let me be quiet

Chapter 87 This Kiss Is Too Heartbreaking

Hua Li took a second to notice that the man was bleeding all over his body, and his face was unprecedentedly ugly, as if he was about to die.

He got up and grabbed Mao Mao and ran over: "You...how did you do this?"

One of his arms was held by Wu Changsu, and the other was pressing on his abdomen. Listening to his question, he took it away and touched Huali's face with his hand. Huali wanted to escape, but there was a bloody hole in his abdomen. As soon as the hand was removed, blood gushed out.

Hua Li was so frightened that he quickly pressed down for him.

The hand that stretched out was also dyed bright red.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, his bloody hand gently touched Huali's handsome and warm cheek, he tried hard to make his voice not unpleasant: "I hope, you can remember tonight, in the future, no matter what you become Whatever you look like, you have to remember, there is a man named Qian Yitong, he loves you."

There was blood churning all over his body, his heart was beating violently, his face was flushed instantly, and the peach blossoms in the black hair were also pink.

Hua Li was present in amazement.

He looked affectionately, with a contented smile on his lips, locked onto the Qingqian and muttered: "You also have to remember that your current appearance is the most beautiful that Qian Yitong has ever seen."

Pausing for a moment, he said again: "Didn't you ask me what your real body will be? Let me tell you honestly, the current you is your real body."

Hua Li felt his whole body twitching violently, especially his heart, and asked tremblingly, "You, do you have a mirror?"

He smiled and remained silent, and after a while: "Look carefully at my eyes, so you can see it."

The moonlight was full of blood, and the festive lanterns were shining like stars. Huali saw that although his eyes were stained red with blood, they were still clear, deep and inviolable. They were shining brightly, like a bright mirror.

He sees his own reflection in the mirror.

The red decoration is upright, the blue hair is drunk, the peach pink is all over the face, the face is handsome, the bay is clear and clear, and the tears are about to overflow, there is panic, hidden in the eyes.

"Have you seen it?"

he asked softly.

He nodded, and the hotness shook from the lightness: "It turns out that you have always had me in your eyes."

"It's not just in my eyes, in my heart, in my mind, everything I think about every day is you."

Even though these words were outrageously absurd, they still managed to break down Hua Li's full armor. All the resistance and aversion towards him all the time, as well as the impossibility of repeated repetitions, after these words, broke like an iceberg.

In a daze, he lowered his eyes to hide the tears that kept rolling down, grabbed his big hand and pressed it back to his abdomen: "...Don't talk about it, you are seriously injured, quickly think of a way..."

"So, do you feel a little distressed?"

He bent down, his eyes still chasing the strange Qingqian.

Hua Li is still running away.

Will I feel bad?Will I feel bad for such a ridiculous and persistent person?

Am I afraid that he will die and weep?or something else?

If he didn't have such a ghostly appearance, if he was as unprincipled as he used to be and said these words to me.

I will definitely call him crazy, right?

"……sorry, I do not know……"

Finally sobbing and shaking out the answer.

Hearing this, the smile on his lips froze on his face, he was stunned for a while, then regained his composure, and laughed again: "It's okay, just remember me."

Wu Changsu couldn't stand it anymore, and interjected: "The blood moon is almost full, mother, let's change the seal first."

Only then did Mrs. Wu remember that she still had business to do, and felt sorry for her daughter: "Girl, look, if you don't marry him, just transfer the seal, you..."

"It's okay, mother, I don't mind."

Cui Ling smiled far-fetchedly, from the moment he saw Hua Li, she knew that she was deeply fascinated by this man who was like a prince charming.

Although he didn't have a white horse, he only led a donkey.

She was still moved by his appearance and demeanor, his words and smiles, and his desperate efforts to save herself.

She didn't have the courage to confess, and she married him according to her mother's arrangement. From his eyes, she knew that he couldn't love her, but she thought that she would always be by her side in the tens of thousands of years to come. He, feed him with heart and soul.

But when she saw this man named Qian Yitong, she quickly understood that this secret love buried in her heart was taken a step ahead before it sprouted.

She can't be his opponent, and she doesn't want to be his opponent.

Because she understands that her daughter's family doesn't even have the courage to confess to boys normally. He, a man, can say in front of so many people that he loves another man.

How much courage does it take?

Apart from true love, she couldn't find a better reason to support this courage.

So, she surrendered, she was so admired that she quit willingly.

Mrs. Wu can naturally see that her daughter likes Huali, but she doesn't want to. She spends her heart and soul all day long to support others, even though that person is someone who is used by her.

But she knows very well that Meiling is a kind of infatuation, once falling in love with someone, it will be a lifetime.

If you want to let go, it is easier said than done.

So he looked at Cui Ling worriedly: "Are you really all right?"

Cui Ling looked at Hua Li affectionately, bit her bright red lips, and nodded.

Old lady Wu turned to Huali again: "Huagongzi, what about you?"

Hua Li naturally understood the love in Cui Ling's eyes, but now he just wants to end this matter quickly, and he doesn't care whether it will hurt his daughter's family, after all, there are two people in front of him who are hurt very badly.

