumble—"
The car horn blared.
Yi Awen carried two old snakeskin bags, and without looking back, got on the green-skin train that arrived at their village late at night. Her eyes were filled with unwillingness and disdain for the past, and she was full of excitement and anticipation for the future.
Yi Awen, who didn't finish high school, did something with her stepmother.
She wants to escape from this human waste recycling village.
She wants to go to the city, to the new world of flowers.
Yi Awen is a very hardworking woman. A girl who is young and good at work, and has a good appearance, will not worry about finding a job in any city.
Even, don't worry about finding a man.
She does sales in a shopping mall, selling sheets and quilts, with a salary of 2,000 a month plus commission, and she can get to the early 3,000 when she is so-so. The salary here is really low for many urbanites, but it is enough for a working girl like Yi Awen who just escaped from her rural home.
The shopping malls cover food and housing, and the three thousand yuan will be used to fulfill her own dream.
The American cafe in the city center, she had only been there on TV before, and it was a bit bitter to drink a cup of coffee for thirty or more yuan, but she was holding and sitting among the young people with laptops typing, as if she could I imagined the heroine in my urban drama. Thirty yuan to buy a poor girl's dream does not seem to be a luxury.
The conveyor belt sushi restaurant at the top of the skyscraper costs more than 200 per person per person, and those with higher monthly salaries are not eligible. They prefer to go to the quiet and elegant restaurant, hiding the humble vegetarian restaurant in the alley. It costs thousands of yuan for one person. Eat a set of natural and pollution-free green "color" vegetables. But the sushi restaurant there gave Yi Awen and the young people who were just entering the arena a chance to look at the bustling lights on the top of the building, thus beguiling them to take root in the city and sacrifice the flesh and blood of youth to this hot land , inspiring them to climb up and go forward.
Also those chained, bright hotels.
You only need to pay the room fee of less than 300 yuan a night, and you can get a place to accommodate your love. Of course, Yi Awen is also envious of those who are dressed in heavy fur, "naked" and "exposed" with fragrant shoulders, stepping on Zhou Yangjie's thin A woman with high heels, twisting her graceful waist, smiling sweetly and entering and leaving high-end hotels with "successful men", she walked past the door of those hotels, and even the wind blowing from the entrance hall was fragrant.
But she lived fast and entertained, and she felt very content.
She doesn't want that extravagant life, but she thinks that she is the best in life because those charming women often have to match up with fat men and big ears, after all—
Her man is so good and so handsome.
Yes, not long after Yi Awen came to the city, she got a boyfriend, a very handsome college student. She went to the barber shop for the first time and faced the tireless salesmanship of the clerk. When she couldn't afford to spend thousands of dollars for the expensive hairdressing card, the guest sitting next to her helped her out and said sincerely to her, "You don't need to curl it, now the straight hair is ready."
They exchanged WeChat, and they came and went, and they were together.
The boy is an accounting student of X University, a local, his mother is a middle-level state-owned enterprise, and his father is a policeman.
Many girls come, and the conditions are not very good, and it does not breed any sense of insecurity or fear. But Yi Awen was different - after she kissed him for the first time, with his handsome face and the cashmere coat he took off on her body, she suddenly felt a sense of shame.
She remembered her parents, her background, and everything she had suffered from until now, and she cried out in shame.
He asked her in a daze, what's the matter, is his kissing skills so bad
She wiped the tears from her face, barely managed her emotions, and said, no.
No, I'm only in love for the first time and I'm happy.
After all, she concealed her identity from him. She did not dare to tell him that the person who escaped from the ghost village, the poorest and most gambling-addicted village in Qingli County, was a gambler father and a half-sister. Her two mothers, one has already fled to the ends of the earth and never looked back, and the other was a criminal who was jailed for embezzlement and bribes.
"Lu Yuzhu's daughter! The criminal's daughter! Yi Awen, your own mother is in jail! Your stepmother is a three-bitter bitch!"
Even the villagers can't afford her and insult her.
How dare she explain herself to her boyfriend one by one
She lied to him.
In front of him, she portrayed herself as a work-study female college student who studied at the school next door to X University. In order to convince her, she even went to that school to ask the graduates to buy a set of materials. In a few bags that I carry with me, I came to him just after class.
He never doubted that the students' relationships were often clean, and he did not investigate any of her background.
But students don't stay students all the time.
