Chapter 276
"Promise me...don't go...they...very strong..." Feng Shuchen's hand holding the pen was a little trembling, and the writing speed was very slow. But it is undeniable that the words she wrote are still pretty.
"I just found out that your characters are so beautiful, they are like their own, and they are true." Zhao Sheng deliberately changed the subject.
The lifespan of a cultivator is much longer than an ordinary person.
I have a lot of time, but very little.
They have enough time to retreat once, which is months, years, and decades. But it can be as little as not to practice calligraphy, and there is no time for writing alone.
"I know...what you want to say...but...don't go..." Feng Shuchen, who was naturally able to guess Zhao Sheng's intentions, continued to write on the big piece of paper under her NS.
Being in it, you naturally know the sinisterness.
What is the power of the black clothed person, I am afraid that no normal person can know better than Feng Shuchen.
However, even if Feng Shuchen wants to persuade Zhao Sheng not to commit danger with his own body, how can it be so easy?
"Well, I listen to you." Zhao Sheng said quietly, as if he really agreed with Feng Shuchen's ideas.
"Roar..." Feng Shuchen didn't write anything on the paper this time, just roared in a low voice. Zhao Sheng naturally understood what she wanted to express.
After a while, Zhao Sheng hesitated about how to arrange Feng Shuchen next.
First put it in Xilun Secret Realm? But how do you explain to Yunyi? Is it to say that this is her only friend in Cyan Sect before? Then, because she and Zhao Sheng were going to form Dao Companion, so Feng Shuchen became what she is now?
Not to mention that Yun Yineng can't accept it, Zhao Sheng alone can't accept it.
"I ask you, what do you want to do next."
"I don't know..." Feng Shuchen turned his head and wrote these four words on the paper .
Obviously for this question that she had imagined countless times, but still did not know the answer at all, even if she saw Zhao Sheng, she was still at a loss.
"Can you leave the power you are in now?" Zhao Sheng asked this worrying question, because if Feng Shuchen, who had joined the black clothed person power, what would he have received such as an oath? , For example, what is used to monitor the restrictions of the Magical Artifact, then it will be difficult to do next.
"I don't know..." Feng Shuchen, who always wanted to cry after seeing Zhao Sheng, shed tears again.
"Don't cry, no matter what, I will take you out of this hell." Speaking firmly, Zhao Sheng summon came out of Azure Dragon long spear.
In the room, I fell into a strange silence.
Feng Shuchen, who knew the number and strength of the black clothed persons outside the house, wanted to block Zhao Sheng's next actions, but she had a sense of anticipation from nowhere.
"Take off the face towel, let me see." Zhao Sheng, who had probably expected what he would see, said as plainly as possible.
"Roar..." Feng Shuchen, who knew exactly what his face was, refused with a low growl.
In her heart, what she thinks about is her face, even she herself hates seeing it, not to mention Zhao Sheng who always avoided her before.
Her body full of scars, although Zhao Sheng has already seen it completely and safely, even if there are more scars on his body, it is still a human body.
And where is her face? It's not a human face anymore!
What Zhao Sheng doesn't know yet, is that those who enter the black clothed person force, no matter what they were like before entering, after entering, they have already broken with the past.
At the same time, because their faces are destined to no longer be accepted by the world, the black clothed person forces do not need to use any means to restrict their personal freedom, and they can almost guarantee that the black clothed person will not leave them. power.
The ruined face is terrifying, but in a force where everyone's face is ruined, it seems to be nothing.
"I promise, no matter what you become, I will not hide from you anymore. I already know what I will see, but I just want to remember what you are now, And never want to forget it again." Zhao Sheng kept telling himself that all of this was caused by himself, while softly talking to Feng Shuchen.
Bloodmoon Continent is undoubtedly a world that needs to be seen.
With a nice appearance, everything will be much easier accordingly. And without a high face value, or even extremely ugly and terrifying, everything will be correspondingly difficult for countless times.
Because of this, all black clothed persons will wear a black face towel to cover their face.
But when Feng Shuchen leaves the power of the black clothed person? Is it necessary to wear a mask that only reveals a pair of eyes for a lifetime?
Zhao Sheng, who did not want to see this scene, tried to make Feng Shuchen able to accept the fact that she could not wear a face mask in the future. It was just this thought, but after Zhao Sheng saw that she slowly took off the mask and revealed her face, it changed completely.
Zhao Sheng never considers himself a vulgar person who only looks at the outside.
But when he saw Feng Shuchen exposed bones in many places, the remaining area was barely covered by skin, just bare. The pink muscles were exposed, and the hair on his head was very sparse. This is one less than that. His appearance still shocked his heart.
If it weren't for those eyes full of grievances, or the same as before, Zhao Sheng really couldn't believe that this was Feng Shuchen who had happened with him after he entered the Dao Cyan Sect.
"Roar..." Feng Shuchen, who felt the look in Zhao Sheng's eyes, let out a very painful growl, and then frantically wanted to bring the face towel to his face again.
It is true that the black face towel, which is already full of cracks, cannot restore her face, nor can it heal the potholes all over her heart. But this black face towel is her last dignity.
Aware of the look in his eyes, he once again deeply hurt Feng Shuchen’s Zhao Sheng. I don’t know what to say, but his hands firmly hugged Feng Shuchen who wants to wear a towel. Hands.
"roar!" Suddenly without the shackles of the face towel, Feng Shuchen's tears poured straight out.
At the same time, because of her violent struggle, it made her tears as if the string broke, splashing on the bed, splashing on Zhao Sheng's body, and splashing on Zhao Sheng's heart.
Suddenly, Zhao Sheng bent down his upper body.
"Hell..." Feng Shuchen, who was still struggling, seemed to be electrocuted. The extremely violent movements before, made him much smaller in an instant.
She stared in front of her in a daze, but the distance was only half an inch, and her eyes were slightly shaking.
At the same time, she felt her lips, which had been so ulcerated and hadn't been conscious for a long time, the feeling that she had produced again, which she had only had once before.