C313 Determination

"Is it you?" Yang Shihan murmured as she walked slowly towards Jue Wuchen. "Is it you? Is it you? Was it you who killed him? Was it you?"

After saying that, he suddenly knelt down in front of Jue Wuchen. He grabbed Jue Wuchen's collar and pulled him up. "Was it you? Speak, speak! Speak!"

However, Jue Wuchen was already on the verge of death. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Shihan. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly. After a long time, other than the heavy breathing, he did not make a sound.

"He died outside the inn without a complete corpse. " Yang Shihan could not help but recall the scene from that day. She had been kidnapped by Jue Wuchen and was in a coma. Suddenly, Yang Qing's voice rang in her ears. He still wanted to scream. . .

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Ah!" Yang Shihan shouted and stared at Jue Wuchen. She repeatedly said, "Why? Why? Why did you kill him? Why did you kill him? Why?" As he spoke, he shook Jue Wuchen violently as if he had gone mad.

"Is this what you meant when you said it wasn't worth it? Is this what you meant by 'not worth it'? Since you killed him, why didn't you kill me with a knife? Why did you leave me with my life? Why? Ah! " He shouted again.

At some point in time, blood started flowing out of Jue Wuchen's mouth again.

Yang Shihan, on the other hand, was sobbing and forcing him. Although the heavy rain poured down and covered Yang Shihan's entire face, one could still clearly see the tears that covered her eyes and the tears that rolled down her cheeks.

"Why you? Why you?" Yang Shihan murmured again and then she let go of Jue Wuchen. She picked up the long knife next to Jue Wuchen's hand. She slowly stood up and muttered to herself, "Indeed. Living in this world is always like this, and this is also a cold world. You and I are both cold people, in order to survive. . . But you can choose not to kill him. . . He is just a child. He doesn't even know martial arts. Why didn't you let him go? "

After saying that, he closed his eyes. "My life was saved by you. I don't owe you anything. After you die, In any case, it's good for everyone that I die. Anyway, I don't have any reason to live in this world anymore " He had already raised his saber high, and underneath it was Jue Wuchen.

As for Jue Wuchen, he had closed his eyes at some point in time. He was lying quietly on the ground, motionless. His face was pale and bloodless. It was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead.

The sound of the rain made the world extraordinarily noisy and quiet. Waiting for death always made time seem precious and difficult to bear.

Yang Shihan's mind was in a mess. Everything that she could remember seemed to be piled up in Yang Shihan's mind in an instant. It kept replaying, pulling, and making noise. . .

Yang Qing's voice, smile, and expression.

There were some trivial things about Yang Qing, big ones. The small ones, the happy ones. The sadness seemed to have been poured out of his head. The wind and rain that they had spent all these years together. . . All these years, they had been relying on each other for survival. He knew that he liked to eat sour food. He didn't like sweet food. He liked meat, but he didn't like pure skinny food. He liked to chew on bones like ribs. Duck wings, chicken claws. The more bizarre the things, the more he loved them. He knew that the most shameful thing was that he had peed on a bed when he was twelve years old. The proudest thing was that he was able to memorize the entire Analects of Confucius and the entire Meng Zi when he was ten years old. Furthermore, he was very familiar with it. . .

As he thought about it, He couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. . .

However, there were always a few fragments, a few scenes, and a few memories. Yang Shihan tried her best to ignore them, but she could not. She wanted to erase them, but she could not. The more she did not want to think about it, the more she thought about it. The more she thought about it, the clearer it was.

It wasn't about Yang Qing. It was about Jue Wuchen.

Jue Wuchen, who had put his hand on the charcoal and hadn't retracted his hand, stuffed the lamb into his mouth and looked at him coldly. Jue Wuchen was as hard as steel when he touched it. When he got close, he was scared like a mouse that had seen a cat. He didn't know what was in his heart and what was on his shoulder.

Also. . . The Jue Wuchen in front of him, who was poisoned and seriously injured, risked his life to rush over and did his best. The Jue Wuchen who had saved him. . .

"Argh!" A loud shout shook the sky and earth, it was heartbreaking.

"Pa!" The blade fell and blood splashed everywhere. Yang Shihan also fell to the ground and looked at Jue Wuchen who was beside her. After a long time, she slowly took out the half piece of Yama's Tongue from her clothes and slowly handed it to her mouth. . .

"No, no. . . " Jue Wuchen finally managed to hold back his words, but as soon as he said it, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"In the end, I still can't kill you, but I can kill myself. " As he spoke, he took a bite of the Yama's Tongue.

"No!" Jue Wuchen tried his best to open his eyes. He looked at Yang Shihan and said while panting.

"There is no such thing as the Jianghu in this world. " After saying that, he slowly got up with his back facing Jue Wuchen. One step, two steps, just as he took the third step, he staggered and fell to the ground. His back was still facing Jue Wuchen. He held his stomach and curled up his body. His whole body was in pain.

Yang Shihan's face could not be seen. Jue Wuchen did not know what kind of expression she had now. Was it pain, disappointment, determination, or despair. . .

"No. . . " Jue Wuchen looked at Yang Shihan's back and murmured.

"Uh!" He turned around and roared again. He did not know where the force came from, but he saw Jue Wuchen raise his hand suddenly and put it into his shirt. He found a small piece of triangular, green, and meaty stuff and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was a piece of Yama's Tongue that had always been on Jue Wuchen's body. In fact, there was a piece of Yama's Tongue in the grass that Yang Shihan gave Jue Wuchen earlier. She said that there was no Yama's Tongue, but Jue Wuchen lied to her because he knew that the Yama's Tongue was poisonous and he did not dare to eat it.

After Yang Shihan left, he picked up the piece of Yama's Tongue from the ground and cut off a small piece. But after hesitating for a long time, he still chose to put it in his arms. He did not dare to eat it.

Until he saw so many martial arts experts attacking him, he would rather bet on whether he could withstand the severe injuries and poison and use the Dominating World at the critical moment. He did not eat the Yama's Tongue because he did not dare. In fact, up until now, he still did not dare. It was just that there was really no other way. . .

The moment he swallowed the Yama's Tongue, Jue Wuchen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. In an instant, it spread to his entire body. . .