Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 216 "Shang Evil" is a prison!
【"This is... Senior Sister's sword?" Chuying looked at Qiu Ming holding the sword in surprise, "Why..."

The long sword is transformed by the spiritual power of the holder. When the holder dies and the spiritual power is exhausted, the long sword will disappear with the corpse.

"Senior sister is still alive?" Chuying's face showed a gleam of joy. She never thought of killing people, and she still can't let go of her senior sister's death.

"Where is she?" Chuying leaned forward excitedly, and the next second the long sword flashed coldly against her throat.

"I want to see how long you can play this scene!" Qiu Ming sneered, with undisguised disgust appearing in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, a fire suddenly lit up outside the house, and the light source seemed to be in the direction of the bamboo forest.

Chu Ying was startled, ignoring the long sword stuck in her throat, and quickly rushed out of the bed, the sharp blade cut her cheek without noticing it.

She rushed to the window in a few steps, and pushed it open. The fire in front of her eyes almost engulfed the entire bamboo forest. The strange thing was that the fire seemed to only spread inside the bamboo forest, and it burned more and more vigorously, threatening to destroy all the bamboo forests.

Although she lost her spiritual power and her extraordinary hearing and vision, Chuying seemed to see the little monsters struggling in the fire and heard their helpless screams.

Not long after, brilliant rays of light rose from the flames, which were the spirit spirit scattered after the death of the demon spirit.

The last splendor before disappearing.

The flames reflected the night sky red, and Qiu Ming, in white clothes and white hair, stood in the yard outside the house at some point, with the cold sword in his hand against the cold moonlight and scorching fire, as beautiful as a banished fairy who had strayed into the mortal world.

However, the bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth, as well as the murderous aura emanating from his body, seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Chu Ying subconsciously backed away, until her back bumped into a cold and warm embrace, and then she stopped in her tracks.

"This is a funeral!" His voice without any emotion sounded from above his head.

Funeral?Chu Ying was shocked, turned around stiffly, and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him.

At this point, she finally understood why he hated her so much.

She won her senior sister all her life, but lost completely in the end.

Tears fell silently, blended with the blood from the wound on the cheek, and dripped on the broken skirt. The grief made Chuying tremble slightly, and the thin figure seemed to fall down at any time.

"What are you going to do to let them go?" Chuying supported the table next to her, barely supporting her precarious body, "I was the one who killed Senior Sister by mistake, and those little demons are innocent."

"Innocent?" Qiu Ming looked up at the fire scene outside the window, with a disapproving sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Their fault is that they shouldn't approach you."

"Is this the reason why they must die?" Chuying couldn't believe it, this is the reason why those little monsters suffered from the disaster, just because they were close to her.

"You sneaked into my side by any means, of course I have to be wary of anyone who approaches you." Qiu Ming flicked his sleeves, and outside the window, the fire in the bamboo forest was extinguished in an instant.

The bamboo forest after the fire was full of desolation and lifeless.

Seeing such a scene, Chuying laughed softly with tears in his eyes. There was endless despair and sadness in his laughter, "I shouldn't have come to you, I shouldn't have come to you."

If she had been waiting in Peach Blossom Forest, at least, he would always be the boy who promised her.

And as long as she looks forward to it, one day he will come to her.

Dawn broke in the sky, and the wax torch turned to ashes.

Qiu Du had long since left, Chu Ying stood in front of the burnt bamboo forest all night, a sad and mournful flute flowed from her lips. ． ． ． ． ． "

(End of this chapter)