Shura’s Wrath

"Die Wu," Ling Chen quietly suppressed the terrifying conjecture that suddenly popped up in his heart, and slowly reached out to Xuanyuan Die Wu's face, making a gesture of pulling up the cape: "After so many years, my Die Wu has grown When I grow up, let me take a good look at Die Wu when I grow up, okay?"

"Don't!" Ling Chen's hand was grabbed by Xuanyuan Diewu again, her movements were hasty and panicked, she lowered her head and said sadly: "Don't look at it, it's ugly... uglier than a devil..."

Said in front of his lover that his face was uglier than a devil, Ling Chen could almost hear Xuanyuan Diewu's heartbroken voice.

At this moment, Ling Chen finally began to understand why Xuanyuan Diewu kept avoiding him. He lowered his head and asked carefully in the softest voice: "Diewu, what's wrong with your face...?"

Xuanyuan Diewu held onto Ling Chen's hand tightly, and never raised her head. She couldn't face it, couldn't imagine the scene where Ling Chen saw her face. She bit her lips, closed her eyes, and whispered softly: "Thirteen years ago, when I knew you were dead, I was completely hopeless. I made a vow to live and die with you, so I wanted to go on a hunger strike to die, as you want." And go..."

"However, my father only had me as a daughter, and my mother passed away early. My father raised me, and I died so selfishly before I was filial to my father. It was too cruel to my father. Therefore, Xuanyuan Diewu died, and followed My brother Tianya left together, and I continued to survive with another identity... After that, the only reason for me to live was to repay my father's upbringing, to repay the Xuanyuan family's training, I practiced sword desperately, all the time I'm all practicing swords... Maybe it's because my heart is as dead as gray and I don't have any distracting thoughts. My swordsmanship has improved very quickly. When I was fourteen years old, there was no one in the younger generation of the Xuanyuan family who was my opponent. .”

"When I was fifteen years old, because my strength grew rapidly, and I was no longer invincible among the younger generation, the family decided to let me become the young master of the Long family, that is, Long Tianyun's personal guard. In the game world, you must follow at any time." Having said this, Xuanyuan Diewu's voice paused for a while, but continued to speak, but the tone trembled slightly: "In Xuanyuan, the most direct understanding of Long Tianyun's personality , he is more obscene than ordinary men, and he has played with countless women at the age of less than twenty. If I follow him for a long time, I am afraid that I will...so...so...I use the sword, Dozens of swords were drawn on the face..."

"Stop talking!!" Ling Chen roared uncontrollably, and hugged Xuanyuan Diewu with all his strength, his heart-piercing pain completely suffocated him, and he wished he could burst into tears right away. When Xuanyuan Diewu mentioned that she was selected as Long Tianyun's bodyguard, he had a terrible premonition. The butterfly dance in my memory is as beautiful as pure jade, no one will doubt that when she grows up, she will be like a fish and a wild goose, and when she comes to Long Tianyun's side, how can she not be coveted by him... When the cruel truth comes from her mouth... When he came out, he was as if being bombarded by five thunders, and his heart was in pain.

She scratched her face...dozens of swords...a delicate girl's cheek, dozens of swords, dozens of gullies, dozens of scars, devastated and ugly. She only wanted to keep her innocence...to keep the innocence of the "dead" Tianya, and never let anyone else get involved.

For almost all women in the world, the most important thing is always their appearance. If a woman loses her face, it is almost equivalent to ruining her life. There is no normal woman who would not care about her appearance... Xuanyuan Diewu wanted so strongly to be with Ling Chen, but because her appearance was ruined, she no longer had the courage to appear in front of him, because she felt that she was already Not worthy to be by his side, staying by his side will only become a "stain" on him... At the same time, any woman does not want to let her beloved see her ugly side, she would rather not see her, and let the person she loves see her ugly side. He only kept the most beautiful appearance in his heart.

Immediately, Ling Chen realized that his reaction was too violent. He was afraid that such a violent reaction would stimulate Xuanyuan Diewu, so he quickly suppressed all the throbbing, pulled her shoulders, looked directly at her and said: "It's okay, a little It doesn’t matter, these are all in the past. It’s good that my Die Wu can come back to me, nothing else matters. No matter what my Die Wu becomes, she is the most beautiful girl in my heart, and will never be Change."

Xuanyuan Diewu didn't speak, but firmly held Ling Chen's hand. She understood Ling Chen's heart, and believed that his feelings for her were also pure, but would he really not care about his face, which was scarier than a devil? Would the people around him not care? Would you not care at all?

Impossible...impossible at all.

No matter how indestructible the relationship is, no matter how deep the bond is, when faced with an ugly face, inner resistance and fear will involuntarily arise. This has nothing to do with feelings, but an instinct, an instinct that any living being will have.

