Chapter 1841

After seeing Wang chentu's strange, painful and terrifying appearance, Du zikang thought that she should collapse. It was time to understand that she and Gao Fei did not belong to the same people in the world.

Because Du once told him: in the world of Gao Fei, there are only enemies and his own people, but there are no ordinary people.

Wang Chen, the biggest hope is to become an ordinary person, like many ordinary women, like husband and son, with the man you love.

That's why he decided that when Wang Chen understood Gao Fei's world, he should wake up and look back.

But Wang Chen stopped vomiting and the first sentence he raised his head was: "his allies, will appear tonight, right?"

Du zikang's hand to beat Wang Chen's back was frozen in the air.

Just now, even if he led Wang Chen to Gao Fei's bloody world in a very mysterious and special way, and let her feel the unbearable situation there, she still did not leave him.

No, sometimes I just don't want to.

Oh.

With a low sigh in his heart, Du zikang handed the clear water cup to Wang Chen. With a relaxed smile, he turned back to the sofa and sat down and said, "yes. It's going to show up tonight. Perhaps, when the red moon rises, the man has already come. "

"What you said just now is not..."

Speaking of this, Wang Chen closed his mouth, sat up and whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I don't believe it myself, but I have to believe that some people are born with a certain mission. Anyone who wants to change his life path and make him forget these missions. No matter what he does, he finally finds out that all he has done is helping this person get closer to his goal step by step. "

Du zikang shrugged helplessly and said, "this may be the fate of heaven?"

"It's destiny? Well, that's all I have to say

Wang Chen raised his head and looked at the red moon again.

She saw the red moon twice just now, and she felt a kind of creepy feeling twice.

But when she looked up at the red moon for the third time, she suddenly found that the red moon was not terrible at all.

Besides, it's romantic and warm.

It is like the affectionate eyes of young people. When you are most lonely, you can communicate with your eyes and let you deeply realize that it is so understanding. It will make you have a kind of impulse: find a river with no one, sit on the yellow grass at the top of the leaves, put your chin on the bent knees, hold your knees in both hands, and look at the red moon blindly and recall the happiest Time.

This feeling is strong, more real, and strange.

The red moon is still the red moon. It has always been hanging in the sky and has never changed.

However, Wang Chen's mentality has changed all of a sudden: perhaps, I have seen the red moon before, but I have never noticed its existence. Just like these days, I have always been troubled by Gao Fei's unfaithfulness, but I have never thought why he treats me like that.

The same thing, the same person, different mentality, will produce different ideas.

Wang Chen suddenly realized that he picked up the cup, drank a mouthwash, vomited back the cup, and put it on the table. He walked briskly around the sofa and went to the door: "I'm leaving. Please talk to the hotel and make full compensation for this carpet. It's getting late. It's time for you to rest

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

Du zikang sat on the sofa, staring at the door for a long time without moving, until his stomach issued a gurgling sound, he slowly turned back and looked at the red moon outside the window.

The red moon, really like an eye, full of irony.

as like as two peas of He Xiucheng's eyes, he is looking at the back of the golden flower.

Yinjinhua stood in front of the bedroom window, looking at the red moon outside the window, for a long time did not move.

She was not dressed.

Her middle-aged body is still as graceful as a young lady of Huaxin who is less than 30 years old. Especially her satin skin is shining with a layer of cream luster, which makes men fascinated.

He Xiucheng smiles silently and walks down from the Kang.

He is also naked: when a man, with a woman who has loved him countless times, is in his own little world, clothes are superfluous.

He went to the back of the golden flower and put his arms around her strong, elastic and flexible waist. While his chin was on her shoulder, he also pasted it under her.

Yinjinhua's body, slightly trembled, subconsciously reached back and got a thing she was very familiar with.

He Xiucheng whispered in her ear, "Jinhua, I haven't tasted the taste of love for a long time - your body, will you be well after so long?"

Yinjinhua didn't speak. She squeezed her left hand a little harder, but she soon released it.

She side face, delicate delicate face, take away sorry look, soft voice said: "Xiucheng, really sorry. As I told you, my illness is not only physical, but also mental. I want to love you, too. Just now - I tried, but I found that I haven't broken through that barrier yet. "He Xiucheng's face, floating on the worried look: "that, must wait until when?"

"I promise you."

Yinjinhua did not say the date, but seriously said: "I will try my best to cure myself as much as possible."

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

He Xiucheng stared at her for half a minute.

"Xiucheng..."

Yin Jinhua's eyes twinkled, and was about to say something, but he Xiucheng suddenly pushed her down on the windowsill, regardless of her struggle, resistance, and ruthlessly pressed down.

