Celestial Masters Alliance

blade! Come out quickly, Shan Yu is in danger!

It was almost again, the scene when my mother fell from the building flashed in my mind, no! That kind of thing can't happen again. My eyes were already blood-red, and I reached out to the pocket containing the blade.

Suddenly, the rope around my neck loosened, and I quickly took this opportunity to breathe greedily. Then I was lifted up from the ground by two people, and what appeared in front of me was Duan Lingchao's alluring face.

She looked directly at me with a scrutinizing gaze, so close that her eyelashes pierced my eyes: "You like her? She betrayed you and used you, and you still want to sacrifice your life to save her?"

"You are a murderer!" I screamed, trying to break free and tear her apart.

She shifted her position slightly, with an incredible smile on her face, and she was face to face with mine, guiding me to look at Shan Yu's body swinging with the rope. late! Even if I beg for mercy now, or rush over desperately, it will be too late! Shan Yu's eyes rolled up, bloodshot and lifeless. His entire face began to turn blue, incontinent urine dripped down his stiff toes, and the smell was foul.

I struggled again and yelled: "You murderer, pervert! Crazy woman! Psycho!"

Duan Lingchao moved in front of me, looked directly into my eyes, and listened quietly. It wasn't until my scolding gradually subsided that she shook her head and said, "You don't know... you don't understand... I'm doing this all for you. Well...if..."

She didn't complete the sentence and stared at me sadly. It's this kind of guessing game again. Although I am very angry and tired of her now, I still can't help but wonder what that sentence means?

Duan Lingchao is not a sentimental person. When she saw a whole boat of people being torn to pieces on the sea, she didn't shed a single tear. All the sadness was forced on her by me hoping she would have it! It's all for my own good. Why do these words sound like what an old mother said to her rebellious son? Which drama do you want to act in? I won't be fooled.

If, if what? You want to ask me if I will save her now when I return to the sea? Then my answer must be: No! You are a pest, if you die early, you will save many lives.

Later, I thought about it again and again, if I really returned to the sea, would I still save her? The answer is: yes! A man can't watch the woman next to him die first. Regardless of benevolence, justice and morality, there is no big reason to speak of, he just can't!

The moment Shan Yu proposed the Purifying Mantra, the last trace of love in my heart was extinguished and turned into disgust. But seeing that she was about to die, I was still willing to exchange my life for hers.

Duan Lingchao smiled slightly, her eyes full of love, reached out to touch the birthmark on my ear, and whispered, "I know!" She closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead against mine.

What does she know? You know I need it! I resisted in my heart and twisted my body to avoid her contact.

She held my face with one hand and stroked my hair with the other. Her eyes followed her hands as they slid over my body. The weirdness in her eyes made me wonder. She seemed to be murmuring to herself: "But why don't you?" Do you understand? Why don’t you understand yet?”

"Madman! What do you want me to understand by killing you in front of me?" I finally couldn't help but roared at her.

Duan Lingchao pinched my cheeks hard, his eyes full of hatred. She glared at me for a while, then finally let go, shook her head and walked away, "It's all your own fault." She stopped, stared into my eyes again and said, "We have the same goal and can help each other..." Seeing my confused look, She didn't say the next words.

Do we have the same goal? If I have any goals in life, it must be to get a wife and have children, make money to support the family, and have children and grandchildren all around me when I grow old. How can you be the same as me?

Duan Lingchao sighed softly, looked at Shan Yu's gently swinging body, and waved his hand. One of the two masked men who had just lifted me up held my shoulders, and the other held a syringe on my arm. I injected it roughly, as if it was going to pierce my flesh.

In the blur, Shan Yu's blue face dangled in front of my eyes, her bloodshot eyes stared at me, the rag in her mouth fell off, she stuck out her long tongue and called out: "Zhu Mo, you..." The following words She couldn't get it out of her throat because the rope was once again strangling her tightly.

Shan Yu covered his neck with both hands, and tears of blood fell from his eyes. I struggled desperately to help her untie the rope, but no matter how I ran, I just couldn't reach her. Once again I watched her die and be swallowed up by darkness.

A beam of red light penetrated the darkness, and the ground was filled with blood. A woman climbed up from the ground in a weird posture. She slowly crawled towards me, and there was the sound of broken bones rubbing against each other. Before she even got close, I already guessed her identity, my mother.

After she fell, Mu Mu and I chased the liar. We didn’t have time to take a look at her. When we came back, the medical staff had already finished setting up the funeral. The last time I saw her was in the farewell hall of the funeral home. She was wearing special clothes for burials and her face was thickly painted. He was wearing makeup, not to mention that he couldn't tell where the injuries were, and he couldn't even recognize who he was.

