Chapter 74 Shen Luo’s eyes

"Do you still remember? After I strangled your sister to death, your mother knelt in front of your father and begged your father to send troops for revenge, but your father was indifferent..."

Fu Rong recalled the past bit by bit, trying to drive Shen Luo to collapse and madness.

"Shut up." Shen Luo held the sword in her hand tightly, sweat dripping from her forehead.

She frowned, trying her best to control her thoughts and prevent her thoughts from being controlled by him.

Shen Luo lowered his eyes, his amber eyes flashing with tears, and gritted his teeth to keep himself awake.

Seeing Shen Luo's collapse, Fu Rong felt a sense of accomplishment. He tried hard to help Shen Luo recall everything that had happened: "You shouldn't hate us, you should hate your father. He didn't know how much he had received. Ten officers and soldiers tried to climb the mountain to suppress the bandits. He made us angry first, otherwise we would not have kidnapped your sister, let alone killed her."

"Shen Luo, you are so beautiful outside. To enter the court as a woman, you are the first person in ancient and modern times."

"But who knows that you are just a poor bastard? Your father abandoned you and your sister to live a carefree life. He rose to high positions all the way, leaving you alone to live in hatred, even in the past. I dare not recall it. Even the name is not real!"

Fu Rong looked at the painful but suppressed expression on Shen Luo's face, and became increasingly happy in her heart: "Shen Luo, you are just a wretch, a wretch who was abandoned by his biological father and left alone and helpless."

Shen Luo raised his hands to cover his ears: "Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking."

She tried hard to control her thoughts, not letting herself recall that face or the past.

Over the years, her blood has been immersed in tranquilizers, but when the memory comes back again, she still has an uncontrollable headache and sweats like rain.

Gradually her vision became hazy and she couldn't see people clearly.

Seeing Shen Luo gritting his teeth and persisting, Fu Rong slowly approached with the sword in his hand: "Shen Luo, you are just a wretch. What's the point of a wretch like you living in this world."

"Your father has given up on you, how do you expect anyone in this world to love you." Fu Rong approached Shen Luo step by step.

Shen Luo felt that danger was approaching him and clenched the long sword in his hand with his backhand.

"Pfft." The sound of the long sword piercing the flesh came, and Shen Luo tried her best to open her eyes and look up.

Fu Rong's chest was stained red with blood. Xie Yunsheng appeared behind Fu Rong at some point. The long sword in his hand pierced Fu Rong's body and asked sharply: "Who is her father?"

"Tell me, who is her father?" A trace of madness flashed in Xie Yunsheng's eyes.

The moment Shen Luo locked him out, he knew that the person in the room must be Shen Luo's enemy. She didn't want others to know her past, so she closed the door and confronted them.

He thought about breaking open the door, but he couldn't see what was going on in the house and was afraid that he would hurt her if he rushed to the door.

He carefully looked at the house in front of him and found that there was a window on the second floor of Tazhai that was not closed. He immediately jumped up to the second floor and kicked down the door and window.

He saw Shen Luo crushing Fu Rong until he was unable to fight back, but Fu Rong was cunning and cunning and quickly guessed that Luo'er could not accept that past incident, so he began to desperately recall the past for Luo'er.

He had been restraining the urge to take action himself, and lurked on the second floor to listen to their conversation. Finally, he jumped down from the second floor, tried his best to suppress his anger and murderous intention, and asked, "Tell me, who is Shen Luo's father?"

He was going to chop that bastard alive who abandoned his wife and daughter.

Fu Rong looked at the eagerness in Xie Yunsheng's eyes and laughed loudly regardless of the pain in the wound: "You like her?"

"Do you know who she is? Do you know what she has been through? Do you dare to like her?"

"A woman who lives in hatred will never learn to love in her lifetime!"

Fu Rong looked at Xie Yunsheng with pity: "A woman who is destined to live in hatred her whole life, how long do you think she can last?"

Fu Rong looked at Shen Luo in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said with pride: "Shen Luo, your achievements today are all due to these vicious thieves like us."

Shen Luo held her long sword and covered her ears, ignoring Fu Rong's few words. She tried hard to maintain her mood and not let herself lose her composure in front of Xie Yunsheng.

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, Xie Yunsheng pulled out the long sword that had been inserted into Fu Rong's body, placed the blood-stained sword across Fu Rong's neck, and threatened sternly: "Tell me, who is Shen Luo's father?" who?"

"After several of my brothers passed away one after another, I knew I couldn't escape." Fu Rong looked at Xie Yunsheng, who was filled with murderous intent in front of him, with a hint of relief and a ghostly smile in his eyes: "Do you think I will say Will Shen Luo's life experience be revealed so that those who abandoned her will get retribution?"

"Since she can't recall the past, I will let her live in the abyss for the rest of her life with no peace."

Fu Rong looked at Shen Luo, with a smile in his eyes, and roared at the top of his lungs: "I want her to see her father promoted to a higher position, to see her father's family harmonious, with four generations living under one roof. I want her to live in sorrow forever, Life is worse than death."

Shen Luo couldn't bear it anymore, shielded his five senses, clenched the two-handed sword in his hand, and jumped into the air.

The long sword left an afterimage in the air. Fu Rong opened his eyes wide as he watched the long sword slash towards him. For a moment, he felt severe pain in his chest.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his chest, only to see that it was stained with blood and a huge gash was opened on his chest. He could clearly see the beating of his heart.

He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Luo, who was holding the sword with both hands and with murderous intent in his eyes, and said with a smile: "We brothers are waiting for you in hell."

"To this day, do you still dare to threaten me?" Shen Luo walked up to Fu Rong very calmly, held the sword in his left hand and placed it on his heart, and gently stabbed Fu Rong's heart.

"Ah!" Fu Rong watched helplessly as his heart was penetrated, roaring desperately, wanting to get rid of such death torture.

The bright red blood splashed on himself. Shen Luo, who was conscious, raised a satisfied smile on his lips: "You are right, my world is dark. I live in the abyss and cannot see the light, but I can send you into it." Hell, I’m very satisfied too.”

Qi and blood flowed backwards, Fu Rong spit out a mouthful of blood, and then the blood seemed to be uncontrollable and flowed out from the corner of his mouth and poured into his nose and eyes, and finally he breathed out.

She pulled out her sword and wanted to stab Fu Rong's heart again, but Xie Yunsheng held her wrist: "Shen Luo, can your eyes not see color?"

"Are you ignorant of the color of the world?" He held Shen Luo's hand, tears welling up in his eyes.

Recalling the past, he finally understood what he had overlooked.

Aunt Shen Luo is seriously ill and cannot be cured. Luo'er and her aunt saw the same scene. How could Luo'er not be affected?

She said that she didn't know how to use rouge and gouache, and that her painting skills were at their peak, but her pen and ink were always black. There was no difference between day and night in her eyes. Just now she said that her world was dark.

She doesn't know color!

How is it possible, her eyes are so beautiful...

You may have noticed that there is not much description of scenery in this article. Because the heroine cannot see colors, she does not describe too much about scenery and clothing.

The plot requires it.

It will be different later.
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