Chapter 137 I Hate You, I Love You
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Shu Yue knew that he would never be able to kill Lingze by himself.
Whether in terms of strength or intelligence, he will never be able to compare to Lingze.
The only thing that makes him better than Lingze is that he is vicious and cruel.
Shu Yue smiled and handed the poisoned wine in her hand to Lingze, watching her drink it with a smile on her face.
Half a minute later, the poison took effect and Lingze lost all his strength. He fell limply on the bed.
Shu Yue took out the dagger from his arms expressionlessly, pressed her shoulder tightly with his left hand, and raised the dagger tightly in his right hand.
Lingze was lying under him, and even in this dangerous situation, he still looked at him with a smile, as if he believed that Shu Yue would not kill him.
She was too confident. Even Shu Yue, who was about to take action, did not have that kind of confidence.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Shu Yue asked.
Shu Yue took a look at the dagger in her hand and began to explain the origin of the dagger.
"This is the dagger that Heaven gave me. It's called 'God Slayer'."
"If you ask me, Tiandao is such a bad name. He actually came up with such a simple and crude name."
Shu Yue was like a child who had just been given a toy. She stretched out her hand and gestured twice in front of Lingze's chest, and then said with certainty: "It really can kill you, even if you are a god."
Lingze didn't answer him, but raised his hands and slowly climbed up Shu Yue's head.
Just when Shu Yue thought Lingze was going to strangle him, he felt those hands gently wiping away the water stains from the corners of his eyes.
It was also at this time that Shu Yue discovered that her eyes had begun to tear uncontrollably.
Shu Yue turned her head, broke free from Lingze's hands, and then put the dagger in her hand against Lingze's chest.
The sharp blade with a metallic sheen was blatantly threatening Lingze's life, but the victim himself seemed to not care at all.
Shu Yue hated seeing Lingze like this.
In his imagination, Lingze should be crying and begging him to forgive her, just like he did in the past.
Pain, collapse, begging for mercy, panic, just like myself in the past, in order to survive, I would behave in an ugly way and do anything.
But Lingze had none of that. She just lay quietly on the bed, peaceful and sacred.
Shu Yue suddenly sneered, and pinched Lingze's neck with her left hand, tightening it continuously until Lingze began to cough uncontrollably and breathe tensely.
Shu Yue looked at him coldly: "If you beg me, I will let you go."
Lingze said nothing, and looked at Shu Yue with compassion in her beautiful eyes.
At that moment, Shu Yue felt as if her roles had been reversed with Lingze's. She was the one about to die, so Lingze looked at her like that.
He didn't understand why Lingze could be so calm and peaceful.
Lingze's attitude made Shu Yue feel like a madman.
But it is Lingze who is obviously abnormal.
It’s Lingze who is obviously abnormal!
Shu Yue collapsed, her eyes were cold, tears flowed uncontrollably, soaking her clothes.
He shouted, "Please beg me! I told you to beg me!"
He became completely crazy, looking at Lingze with a smile but not a smile, and a cry but not a cry. In a trance, the god in front of him seemed to have turned into a statue in the temple.
It stands there quietly. People either worship it or kneel down, love it or hate it, worship it and respect it. It always keeps its brows lowered, looking at everyone with compassion.
There are many incense sticks burning in front of it and many believers.
There are piles of bones under its feet, and there is suffering in the world.
She knows everything and she cares about nothing.
Shu Yue hated Lingze's behavior.
He used to hate her arrogance, but now he hated her for still putting on that holy attitude even though she was dragged into the quagmire by him, which made him look as dark and twisted as a rat in the gutter.
In the midst of the huge collapse, Shu Yue suddenly calmed down.
He gestured for Lingze to look at the dagger in his hand and made a final test: "Do you love me?"
Shu Yue pretended not to care about Lingze's answer at all, but his eyes staring at Lingze and his stiff body revealed his will.
He cared about Lingze's answer to the point of death.
Lingze suddenly smiled and said, "Love, it's because I love you that I am willing to die in your hands."
Shu Yue has been with Lingze for many years. He knows Lingze very well and knows how Lingze will react when he lies.
But now, after hearing these words, Shu Yue suddenly couldn't tell whether Lingze's words were true or false.
But in fact, in Shu Yue's heart, it doesn't matter whether this sentence is true or false.
Shu Yue slowly leaned over, lowered her head, and kissed Lingze's forehead reverently.
His forehead was against Lingze's forehead, and his nose was against Lingze's nose. The distance was so close that he could feel the breath exhaled by Lingze. It was an extremely intimate distance, but there was no ambiguous emotion at all.
Although she was in a superior position, Shu Yue looked as pious as if she was kissing the toes of a god.
At this moment, the rat in the sewer ran out of its dark and damp nest, unafraid of the hot day outside and the eyes of the world, and knelt at the feet of the god.
The scorching sun eroded his body, and the eyes of the world were like sharp blades peeling off his skin and flesh inch by inch, but he did not move his body at all until his flesh and blood were blurred.
"I love you."
Whether it was for emphasis or simply to express her feelings, Shu Yue repeated, "I love you, too."
Lingze's eyes were touched, and his voice choked, "I know."
Shu Yue smiled and shook her head slightly.
"No, you don't."
"How could you know something that even I'm only discovering now?"
Shu Yue looked at Lingze lovingly, "I always thought I hated you."
"I hate that you are a celestial being like me, yet you are so high and mighty as to act like a god."
"I hate that you're so calm in the face of death; it reveals my own clumsiness and darkness..."
Shu Yue's voice was hoarse and filled with tears, "I always thought I hated you."
"But it wasn't until you said you loved me that I realized I just hated that you didn't love me enough."
"What I hate is not crawling at your feet, but the fact that you don't have me in your eyes."
"Lingze, I love you." Shu Yue didn't know what she was thinking about, and her eyes gradually became firm.
"I'm a very selfish person, so you must remember that I love you."
"I want you to swear that you will only love me for the rest of your life, for thousands of years, even until death."
Shu Yue never believed in oaths, but at this moment, he couldn't think of anything that could restrain Lingze except oaths.
Lingze is like a mother who tolerates her child's mischief. No matter what conditions Shu Yue puts forward, she will accept them without any bottom line.
Shu Yue looked at Lingze and swore, then smiled with relief.
"That's good, that's good." Shu Yue thought.
Relying on this love that is not sure whether it is true or false, Shu Yue, this mouse, can also deceive himself into learning to be a hero.
Carrying his dark and damp love, he walked towards his own death in a heroic and tragic way.
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