Considering the Possibility of Falling in Love With the Villain

Chapter 37: condolences

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Eyebrows, lips, face... Shen Qingjia almost greedily looked at the face of the girl in front of her, everything was so familiar, the joy in her heart almost burst out, and every strand of hair was dancing with joy.

That person has a face that will make her feel guilty and wake up at midnight every night. Jiangshan is not as bright as her smile, and the bright moon in Jiutian is no brighter than her.

They met in the apocalypse and depended on each other in her second life. She led her to hope and held hands to warm her.

She is her stronger support than her ability, and she is the only tie she has in this world.

They used to be with each other for a long time and she used to want to be with her for a long time.

She is alive, yes, she is alive in this world!

Shen Qingjia's mind was rumbling, her body was filled with extreme surprise and extreme joy, her mind was blank, her consciousness had no time to react, her lips were trembling, and she had already called out that person's name.

"Congratulations..."

Shen Qingjia opened her eyes wide and was reluctant to close them, two lines of clear tears finally couldn't help flowing from the corners of her eyes.

The teardrops just splashed on the ground, everything seemed to have been pressed the start button, the wind whistled, and the murderous intent was cold!

The white-robed and black-haired Zhu Ai jumped down from the viaduct, pulled out the long sword on his waist with a bang, and slashed at Shen Qingjia from a height. That kind of aura that seemed to slash Mount Tai with force, if this sword fell on him, Shen Qingjia had no doubt that it would be able to split himself in half!

The speed of the long sword's slashing was unbelievably fast, and the wind was chilling. Shen Qingjia didn't even have time to block it with the bow and dagger, and only reluctantly gave in to his body.

The tip of the sword swept across the arm, blood splashed out in an instant, and the dagger appeared in Shen Qingjia's hand, blocking the long sword that Zhu Ai stabbed again. The two were so close together that Shen Qingjia could even see the long, curly and distinct eyelashes on Zhu Ai's face.

Shen Qingjia knew that Zhu Ai was cold-hearted, almost indifferent to everything, and her pupils contained thousands of years of ice and snow. As long as she was willing, almost no one could look her in the eye.

Whether it was the first meeting or the day of farewell, Zhu Ai had never looked at her with such icy eyes, so Shen Qingjia didn't know that such eyes could be so hurtful. The heart seemed to be rubbed into the densely packed cow hair needles, and even the pain was secret and continuous.

Shen Qingjiamu looked at her blankly, "I wish you condolences... it's me, I'm Qingjia..."

Zhu Ai's icy eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, his body swirled, he shook his long sword suddenly, and stabbed Shen Qingjia with four swords.

The flame of hope in Shen Qingjia's eyes burned into ashes little by little, and despair slowly spread.

"I hate you the most, Shen Qingjia." The words of the beautiful girl with a cold face were as ruthless as ice and snow.

Shen Qingjia's eyes widened, her face turned pale for a moment, and she was overwhelmed by the words and moves of condolences. He tried his best to swing away the long sword of Zhu Ai and approached her, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to say at all.

"I'm Qingjia..."

In the end, he could only say such dry words, as if in doubt, but also as if he was pleading.

"Pfft..."

Shen Qingjia lowered her head and looked at her abdomen, where a sharp sword pierced deeply, blood gushed out, and the dagger clenched in her hand fell to the ground. Time seems to have returned to two months ago, when the smiling girl's glowing hand also pierced her body deeply, and she fell into her arms with a smile.

There really is such a person in the world, even if others know that there is a way to die, even if they know that even if they will die in her hands, they are willing to risk their lives for her and ignore life and death.

He kicked Shen Qingjia's dagger into the distance, Zhu Ai's icy pupils did not have any emotion, and the white snow froze murderous aura, "I can find a train leather casually for a weak and incompetent guy like you, but I just saw it. You have a lot of valuable secrets, just to improve your strength, you are just ignorant, you shouldn't think that I treat you as a real friend, stupid guy!"

The severe pain spread from the wound of He Despair to the whole body. Shen Qingjia knelt on the ground with a pale face. She couldn't refute or refute Zhu Mourning's words. She could only endure the severe pain and swallow the blood from her throat one by one. .

