[R18] Will drink wine – “About Wine” Chapter 245 [English]

Chapter 234, Ants

The raindrops knocked on the eaves of the door, just like Shen Zechuan’s mood. He could calmly reveal hundreds of emotions of indulging desire to Xiao Chiye, but it was difficult to control him.

Tell Xiao Chiye this calmness.He is the most talkative person in the world, and he is also the least talkative person in the world.

“I once gave this life to my husband, because there is no destination for me in this world. Aye, the first time I stood in front of Wendu’s palace, I saw the door of this life. Once I stepped in, Duanzhou would no longer be my hometown. I knew that my eldest brother would disappear in his dream, and no one in the world would forgive me.”

Shen Zechuan did not go into battle to kill the enemy, nor did he sit in a high hall. He was an ordinary person facing a machete.Because he is an ordinary person, the cries of Liuzhou can be heard every night, and the sea of ​​blood in the tiankeng is always floating in his ears.He knelt in the blizzard in the sinkhole, experienced life and death, and became the enemy of the world overnight.

he did nothing.

But he is guilty, and his name is Shen Zechuan.

Shen Zechuan watched the cavalry massacre Duanzhou, and 40,000 people were pressing on his back. He was imprisoned here forever because he was alive.His struggle was insignificant, and those who cried bitterly were vulnerable in front of forty thousand corpses.

Shen Zechuan couldn’t survive.

He is the ant in that game, and his pain is just the dust that the chess player chokes up when he coughs.When he understands this, he loses the meaning of “living”.Ji Mu lets him live, but the hero and the traitor are still fighting each other. If he lives, he will one day become a pawn, and living for a few years is just waiting for reincarnation.

Qi Huilian frantically raised his arms in the deserted Zhaosu Temple, calling for the prince, but there was no prince in the world.Can only the noble stomach who continues the bloodline become the hand that controls the world?Do only those who are born noble deserve the power to stir up troubles?Then countless ordinary people in the world are like withered bones under the stairs!He is an ant that can be trampled on by others without any pain or resistance!

“What did we do wrong?”

Qi Huilian shouted these words in grief.

Did something wrong!

Shen Zechuan once held Xiao Chiye’s collar, tore apart the disguise of forbearance in a dirty alley, and questioned these words in a voice.

You and me, what did we do wrong?

If birth is a sin, then God is forcing him to kneel in the dust and continue to be an ant.But when Shen Zechuan met Qi Huilian, he watched the Taifu go crazy and listened to the lone crow wailing. He was forced into a desperate situation. If he couldn’t find the courage to burn the boat, he would have to kill himself again along the road given by God.

“I am Qi Huilian of Yuzhou, and I have taught the prince. I will teach you everything I have learned in my life – okay?”

What Shen Zechuan saw was a way out. It was not just a way to kneel and breathe, it was also a way to stand up.Is the nobleman determined to win?The moment Qi Huilian knelt down, he changed decisively. He broke the wall earlier than anyone else, even Shen Zechuan.

Qi Huilian is the Imperial Master, and he will only teach those who move towards that position.He reached out to Shen Zechuan not only because he was desperate, but also because this was Taifu’s craziest plan.

“My husband gave me poems and books, and I will kill my old enemy for him.”

Shen Zechuan’s hatred was scattered in Qandu, it was a blur, countless gleams, it was Qi Huilian who condensed them together with the word “enmity”.Lan Sheng jade steps are indifferent, the boat is crossing the sea of ​​bitterness and driving without limit, Qi Hui continuously casts Shen Lanzhou, he presses the sharp Shen Zechuan back into the sheath, and wants to wipe out the self-indignation that supports Shen Zechuan’s survival.He wants to correct Shen Zechuan’s path and let Shen Zechuan truly see himself.

Xue Xiuzhuo didn’t make a mistake, but he was a step too late. Qi Huilian already had his own prince.

The rain washed down the eaves, and Shen Zechuan fell into silence after saying that. He buried his face into Xiao Chiye’s back, just like Xiao Chiye buried his face in the pillow.

Shen Zechuan did not hesitate to die, and death was not terrible at all.The horses’ hooves among the heroes will not bypass anyone. The paradise in the world is built on the sharpest edge.If he died, it would only prove that Shen Zechuan failed in this competition, and he didn’t care.

Will my cut hand hurt?

For Shen Zechuan, he would have to cut it to find out.Qi Huilian failed to tie him.A knife without a handle will bleed when held. No one in the world can use it except himself.he crosses over everything to achieve the goal of “freedom”.

When you kill Ji Lei, you are free.

That made Qi Huilian realize for the first time that he sharpened Shen Zechuan, but he did not sheath the he. Shen Zechuan just learned to kill with one blow quietly.At that time, Shen Zechuan tasted love for the first time, and the scarred host realized the joy of this body, the joy of “living”.He didn’t realize at all that that was the beginning of the sword’s return to its sheath.

This strong wind from the north swept away Shen Zechuan’s nightmare. Xiao Chiye occupied Shen Zechuan’s chest with an aggressive attitude. He blocked the noise with his strong arms, and sniffed the fragrance of pearls and jade uninvited deep in the mire.

The greedy wolf.

“Sir, you gave me this life back, Aye,” Shen Zechuan melted into the familiar smell and rubbed his cheek against Xiao Chiye’s back, like a cub that he found following the smell, “Aye…”

Xiao Chiye raised his hand to hold Shen Zechuan, half-turning his head to look into his eyes.

Shen Zechuan opened his eyes, but there was no joke in them.He gently touched Xiao Chiye’s cheek with his fingertips and said, “I am yours, including death, and you are mine.” He finally revealed the sharp and fierce part and continued, “Whoever wants to take you away from me, I will kill him.”

Neither can the King of Hell.

At first, Shen Zechuan thought that it was not his life that he cherished, but Xiao Chiye’s.He gradually learned that a cut finger would hurt. It was not that finger that hurt, but Xiao Chiye.It’s hard to live, but he found more reasons in the process.He is the life of Ji Mu, Qi Huilian, Zhongbo, and all the ants in the sudden change.

“I want to live a long life with you,” Shen Zechuan kissed Xiao Chiye’s temples, “where no one can reach me.”

Xiao Chiye took Shen Zechuan’s hand back, turned around and took him into his arms, held his face between his and took a closer look.

“Are you tired from running?” Shen Zechuan asked in a low voice.

“I’m not tired,” Xiao Chiye rubbed his cheek, “I can only survive by missing you.”