1831: C1831 It Could be That Heaven Was Destined

C1831 It Could be That Heaven Was Destined

After seeing Wang Chen's vomiting, pain, and terror, Du Zikang thought that she should have broken down. It was time to understand that Wang Chen and her were people from two completely different worlds.

Taoist Du had once told him that in Gao Fei's world, there were only enemies and no ordinary people.

Wang Chen's greatest hope was to become an ordinary person, like many ordinary women. She would be like a couple who loved each other, having an old age together with the man they loved.

That was why he was sure that when Wang Chen understood Gao Fei's world, she would wake up and turn back to the shore.

But when Wang Chen stopped vomiting, the first thing she said when she looked up was, "His ally will be here tonight, right?"

Du Zikang's hand, which was about to hit Wang Chen's back, suddenly froze in midair.

Earlier, even though he used an extremely mysterious and special way of conversation to lure Wang Chen into Gao Fei's bloody world and made her feel unbearable there, she still didn't leave him.

No, sometimes I just don't want to.

Sigh.

After sighing in his heart, Du Zikang handed the cup of water to Wang Chen. He smiled lightly and walked back to the sofa, sat down and said, "Yes." Tonight. Maybe, when the Red Moon rose up, that person was already here. "

"What you said earlier, it can't be …"

At this point, Wang Chen closed her mouth, sat up and whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have suspected you."

"It doesn't matter. Actually, I don't believe it myself, but I have to believe that some people are born with some kind of mission. Anyone who tries to change the course of his life and make him forget about these missions, no matter what he does, will eventually realize that everything he's done is to help this person approach his goal step by step. "

Du Zikang shrugged helplessly and said, "This, might be the fate, right?"

"Destined? "Yes, that's all I can say."

Wang Chen raised her head and looked at the Red Moon once again.

Just now, when she looked at this Red Moon twice, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

But when she looked up at the Red Moon for the third time, she realized that it was not scary at all.

Furthermore, it was very romantic and warm.

It was like the affectionate eyes of a Lover. When you were at your loneliest, I used my gaze to communicate with you, letting you clearly understand how considerate it was, and gave you an impulse: Find a river without people, sit on the yellowed grass at the top of the leaves, put your chin on your knees, hug your knees, foolishly look at this Red Moon, and think back the happiest of times.

This feeling was very intense, more real, and also very strange.

The Red Moon was still the same round of Red Moon s. From start to finish, it hung at the edge of the sky and never changed in the slightest.

However, Wang Chen's attitude suddenly changed. Perhaps she had seen the red moon before, but she had never noticed its existence. Just like these days, I was always troubled by Gao Fei's heartless thoughts, but never once did I think about why he would do that to me.

The same thing, the same person, a different mindset, will produce different thoughts.

Wang Chen suddenly realized something. She picked up the cup, took a sip, spat the cup back into her mouth, and placed it on the table. She walked briskly around the sofa towards the door, "I'm leaving. It's not early anymore, you should get some rest. "

Without waiting for Du Zikang to say anything, the door closed.

Du Zikang sat on the sofa and stared at the door for a long time without moving. Only after he had a soft growl from his stomach did he slowly turn his head and look at the Red Moon outside the window.

That round of Red Moon really did look like an eye, and inside it was full of ridicule.

This kind of ridicule was exactly the same as Hee Xiucheng's gaze when he looked at Yin Jinhua's back.

Yin Jinhua stood by the bedroom window and looked out at the Red Moon outside, not moving for a long time.

Hee Xiucheng smiled silently and walked down from the brick bed.

He came up behind Yin Jinhua and put his arms around her slender waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Yin Jinhua's body trembled slightly as she subconsciously reached behind to grab something that was very familiar to her.

Hee Xiucheng whispered next to her ear, "Jin Hua, it's been so long since I've tasted love … Your body, after being raised for so long, should be better, right?"

Yin Jinhua didn't say anything. She squeezed her left hand a little bit, but she soon let go.

She turned her face to the side, her charming and exquisite face had an apologetic expression, and she said softly: "Xiucheng, I'm really sorry. As I told you, my illness is more than physical. I wanted to love you too, just now -- I tried, but I found that I haven't broken through that barrier yet. "

Worry surfaced on Hee Xiucheng's face: "Then, how long do we have to wait?"

"I promise you."

Yin Jinhua didn't tell him the date, but instead said seriously, "I will try my best to heal myself."

"But I can't wait, I really can't wait!"

Hee Xiucheng stared at her for half a minute.

"Xiucheng …"

Yin Jinhua's eyes flickered. Just as she was about to say something, Hee Xiucheng suddenly pushed her down on the windowsill. He ignored her struggles and fiercely pushed her down.

This time, Yin Jinhua didn't dodge.