I stood dumbly in the darkness, unable to move. It wasn't until my mother's broken, twisted and bloody hand touched my ankle that I screamed. My mother dragged me down into the darkness and kept falling, with only my screams rising upwards.

"Zhu Mo! Zhu Mo!" I was still in a weightless state, swaying from side to side, leaning towards that touch of warmth. The owner of the voice gently hugged me and patted my back soothingly, bringing me back to reality.

I gradually escaped from the dream and returned to the cruel reality with no prospects. The person calling me was Mu Mu. I was relieved to see that he was safe and sound. To confirm that I had come out of the dream, I hugged him tightly: "Mu Mu, they killed Shan Yu, right in front of me. They tied him with a rope. She was hanging with a piece of ice under her feet..."

"I know." Mu Mu responded softly.

"You know?" I sat up and almost hit his chin.

Mu Mu lowered his head and said: "The two people who threw you back whispered that women's jealousy is terrible, and women can't afford to offend them."

They knew damn well that Duan Lingchao's original intention was not what he meant on the surface. I can't fully understand it now, and I still need time to figure it out carefully.

Mu Mu had no intention of asking me for details. He pondered for a while before looking into my eyes and said, "Zhu Mo! Promise me, no matter what happens in the future, you won't throw yourself away!"

I understand that Mu Mu is telling the truth, but these words sound like his last words, which is so unlucky.

Seeing that I didn't respond, he put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. I knocked his hand off and shouted, "What do you promise me? We brothers support each other, so we can't lose it."

Mu Mu sighed, raised his head and looked behind me with a slight frown. I looked along the wooden gaze, and couldn't help but feel numb all over, and all my hairs stood up.

The place we are in now is like an underground prison. The small space consists of adobe cement and steel-welded doors. Light pours in from the narrow vents on the ground, and visibility is extremely low. Opposite the cell was another cell, separated by a rusted steel wall. There was a wheelchair parked in the center of the cell, and Uncle Qiming, who was covered with bandages, was sitting crookedly on the wheelchair. In order to monitor Uncle Qiming's vital signs at all times, they placed the electrocardiograph and the wheelchair side by side.

This arrangement has the same effect as the way they killed Shan Yu in front of me. Uncle Qiming's body was severely burned. If he didn't stay in the sterile room, the ulcerated area of ​​his body would become infected. In the case of severe skin infection, the patient The lungs must also be severely infected. Without oxygen, the curve showing vital signs will soon turn into a straight line.

I rushed over, grabbed the steel bar blocking us and shouted: "Come here! I want to see Duan Lingchao!" Except for the void and darkness, no one responded. I guessed that Duan Lingchao must be nearby, paying close attention to my movements. Just like she did to Ling Chi Shanyu just now.

What is her purpose? Do you want me to surrender? I looked back at Mu Mu. If I don't act according to her request, will he want to Ling Chi Mu Mu next?

I shook the steel bar in horror and shouted: "Duan Lingchao, I agree! What you said about mutual assistance, I agree!" I shouted repeatedly until I became discouraged. The fear of the unknown envelopes me. Is this my punishment? In order to make me obedient in the future, you let me watch Uncle Qiming die? I have watched my mother fall down the stairs in front of me, my eldest grandma was plotted, and Shan Yu was hanged. I knelt down weakly and looked at Uncle Qiming, but I couldn't help him.

"What do you want to promise Duan Lingchao?" Mu Mu came to my side, squatted down and looked at me and asked.

Does Mumu not know about Uncle Qiming's physical condition? Why do you look so calm? His deep, ink-like eyes forcibly conveyed his calm mood to me. I quickly recounted the conversation between myself and Duan Lingchao, then shook my head and said: "This is the genius of Duan Lingchao. She didn't even tell the content and direction. Just like a contract drafted by a cunning businessman, she wrote at the bottom of the contract There is a line of small print: The final right of interpretation belongs to Party A." In other words, as long as you sign the contract, you have no right to speak out.

Mu Mu sighed softly and said: "It's very painful for my dad to live like this. It's a good thing to get rid of him as soon as possible!"

It was obvious that Mu Mu's forced composure was to comfort me and prevent me from being burdened: "I'm so shocked! She's so late to meet Uncle Qiming now, so the next one is you! Blindly giving in will only make her push forward. Since you already understand Uncle Qiming's The situation is over, so now..." I leaned close to Mu Mu's ear and whispered: "Find a way to get you out first, so that she loses the biggest bargaining chip!"

Mu Mu thought for a while before nodding. Seeing that he agreed to my proposal, my tightly knitted heart relaxed a little.