Every word he said was heart-wrenching.
Shen Qianyue asked herself that she had never done anything wrong in her life, but she was in the wrong only when it came to Si Jiuming.
His chest was still bleeding, but he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he approached her again.
Shen Qianyue tried to pull out the Yiying Sword, but he held it tightly.
The palm of his hand was cut, and scarlet blood flowed along the edge of the sword.
"Si Jiuming, let go!"
She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and there was still no trace of pity for him on her cold face.
Si Jiuming sneered: "So Master is now reluctant to even call me Little Jiuer."
"But disciple remembers that Master used to love calling me Little Jiuer the most."
His smile stung Shen Qianyue’s eyes, and as the sword completely sank into his chest and pierced out from his back, Shen Qianyue’s heart was beating wildly.
What is he going to do?
Do you want to die in her hands?
"Over the years, Master, have you ever felt your disciple's heartbeat?"
He raised his hand, and his bloody fingertips rested on her heart.
What was beating there was his heart.
His heart is in his master's body, but why can't his master feel his surging emotions?
Si Jiuming seemed to feel no pain at all. His bloody hand seemed to want to touch the face he had been thinking about day and night, but he was afraid of getting it dirty.
"You're injured." Shen Qianyue was silent for a long time before she uttered these words.
He chuckled softly, "Will Master feel bad about this?"
"No, you won't."
Si Jiuming shook his head: "Master, you pushed me into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave in front of all the disciples of the Immortal Sect. Master, do you know what is in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave?"
"It's an evil spirit that eats people without leaving any bones behind."
"They gnawed at every inch of the disciple's flesh."
"But I am a demon seed. Even if my flesh is gnawed off, it will grow back quickly. They gnaw on my flesh, and then continue to gnaw after it grows back. Master, do you know how much pain I am in?"
Every word he said was like a sharp knife stabbing Shen Qianyue's heart.
The hand holding the sword was shaking, but he couldn't utter a word.
The more silent she was, the more the anger in Si Jiuming's heart would be magnified.
"My Lord, this little demon is so pitiful. Are we going too far?"
Xiao Ba finally couldn't bear it anymore.
How come after not seeing him for seven years, this little devil has developed a taste for self-mutilation?
Does he think that this method can soften the Lord's heart?
But it's such a pity that the Lord is a heartless person. Even if she had one, she has long since cut off all emotions and love with the ruthless path she is practicing now.
Moreover, the Lord once said that being soft-hearted is the most useless thing in the world.
Therefore, it is impossible for the Lord to be soft-hearted.
"Why is Master not speaking anymore?"
Si Jiuming's eyes began to turn fierce, and even his tone became harsh.
He suddenly grabbed Shen Qianyue's shoulders with force, and the strength of his palm was so great that he almost crushed her shoulder blades.
Shen Qianyue raised her eyelids: "You don't want to fight with your master, what do you want your master to say?"
"Seven years ago, it was indeed your master who pushed you into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Your master has acknowledged this. Now that you have fallen into your hands, it is up to you to kill or chop me up."
Anyway, this little demon has a very strong desire for revenge, and Shen Qianyue never thought that she would be able to leave safely after this incident today.
"You can kill me or chop me up, whatever you like."
His voice was so cold that the air around him seemed to be frozen into ice.
Xiao Ba shuddered.
Woo woo woo, this little demon is so scary!
As scary as the Lord!
It couldn't even imagine how brutal a showdown would be between these two terrifying people.
"Then Master, what you mean is that now that it's in your hands, I can do whatever I want?"
At this time, Shen Qianyue had not yet realized what this sentence meant.
Still very cool and beautiful.
"Then..." The hand that was on her chest slowly moved upwards and finally stopped on her fair and slender neck.
He suddenly reached out, grabbed Shen Qianyue's neck and pulled her towards him.
He lowered his head and accurately captured her red lips, then held them in his mouth.
The two of them were very close, and he was filled with coldness and anger, and she pressed him down and kissed him deeply almost instinctively.
“Hmm…”
An uncontrollable moan escaped from his throat.
He suddenly bit her neck fiercely and said in a wicked and arrogant tone, "How could I bear to kill Master? Even if Master must die, she can only die in the hands of this disciple, suffering utter torture!"
"During the years when this disciple was away from Master, did Shaoyang do the same to you?"
His voice was thick with danger and jealousy.
In the past, he was jealous of Shaoyang, jealous of his engagement with his master, and jealous that he would have his master all to himself in the future.
And he could only watch.
"Master, don't worry. When I get out, the first person I'll kill will be Shao Yang."
Shen Qianyue was breathing heavily, and he lowered his eyes to watch her red lips gently opening and closing, full of temptation.
Before Shen Qianyue could speak, the fierce kiss fell again. Si Jiuming approached, taking advantage of the height advantage, forcing Shen Qianyue to raise her neck and head high.
He pressed down on Shen Qianyue like a small mountain, attacking the city fiercely and not giving her any chance to breathe or resist.
The slender neck outlined soft and perfect lines, but the neck was so fragile that he felt he could break it with one hand.
The heat and wetness between her lips and teeth were entangled, and her teeth were pried open. She was already a little unsteady on her feet, and her entire back was forced to stick to the door.
Her body slid down, but someone picked her up and pressed her against the door and continued to kiss her deeply.
That kiss was one he had been thinking about for a long time.
The taste of Master was even sweeter than he had imagined.
He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of incomparable wonderful experience the next move would bring.
And when Shen Qianyue's mind was still a mess, the man who was pressing on her suddenly fell heavily on her.
Xiao Ba immediately raised the alarm: "My Lord, the little demon is in danger!"
"Xiao Jiu'er?"
The man was very heavy, and he actually pressed Shen Qianyue to the ground. His large body pressed on her, almost making it difficult for her to breathe.
Si Jiuming's face was pale and bleeding from his chest.
Shen Qianyue didn’t hesitate, and immediately stuffed a pill into his mouth, then moved him to the bed.
She quickly stopped the bleeding, touched his chest, and frowned, "Why doesn't he have a heartbeat?"
"Xiao Ba, is he still alive?"
"It's still alive, my Lord, but very weak. And Hachi sensed that the little demon's heart seemed to be gone."
The heart is gone?
How could such a good heart disappear?
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