So he turned his eyes away, and said lightly, "Let's start."

Mrs. Wu glanced at him very worriedly, and shouted to the audience with a drawn out voice: "The moon sacrifice begins!"

"Gu か か ∩ 砹拉头∮ 嗄嗄啦..."

Several big men took the lead in reciting incantations that the ancient mysterious Huali could not understand, and the people holding the lanterns also joined hands and prayed to the sky.

As the mysterious words spread into the sky word by word, the red ropes on people's wrists gradually tightened. Finally, the red ropes pressed against the skin between the wrists of men, women and children, and began to be bloodthirsty.

One after another, the blood beads slowly rose towards the blood moon in the sky.

Soon, a rain of blood dripped from the ground, but reversed direction and fell into the sky.

Granny Wu grabbed the dagger on the stone platform, and slashed at Huali and Cuiling's palms, the blood was cut and dripped into the stale wine on the stone platform, and she also cast a spell in her mouth.

The moon in the sky refracted two transparent dark red lights in the blood rain, and fell directly into the wine glass.

Mrs. Wu made the two of them put their cut palms together, then took a wine glass and gave it to them for drinking.

The moment her wrists were clasped, Cui Ling looked at the handsome man under the moonlight, and admiration quietly surged in her heart, as if, this was the wedding bar.

Qian Yitong at the side felt a bit sour in his heart, when will he and I be able to do the same, drinking a cup of wine together?

Hua Li didn't even want to raise her head and drink it all in one gulp, only to see that Cui Ling was still hesitating, so she quickly hinted at her with her eyes.

Cui Ling had no choice but to look away and drink.

As soon as she finished drinking, Cui Ling's face changed suddenly. She only felt that her heart was about to separate from her body, and the tearing pain swept over her.

She clutched her chest and wanted to push the flowers away, but because the palms of the two were connected, they couldn't push away at all.

Hua Li just wanted to ask her what's the matter, but there was a pain like the bite of countless insects in his palm, the pain that was like swallowing climbed up the veins of his arm, and poured directly into the heart.

He felt nothing but pain.

Mrs. Wu chanted the mantra and gestured like a great god. After the dance, she pointed her two fingers to the sky.

I saw a black electric current visible to the naked eye appeared on her fingertips, directly connected to the blood moon in the sky.

Blood Moon received a response, and released a strong red beam of light to directly cover the two of them, and the two of them soared into the air as if they were weightless, suspended in mid-air.

After about half a stick of incense, the thing in Cui Ling's chest finally escaped, and it was a cloud of indistinct black air, flying towards the sky.

Cui Ling fell from mid-air as if she had collapsed, carrying her wedding dress fluttering, and was caught by Granny Wu with one hand.

Seeing the black energy fleeing, Mrs. Wu hurriedly threw Cui Ling to the big man next to her, turned around and went to chant the spell again, controlled two black flashes of black energy with her fingertips to suppress the black energy, and pressed desperately on Huali's chest.

The black air struggled fiercely, seeing that Mrs. Wu was about to lose her strength, Wu Changsu quickly opened a few acupuncture points on Qian Yitong's back, and slapped him into the red light with one palm: "Brother, it's up to you. "

Qian Yitong has a thousand ways to catch the cloud of black air, but he chose the simplest method, which is to swallow the black air into his mouth, and then hug Huali from top to bottom in the air, his mouth is right mouth, transmit the black energy and the monster in his body into his body.

Hua Li didn't even have the slightest sense of consciousness, he was suspended in the air and watched the bloody man flying towards him dully, he only felt that he was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

When he hugged him and the four lips blended together, sporadic fragments flashed in his mind, the peach blossoms were scorching that year, and he and him were intertwined in the same way in the patches of peach powder.

The blood moon is very beautiful, Qian Yitong's plain clothes have been stained red by the blood of the wound, printed into large patches of irregular flowers, it matches his red clothes.

Surroundings, the rain of blood falling into the sky is still falling, sparkling like rubies, welcoming the gleaming firelight of the lanterns in front of the crowd on the altar, strange, and beautiful, it has become a fairy tale.

In the air, he was presumptuous and crazy, biting his lips recklessly.

His breath is fast, his heart is beating, his eyes are wide open to lock the Qingqian.

He shouted in his heart, hateful flower demon, remember this moment, must remember this moment.

He used the roughest and hottest kisses to warm the beautiful woman in his arms, but it was useless.

His breath is gradually fading, his body temperature is gradually cooling, and his lightness is gradually blurring.

From the clear and clear at the beginning, it was gradually occupied by traces of turbulent black air, and finally, it was completely blackened.

Qian Yitong felt that all the things in his body had been passed on, and his heart throbbed violently. This flower demon, whom he once ridiculed as useless and without any spells, has to endure pain that no one in the world can bear. How painful it must be for him! ?

Huali, whose heart was occupied by seals and monsters, completely forgot who she was, only pain, boundless pain.