Chapter 283: The Prelude

Ling Hanyu quietly put down the cell phone and sat cross-legged on the bed. Thinking back to today's scenes, I'm afraid that in my whole life, I will not have the same mood as today. It's like a roller coaster, suddenly rising and falling. Although he doesn't admit it, he can't erase the seemingly ordinary shadow in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many boys who think they are very outstanding surround him. But no one can break into his heart like him, irresistible. His deep eyes are like stars in the night sky, far away and mysterious.

Suddenly, an indescribable pain suddenly spread in Ling Hanyu's heart.

"I'm sorry, maybe you are the first person in my life to say sorry." Ling Hanyu remembered. He just sent himself downstairs and said this: "This is the end of today's matter. I will not deliberately harass you again in the future."

Ling Hanyu thought he was joking at first, but she deliberately wanted to mess with herself. However, she, who could understand people's eyes for a long time, finally understood the unconcealed sense of loneliness in his eyes at the last moment.

"Hey, I'm sorry." After Liu Qian walked out about ten meters, he turned around halfway: "If you have any problems that you really cannot solve in the future, you can call the phone just now. No matter what the problem is, it's fine. Including asking me to pick the moon off and send it to you. However, it's only limited to once."

He pinched the ten slender fingers of the pure white pillow, and it was pale and trembling. After a long time, he finally smashed the pillow on the floor-to-ceiling glass window: "Who wants your moon! Who do you think you are? Liu Qian, I want to kill you!"

Liu Qian had returned home at some point. He sat on the form and looked at the stars in the sky, and the smoke filled his fingertips. With the gentle night wind, he danced charmingly. After a while, Liu Qian laughed awkwardly, and said halfway back and said, "Lily, I did something very naive today."

I always like Ye Baihe, whose delicate body is faintly visible in a pure black silk nightgown. I gently hugged Liu Qian's waist from behind, and gently pressed the face that was as pure as a girl next door to his back: "Qian, do you still remember the words you said to the little demon back then?" Ye Baihe's voice sounded soft and delicate.

However, Liu Qian's heart suddenly became tighter. He turned around and whispered her long hair awkwardly, and said, "Uh, that, this..."

"You told Xiao Yao that the God of Death is a virgin with a ten thousand years old and a big pervert with a distorted psychological state. Do you still remember it?" Ye Baihe said softly, and one hand gently stroked Liu Qian's chest, stirring his fingers, making Liu Qian feel distracted: "Can you still think about these?"

"Uh, how could I say such a thing?" Liu Qian immediately said righteously: "You must have heard it wrong. My admiration for Lord Death is like a surging river, continuous... Wow, help!"

He was kicked heavily on his butt, rolling out of the window, rolling into the air. After flying out for hundreds of meters, the casting was finally over. Liu Qian touched his butt with a wry smile on his face, and saw Ye Baihe as if he was ghostly, approaching him in the air. In the night wind, his black pajamas fluttered, and his long black hair whispered, like an elf belonging to the night.

"Hey, I'm just joking with the little demon. Don't be so serious, right?" Liu Qianqiang raised a smile and said innocently. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my God, I'm worthy of being the God of Death, I'll recover my strength so quickly."

"Do you want to get rid of the topic? But, you still said that I like playing with that one?" Ye Baihe's face was as calm as water, she pouted slightly, and said softly: "You also explained specifically what that is!"

"Nonsense, haha, I just talked nonsense in impulse." Liu Qian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I remember this. I haven't had dinner yet. Let's have some midnight snack first and come back to accompany you."

"But, in fact, I am indeed mentally distorted and perverted, and I like to play with that." Ye Baihe's pretty face, which seemed pure, had a faint evil on the corner of her mouth. With a move of her hand, a scarlet and extremely exaggerated Death Scythe was held in her hand: "I have been enduring my desire for a long time. Today, let's calculate the accounts together. Although the strength has only recovered a little, it should be more than enough to play with that with you." Her voice was still so gentle and nice. It seemed as if she was saying gentle love words.

"Damn!" Liu Qian was so scared that he even glared at his eyes, but his expression quickly recovered: "Well, since you are so interested in Lily, it's okay to play with you." Suddenly, his face changed drastically and shouted in surprise: "Andrew's birdman is here." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into the air without looking back. However, he was secretly shouting in his heart, Grandma, this is too exaggerated. I have been watching AV for ten years and have never seen anyone playing with such a big sickle. If you are not careful, you will kill someone.

