Back in the room, Chi Zhao sat silently on the bed, lying down for a while, then getting up again.
He was thinking about how to pretend to be sick to look the most real.
Pretending to have a headache? No, if you use too much force, it's easy to make a fuss; pretend to have a fever? A cultivator basically does not have a fever, and this is a bit difficult for him. He cannot adjust his body temperature on his own, so it is difficult to pretend.
After thinking about it for a long time, Chi Zhao's hand rubbing the teacup suddenly stopped.
No matter how he pretended, it was all fake. He would die miserably after being seen through, but if he was really sick, he would not have been seen through.
Looking at the spirit sword he hung on the wall, Chi Zhao knew what he should do.
Chi Zhao covered his arm and screamed non-stop, bright red blood flowed from his fingers, and when the spirit sword cut through the flesh, he did feel a sharp pain for a moment. But after thinking that as long as he suffered this pain, he would be able to force Lin Changfeng out, the pain seemed to disappear. Looking at the blood dripping arm, Chi Zhao showed a calm and strange smile.
His body was skinny and he was influenced by his parents. In the past, Chi Zhao never hurt himself. Of course, there was a reason for his anxiety, but he really turned him into such a stubborn and even stubborn and paranoid personality. Or his Yin spirit root attribute.
In fact, Chi Zhao also found out that something was wrong with him. But he doesn't want to endure, and he doesn't want to control himself. Every day he spends in this world, the remaining time is one day less. He can't care about others or himself. In the limited time, he must use all means to get what he wants. , because this is his last chance.
At first, he would pretend to snort a few times, and later, he sat on the bed with a blank face, watching the blood trickle out, and then counted the passing time bit by bit in his heart.
Lin Changfeng came very quickly, and the place where he was originally was not far away. He left a piece of his own consciousness on Chi Zhao, which was not enough for him to see what happened around Chi Zhao, but it allowed him to quickly judge the state of Chi Zhao. In an instant, he dropped the elders and ran out.
Landing in the center of the yard, a faint bloody smell instantly poured into his nostrils. Lin Changfeng walked over anxiously, his long sleeves shook, and the door was shaken open by the gust of wind. Chi Zhao heard the movement and turned his head.
Looking at Lin Changfeng, whose expression was full of astonishment, Chi Zhao raised his arm and showed him his injuries, "Senior brother, look, I'm injured."
Lin Changfeng's pupils tightened, and after seeing the undisguised relaxed smile on Chi Zhao's face, for a moment, he felt that it became difficult to breathe.
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Unlike the last injury, the last time Chi Zhao was injured was Lin Changfeng's saber. His saber was a rare artifact for thousands of years. After being stabbed, it was difficult to heal. And this time when Chi Zhao injured himself, he used his spirit sword, which was not powerful. Therefore, he didn't even need to apply medicine powder. He only needed a small healing technique, and soon, the wound on Chi Zhao's arm disappeared. .
Chi Zhao also knew this, so he dared to act like this. His purpose was to force Lin Changfeng out, not to kill himself. It was a pity that he died, and he would not commit suicide so easily.
After Lin Changfeng recovered from the initial shock, his face turned gloomy. Chi Zhao observed his face, but he was not afraid at all.
If Lin Changfeng didn't react at all, he would be afraid. He was so furious now that Chi Zhao wanted to see it.
This shows that Lin Changfeng still cares about him very much, so he is so angry after seeing him hurt himself.
Although the wound disappeared, the blood that flowed out could not recover in a short period of time. After the body lost blood rapidly, Chi Zhao's face turned pale, but he still smiled and looked at Lin Changfeng, looking at Lin Changfeng's forehead. Blue veins jump.
The last time I was so angry seemed to be when he was a young man. At that time, he was immature and his peers deliberately angered him, and he would follow the bait and fight with each other. But that was more than 600 years ago. He was no longer a teenager, and he had long since lost his youthful mood.
The long-lost anger filled his heart, he suppressed his thoughts forcefully, and fed Chi Zhao an elixir to restore his vitality. Chi Zhao was obedient at this time. He raised his face and smiled at him ingratiatingly.
But Lin Changfeng did not accept his love.
He looked down at Chi Zhao with a sinking face, "Who taught you to do this?"
Similar to parents all over the world, after discovering that his child made a mistake, Lin Changfeng subconsciously wanted to excuse him. They always felt that maybe it wasn't the child's fault, or maybe someone else instigated him.
However, Chi Zhao blinked, shook his head and said, "No one taught me."
Lin Changfeng was choked, and immediately, he said angrily: "Parents who are affected by their bodies, are you worthy of your parents for doing this!"
No matter what Lin Changfeng said, Chi Zhao was still like that. Lin Changfeng felt that he was going to be mad at him. He stared at Chi Zhao for a few seconds, then closed his mouth gloomily and stopped lecturing him.
