"Do you know that as long as I vomit with all my strength, your heart and lungs will burst and die immediately?" Zixiao Pavilion Master said coldly.
But Chu Shaoyang's eyes lit up: "So, she is really still alive?"
When she was alive, he didn't feel that she was important. He just wanted to see her every day. Even when the fire started, he was too cold to save her because of hatred. But after she died, Only then did Chu Shaoyang feel that his world had completely collapsed.
The wind was no longer warm, the flowers were no longer fragrant, and the sky was no longer bright. From what he could see in his eyes, everything was gray and colorless.
Although he can eat and drink as usual and sleep as usual.
But no matter what delicacies you eat, the feeling in your mouth is the same, like chewing wood.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he would dream of her, dreaming of the fire, the flames licking the hem of her clothes and burning her hair, but her face was still as beautiful as before, and her eyes seemed brighter. She didn't speak, she just looked at him for a moment, her whole body was on fire, only her eyes were as clear as water...
She had no blame, no scolding, no resentment, no hatred. The look in her eyes when she looked at him was as gentle as water and full of affection.
But just this gentle look was like a huge stone pressing on his chest, making him breathless.
He struggled desperately and finally woke up from the nightmare, breathing heavily, and her gentle eyes seemed to be shaking in front of him.
When he woke up, the flash in his eyes was like a knife cutting into his heart, making him feel heartbroken.
Countless times in his dreams, he stretched out his hand to save her from the sea of fire, but after waking up from the dream, it was still in vain.
Chu Shaoyang often asked himself, if it happened again, would he save her
meeting!
He will!
He couldn't bear to live without her, couldn't bear to be without her company, no matter how much the Thousand-faced Young Master pretended to be like her, the fake one would always be fake.
He has had enough of this kind of self-deception!
So as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not let it go.
He doesn't regret making this decision, not at all.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion looked at Chu Shaoyang with incredible eyes.
Even when he was about to die, he was still thinking about that girl. Is he stupid
"She is alive, but you are dead, and the woman you want is in the arms of someone else. Will you die willingly?" The master of Zixiao Pavilion smiled coldly again.
His words were like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into the most painful and weakest place in Chu Shaoyang's heart, making his whole body twitch with pain.
His handsome features were distorted by pain. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, but he couldn't control the anger in his heart.
"No!"
He finally roared like a wounded beast.
"I don't want to! I don't want to!" Chu Shaoyang grabbed the skirt of his chest and gasped.
"Haha." Master Zixiao smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes getting deeper, but it was no longer a sneer, but a laughter from the heart.
"That's what he said like a man, and he didn't disappoint me."
He retracted his palm and looked at Chu Shaoyang with bright eyes, a strange light shining in his eyes.
"I will help you achieve your wish." He said in a low voice.
"What?" Chu Shaoyang didn't hear clearly.
"I will make what you want in your heart come true. I will help you get everything you want! Let you become the most powerful person and the master of the Four Kingdoms!"
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion said word by word.