In a messy gym, the woman in black dress still maintained her sculpture-like movements.

Her tone did not change at all. Looking at Huang Wusan, who was churning in pain and regret in her eyes, she continued:

"I was still a stubborn woman who was not very experienced in the world back then. I thank you for traveling thousands of miles apart, and even more for your self-sacrifice. In the rainstorm, you seemed to be unconscious and told me what you thought in your heart."

"You ask me to go back to the Jade Emperor Palace with you, let go of my destroyed sect, and let go of my obsession in my heart."

"I refused."

"Even if you beg me hard, I still refuse."

Lin Wandong lowered her head and closed her eyes. The unforgettable night appeared in her heart like a painting.

She said:

"I was so stupid at that time. I always thought that I had inherited the cause and effect of Jianmen, and that my master and elders had all died. Then rebuilding the sect became my obsession. I thought that it was my lifelong mission.

There is still hatred.

I can't forget my hatred for Zhang Moye, and my master fell in a pool of blood, and my eyes were dying. I want to rebuild the sect and I want to find the home that was destroyed by the evil people with my own hands.

I have been growing up there since you and me separated from each other when I was a child, and that was my home.

Who would give up his home?"

"Stop talking."

Huang Wusan seemed to be brought into the memories he had always wanted to forget, but could not forget them, like a nightmare.

He has had spiritual roots and Taoist rhyme since he was a child. He entered the Jade Emperor Palace and was caught by the previous leader at a glance.

With such talent and a bone, he has the stalemate of Taoism. Whether he practices martial arts or practices Taoism, it should be smooth sailing. But the better his talent is, the more mistakes there are in his mood, the more serious the consequences will be.

At this moment? During Lin Wandong's "language offensive", Huang Wusan's mood became more and more chaotic.

Lin Wandong's tone also had a hint of sarcasm, which represented that the story from 21 years ago would usher in a dark climax.

"I rejected your prayer."

"I know? You like me, it's like this since I was two hours. In my heart, at least I had feelings for you at that time. After all, you and I grew up together? In my heart, you will always be that reliable brother Wusan.

But what did you do to me?"

Lin Wandong's emotions also became no longer calm at this moment, and her voice became hoarse.

It seemed as if I had put myself into the mood of that night, the unique loli sound became more and more sharp:

"What did you do to me! Huang Wusan, tell me!"

"While I changed the dressing for you? What did you do to me! You don't want to let me go, you know? At that time, I had broken my love, you know? Once I left, there will be no result between you and me again.

You don't want me to leave.

A difference in thought? Right?

A difference in thought? You want me to always have a place that belongs to you in my heart, so that I can never forget you in my life. You want to brand me with your mark, and you want to use that kind of forced method to take me away...

I'm crying.

Have you heard it?

I was crying at that time! I was begging you to stop!

Have you heard it?

You heard it!

But you...

You didn't choose to stop, but you were even more..."

"Stop talking!!!"

Huang Wusan's emotions completely lost control at this moment.

As a gentleman, the biggest stain and the most terrifying memory in his life are like an evil ghost in his heart at this moment, bringing a crazy laugh, and mixing with those 21 years ago, in the night rain in Dongting, the crazy lust and crying sounds flowing towards him.

It was like the endless darkness and endless tides that suffocated him in regret and completely swallowed him.

Without Huang Wudi, he could not bear the heavy pressure he put on himself. He turned around and blood in his eyes.

The cheeks were twisted, the blue veins on the neck rioted, and the long black hair mixed with white silk spread out, making the quiet and natural aura on the body torn to pieces.

He gasped.

Looking at Lin Wandong in front of him, he had never been so ruthless.

Well, the night twenty-one years ago, except.

“Yes, that’s it.”

Lin Wandong raised her head, not afraid of the Tianlist master who was about to lose control in front of her.

Her pretty face was full of sarcasm, and she even stretched out her hand and pulled the collar clothes a little apart to reveal her fair shoulders. She said:

“That night, you were like that.

Do you want to relive your old dream? Huang Daxia, the little girl will not resist. The resistance that day would fail. Now you are on the list of heaven, and I can’t resist even more.

Today is here, let you do it.

Come on!"

If someone else is watching here, he will inevitably be shocked and dropped.

As the leader of the martial arts world, Taoist Ziwei is as crazy as a madman, while Lin Wandong, who is the head of the Jian Sect and a generation of female heroes, is known for his dignity and solemnity, will do temptation like a woman in the world.

This is a completely disaster like a collapse of the character.

But for the two people who have been entangled with bitter hatred for more than 20 years, today's dialogue is a release.

It’s not just about releasing the guilt and pain that Huang Wupan has been suppressing in his heart.

It is also a release of the hatred that Lin Wandong has suppressed for more than 20 years.

After that night, the two of them had never touched such taboos so truly, but today, all the disguise was torn apart, and the inhealthy scar in their hearts was the one that was provoked by Lin Wandong.

Blood flowed.

"I lost a lot that night."

Lin Wandong's tone was silent, and her eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

She said to Huang Wusen, who was trying hard to control himself in front of her:

"You ran away like a coward and left me alone there.

What I lost is not only virginity, but also Huang Wusan, but also forever lost the brother Wusan in my heart who will always protect me.

You killed him.

While you hurt me, you also killed him.

During the period when I was in seclusion and healing, I made a tombstone and a tomb for him childishly. Later I found out that he actually didn't need these.

He has died in my heart, and all the friendships we have grown up together since childhood and left behind died in my heart that night."

Lin Wandong's eyes are red.

She sniffed and raised her head to prevent tears from falling.

Wiping the corners of her eyes, she said:

"Later, I heard that you became the head of the Jade Emperor Palace, broke through the Heavenly List, and became a master of a generation. I really felt resentful to the heaven and earth. Why are you such a villain still so lucky?

I tried my best to practice martial arts, wanting to catch up with you, and on one day, just like today, I will question you carefully.

But what you did to me...

Huang Wupan, do you think you have the inner demon?"

Lin Wandong bit her lip, and she seemed to feel the cold coming from everywhere, and she said tremblingly:

"Do you think it's hard for you to live alone? Have you ever thought about how I, a woman, faced the accusations of rumors after I was bullied by you?

After I had Huiyin, did you know that I was hiding alone in the mountains that year, feeling scared and living a miserable life?

Do you know how desperate I was when I was lying on the bed and was teased by the seven-part demon man in a joint plot against me, and was unable to move, and was teased by the seven-part demon man in every way?

You trash man! You dare not be a good man!

What face do you call yourself a master of righteousness? What face do you hold the Tai A Divine Sword!"

"puff"

Lin Huiyin's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Huang Wusan's already turbulent mind, which made his true energy reverse, collided with internal organs, and spewed out a ray of blood.

The whole person's aura was dull, and he staggered back a few steps, reached out to hold the wooden frame behind him, and just grabbed the hilt of Tai'a Jian's ancient sword.

The purple light dissipates, representing the response of the Divine Sword.

"right!"

Lin Wandong breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...