In the yard under the balcony, a leaf fell lightly and landed in Xiao Chi Tang under the tree.

Immediately, half of the leaf was submerged in the water.

A fish swam over and bit the leaf. Just as it was about to drag the fish into the water, a gust of wind blew out, causing the fish to swish its tail and splash out a small wave.

The waves lifted the leaves out of the water and pushed them to the shore.

The frightened fish was gone.

Hee Xiucheng was sent flying by Yin Jinhua's back elbow. Even if he himself had some skill, his instinctive reaction when this woman seemed like she was going to suffocate, still made the Left Rib make a cracking sound as it was struck. It flew out and heavily hit the edge of the brick bed.

Yin Jinhua, who even Lily dreaded, could not resist a choking counterattack from Jack.

In just a moment, two of the Left Rib's ribs had been broken, and it was sent flying onto the edge of the brick bed. It fell to the ground like a sack, and before his right hand could even touch the wound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yin Jinhua's strike had not only broken his ribs, but also caused his internal injuries, making him feel as if his vision had turned black. When the sun had risen, his face turned frighteningly as golden paper, and large beads of sweat began to pour out of his forehead as he slid down his face like an earthworm.

Some of the blood that he had spurted even landed on Yin Jinhua's crescent-like butt.

It was snow-white and bright red, like a rose blooming in the snow, and also like a painting that was casually spilled on the white wall. It looked very beautiful, but it carried an indescribable misery.

A painful groan woke up Yin Jinhua, who felt like a balloon that was about to explode. The indescribable pain also disappeared, and she turned around to see Hee Xiucheng looking up at her with eyes full of pain.

Their gazes met, and they were instantly speechless.

A smile slowly surfaced on Hee Xiucheng's face.

That obviously mocking smile was like a knife that fiercely cut Yin Jinhua's heart, causing her to suddenly let out a low cry as she bent her waist and rushed forward: "Xiucheng!"

As long as it was a normal woman, there would always be a man she loved.

Hee Xiucheng was definitely the man Yin Jinhua loved the most. Even though their relationship should have been struck by lightning, but ever since Hee Xiucheng was a teenager, Yin Jinhua had poured her heart full of love onto him.1

In her heart, he was the young master of Broken Army, her lover, and even her life.

Life was all the same.

But now, Yin Jinhua was being attacked, the Lover Gu in her body activated, and when she couldn't control herself, she accidentally hurt Hee Xiucheng.

To Yin Jinhua, accidentally injuring Hee Xiucheng was ten thousand times more painful than injuring her.

"Xiucheng, how are you, Xiucheng!"

Yin Jinhua jumped to Hee Xiucheng's side and hugged him tightly in her arms. When her red lips pecked at his face like a woodpecker, her left hand had already touched the bottom of his Left Rib a few times.

It had to be said that even with modern science, the mysterious ancient martial arts master was unable to clearly observe it from a scientific point of view.

Acupoint, according to the modern scientific explanation, is a cutoff: the flow of the bloodline, somewhere with fingers to intercept.

This was the explanation given by modern science. After all, if a person's blood didn't flow, they would become dizzy, flustered, and unable to move.

But in actuality, the ancient martial arts of the dynasty were not as simple as this.

If one were to look at it from a Chinese traditional medicine point of view, one's meridians, Qi and blood, and acupuncture points, would all undergo the opening and closing changes according to the time of the day.

Therefore, in a certain time, the principle of "taking points on time" in martial arts points is to strike a point that is popular and open and close, causing the blood and qi to be interrupted and condensed, causing the person to lose consciousness.

From this, it could be seen that when a true ancient martial arts master was clearing acupuncture points, he had already calculated which acupuncture points he would point out, how much strength he would use and what effects he would have.

Within a certain period of time, this was the essence of the acupuncture points. Experts like Yin Jinhua could accurately seal several acupuncture points around Hee Xiucheng's injured area without even looking at the acupuncture points, causing the unbearable pain and surging Qi and blood to disappear in an instant.

As Yin Jinhua's left hand continuously tapped and massaged, Hee Xiucheng's face changed from golden yellow to pale white. At the end, a blush appeared on his face, and his heart rate, pupil contraction, and other painful symptoms mysteriously disappeared along with the pain, returning to normal.

The only thing that did not change was the sneer on his face and the smile on his face.

"Xiucheng, are you feeling better?"

Yin Jinhua didn't even dare to look into Hee Xiucheng's eyes. She just gently hugged him in her arms. Her voice was as gentle as a mother's.

Hee Xiucheng used to be infatuated with Yin Jinhua's embrace, but now he was struggling.

However, all he had to do was move slightly, and a sharp pain immediately came from where he was injured, making it difficult for him to breathe. He had no choice but to stop struggling and say calmly, "I'm fine."

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