The black fog was filled with it, and Liu Qian seemed to hit the marshmallow. A cold and cold force completely stuck him on the black fog.

"It's a child's trick." Ye Baihe pouted her mouth and looked at Liu Qian's appearance of being stuck in the black fog with a chuckling. The huge scarlet death sickle was as relaxed as if she was pinching an embroidery needle under her bare hands.

Liu Qian watched as his shirt buttons were lifted one by one by the sharp sickle blades. Soon, his not very strong chest was exposed.

"Uh, I'm talking about Lily." Liu Qian smiled bitterly and looked at Ye Baihe who was very excited: "It's midnight, it's probably not good to play these in the air, right? Otherwise, how about we change the time? Ah, I suddenly found that I was sleepy..."

"Oh, don't like night?" A trace of cunning flashed in Ye Baihe's seemingly pure eyes: "Do you have any special hobbies? You like to play with me in broad daylight in public?"

"But, since you are so interested tonight, Lily." Liu Qian narrowed his eyes and laughed, "How dare I refuse to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman?"

Breaking me! Liu Qian shouted in a low voice, and the Nascent Soul of Dantian was activated to the extreme. A stream of white energy flowed rapidly along the meridians, through the muscles and through the blood. From the outside, it can be seen that Liu Qian's whole body was covered with a thick white light. In order to adapt to the rapidly enhancing energy, the muscles continued to swell. The shirt, which was originally fit, made a sound of tearing and shaking. The face with a calm line also seemed to be hard and hard and powerful because of the tightness of the muscles.

With a light slight point under his feet, Liu Qian's much swelling body floated back lightly. When he moved with one hand, he held the giant sword with a domineering and exaggerated look in his hand.

"It's not polite to come but not come." Liu Qian smiled faintly, rose up, and the knife moved with the shadow. The years that weighed more than a thousand pounds were like a rainbow running through the sun, drawing a lubricating arc in the night sky.

Ding! Ye Baihe raised her hand gently and gently blocked the attack with the God of Death Scythe. The surging energy formed layers of air waves, curling the two of them with their clothes and hairs. Liu Qian's tricks have never had a fixed route, and they do whatever they want and do whatever they want, and they are like surging rivers, continuous. One wave is higher than another.

Even after Ye Baihe was blocked by laughter, Liu Qian's chest was greatly energetic, and he held the huge hilt in his hands. He used the power of his whole body to drive the years. In his long life, Liu Qian had experienced countless fights of all sizes. Naturally, he knew how the gorgeous tricks in the TV series were so beautiful that they were not useful. On the contrary, the angle, distance, and power of each sword were simplified, and the angle, distance, and power that Liu Qian focused on. He changed on the spot, but he was as imaginative as he could find it.

Ding! Finally, when he took over Liu Qian's extremely domineering slash, Ye Baihe was also secretly surprised by Liu Qian's rapid progress. Thinking about it, not many years ago, even if Liu Qian attacked him with all his strength and did not fight back, he would probably be unable to do anything to him. However, although it is not his heyday now, Liu Qian's new body also prevents him from exerting all his strength. Now, he has begun to feel numb in his palm when he blocks his sword.

"Lily takes another knife to me, plus the light curse." Liu Qian followed the knife style and rotated his body in the air for a week. Time also cuts circles towards Ye Baihe. The knife style is extremely rapid, as if this knife has already concentrated all the power of Liu Qian.

The light curse is usually the pure white light used by the priest to dispel evil darkness. But in fact, it is mostly used for lighting. However, if the light curse is used to burst out in an instant, it is not very effective in hurting the enemy, but it can create extremely strong light in an instant, making the opponent's pupils unable to adapt. It is equivalent to blinding.

Ye Baihe was shook her eyes by the sudden curse of light. After closing her eyes, she felt Liu Qian's progress. Faced with this tragic and unyielding knife, she did not dare to be careless and was only in a defensive posture. The Death Scythe gently drew a small arc and flirted from bottom to top. She tried to intercept Liu Qian's knife in the air.

Seeing Ye Baihe's actions, Liu Qian laughed proudly: "Lily, you have finally been fooled."
Chapter completed!