People can control their emotions, but they can never control their instincts.

Xuanyuan Diewu with a beautiful face and Xuanyuan Diewu with a broken face are destined not to be the same.

"Die Wu, let me see you, okay?" Ling Chen had a gentle smile on his face. There was no tension or rejection in the smile, only distress and comfort: "Believe me, no matter what Die Wu's face looks like, I will love it, I will love it for the rest of my life."

No matter how afraid you are, no matter how you run away, it is impossible to completely cover your face in front of him forever. And... Now that I have returned to him like a dream, is there really any reason to keep covering up... No matter how much I cover up, my face will never change back to how it was before.

"Hmm..." She replied in a daze, no matter how much Ling Chen comforted her, she couldn't really be calm about her appearance. She raised her head and placed it on her cloak hat. With trembling hands, it seemed as if she had spent all her strength to retract all the covering of her head.

Xuanyuan Diewu's thirteen-year-old face was revealed in front of Ling Chen without any concealment. At that moment, Ling Chen's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and his vision became blurry for a long time... What he was afraid of was not seeing Xuanyuan Diewu's ruined face, but that he would feel distressed when he saw clearly To the pain.

Finally, the vision became clear, and Xuanyuan Diewu's face appeared completely in his eyes, and he stared blankly for a long, long time...

This is a very white face, as white as suet jade, and it seems to be more white and dazzling than the frost and snow that shines brightly against the sun in winter. This creamy whiteness may be partly due to She has covered her face all year round, but the decisive factor is her natural beauty.

The slender willow eyebrows are like a beautiful crescent moon, the clear and deep Jianshui pupils, there are still a few crystal teardrops hanging on the long eyelashes, Sheng Xuexiang's cheeks are smooth and jade, with the delicate rose left after crying Red, the two petals of cherry lips under the straight nose are as tender as petals, like a touch of red rouge drawn by God's skillful hands, unparalleled in beauty. And these are all perfectly assembled on the same pure and refined dimple,

The black hair pouring down like a waterfall is as smooth as satin, fluttering in the gentle breeze, making the fair complexion more delicate and icy, making it extremely moving. The eyes of Jianshui, who were looking at each other, were like shining stars hanging in the dark night sky, flashing uneasy light under his sluggish gaze.

It's so beautiful... All the emotions in Ling Chen's heart gathered into two characters that have been swaying in his mind for a long time. This beautiful face clearly has the outline of Xuanyuan Diewu when she was young, but it is much more beautiful than Ling Chen's fantasy of her grown-up appearance... It is almost comparable to Yunmengxin.

"Isn't it... very ugly... very scary..." Xuanyuan Diewu bit her lip lightly, and said anxiously... It's just that she couldn't understand Ling Chen's eyes.

"No!" Ling Chen shook his head, he laughed, the smile was extremely relaxed and joyful, all the pain and haze accumulated in his heart before disappeared as if swept away by the breeze, he stretched out his hand, and held Xuanyuan Die Wu's face, caressing her smooth and jade-like skin, like caressing the most beautiful and flawless artwork in the world: "My Die Wu, when she grows up, she will indeed be a beauty that can overwhelm the country and the city."

"Sister is so beautiful!" Shadis Yika also exclaimed, with a cute and innocent smile on her pure white face: "It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful sister."

"Ah?" Xuanyuan Diewu was stunned. She could understand Ling Chen's words as comfort. But this little girl... a girl of this age has no heart, and the reaction to ugly things is direct and violent, but facing her face, this girl did not scream out of fear, but sincerely praised...how? Will this happen?

"Die Wu, you have to believe that there are miracles in this world." Ling Chen reluctantly moved his hands away from Xuanyuan Die Wu's face, and then turned out a small mirror from nowhere, and displayed it on Xuanyuan Die Wu's face in front of her, and smiled at her.

In the mirror, there is a beautiful and excessive girl, so beautiful that the most gorgeous words in the world are too beautiful to embellish. The moment Xuanyuan Diewu's eyes fell on the mirror, she froze for a moment, let out a scream of "ah" for a long time, and held her face fiercely with both hands.

The girl's face in the mirror was also immediately covered by a pair of hands wrapped in gray cloth.

"Is this me... Is this me... Is this me..." Xuanyuan Diewu was incoherent with excitement, groping her face with her hands chaotically, but she couldn't feel the traces of those scars. What I got was the tenderness of my hands.

Ling Chen shook the mirror and said with a smile: "This is a mirror that can't be more real. I bought your brother Tianya for six gold coins. It's absolutely genuine at a fair price. You'll pay ten for a fake one." .When you face the mirror, what you see in the mirror is of course only yourself.”

"But...but...how could this be...I...how could..." Xuanyuan Diewu was still incoherent, with a huge surprise and an even greater sense of unreality.