Way of Choices

Apart from the Devil, no one can eat human flesh.

——Even if there is such a perverted character, it will only be a private act, absolutely not dare to announce it to the public, and will not still have a proud look.

The girl in black is ridiculous. It sounds like a joke. Logically speaking, it can only be a joke, but the people in the pavilion cannot laugh. Because here is far away from the deep snow mountains of the world, on the deepening winter night lake, where strange stories are most likely to happen, and her expression is very serious.

The atmosphere of fear and uneasiness enveloped the snow pavilion and occupied everyone's heart. Shame is sometimes irritating, and fear is also the same, because it is forcing you to face your own spiritual weaknesses. That Mr. Yang wanted to explain a few words, but when he said it, he turned into an old reproach.

"Am I wrong? These medicinal materials can save lives, but they are used by you to satisfy your tongue! You eat human flesh! Drink human blood!"

"Of course you are not wrong." The black girl's childish and indifferent eyebrows were indifferent: "Because I was eating human flesh and drinking human blood."

When the words fell, a painful wailing sounded in the snow pavilion, and Mr. Yang's hand was broken with his wrist!

Accompanied by horrified shouts, and the string of crystal blood spattering into the night sky, the broken hand was controlled by an invisible force and floated to the girl in black.

She looked at the broken hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not move for a while, not knowing what she was thinking.

People looked at this **** picture in horror, thinking, would she really eat that broken hand into her belly?

An Hua noticed that the expression of the girl in black was extremely serious, prudent and focused, even with a divine meaning.

This discovery made her feel endless fear, and her body was extremely cold, because it reminded her of the little girl she saw in Gaozhan, Gaoyang Town today.

"Don't mess around." A voice rang from the shore of the lake.

The young man who just disappeared suddenly came back from the bridge.

Because of this person's appearance, the atmosphere of repression and panic in Xueting became inexplicably relaxed a lot.

I don't know whether it is because of his gentle tone, or the clean and delicate face gives a harmless feeling.

The girl in black looked at him angrily and said, "Where am I fooling? That red braised lamb you stewed for me, how would you eat it when touched by that guy's dirty hand?"

The young man came outside the pavilion and looked at her and said, "Is it because of this that you are going to nibble his hand?"

The girl in black said angrily, "I don't care! I'm going to eat human flesh! I was eating human flesh, why can't I eat it?"

The young man said helplessly: “I tried it two years ago. You don’t like to eat that. Why do you still remember this thing now?”

The girl in black snorted and said, "Me who can't eat human flesh, is it me?"

"Good boy, as you said just now, this hand is very dirty, throw it away quickly." The young man said to her, there was a very slight spoil in his voice, more helpless, but also related to the photos, responsibilities, obligations, just Like the elders to the juniors, it's strange to feel a little bit timid.

This dialogue is also very weird. Once upon a time, such a thing as eating human flesh can be discussed on the table?

Everyone certainly thought it was ridiculous, but all but Mr. Yang, who was already in pain and about to faint, all hoped that this young man could persuade the girl in black.

No one wants to have nightmares every night for the rest of his life.

The girl in black was obviously unhappy, but finally threw the broken hand into the lake according to words.

Seeing this picture, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know what you want, but I really can't give it to you, otherwise..."

The young man’s eyes fell on Anhua’s face and said, “There are indeed herbs in the mutton bowl and hip flask, but that’s not what you want.”

An Hua has confirmed that he is the owner of Zhu Sha Dan, and he wonders why he wants to speak to himself among so many people, he can't help but stunned.

The young man continued: "I am not that extravagant. If this meat and wine can save people, of course it will not be used to satisfy his appetite."

An Hua felt increasingly puzzled that this person must not be an ordinary person, and there was no need to explain anything to his ordinary teachings of the 13th Division of the Qing Dynasty. And when she saw Mr. Yang who was suffering from pain, the confusion was replaced by sorrow again, saying: "But you are a big man who ignores the death of ordinary life after all."

