Chapter 2017 is her

  The people around them thought and sneered again and again, but Fang Yourong was calm as water, and only lightly said: "What you say, I have believed before, and I will probably not listen to what you say in the future."

   Jiaojiao: "!!!"

  Fuck! This is especially the rhythm of overturning! Yuyu, quickly explain!

  Qin Yu gently called: "Senior Sister."

   Fang Yourong, who had just turned to leave, looked back at her, Qin Yu: "Then I won’t speak, I’ll show you how to write it, I can write it well."

  Fang Yourong: "..."

  Fifth Daoling quickly recalled someone’s writing. As a modern professional user of ballpoint pen computer keyboards, Qin Yu is really not that piece of material when it comes to writing brush writing.

   also. . . Reluctantly. . . Let's get by.

  Not good.

  In the past, a certain master had secretly disliked the bright face and taunted him.

   "You seem very certain that I will always indulge you."

  Fang Yourong looked calm.

  Qin Yu reached out his hand and landed on his face, stroking the **** flesh and blood on it, and his palm was full of blood.

  Fang Yourong saw Fifth Daoling, and his complexion changed slightly.

  Qin Yu smiled.

   "You feel bad."

  This person can always grasp the weakness of others, and then hit the point.

   Fang has tolerated, but closed his eyes, as if he was very tired, and asked a question, feeling sorrowful and lonely, floating in the sky for a long time, as if she had been waiting there for such a sentence.

   "You...what the **** is it for?"

  This is probably also a problem for many people.

  Only before, she was either in a hurry to cover her pan, or she was suspicious and shocked, but no one dared to ask, perhaps everyone knew that Qin Yu might not be able to say it.

  But Fang Yourong asked, it will probably be different—even if Qingqiu said before, it is almost a lie.

"For what." Qin Yu stood high in the sky, because his body was reshaping, black light was stained, and the wind and rain were endless, he didn't look much evil and hideous. Because of power has always been innocent, the evil is only in the human heart. This is Qin Yu. Consistent concept.

  What she thinks is what she does.

   "Sister, have you ever thought of turning around? For those people you have lost."

  Fang Yourong was startled, a sea of ​​fire flashed quickly in his mind, and looking back, it was the woman who was clearly unsmiling but finally smiled and kitsch lying under the unbearable person. Brothel Huale, purgatory on earth.

  After that, she passed many streets with brilliant lights and splendid halls. It was clear that there was no darkness before and after, and she could vaguely hear the woman's words in her ear: Rong Er, don't look back in the future.

  Because I will feel sad when I look back.

   Her eye sockets pressed down, and she said lightly: "The reason why people get old year after year is because they understand that what is lost will never come back."

  Qin Yu: "Yes, but what if those people lose you?"

  Fang Yourong suddenly understood what Qin Yu meant-if her mother had lost her, she would definitely be reluctant to be so sad, and would definitely return to her at all costs.

Because people die when they die, go to the underworld, drank soup, crossed the bridge, don’t remember the past, and only those who are still alive always have troubles, suffer, miss, and change because of misses. pain.

  "You want to return to some people, people who are important to you."

   "Yes." Qin Yu smiled, palms fell on his face, the blood on his hands was washed away by the rain, and his fingers touched the corners of his eyes.

  “Some people’s paths are born with clear winding paths and splendid splendor, while some people’s paths need to be paved with bones, and the gods will clear the way."

   "If I want to achieve my goal, I always have to kill some people."

  I don’t know if she is talking about the various corpses piled up below, or the people in Guchen.

  Fang Yourong pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It is also common sense to have a willingness and a reward."

Many people appreciate her words carefully and understand the bitterness of it. If Qin Yu really has a plan, she must use the life of Guchen and others to walk her bones, and she must also lose some money, such as leaving Wuque. .

  This time I leave, I can’t look back.

Fang Yourong knew that this was Qin Yu's house.

In fact, she didn’t give up too much. She had always known that her little sister seemed gentle and kind, but in fact she was very proud of her, had an extraordinary vision, ordinary people and so on. Ordinary things are totally indifferent. It's especially easy.

  Because of those discarded, she can easily get them from other places in the future.

  If it is not easy, it is abandoned after all.

   includes Wuque, including her Fang Yourong.

   After finishing speaking, Fang Yourong smiled faintly: "Fortunately, you finally told me the truth."

  Even before, it was basically a lie.

  This smile is already alienated from Duan Fang.

  As she used to treat others.

   Jiaojiao's mouth moved slightly, trying to explain something for Qin Yu, but in the end she didn't say, he thought Qin Yu should have plans.

  Maybe something is waiting. . .

   "Sister, there is actually one more thing I have been lie to you."

   "I... it doesn't look like this."

  Fang Yourong was startled, and then together with others saw Qin Yu’s body being repaired clinging to the black halo of Shengxian Daojie, the repair speed was dozens of times faster, and the skin repaired every inch.

  At that moment, Fifth Daoling frowned slightly, glanced at Fang Yourong, and flung a robe out with a move of his wrist.

  Wow!

  The robe was caught by Haobai's protruding wrist, Qin Yu wore it casually, bowing his head in the rain and lacing it.

Fifth Dao Ling is calm and restrained in nature and domineering. She is dressed in Xuanmo. The robe is like ink and silk. It falls in her hands and on her body. It fits the newly reshaped Cangshan snow color, especially the slender finger hooks. Slowly fasten the black strap, black and white, and the cool colors blend together.

  When he is fastened, and when he raises his head again, the thin, thin but boundless rain curtain is already a strange face.

   But only with that one raised his head, it refreshed everyone's knowledge and thoughts of Qingqiu this person and this identity.

  Even the fifth knife Ling was stunned.

  It's her, but it doesn't seem to be her.

  In fact, there is still a little similarity, that is, the contradiction. Qingqiu's contradiction lies in the softness and tenderness that she has shaped on the bright side, and the thoughtfulness of the bones, and the fierce and decisive performance on the dark side.

   comes from xinxing, attacking scheming, this is Qingqiu.

But this kind of contradiction between light and dark on Qingqiu's body was melted on the bright surface by the person in front of him. Only the raised eyes, the exposed face, the lonely spirit hanging in the wind and rain in the world, it Reflected vividly.

  Mountains, seas, springs come, moonlit nights, and winter plums and snow can be seen on the railings.

  This is her glorious and beautiful side, and also the side that best fits the beauty of women in the world.

  But the other side.

  Blood in the sand on the battlefield on earth during busy time, and climb to the top to look at the mountains and moon in the free time.

  Strong, sharp, and expensive, like a peerless sword that can be easily drawn into and out of its sheath.

  Blood is seen when out of the sheath, but light when in the sheath.

  (End of this chapter)