Pampering the sea

He squatted down, held Xin Yue's sharp and thin chin, and forced her to look at him. He hooked his thin lips: "In order not to make my wife heartbroken, I must not kill him."

Hearing this, Xin Yue didn't feel the slightest joy, because she saw something in his eyes that could destroy the world, unfathomable and bottomless.

"Cut off his stuff that is passed on from generation to generation!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the gloomy sky, rumbling loudly, shaking people's eardrums.

Xin Yue looked at Chu Zhiling in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Didn't Madam ask me to spare his life? I won't kill him, but," he stroked her delicate jade cheek with a cold hand, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "it is absolutely impossible for me to make you like him any more Opportunity!"

Xin Yue's pupils shrank, and the clear eyes were so deep that they seemed to be frozen.

Chu Zhiling turned his head and said: "What are you still doing, get the knife for me!"

A flash of lightning shot across the sky in an instant, illuminating the young man's pale jade cheeks. He was clearly about to receive the cruelest punishment, but his expression was paler than everyone else's, as if he was watching an irrelevant play.He is on the outside, dressed in white, calm and calm.

"I'll do it myself." He moved his lips, and his voice was as soft and harmonious as ever, as light as a breeze passing through.

Chu Zhiling raised one eyebrow obliquely, signaling the pirate to give him the knife.

The wind suddenly blew up one after another, and the leaves on the ancient cherry tree swayed with the wind. A few black butterflies flew to the shoulders of Xia Chuan's white clothes, but in an instant, they flapped their wings lightly and ran away.

Xia Chuan's hands were very white and very slender. He took the knife, pursed his lips, and looked at it. The snow-white blade reflected his flawless face. He moved his hand and threw the sword on the ground with a bang.

"Give me the big Japanese samurai sword."

Migratory birds flying from south to north hovered in the low sky, making long neck-raising calls from time to time, the sky became lower and lower, and the black clouds piled up thicker and thicker, as if heavy rain was coming at any time.

The pirate who handed the knife was a little impatient, and had to pick and choose from the palace, but he still stood aside, took a big knife from Tian Zeyihuang's servant warrior, and threw it to Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan took the knife, and there was a faint brilliance between his brows and eyes. He looked at his reflection in the snow-colored blade, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled.

Dressed in a white dress with loose ribbons, he sipped a seemingly careless smile at the corner of his mouth, and the faint sunshine sprinkled on his hair, like a slowly flowing stream, soft and moist all the way.

He stood under the tree, his clothes fluttering, his eyes were clear, like a light and smudged ink painting.

He held the handle of the knife and smiled calmly.

"No, Xia Chuan, no! Xia Chuan, put down the knife, do you hear me!" Xin Yue suddenly yelled.

The young man with picturesque features shook his head and smiled, his eyes were as clear as clouds washed by rain, without any impurities:

"I'm fine, you, take care of yourself, don't do stupid things all the time, don't take things too seriously, just live your life, don't feel that you owe anyone." He looked at her anxiously With red eyes, half pity and half helpless, she smiled softly, as gentle and elegant as a lotus flower, "Be strong."

Xin Yue's lips were tightly pursed, his voice was very pure and warm, and his tone was very gentle, just like that time in Jinsha Bay where pirates were ravaging, he came here desperately, and he also used this kind of gentle almost encouraging voice to speak She whispered softly in her ear:

"Xin Yue, cheer up."

The knife in Xia Chuan's hand shone with a cold color.

"Chu Zhiling, let him go." Xin Yue turned his head, looked at the cold-faced Chu Zhiling, and said in a cold voice, "Do you know that doing this is equivalent to killing a man?"

There was a thin mist of mist in her eyes, which were as bright as broken glass, shining slightly with sparkling waves.

Chu Zhiling was startled, then raised her chin, looked at her carefully, raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, "You're going to cry."

"If something happened to Xia Chuan today, you don't have to have your child, I will definitely not keep him." She forced back the emotion in her eyes, calm as a pool of stagnant water, and looked at him calmly.

A few birds chirped from far away, screaming long and shrilly. The white bird's wings pierced into the gray clouds, and disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, there was a thunderous thunder, as if somewhere was burned , The air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder.

Chu Zhiling narrowed his long and narrow eyes, the turmoil hidden inside seemed to be able to tear her apart, and immediately he smiled indifferently: "You won't, you love this child, you won't."

"Then see if I can." Xin Yue raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, his expression indifferent and indifferent.

Chu Zhiling's expression darkened, and he squeezed her chin fiercely. He felt that he was going to crush her jaw, but she just didn't say a word.

He suddenly let go of her chin, stood up, and smiled loudly: "You are using the child's life as a bargaining chip to threaten me?" He turned his head to Xia Chuan, raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "At this speed, you want me to personally Do you want to do it?"

"Chu Zhiling!" Xin Yue looked at the bloodthirsty and cruel man in front of him, and couldn't help screaming. She suddenly felt that the rattan locks tied to her body were so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

Xia Chuan glanced at Chu Zhiling expressionlessly, then turned Senhan's broadsword in his hand, suddenly a thunder roared above his head, Tian Ze Nana screamed in fright, hugged his father's feet tightly, and burst into tears , The air was filled with mournful sobs.

Xia Chuan's eyes were like water flowing over the girl's thin face, and her begonia-colored lips were slightly parted: "Don't feel bad."

This sentence made Xin Yue's lips pursed even tighter, her brows were furrowed, and her complexion was pale.

"Actually, what I hope most is that one day, you can be my mediator." He sighed very low, his face was still calm, and there were traces of things in his eyes that others could not understand. The vicissitudes that cannot bear the burden of the years are mixed with the flawless jade-like resolute transparency, which spreads in the corners of the eyes layer by layer, rippling the dark sky endlessly.

Mistake... Mistake...

A leaf of red maple swirled and fell, against the girl's clear and flawless eyes, there was a kind of stunning and poignant beauty.

Xin Yue was stunned for a while, all the blood on her face disappeared, and she immediately shouted in a gaffe: "No! Live on, Xia Chuan! Live on!"

The bells of the monastery could be heard from afar, and there seemed to be sobbing rhymes among the green lights of the ancient temple in the distance. The child who was entangled with his father seemed to be frightened by this scene, sobbing loudly.

The young man under the cherry blossom tree was thin and his black hair was dancing in the wind, as if he was about to be blown away by the wind at any moment. He held the knife with both hands, with a calm expression on his ice-like face, and slowly pointed the tip of the knife at himself. belly.

Mistake... Mistake... Seppuku...

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