This time, yinjinhua did not escape.

In the courtyard under the balcony, a piece of fallen leaves fell lightly and fell into the small pond under the trees.

Immediately, half of the leaves were in the water.

A fish swam over, opened his mouth and bit the leaves. When he was about to drag it into the water, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, which made the fish shake its tail suddenly and splash a small spray.

The waves lifted the leaves from the water, and soon with the ripples, they were pushed to the shore.

The frightened fish is gone.

He Xiucheng was knocked out by the back elbow of yinjinhua. Even if he had some Kung Fu, he was still hit by the instinct of counterattack when the woman seemed to be suffocating. There was a crack in his left rib. He flew backward and hit the edge of the Kang heavily.

He Xiucheng can not resist the counterattack of suffocation, which can make the old fruits fear.

Only once, two ribs under his left rib were broken, flew upside down and hit the edge of the Kang heavily. Like a sack, he fell to the ground like a sack. Before his right hand touched the wound, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yin Jinhua's blow not only broke his ribs, but also caused him internal injuries. He felt that he was black in front of his eyes. When Venus appeared, his face became as frightening as gold paper. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared from his forehead, and earthworms slid down his face.

He spurted blood, splashed far away, and some of it also sprayed on the buttocks of yinjinhua like a full moon.

Snow white, bright red, not only like the wintersweet blooming in the snow, but also like the oil painting randomly splashed on the white wall. It looks very beautiful, but it has an indescribable sadness.

The murmur of pain wakes up the surging blood and feels like a golden flower that is about to explode from a balloon blown to the extreme. The unspeakable pain disappears. Suddenly, he Xiucheng just raises his head and looks at her painfully.

Four eyes look at each other, the moment speechless.

He Xiucheng's face, slowly floating smile.

The smile with obvious irony, like a knife, severely cut the heart of yinjinhua, so that she suddenly issued a low cry, bent over to jump up: "Xiucheng!"

As long as it is a normal woman, there are men she loves.

He Xiucheng is definitely Yin Jinhua's favorite man. Although the relationship between the two people should be split by thunder, since he Xiucheng was a teenager, yinjinhua has poured his love on him.

In her heart, he was the young master who broke the army, her lover and her life.

Life is the only one.

Now, yinjinhua is being violated. When the green man Gu in the body breaks out and can't control himself, he Xiucheng is injured by mistake.

To hurt he Xiucheng by accident, for yinjinhua, it is more painful than someone has injured her - 10000 times.

"Xiucheng, how are you, Xiucheng!"

Yinjinhua rushed to he Xiucheng and held him tightly in his arms. When he was pecking at his face like a woodpecker with red lips, his left hand had already ordered several times under his left rib.

It has to be said that the mysterious ancient martial arts, even modern science, can not be seen clearly from the perspective of science, just like the point of view.

According to the modern scientific explanation, acupoint pressing is to cut off the pulse: to cut off the flowing blood with your finger somewhere.

This is the explanation given by modern science. After all, when a person's blood doesn't flow, he will feel dizzy, flustered, unable to move, and even cause necrosis of local limbs and officials.

But in fact, the acupoint pressing skill in ancient Chinese martial arts is not so simple.

This point, if standing in the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, is: the human body's meridians, Qi and blood and acupoints, according to the hour of the day to open and close changes.

Therefore, in a certain period of time, if you hit a acupoint that is popular for opening and closing Qi and blood, so that the popularity of Qi and blood is interrupted and condensed, people will lose their consciousness. This is the principle of "selecting acupoints on time" in Wushu acupoints.

From this, we can find out what kind of strength the master can get before he hits the ancient point.

Within a certain period of time, a certain acupoint is the essence of acupoint pressing. A master like Yin Jinhua can accurately close several acupoints around he Xiucheng's injured part without looking at it, making the unbearable pain and surging Qi and blood disappear in an instant.With yinjinhua's left hand touching and massage, he Xiucheng's face quickly changed from golden yellow to pale and white. Finally, a touch of red, heart rate, pupil contraction and other painful reaction symptoms floated on the ground. With the magic disappearance of the pain, he Xiucheng returned to normal.

The only thing that didn't change was the indifference of his lips and the look in his eyes that seemed to be laughing.

"Xiucheng, do you feel better?"

Yin Jinhua did not dare to look at he Xiucheng's eyes, but gently held him in her arms, and her voice was gentle like her mother.

He Xiucheng used to be infatuated with yinjinhua, but now he is struggling.

But as long as he moved a little, the hurt area immediately spread the stabbing pain that made him unable to breathe. He had to stop struggling and calmly said, "I'm ok."

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