Master, the disciple knows it's wrong

Chapter 138 Cloud is here, I am so jealous of you [16]

Yun Zai was depressed, she didn't seem to have offended anyone.

Who can instruct the generals of the Flame Spirit Sect?

Heng Yitong?
This person is not very familiar, and there is no need to hide in front of her, just overthrow it for now.

Ye Ruo?
Hmm - thinking about it, it seems impossible.

Guessing, she raised her head and saw the figure standing under the tree. The man was short and rickety, with dry hair, a veil covering his face, and only a pair of cloudy eyes exposed to the sun.

In her eyes, there was a cold dead air, and the cold air rose from the bottom of Yun Zaizai's heart.

Yun Zaizai said in astonishment: "Bing'er——"

Bing'er approached her slowly, every time she took a step closer, Yun Zaizai couldn't help but retreat, she didn't know why she was afraid, there was an inexplicable fear in her heart, she couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Until, the rockery blocked her retreat.

Her back was pressed against the stone, her tightly clenched palms were released, and her hands were sweating.

Bing'er let out a 'hehe' laugh, she stared at Yun Zaizai's wide eyes, and said slowly: "Are you afraid of me? I look scary?"

Her voice was old and hoarse, and her vocal cords were slowly deteriorating.

Yun Zaizai shook his head almost subconsciously.

Bing'er approached her, and at a very close distance, Yun Zai could smell the decaying aura of the old man coming from her body.

It was not the first time she had smelled such a smell, but it was not as strong as the first time.

Strong enough, like a rotting corpse.

The feeling of doing evil rose from his stomach, and Yun Zaizai fought so hard not to let himself vomit it out.

Bing'er raised her withered palm, and slowly touched Yun Zaizai's cheek, her rough and dry fingers slid across the delicate skin, and her body felt a little tense.

Bing'er said in a low voice: "How can I not be afraid? Every day I look in the mirror, I can't help but feel disgusted, and I think to myself, how can the disgusting old woman in the mirror be so old, how can she not die when she is so old? .”

She speaks very slowly, but every word she speaks is like a huge stone hitting Yun Zaizai's heart.

Yun Zai opened his eyes but didn't close them, and said after a while, "I—"

Bing'er interrupted her, and said to herself: "But every time I break the mirror and everything that can reflect things, there will still be a new mirror the next day, which always allows me to see again and again. This ugly and disgusting face. After a long time, I will not be afraid, I will not feel disgusted, and I will not smash those mirrors. I will sit down and meditate slowly, who is the person who caused me to become like this Well, those people made me such a terrible monster, how should I - how should I take revenge on that person, how should I get rid of the pain in my heart."

As she spoke, tears slowly overflowed from her eyes, dripping down the deeply sunken wrinkles along the cloudy eyes.

Her eyes were stubborn, she pinched Yun Zaizai's arm, and her nails dug deep into her flesh.

Yun Zai was gritting his teeth to hold back, not daring to cry out the pain.

She suddenly felt that the person in front of her was crazy.

Bing'er stared at her strangely for a while, as if talking to her or muttering to herself: "Why don't you cry pain, don't you feel pain?"

Tears seemed to have a life of their own, one big drop after another rushed out, and it seemed to be dripping unconsciously.

Bing'er said: "I used to not cry out when I was in pain. I would bite the quilt to death, or bite my own arm, but it didn't work. I still hurt so badly, so painfully so painful..."

Her old voice was tinged with tears.

(End of this chapter)