The young man looked at her with a serious and stubborn look, and was slightly lost, probably thinking of a girl who had also practiced in the 13th Division of the Qing Dynasty.

He wanted to explain a few words, or for this reason.

"You are a pure doctor, you are a real soldier."

He looked at An Hua and the general and said, "But this one is different. He is not an ordinary medical officer. I can see his greed, so it is the price he needs to pay for breaking his hand."

Just like the previous explanation, there is no evidence, it is only self-determination, it is difficult to be convincing, but looking at the young man's clean and clear eyes, An Hua and the general believed.

Then the young man said with regret: "I didn't expect to be found so soon."

The atmosphere in the snow pavilion became tense again, and everyone held the knife handle and the crossbow arrows, breathing a little anxiously, thinking that the other party was about to kill the mouth? If you don't see the picture of the girl in black quietly and silently breaking Mr. Yang's wrist, everyone may laugh at this idea is whimsical, but now no one dares to think so.

However, the young man didn't do anything. He just summoned the girl in black out of the snow pavilion and turned to walk towards the bridge.

It was then noticed by everyone that he had been carrying his suitcase, and it turned out that the time he had just disappeared was just about to leave.

After all, An Hua is a woman, her mind is relatively slender, and she thinks of more things.

It only took such a short time to pack up the suitcase, so they are ready to leave at any time?

What is he avoiding? The world-renowned reputation brought by Zhu Sha Dan, not rich and rich, endless risks, or the world itself?

Who is this young man? What kind of story does he have?

The general came with military orders, and naturally he was not willing to let the other party leave. After a deep drink, he swept outside the Xueting.

With a loud bang, countless smoke and dust splashed under the pavilion. He was blocked by an invisible barrier and fell to the ground.

People only realized that the other party had already placed a ban in the snow pavilion before they left, or there was no danger, but they could not prevent themselves from leaving.

An Hua walked to the pavilion and looked at the back of the two men and shouted: "We just want to ask a cinnabar for help."

The young man didn't turn around and said, "I'm really out of here. A few days after the next furnace, you go back and wait."

An Hua shouted in despair: "But he can't wait."

"There are many things that we cannot decide ourselves, we can only admit our fate."

The young man continued to walk towards the end of the wooden bridge with the girl in black, still talking all the way.

"Don't make unreasonable troubles in the future."

"Where is there any reason to make trouble?"

"Then can you not be so tyrannical? You must kill people and eat people if you don't, which is really bad."

"Those people are here to rob things! I must have wanted to get started on you. Of course I have to kill them. If they kill, they can kill. By the way, what is it to eat?"

"I know you don't want to eat, why do you force yourself..."

"When did I say that I didn't want to eat human flesh? I didn't think about what you said. The hand was too dirty, it was too troublesome to wash and pluck hair..."

"That's for you to find a step for you to get down."

"Hey! If you say it like this, wouldn't I have been put on the ladder again? Anyway, please carry it clearly, I am giving you face!"

Listening to these conversations and looking at the back that is going away, the emotions of the people in Xueting are very complicated.

Just when they thought that everything that happened tonight will become a memory, and it will eventually become a cold dream in life that is difficult to forget but without trace...

suddenly.

The sky full of stars and broken snow suddenly danced violently, and a huge stone roared down from the sky, hitting the wooden bridge.

The lake was surging, the waves were making waves, the wood chips were flying, and the dust and snow chips covered the entire sky.

The wooden bridge was broken and the snowy lake was chaotic.

The young man and the girl in black stood by the broken bridge and their clothes were slightly wet.

Silent, extremely depressed.

Suddenly a wind rang out, and there was a continuation of it, it was the cold wind blowing the flames.

Then there was the sound of metal friction, and the sound of armor knocking.

Numerous torches ignited by the lake in sequence, gradually illuminating the picture.

There are people everywhere.

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