"It was originally a show, but who knew that you would end up being implicated in Zhu Ming's hands in the end! This is the shame of my life..." The corners of her mouth outlined a cold and cruel smile like a sculpture of ice and snow. The sword was drawn again and again and stabbed into Shen Qingjia's body.

"So, I hate you the most, Shen Qingjia."

Shen Qingjia covered her bleeding wound, gritted her teeth, and stared at Zhu Mourning in a daze, unable to say a word.

"As long as I kill you, all my humiliation will be over!"

"Pfft..."

"As long as I kill you, I'll still be the radiant condolences from before!"

"Pfft..."

"As long as I kill you, the road ahead is a smooth road without anyone dragging me down!"

"Pfft..."

"As long as you kill the extra you, my world will be perfect!"

"Pfft..."

Sword to sword, blood to blood, Shen Qingjia, whose blood was rapidly draining, was blurred, and his consciousness would fall into darkness almost in the next second.

Zhu Ai held up the long sword flickering with cold light, with a smile on his face, "So, even if it's for my own good, Shen Qingjia, just die here!"

"You are not congratulating..."

Shen Qingjia, who was kneeling on the ground and dying, suddenly said, although his voice was weak, his tone was firm.

Zhu Ai's hands holding the long sword froze for a moment, "What are you kidding, Shen Qingjia, don't you, a hypocrite and cowardly guy, still don't think you killed me?! Are you already despicable to this point?! !"

"Although I know you're not really condolences, I'm still sad to see you say such things with your face..." Shen Qingjia tightly closed her wound with her palm.

"Zhu Ai" was holding the long sword and his face was ashen and stiff on the spot, staring at Shen Qingjia, unable to say a word.

At this moment, her body turned into an indistinct three-dimensional image, flickering between nothingness and reality, and it seemed that it would disappear completely in the next second.

Shen Qingjia glanced around, smiled and praised, "It should be a formation that hooks up with what you most want or can't face in the depths of your heart, and it's also a large formation that can face many people at the same time. I Your companions should be trapped in the formation now. It's a perfect application that combines spiritual power and supernatural power. When the thing that you most want or is most afraid to see appears in front of you, No one will be sensible, knowing that I was about to be killed by you without resisting just now."

Shen Qingjia staggered and stood up, looking at the "Zhu Mourning" in front of her. The cold and arrogant girl just took a step back subconsciously, but her body image flickered even more.

"My condolences... Others can't understand my familiarity with this person at all. Even from a finger, a smile covering my face, a walking back posture, and a little smell, I can accurately distinguish who she is. Besides, who else in this world can truly resemble her, even if it is the exact same image copied from my memory, it is impossible. Because the name Zhu Ai itself represents uniqueness and represents the unparalleled in the world."

"And the most important thing is that a person as proud as Zhu Ai will not allow himself to evade responsibility even if he fails. That fool will only take all the faults on himself."

As Shen Qingjia spoke, several bottles of potent hemostatic medicine suddenly appeared in her hand, and she randomly mixed her fire-type powers and smeared it on her sieve-like wound. As long as the control is precise, in fact, each type of power has a healing effect, but it is far less comfortable and easy to use than the water type power.

The wound seemed to be scorched by flames, and Shen Qingjia's forehead was dripping with sweat from the double pain, but she gritted her teeth and did not let out a groan.

She dragged her legs and walked to "Mourning" step by step, "The spirit-based illusion formation kills people invisibly, almost without the ability to resist, but if the people in the formation firmly believe that everything they see is unreal, stick to the principle. Heart, then the formation will be self-defeating."

She walked in front of "Zhu Ai", paused, and then hugged the girl in front of her who had the face she was most familiar with and most unfamiliar with. The moment she touched it, the girl turned into a spot of light and slowly disappeared.

Shen Qingjia watched her slowly disappear, and laughed, the corners of her lips were slightly bloody, it was more like a tearful smile than a smile, "Even if you know from the beginning that you are nothing and false, even if you want to Killing me with one sword and one sword, I also want to take one more look before I get killed by you..."

"Even if it's just one more second, what's the point of a little pain, injury and bleeding... As long as I can be with you, I can feel happy even in pain."

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