God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 89
"I said get out of the way." Si Shen glared at Feixue angrily, and tried to push him behind him with his hands, but he saw Feixue hugging him forcefully, holding his head up and gritting his teeth forbearance, and called Si Shen to catch him. The veins in Feixue's hand throbbed violently, but it never made Feixue feel pain.

"I don't." Si Shen stared at Feixue's stubbornness, his face was so angry that his face was ferocious, and the Ni Buddha in his hand trembled as if he was about to kill.

"Do you want to die?" Gritting his teeth and staring at Feixue, Si Shen grasped Ni Buddha tightly, as if he was about to slash down at any moment.

"It's you, it's you who want to die! You clearly promised me, you clearly promised me that I would not die, but you do this every time, every time you take your own life for nothing, you always do this! " Feixue's anger need not be less than Sishen, Sishen was taken aback by the angry roar.

But Feixue grabbed Sishen regardless, not letting him rush out to fight Qiao Liu. There were too many memories about him in his memory, deeper than anyone else's.Every time he fights with someone, he always ignores life and death, and always enjoys fighting with people, as if it is a kind of fun.

But she knew in her heart that that was not all, he just didn't know what else to do, but he hadn't found a reason to make him cherish himself, that's why she asked him to make a promise that he would never die before her ,absolute.

And he always forgets, or even doesn't care, that he still has internal injuries, and he should take good care of it, but he confronts people with swords and swords for her, and even wants to pay for his life.

She has caused him to lose too much, if something happened to him here today, what reason would she have to live?Who else can save the person who is so important to them?
Feixue looked at Si Shen, her eyes couldn't help getting wet, and Si Shen stood there with a tense expression, no one could guess what he was thinking if he didn't move, until Qiao Liu's loud laugh attracted the attention of both of them .

"Have you had enough? If you have enough, you can die." Qiao Liu looked coldly at Feixue who was nestled in Sishen's arms, seeing the two figures made him burn with anger.

Some images flashed in my mind, those Qi Xi who can only be described as delusion, the tenderness he will never get, if it is not because of this man, if it is not because of this man...

Qiao Liu was so vicious that people dared not approach her, and the scene of the vegetation under her feet gradually withering made Feixue gasp when she saw it.

"What are you doing?" Si Shen stared wide-eyed, looking at Fei Xue who was rushing towards Qiao Liu and shouted.

"Don't come here." This time, it was Feixue's turn to yell at Sishen, and while Sishen was able to stop in place, Qiao Liu looked up at Feixue who was approaching.

"Get out of the way." Qiao Liu's voice was cold, her eyes were dark under the mask, and she looked at Feixue with the same cold eyes, but she vaguely remembered who said that Feixue should be kept alive.

"I won't get out of the way. Today is not his death day, nor will it be your death sacrifice." Feixue looked at Qiao Liu with a condensed expression, and stopped five steps away from Qiao Liu.

"Then... today is your death day." Qiao Liu said as he drew out the soft sword on his waist, and cut off a strand of Feixue Linkong's hair in the blink of an eye. Qiao Liu put the sword on Feixue's neck.

"Did you forget? I can't die because you want to bring me back to Spirit Castle alive, remember?" Facing the soft sword on his neck, Feixue seemed indifferent, but Si Shen was so angry that he wanted to rush He stepped forward, but because of the soft sword in Qiao Liu's hand, Si Shen didn't dare to move rashly, so he had to bear it.

"You think I care?" Qiao Liu sneered, looking over Feixue's shoulder, looking at Sishen who was ready to go, the corner of his mouth raised evilly, and brought the soft sword closer to Feixue's neck, gradually cutting the bloody flesh Si Shen was so furious that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Such a scene made Qiao Liu smile triumphantly, as if he was very satisfied with the result. Seeing Si Shen's painful expression was like a gluttonous feast for him, no matter how many times he watched it, he would never get tired of it.

Si Shen held Nifo, the veins in his hand were about to burst into blood, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, making him desperate to tear Qiao Liu into pieces, something that could be done easily, but He hesitated while looking at Feixue's thin back.

What the hell is that woman trying to do?Even he could see that Qiao Liu was unusual at this time, why did she rush forward?Is she really planning to go back to Lingshang Castle like this?Just go back like this?So what was the seven years of fleeing?Si Shen didn't understand, and didn't want to understand, this situation confused him, but he still hated him, hated himself who could only wait and see.

Unlike Sishen's whirling thoughts, Feixue looked at Qiao Liu and clenched his hands into fists.

"You don't have to care, but you have to know that in the end of the battle, both sides will suffer. Even if you really kill him, I don't believe that you will be completely fine. And I swear, if he dies, I will definitely kill him." For you, no, I will make your life worse than death." Qiao Liu was taken aback by Feixue's words, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"You? You want to kill me? Then before you kill me, should I kill you first?" Qiao Liu sneered mockingly, and the soft sword in Qiao Liu's hand shone slightly cold in the moonlight.

"You can't kill me. If I die, you will never get what you want." Feixue's confident tone reflected Qiao Liu's stunned expression, and the momentary hesitation made Si Shen He rushed over fiercely, but couldn't catch up with Qiao Liu and slowed down a step. He could only watch as Qiao Liu grabbed Feixue and jumped back, opening the distance between them.

"What do you mean by what you said just now?" Holding Feixue in front of him, like a shield to guard against Sishen's movements, Qiao Liu lowered his head and approached Feixue's ear, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't move, if you don't want to see her die in front of you, you'd better not move obediently." Staring at Si Shen who wanted to move recklessly, Qiao Liu yelled sharply, Si Shen gritted his teeth while seeing Fei Xue shaking his head slightly look like.

"Is your purpose of surviving after enduring so much really just to kill him?" Feixue said, glanced at Qiao Liu, then turned to look at Sishen.

Is not it?Qiao Liu frowned and looked at Si Shen. The moment their eyes met, sparks burst out, and the scene of each other's desperate fight flashed in his mind. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves had already passed.

Wanting to kill this man, wanting to kill this man from the bottom of his heart, is this the purpose of his life, isn't it?what else?can there be...

The flashing figure in his mind made Qiao Liu's eyes widen. The eyes that were originally as black as ink were now rippling with a silver halo. The moment his eyes flickered, the image that appeared in his mind made Qiao Liu stunned.

That day when peach blossoms were blooming all over the mountains and plains, he secretly took the wine that was privately stored in the fort and hid it in the tree.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, the moonlight had already spread all over the ground, and just as he was about to jump off the tree, the sound of footsteps from the peach blossom forest startled him.

The figure that appeared afterward was petite and exquisite, but had a beautiful face that he had never seen in his life. He stood under the peach blossom tree expressionlessly looking up at the stars and moon. There was a trace of coldness all over his body that made him stare dumbfounded.

I don't know how long he watched, until a call attracted each other's attention, and he watched the running figure jump down the tree, and the memory in his mind was frozen at the moment when the person turned around, the always cold face, Only when he heard that call, he laughed into a beautiful picture like a hibiscus.

He remembered that smile for many years, and tried his best to see him again, but every time he returned without success. He thought he had a lifetime to realize that long-cherished wish, but what happened?
The face of Shura reflected in the mirror, like a spider's web, let him know that everything will never go back to the way it was before, and the person who caused all this is the person in front of him who makes him want to dream every midnight. A man who kills quickly.

(End of this chapter)