Interstellar arena

Su Zijing had a dream.

She dreamed that she was being chased by a group of villains. She ran desperately, ran, and ran...but no matter how hard she tried, the group of hideous villains were always behind her.

In the boundless darkness, Su Zijing's feet became heavier and heavier, as if she was running in a swamp, her body was wrapped in fear, and she fell into the abyss...

"Where is the evildoer rushing to rob the women, looking at the stick, oh... it's looking at the knife..."

Suddenly, the sun shone, and a tall man with a big knife in his hand and a vague face appeared stepping on the auspicious clouds. The big knife was flying in the air, with a murderous look, and a group of wicked people were killed in an instant, bleeding into rivers and fleeing without a trace. .

"Who are you?" Su Zijing stared at that hero obsessively, this is exactly the hero in her dream!

"I'm your husband five hundred years later you gave up on this relationship because of me in five hundred years I worked so hard to come back here and all these things I did here are all for you Jingjing I miss you I miss you Really miss you I miss you so much! Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Su Zijing tried hard to see the man's face clearly, but the face was always blurred, as if it was shrouded in fog.

"You should do this, and I should die too. Once there was a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. The most painful thing in the world is this. Your sword Cut off my throat! Don't hesitate anymore! If God can give me another chance, I will say three words to that girl: I love you. If you have to add A time limit, I hope it is... ten thousand years..."

"Ah, why should I kill you, besides, I don't have a sword..."

"One day when you find that you fall in love with someone you beg, this relationship is the most terrible!" The man murmured.

"You beg me?"

"Yes, you can kill me. I would rather die than marry you. By the way, you don't have a sword, but you have a pair of scissors."

"The person I like is an unrivaled hero. One day he will step on the clouds of seven colors to marry me. I guessed right, but I can't guess the ending..." Su Zijing raised the scissors in her hands in despair.

……

Today's weather is very good, the morning sun has shot into the port!, the port! It is covered with a layer of warm rosy clouds.

Liu Fei got up after Su Zijing fell asleep. This bed is really not suitable for two people.

Now, Liu Fei looked at the girl lying on the bed. The girl frowned for a while and looked sad, and then smiled silly and full of sunshine. He had already called out a few times, but it didn't have the slightest effect. He couldn't figure out how to sleep alone Why can I sleep with such a rich expression, and I can also talk to myself and say some nonsense.

It seems that the only way to deal with Li Meng's nirvana is to use it.

In Liu Fei's dictionary, there is no such word as "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade". Immediately, a glass of water poured over the Sleeping Beauty's face.

Su Zijing felt that the scissors had pierced the skin of her throat, and cold blood flowed out, even onto her head.

Why is the blood cold?

Why does blood flow to the head?

Am I suicidal?

Why should I kill myself?

Ahhhh...I'm not in love yet, I don't want to die...

"Ah...ah..."

Su Zijing suddenly opened her eyes and saw Liu Fei standing on the edge of the bed. Before she could think about it, she stabbed Liu Fei fiercely with the scissors in her hand.

"Hmph!" Liu Fei waved his hand and tightly grasped Su Zijing's wrist. In her hand, a pair of small scissors glowed bloody under the morning glow.

"You...you...what are you doing?" Su Zijing's voice trembled, and Liu Fei's hand was like a pair of iron clamps, preventing her from moving the slightest bit.

"What do you want to do?" Liu Fei slowly took the pair of scissors from Su Zijing's hand and asked coldly.

"I do not want……&