It's like a beautiful painting, but someone maliciously used a brush to paint a mark of ink.
"There is nothing in this world that is too perfect. Things that are too perfect can never last long. Your Majesty, you are too perfect. You have an unparalleled appearance and an extremely noble status. Whatever you want, you can There is nothing, so even God is jealous of you. He is ready to take back as much as he has given you. It is not that I want to destroy you, but God! It is God who sent me to take back everything he gave you, your face, and your face. Your Majesty, if you want to blame or hate me, just hate God! Haha, hahaha!"
Chu Shaoyang dropped the dagger and laughed loudly.
When he saw the bloody scar on Mo Chuan's face, he felt indescribably happy, even more happy than when he smashed seventeen or eight antique vases in one go.
Sure enough, the best way to relieve your own pain is to torture your enemy!
Mo Chuan's face was as calm as ever. What Chu Shaoyang left on his face was just a flesh wound, and this pain was nothing to him.
As for his face, he didn't even care.
It's just a skin. Chu Shaoyang can ruin his face, but he can't ruin his feelings for her.
As long as he is still breathing, he will definitely rescue her from Chu Shaoyang's clutches!
He didn't care about his face at all now, but he was thinking about her in his heart.
Chu Shaoyang is crazy. Every move, word and deed he makes now is like a madman. He can no longer be treated by normal people. This madman not only hates himself, but also hates her!
After getting married, he will definitely use all kinds of unbearable means to torture her, just like he is torturing himself now.
He would rather Chu Shaoyang vent all the hatred and resentment in his heart on himself now, as long as he no longer tortures her.
But he must not say these words. As soon as he says them, it will make Chu Shaoyang hate her even deeper and torture her even more.
"Haha! Hahaha!"
Before Chu Shaoyang's laughter stopped, he suddenly heard a louder laughter, which actually suppressed his laughter.
He opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at Mo Chuan.
"You...you can still laugh? What, are you happy that I ruined your unique face in the world?"
The wound on Mo Chuan's face was still bleeding, but he smiled happily. The wound's muscles swelled with his laughter, and it looked bloody and bloody. Especially the left half of his face was unusually handsome, and the right half of his face was very handsome. Half of the face is so terrifying, forming a strong contrast, which is even more shocking.
Although this terrifying look was caused by Chu Shaoyang himself, he still felt a chill in his heart when he saw the smile on Mo Chuan's face.
"You're laughing...what are you laughing at!" he shouted.
"Thank you." Mo Chuan smiled.
"Thank... thank me?" Chu Shaoyang's eyes widened, and the smile on his face was gone. He looked at Mo Chuan like a monster, gritted his teeth and said, "Chu Mochuan, are you crazy or stupid?"
Mo Chuan laughed louder.
"She has always been dissatisfied with my face and felt that something was missing. Now that you have added this scar on my face, she must like it very much, so of course I want to thank you." He said sincerely.
Chu Shaoyang clenched his fists, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Very good, since you are so happy, then I will also put a knife on this half of your face. She will definitely like it even more when she sees it tomorrow!"