On the day that her boyfriend graduated and got his degree certificate, he asked her about the rooftop carousel sushi restaurant in the city, which is not cheap for students, and solemnly said to her, would you like to go home with me? meet my family
She was surprised, delighted, and panicked.
At that moment, she felt that she was an inflated balloon, and she was about to fly into the sky lightly, and she was always worried that she would burst, explode, and make a bang, and everyone would find her. The inside is hollow and there is nothing, then it is all over.
In fact, if you confess to your boyfriend at this time, it may not be a mess.
Yi Awen has low self-esteem, she is timid, she loves him very much, and because of love, she is extremely worried about gains and losses, and dare not say anything.
She finally spent four months of her savings and went to the mall to buy a whole set of head portraits - after all, she once told her boyfriend that her family has been a scholar for generations, and her parents are newspaper reporters. Although they are not very rich, they are also rich.
She intends to keep telling lies.
To this end, she asked his parents to decorate herself as much as possible in front of his parents, like the owner of an unscrupulous store wrapping some bug-eyed apples with colored paper, trying to fool the basket and sell them to careless customers.
On the day she saw his parents, she had a beautiful ponytail, a pure white knee-length dress, a casual women's suit, a pair of sheepskin shoes imported from Spain, and a gentle and elegant light makeup on her face. She also bought a set of imported toiletries, trying to impress her boyfriend's mother.
The boyfriend's parents took them to a nearby western restaurant for a meal.
It was a really big restaurant with a table top. Before that, the best she had ever been to were only some chain Western steakhouses with medium and high prices.
When she was in a panic about the complicated table manners in the restaurant, she raised her eyes and saw her boyfriend's mother staring at her thoughtfully.
Yi Awen groaned in her heart, and faintly had some kind of hunch.
She knew that the worm's eye on the apple was seen by this woman who had seen many worlds.
After that meal, her boyfriend didn't contact her for a while.
She seemed to know something, even though she was in great pain, she tacitly resisted looking for him.
Until one day, she had a fever and lay on the dilapidated steel wire bed she shared with her roommate, thinking about him and crying, and finally couldn't help sending him a message.
She said, "Honey, will you listen to my explanation?"
Boyfriend didn't come back.
She put her phone close to her heart. Before she couldn't bear to fall asleep, she didn't receive any news from him. Naturally, the next morning, there was no reply from him on the phone.
When we parted, it was quiet, it wouldn't make trouble, and they both kept some face to each other.
But she cried, lying on the bed in the dormitory and crying very loudly. She felt that the moment she tried to put on the mask on her face, she was torn apart, and the "naked" "exposed" was still the daughter of the gambler who came out of the poor village, the criminal's daughter. daughter.
She met him later on the road.
A new girl was soon beside him. She wore a scarf that she might not be able to afford after working for a year. She smiled and "exposed" two neat rows of snow-white teeth. Totally calm, demure, elegant.
They didn't reach her, and when she walked over, she happened to hear them talking to the window with their backs to her.
She heard him say: "I was angry with the teller just now, don't think I discriminate against those from the countryside, I'm really scared of being deceived, I told you about my ex-girlfriend, and my dad later asked the people at the police station I investigated her, and she lied to me. She is a migrant worker in the village. Her father owes more than 200,000 gambling debts, and her mother is a labor prisoner. I feel sick when I think of her. I don’t know why people’s hearts are so sinister …”
She really broke down that day.
Is she really sinister
She knew she had undoubtedly done something wrong, and she never thought of getting anything from him other than love.
In those days we were together, she spent more money than him, thinking about her old age and the man who made money for her, and she truly loved him.
Because of her deep love, timidity, and low self-esteem, she was confused. After telling a lie, she had to wrap it up with an even bigger lie.
Making this choice is simply her tempered instinct - as long as she tells others her true situation candidly, people will either hypocritically appease her, or outright despise her, she's had enough of it. Looking at her eyes, she hated her father and her mother very much.
Why can people's judgments about a person never be just for that person's own
Why do you always have to bring your family, your parents, the real estate certificate in the drawer, and the wealth management and balance in the passbook card
Yi Awen couldn't understand.
In all these years, she has never received any normal traction and love from her native family.
The father she saw was wretched, beastly, and lazy. She had no impression of her biological mother, but from the mouths of others, she heard all about that woman's greed, ruthlessness, and cruelty...
She was the child they gave birth to, so she was evil when she was born.
She doesn't deserve the light.