Chapter 234: Taunting and Provoking

Sang Mo did not ask why he didn't fulfill his wish to die. It was a meaningless question.

Since they could all hear his inner voice, they must be able to obtain some information through it. On this point, they might have reached a tacit understanding.

Sang Mo didn't want to pursue this matter, nor did he want to pursue it. There was no need to pursue it afterwards.

If he really wanted to investigate, he would have done it when Zhang Qiling showed his hand on the ship. At that time, they were all there, so he could have investigated however he wanted.

But the key is that this kind of problem cannot be resolved by pursuing it. It is better to avoid it directly and not disturb each other. No one will bother anyone else, and there will be no way to hear his voice.

However, as Sang Mo said just now, the penalty for triggering the task this time was too heavy and he could not bear it.

How can you talk about freedom and ease when you are blind and dumb?

Besides, according to the plot hints, only Zhang Qiling would appear, so Sang Mo took the initiative to come.

Although there was a slight mistake, Black Blind also came, but Black Blind hasn't come here yet.

Faced with Sang Mo's question, Zhang Qiling remained silent, not knowing how to answer or how to start.

But he still quickly denied it, "No, I don't like Wu Xie."

Things that need to be clarified must be explained first, and the negative words must be said out loud, otherwise who knows what Sang Mo will think.

But after explaining....

Zhang Qiling didn't know how to start.

He thought they would never see each other again, and he also thought Sang Mo was determined to stay away from them, completely out of their circle of life, and never see each other again.

He was prepared not to meet her, but Sang Mo suddenly appeared in front of him.

The first question he asked was a life-threatening one, which instantly shattered the joy that had just arisen in his heart.

Sang Mo was not satisfied with his negative words, "Keep talking, it's hard to convince me with just one sentence of no or dislike."

"After all, I have spent nearly 100 years to conquer you. They say that the latecomers come out on top because the former do not fight or compete."

"But I'm fighting so hard for you. Besides the fact that you lost your memory and forgot about me, I also want to know what's wrong with me."

Zhang Qiling was silent.

It was not until Sang Mo finished smoking his cigarette that he said in a low voice: "It's not that the latecomer has the upper hand, I just don't like Wu Xie."

"I like you."

"But I will forget you."

Sang Mo turned his head, speechless, "......"

He stared at Zhang Qiling, looking straight into his eyes, and questioned depressedly, "Are you still a man?"

"If you like me, can you bear to watch me being tortured by the mission?"

"Didn't your memory regain its consciousness? Didn't you hear what Tongzi and I were saying? How did you die when I was trying to capture you?"

"You don't know, but you should know that I failed the mission and died due to timeout, right?"

"So this is what you like?"

"You already like me, is it difficult to love me?"

"You asked me so calmly before if 100 points would be enough to complete the strategy. So you have been torturing me in the name of love for the past year?"

"Zhang Qiling, why don't you just give me a quick death and kill me."

"If it were you, you would have just moved faster, crushed my heart, and broken my neck. You could have killed me completely."

"Give me a quick death, kill me with your own hands, and I'll be free. Then you can continue to torture me in the name of liking me. Isn't that what you've been doing?"

Zhang Qiling's calm expression gradually disintegrated and cracked with these words, until it was completely replaced by complexity, and his calm and indifferent eyes were also tainted with pain.

He said, “I can’t do that.”

"I thought I loved you, but this doesn't seem to be love."

Sang Mo sneered, "OK, I understand, no need to say more."

He retracted his gaze, staring blankly at Wu Xie in the sleeping bag, and lit a cigarette for himself, "Let's get down to business. How do we guard the bronze door? Wu Xie alone is not enough, right? Okay, I'll guard it."

"I don't want to be blind and dumb. It's only ten years. I can afford to waste it. Tell me the method."

Zhang Qiling just looked at Sang Mo's profile, his eyes and face full of pain.

But Sang Mo ignored it. He stood up, walked to the sleeping bag, picked up the sleeping bag, and walked towards the bronze door.

"Why are you still sitting there in a daze? Come over and open the door. Don't waste each other's time."

"After you open the door, get out of here. If you dare to go in and come back to guard this door and make me dumb and blind, I will kill everyone you care about while I count down my life."

"Whether it's Wu Xie, Hei Xia Zi, Fatty Wang, or those Zhang family members who are stranded outside."

"I will also take away your Qilin bloodline and make you remember these memories for the rest of your life. You will repent and suffer in these memories."

[You bastard, those 89 points of favorability were really wasted. 】

Perhaps knowing that this unconscious curse had revealed his true thoughts, Sang Mo's expression became even more ferocious. He turned around and looked at Zhang Qiling who was still sitting, and shouted coldly, "Get up!"

Zhang Qiling stood up, walked to Sang Mo, grabbed Sang Mo's wrist and said, "Don't go."

"Let Wu Xie go."

Sang Mo sneered, "Why, now you think Wu Xie can do it alone?"

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything, but just grabbed Sang Mo's wrist with more force, and his cold voice had long lost its original calmness, "Don't go."

"If possible, I'd be the best candidate."

Sang Mo flipped his wrist and used his strength to break free from the hand that was holding him. He sneered and said, "Zhang Qiling, it's not that Wu Xie is incapable, it's just that you want Wu Xie to stay outside to deal with the Wang family."

"With Wu Xie guarding the bronze gate, no one will go to deal with the Wang family. Although Wu Sanxing and Jie Lianhuan are dead, their plans are still there."

"Wu Xie has already joined the game. Only he can complete it."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and looked at his empty hand, and Sang Mo's mocking voice came to his ears again.

"You can tell me directly. I'm not unkind. After all, this is my own mission. If I don't want to become blind and dumb, then I have to do it myself. It's my own business, so I don't have the right to trouble you to escort me."

Zhang Qiling impatiently grabbed his wrist again, "No."

"Don't go."

"Let Wu Xie in, I'll open the door."

After saying this, they both heard the sound of iron chains rustling. Sang Mo smiled and said, "The blind man is coming."

Zhang Qiling said, "Put Wu Xie down and wait for him to sober up before sending him inside."

Sang Mo put down the sleeping bag as he was told. "My method of provoking someone is quite effective. Isn't this a happy ending for everyone?"

After saying that, he did not forget to take the last puff of the cigarette, because the cigarette that had been in his lips had already burned to the bottom, and this last puff of cigarette tasted really spicy.

He threw away the cigarette butt and said with a smile: "Zhang Qiling, you just said you like me, so do you want to be with me?"

"I'm serious, you're my boyfriend now."

Zhang Qiling looked at him and subconsciously tightened the grip on his wrist.

Then I heard him say: "This mission is completed, my sense of smell and taste can be restored, and now I have a boyfriend, it's great."

"Hey, ex-boyfriend, long time no see. Let me introduce you, this is my current boyfriend."

The black bear, who had just come down and was still a long way away, "......"