A flash of disappointment flashed across his face, clearly capturing the change, Chi Zhao's originally casual expression suddenly stopped, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded.
Chi Zhao looked at Lin Changfeng steadily, his voice was calm and indifferent, "Senior brother, why don't you ask, why should I do this?"
Lin Changfeng's eyes fell on a vase in the corner of the room, he pursed his lips, and after a while, he still did not answer Chi Zhao.
Many things do not need to be stated explicitly, as long as a signal is sent, both parties can tacitly understand. Lin Changfeng thought that his signal was enough, he took the initiative to leave Chi Zhao's field of vision, and created enough space for him and that guy named Chen Chen to get along.
He hopes that Chi Zhao can have some good feelings for others, but he doesn't want Chi Zhao to really like each other.
This idea is too contradictory and too strong, but Lin Changfeng thinks so.
He wants his younger junior brother to be like other disciples, dressed in fresh clothes, angry horses and flying freely. He wants him to like more things, instead of being paranoid and resolute, who can only see him alone in his eyes.
No one understood Lin Changfeng's thoughts, not even Lin Changfeng himself.
Can't let go, can't push, can't hold hands, can't stand idly by.
Chi Zhao is very good. If he thinks about it, a large number of monks with extraordinary strength will find him and fall in love with him. Just like that Yu Juchen, he just came to the main peak to convey what his master said. He stayed on the main peak. The time is less than a stick of incense, and the time to see Chi Zhao is not more than an instant.
But at this moment, Chi Zhao completely walked into his heart, imprinting his own figure on his heart.
He is so good, if he is really tempted, no one will be able to resist. Like Lin Changfeng himself, isn't he a living example.
For the past year, Lin Changfeng has tried his best to avoid the tragedy from repeating itself, but at this point, he just feels exhausted.
He won't be happy if things go according to his plan, and he still won't be happy if things don't go according to his plan. In order to force him to show up, Chi Zhao blurred the flesh and blood of his injuries. This is definitely not a solution that normal people can come up with. Normal people will not be so cruel, and they will not be so unloving of themselves.
so…
Before the conclusion could be read out, Chi Zhao suddenly stood up, raised his face slightly, and stared at Lin Changfeng with good eyes.
"Why do not you speak?"
Chi Zhao looked a bit aggressive at this time. He endured it for two years and waited patiently for two years, but today, he really couldn't bear it any longer.
In the past, no matter how insurmountable the gap between them, how tragic and deep hatred, he could quickly fall in love with him and dedicate a sincere heart to him. This time, there is nothing between them, they have never met, and he has not hurt him, why, instead, he is timid and dare not go further
Chi Zhao really didn't understand, he wasn't stupid, no matter how well Lin Changfeng hid and lived together in the same place for two years, he had already vaguely noticed that Lin Changfeng cared about him.
Chi Zhao still doesn't know whether he cares about whether it has turned into a love between lovers, but he is sure that Lin Changfeng has feelings for him. Even if he doesn't like him, it shouldn't be like this, just casually Just leave him here for a month.
For a whole month, he didn't see him again, did he know how important time was to him now
"Give me a reason, tell me why you are avoiding me."
The almost icy expression on Chi Zhao's face was like a sharp knife, making a small incision in Lin Changfeng's heart. There was not much blood, but it was very painful.
However, after living for so many years, he has long learned how to be happy and angry. There was no change in his expression, he just pursed his lips silently, and then turned his eyes away, "I didn't hide from you, I was in charge of the sect on behalf of the master, and I was very busy."
A sneer appeared in his ears, and Lin Changfeng froze.
He turned his eyes back, only to see Chi Zhao smirking in anger, "So that's how it is."
After uttering the last syllable, the smile on Chi Zhao's face disappeared without a trace, his eyes seemed to have ice balls, and his words were full of sharp edges, "Since you are so busy every day, am I the next one? Can't see you in the moon? It doesn't matter, starting from today, as long as you don't come to see me one day, I will slap a sword on myself, aren't you good at healing? After I scratch myself, you will come to give I will perform surgery, if you don't come, I will not find anyone else, either you come to see me, or you will just watch me bleed to death."
These words are too cruel, especially the last sentence, which came out of his mouth, almost broke Lin Changfeng's heart. He was restrained and restrained, so that Chi Zhao could live for a long time, but what did he say now
Watching him bleed to death
The blood on Lin Changfeng's face faded, he took a step forward uncontrollably, his hands clenched into fists, after a long time, he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and depressed: "Don't say such things to me again. "
Chi Zhao didn't feel good when he looked at him like this, but what he said was another mean language, "Okay, I won't say it, you can see for yourself if I can do it."