Chapter 93: Fire into the throat, more sorrow(2/2)
This strong contrast made them feel that it was not Brother Ma who was being sold, but them.
It would be strange if Huo Wuji didn't fall out.
Now that the situation has reached this point, what else can be said?
Senju could only pick up the wine glass without saying a word.
Looking at the wine glass held in front of him, Li Xi only had pain on his face.
He raised the wine glass with a dull expression, but before he could recover, he looked up.
"boom!"
With a crisp sound, Huo Wuji dropped the finished wine to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
"Bang! Bang!"
Immediately after the sound of two cups being smashed, Li Xicai suddenly came back to his senses.
The only reply he received was the word cold.
"Farewell!"
After the words fell, Huo Wuji opened the door and walked out.
Bai Shitong covered his chest, and with the support of Qian Shu, he lowered his head and followed closely.
In the empty room, only Li Xi was left holding the wine glass in his hand blankly.
After a moment, the wind blowing from the window made him suddenly come to his senses and look at the empty banquet table.
Li Xi felt equally empty in his heart, and he seemed to be able to see in a trance that if he had not betrayed Brother Ma, the five of them would be sitting here drinking and talking happily at this moment, and they would be indescribably happy.
but……
Suddenly, Li Xi raised his head, with a cold light in his eyes. He remembered the scene in Prince Gong's Mansion.
I remembered Prince Gong’s condescending and contemptuous eyes.
It reminds me of the horror of two top masters, tall and short.
"I'm right, I just want to live!"
After that, he picked up the glass of wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp.
The hot drink poured down the throat like a knife, making people want to spit it out.
But Li Xi swallowed it hard, feeling the wild horse galloping in his chest, as if the pain was about to burn all his internal organs.
As if that wasn't enough, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table and took a swig.
In an instant, Li Xi's entire face turned red, and both of his eyes were bloodshot. If the first bite was like a knife, then the second bite was like fire, igniting his whole body.
Burn it, burn it, burn all the unhappiness in my heart.
It seemed that only this burning sensation of self-punishment could allow him to take a breath.
Standing outside the window, looking at the busy traffic on the street, I finally couldn't suppress the anger in my heart: "God, why did you treat me like this! Why!! I fucked your ancestors."
As he spoke, he threw the wine bottle in his hand hard.
The wine bottle drew an arc in the air, and at the moment it was about to hit the ground, it was gently and steadily picked up by a hand, as if this hand had already predicted that a bottle of wine would fall from the sky.
With his palm retracted, he saw a drunkard holding an iron sword, looking at the bottle of wine in his hand with shining eyes, and squinting at Li Xi at the window.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...
Thinking about the day?
You deserve it too!”
Chapter completed!